The next few weeks, James and I couldn't stop fucking. It was GREAT! I always thought sex would slow down in marriage, which would have been disappointing. But, we weren't slowing down at all.
It all seemed to be fueled by the fantasy of me sucking other guys while he watched. Once either one of us started talking about that, we both got turned on fast and would end up fucking and cumming very quickly.
Sometimes he would come home and I would bring him right over the sofa and make him stand in front of me. I would sit down and start unbuttoning his pants.
"I'm so glad you're home baby, I've been wanting to get some cock in my mouth all day." I never said 'his' cock anymore.
"Oh, you have? You need to get your mouth around some nice, hard dick Michelle?" When he called me Michelle instead of Shelly or Shell, I knew he was thinking of me as his little cock sucking whore, and less his precious wife.
"I do need it, babe. You know how much I love licking and sucking cock," I replied desperately as I engulfed his mostly soft cock into my mouth and slurped on it until it was hard.
I tried to not bring up the subject of me sucking other guy's cocks every time we had sex because I didn't want it to get old, and because the sex was over so fast when we talked about it. Sex was still really good when it was quick, but sometimes I just wanted to make love for longer, which we just couldn't do when we talked about me sucking other cocks.
Of course, if James was ever taking too long to cum, and I wanted to end it, I could just bring up the subject of me sucking another guys cock and he would finish immediately! LOL
**
A couple of times I was able to turn our new fantasy into role-playing. The first time was after we went out to dinner. The waiter we had was young and handsome and we both noticed he was flirting with me. His longer-than-normal looks and smiles were obvious to me and James.
"Someone is checking out my hot wife," he joked about halfway through dinner.
"You noticed too? Good, I'm glad it wasn't just me. Kinda thought he was flirting with me," I answered.
I noticed the look on James' face wasn't of jealousy or anger at all. He had a sort of shit-eating grin on his face, like he was proud. He even raised his eyebrows a few times, which I took as 'hey, why not, have some fun with it'.
"Hey, I'll take it as a compliment. He's kind of a stud!" I leaned over to him and said under my breath.
I leaned even closer and said even softer, "You know what would be fun? If there were like, adult, swinger-style restaurants..." I whispered in his ear, "Like, where someone could just unzip the waiter's pants and pull out his cock and blow him right at the table if they wanted to."
"Yea? You think that would be fun to do right now?" Jamie said back, also in a heavy whisper. This was already turning him on.
"There could be that waiter over by the booth on his knees licking that woman's pussy. And over there, that guy could be bending that hot waitress over the table fucking her," I continued to whisper close to his ear. His breathing was heavier now. "And me... well, I could turn my chair and reach for our waiter's pants, pull his dick out and start sucking him while you watch and enjoyed your drink."
James' eyes were glazing over with lust.
"I bet you'd like that wouldn't you?" I said. His head nodded slightly up and down. "Well, too bad it's not that kind of restaurant." I backed into my seat and took a sip of wine, smiling over at our waiter.
"Damn it, woman!" James joked with me shifting around to hide his hard-on.
When we got back home, I walked over to our dining room table and sat down like I was going to eat a meal. I would usually go to the bedroom and change or sit on the sofa and relax after dinner. He noted this was an odd thing for me to do. When he walked over to me looking almost concerned.
"You ok?" he asked.
"Oh yes, I'm fine. I'll have a glass of Cabernet, please. Thank you." I turned back forward and ignored him.
He stood still for a second trying to figure out what I was doing. Then it hit him.
"Yes, of course, ma'am. One Cabernet coming up." He took one step and then turned around and stared at me. "Is there...anything else I can get for you? Ma'am," he asked while not breaking his stare.
"No... no, that will be it for now," I said with a cheeky smile. "Hurry back," I said under my voice and faced forward again.
He returned with a bottle of wine, an opener, and a glass. He was playing the part. I was getting excited about how he would react to this.
"Will this be ok?" he asked, staring and smiling at me.
"I'm sure it will be just fine... but this would be even better," I said as I reached for his crotch and started rubbing his dick through his pants. He was already stiffening up before I even started touching him.
"Yes... yes, ma'am, that would be even better," he said quietly. "How does your husband feel about all this?" he questioned.
I looked over at the empty chair next to me. "Honey, you don't mind if I suck this hot waiter's cock do you?" I said pretending Jamie was sitting in the chair. "He said he would LOVE to see me suck your cock!" I answered looking back at our 'waiter'.
He set the bottle and glass down and started helping me unbutton his pants. I pulled down his pants and boxer briefs in one quick motion down to his knees. I looked at his growing cock and then looked back at the empty chair.
"Look, honey, he's got a nice cock for me to suck." I raised my hand to his cock and started lightly rubbing my fingers from his pelvis down to his balls, over and over again.
I wanted to really play the part, so I moved the chair to face his body and started using both hands to lightly rub across his dick and balls. I stared at it like it was the first cock I'd ever seen.
"I haven't had another man in my mouth in a long, long time. Thank you for letting me suck your cock handsome."
"Glad I could.... um, I'm really looking forward to...uhh," Jamie stumbled trying to think of what a dumbfounded waiter might say. I couldn't help but smile as I was opening my mouth and moving toward his almost fully hard cock.
I placed the head of his cock on my top lip and used my tongue underneath to lightly lick and tease him.
"Ugghhh... oh yea. Oh yeah," he moaned out.
Keeping his cockhead on my lips, I glanced back at the empty chair pretending to talk to my husband. "Do you like seeing his cock on my mouth, honey? Do you want to see me suck him?"
"Yes, yes. Do it," Jamie said, unable to hold back his reaction.
I opened wider and let about half his cock in my mouth and just held it there, while I swirled my tongue around the underside. He groaned louder.
"Mmmm, mmmm." I made sounds to vibrate on him and show him how much I liked it.
I continued sucking his cock and playing with his balls until I felt he was getting close.
"Baby, what do you want me to do when he cums?" I said glancing back at the empty chair where Jamie would have been sitting.
"I want to see him cum all over your tongue," he paused for a second, "then, swallow it," he directed.
"Yes, baby," I agreed.
I went right back to his cock and started working it with my mouth and hand, knowing he wouldn't last much longer.
When I felt the throbbing and his knees buckle a little, I did as he asked. I placed his head on my tongue and stroked him into my mouth. I looked up into his eyes and he was staring as intently as I can remember.
After most of his cum was in my mouth, I took one big swallow, then sucked him slowly while the rest of his cum finished shooting down my throat.
He was moaning loudly and his knees buckling throughout his orgasm. I could tell it was a good one.
"Thank you, Aiden. You have a great cock," I said so Jamie would realize I remembered the waiter's name. I thought it was a nice touch.
He picked me up from the chair and kissed me. His tongue was all inside my mouth tasting what was left of his orgasm. "Damn, you're amazing," he whispered after the kiss.
When Jamie crawled into bed, he was naked and moved right over on top of me. He started kissing me again, then quickly removed my shirt, which is all I usually wear to sleep in. He fucked me good and hard and for a long time that night. It was wonderful.
**
Just a few days later, I saw another opportunity to role-play with him. We had packages delivered from time to time and we have a Ring doorbell. We check it often to see the delivery person dropping the package.
Our phone notifications sounded and I asked Jamie if he could go grab the package off the doorstep. When he was headed toward the door, I opened the app for the Ring doorbell and quietly followed him.