Rather, I should say, caught after the act. Since we have a 9 year old child, my wife and I tend to lock our bedroom door when we are having sex. It wasn’t any different this time around. We started with locking the door and my giving her a massage with some essential oils. So far, so good. After a few minutes of that, I ate her, and she wanted to take me doggy style, and so we did. That went on for a few minutes, when I decided I wanted a blowjob. Blowjobs are less messy than other sex, so she readily agreed. On the bed I lay on my back while she kneels between my legs and goes to work, if it is work.
Everything was going swimmingly—perfect, actually—, and I came nicely. She sat up and swallowed, and in a matter a seconds the door burst open. while it was locked, it wasn’t so much latched. Doh! There she is kneeling naked between my knees, having just finished me off. Luckily, it was dark, so not much was noticeable, and she says, “So, I guess your massage is done.” Yep. All done, and the child was none the wiser.
I know I wrote about another such event that had happened to my first wife, when a friend and I walked in on her going at herself in all her glory, spread-eagle just at the moment she was cumming. She knew exactly what had happened, but she was on top of the covers in the throes of orgasm, so she wasn’t about to stifle that. Her friend and I watched her cum—not that I hadn’t seen that a thousand times before—, and when the last aftershock was finished, she said, “Do you mind?” Her friend hesitated on the way out, but I am sure he enjoyed the show, freshly shaven pussy and all. Well, at least that didn’t happen to me last night.
I am still going to be slowing down my posts, but I had to convey this story. Until next time…