If you had looked into Daniel Carter's office, you would have seen him studying a document on his desk. At least, that's what it would look like.

Daniel appeared to be reading but was, in fact, deep in thought. He was angry and discouraged. He was 35 years old and had been married to Amy for 10 years. After several months of marriage, Dan confessed to a friend that he was not happy with the sex he was having with his beautiful wife.

The friend had assured him that with time, everything would work out. He assured Dan that each time they had sex, it would become easier and better. "Some women just take longer to get into the groove," his friend explained.

However, now it had been ten years. His wife remained beautiful and sexy. She willingly had sex with him, but always in bed and almost always in the missionary position. Amy appeared to enjoy sex. Daniel had grown weary of her failure to instigate anything sexual. They would 'make love,' as she called it, and that was it. Never in ten years had they enjoyed a day of sexual abandon and fucked each other like wild animals. Amy would, from time to time, go down on him, but it was brief, and she never finished him.

A few years back, Dan had begun to watch porn on his laptop. He had learned a great deal about sex from the professionals who made the films. He had attempted to share some of his newfound knowledge with his wife and found her uninterested. Dan determined he did not want to spend the next ten years like the first ten. He was being forced to make a decision about his future.

Dan heard a light knocking on his door. He saw Stella Bryant, the sexiest woman in the office, smiling at him. "Hiya, handsome," she said as she slithered into his private office. "Do you have time for me?"

"I always have time for you, Stella," he replied with a smile. "You always make my day."

Stella sauntered in, parking her shapely ass against his side of the desk. "I'd like you to make my day, but you won't ever agree. How many times does a woman have to offer her body to a man before she gives up in frustration?"

"I can only imagine how wonderful you would be in bed," Dan told her.

"You don't have to imagine, Daniel. You just say the word, and I'm ready to fuck you right here on your desk."

He sighed. "Stella, we've had this conversation. I'm married, and I don't cheat on my wife."

"I think that's wonderful," she said, reaching for his hand. "I don't care if you're married, and I don't want to spoil your happy home." She moved his hand to her leg. "Feel the inside of my thigh, Dan."

His fingers could feel her warm, smooth skin.

Stella put her hand on his and moved it up about ten inches. "You see how easy it is for me to offer you everything?"

Dan wanted to pull his hand back. He desperately wanted to, but he simply couldn't. Ten inches higher up, her thigh was much warmer than where he started.

Stella pulled his hand higher, and he could feel the heat being generated by her pussy.

She pulled his hand a few inches higher and pressed his fingers against her cleft. "Can you feel how wet I am, Dan? Do you know why my pussy is so wet during the middle of the workday? It's because I was daydreaming about being naked on my knees in front of you and sucking your cock until you filled my mouth with your spunk. That's why I'm so wet. Why don't you let me please you?"

Dan was filled with the desire to press a finger into that tempting pussy, but called on all of his inner strength to move his hand away.

"You know I want to," he said, looking into her eyes. "I just can't as long as I'm with Amy."

"Are you suggesting that you might not stay with her?" Stella asked.

Dan put his hand in his lap, trying to cover the lump in his trousers caused by his stiff cock. "I'm working through some difficulties, Stella. I need some time to work things out."

Stella stood and straightened her skirt. She leaned over and whispered, "Spend one afternoon in my bed, and it will clear your mind in a heartbeat. I promise you a fucking you won't soon forget." She turned and walked to the doorway, being sure to give Dan a look at her perfectly shaped ass.

Now, the demons were back in his head. Being offered the kind of sex he dreamed of was almost overwhelming. His phone rang, instantly pulling him back into the business world.

Three hours later, Dan parked his car in his home garage. He entered his house near the kitchen where he found his wife preparing dinner.

"Hi, Dan," she said without turning around. "I'll have dinner ready in about half an hour. Why don't you change into something comfy and make us a drink?"

Dan studied his wife. She was wearing slacks that fit her ass like a glove. The shirt she wore outside the pants covered the breasts that he had yearned for since the first time he saw her. Having already been encouraged by Stella's offer, he walked up behind his wife and reached around to hold her tits.

Amy shook him off. "No, now, honey. Let me get our dinner finished."

Rage flashed through his mind. This wasn't right! How could he be offered the world by a woman in his office and told by his loving wife that his need would have to wait?

"That's it!" he shouted. "I'm through with this shit!"

Amy turned around with wide eyes. Her husband never raised his voice. "What?" she asked.

"I've had it, Amy. Just had it. I want a divorce."

"What are you saying, Daniel? Calm down. Let me fix you a drink."

"I don't need a drink, Amy. What I need is a divorce. Then, I can find a woman with time for my needs and desires. A woman who will help me unwind at the end of the day and share her body willingly and eagerly."

"I don't understand what you're saying," said a bewildered Amy. "Are you saying you want more sex?"

"Damn right, I want more sex," he countered. "A lot more sex. I want a lot of hot, loud, nasty sex while I'm still young enough to enjoy it. And you are obviously not the woman to supply my needs."

"You can't be serious, Dan," she said with tears in her eyes. "We love each other and have been together for over ten years. I can't believe you would leave me because we don't have enough sex."

"Well, you can start believing it right now, baby. Old Daniel has put up with it for as long as I can. I have to get out now while I'm able. We'll split things up, and you can find an older man who's happy with sex in the missionary position once a week. I can't live with that any longer."

"What is that I'm not giving you?" Amy asked, still bewildered.

"Let me think about my answer for a Nano-second. We generally have sex in the missionary position. I would like to have you on top so that I could fondle those beautiful tits of yours. I'd like to have sex in the 'doggie' position and see your spectacular ass. It would be great to have spontaneous sex, like standing in the kitchen or on the couch in the living room. I would like to have oral sex for more than thirty seconds and be sucked off completely. And speaking of oral, I would love to go down on you without having to fight my way through your bush. And I would also love to have anal sex."

"Oh, my," Amy gasped. "That's a long list of things we've never done. Why haven't you told me you wanted all of that?"

"I've tried many times, but you've never been willing to listen to my desires. You think that giving me a little pussy once a week will keep me content. It has held me for a long time, but that time is over. I'm sick of being frustrated. You have an exceptional body that only teases me."

"You think I have a hot body?"

"Yes, Amy, you do. I remember the first time I saw you. We were both at a party thrown by a mutual friend. At first glance, you were facing away from me and I said, 'Sweet Jesus, look at that beautiful ass.' Then you turned around and gave me a look at your exceptional rack. I was instantly in lust."

"I've never heard you refer to my sex as a pussy," Amy said quietly. "Is that the language you want to use?"

"Yes, it is," he answered. "I'm also tired of being politically correct. "I want to fuck your pussy and shoot cum all over your tits. Sanitary words are just old and unnecessary. They keep us from getting down and dirty."

"And you want to get down and dirty?"

"YES, Amy, I do!" he almost shouted. "That's the whole point of this conversation. I've been meek and mild since we've been together. I've wanted to get loud and kinky. You just aren't into it and it's something I want. And I want it badly enough to end our marriage and try somewhere else. I've had offers from other women but turned them all down. I can't tolerate cheating and won't be a part of it. That's why we must split up."

Amy stood still, considering what her husband had just explained. Finally, she said, "If I could do the things you want, would you stay with me?"

Daniel looked at his wife with disbelief. "Are you suggesting that you would do everything I've told you I want? Are you going to suck my cock until I cum in your mouth? Are you going to let me fuck your beautiful ass? Are you going to shave your pubic hair for me?"

She swallowed hard before saying, "I think you should at least let me try. I know you love me and you've admitted that you think I have a hot body. What would it hurt to give me a chance to see if I can do the things you want?"

"Are you suggesting a trial period?"

"I guess so," she said without giving the idea much thought. "Maybe you could give me three months to get things right with you."

"I would be willing to give you two months. But the first time you balk at one of my desires, you'll have to agree to sign separation papers agreeing to hold me harmless for leaving. Does that work for you?"

For the first time since the conversation began, Amy smiled. "Yes, Dan. I would agree with that. I'll assume you'll give me the ground rules."

Dan studied his wife. He knew her well, and at this moment, she appeared to accept his terms. He held out his hand to her. "All right, come with me, and we'll start."

"What about dinner?" she asked as she took his hand.

"It can wait. I can't."

Daniel took Amy's hand and led her back to their bedroom. Stopping beside their bed, he said, "Wait here. I have to get a few things."

 He returned with a plastic basin and a large towel a few minutes later. He spread the towel on the bed before turning to Amy. "We'll begin with this," he said as he began undressing her. When she was naked, Dan instructed her to lie on the towel.

"What are you going to do?"

"You'll see soon enough," he said with a grin. When Amy was on her back, Dan took her feet and spread them apart, displaying her sex. "The first thing we're going to do is get rid of that bush."

Amy felt like saying something to resist but decided she needed to play along.

Reaching into the basin, Dan removed an electric beard trimmer he had purchased several years ago. He positioned himself between her legs. "Just close your eyes and enjoy the feeling."

Feeling unsure she could possibly enjoy being shaved, Amy was surprised when she felt the vibrations from the tool on her skin. By the time Dan had removed all of the long hairs, Amy could feel the cool air touching her bare skin, something she had never felt before. She was also enjoying the feeling of Dan's hands touching her pubic area.

Dan picked up the pile of soft brown hair and stood. "Don't move a muscle. I'll be right back."

When he went into the bathroom, Amy ran her fingers across her now hairless sex. She had to admit it felt soft and nice to the touch.

Dan returned with a hot washcloth. He placed it over her sex, causing her to moan.

"Does that hurt?" he asked.

"No. It feels very good."

Dan briefly moved the wet cloth around before tossing it in the basin and retrieving his razor. He spread some shaving cream over her stubble and began shaving it off. As he worked, Dan became aware that his wife was becoming aroused. He could see her wet labia shining in the light. Once he had finished shaving her, he covered her sex once again with a hot washcloth.

This time, Amy let out a soft moan.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" he suggested.

"Yes, baby, it does," she whispered.

"Now we're going to apply some baby oil to keep you from razor burn." As he applied the oil, Dan noticed for the first time ever that his wife's pussy was very sexy looking. With that bush she'd always had, he had no idea. Running his oil-covered fingers over her labia, Dan told her, "You have such a beautiful pussy. I couldn't tell with all of that hair. Now it's obvious I won't be able to keep my tongue out of you."

His words stirred Amy. He'd never said anything like it before and she found it exciting.

Dan turned the electric clippers on again. However, this time he touched the base of it to her skin just below her clit. The vibrations of the machine got to her immediately. Amy had never wanted a vibrator and never felt how arousing it could be. He decided she might change her mind after today.

Dan could no longer hold back when the oil was soaked in. He dropped his face between her legs, running his tongue through her glistening lips until he reached her clit. At that point, he began to concentrate on her hardening bud, licking and sucking it. He kept at it relentlessly until he began to feel her hips moving beneath him.

I'm getting to her, he thought. No need to stop the attack now.

Once more, doing something he'd never done, Dan slipped two fingers into her very wet pussy and finger fucked her. In a short time, she moaned lightly. He could feel the movement in her hips get stronger.

In ten years, he had certainly gone down on his wife numerous times, but she had always stopped him, saying she wanted him inside her. Dan determined that wasn't going to happen today. He was going to stay with this until she had an orgasm.

Today, Amy made no attempt to stop him. In just two minutes, she shouted, "Oh god!" and her body shook with a massive orgasm.

Dan licked her again from anus to clit, noticing a change in her taste after the orgasm. He went back to work on her clit, wanting to know how far he could push her.

Amy's hands were in his hair, pulling it and insisting he stop. But when his fingers slipped back into her pussy, she seemed to relax and accept what he was offering.

Three minutes and another orgasm.

That's a first, Dan thought. I don't think she's ever had two orgasms in one day, much less within five minutes.

He lifted himself off her body to see that his wife's body was covered in sweat and vibrating in the afterglow of the orgasm. Dan stood and shed his clothes. "Now you're ready to be fucked," he said softly. Lifting her legs, Dan placed her heels on his shoulders before pressing his stiff cock into her dripping pussy.

Her groan this time was quite loud, and Dan was encouraged to give his wife the hardest fucking she'd ever had. He would show her what he was expecting.

For the next six minutes, Dan hammered her. The wetter she got, the more he gave her. Her third orgasm sent him over his edge. He buried his cock as deeply as he could and released a torrent of cum into her depths. Holding still, Dan was panting but could feel Amy's body vibrating.

When his rod softened, he let it slip out and stood back to watch his semen begin to seep out. Dan had never watched this before and found it quite exciting. As the white stream reached down to cover her crinkled star, Dan caught it with his finger and began to coat her anus.

"What are you doing?" she said in a small voice.

"You know what I'm doing," he replied. "Just relax."

"How can I do anything other than relax?" she asked. "I can't move a muscle."

That's perfect, he thought and smiled. He covered a finger with a fresh supply of spunk and put it on her opening. Once it was completely coated, Dan pushed a cum-covered finger into her ass up to the first knuckle, rocking it back and forth. When she groaned, he pushed the finger to the second knuckle. Moving it slowly back and forth, Dan said, "It feels good, doesn't it?"

Amy hesitated before answering, "I'm embarrassed to say it does feel good."

Dan pulled his wife up on her wobbly legs. "Let's shower, and then we can talk about dinner."

Amy put her arms around his neck, giving him a long and passionate kiss. "After dinner, will there be more of this?"

"There will be more of something," he said with a grin. "You'll have to stay tuned to find out what."

After a shower that included lots of kissing and touching, Dan dried Amy off and told her he needed to get something. When he returned, she was looking at her hair, and he handed her a T-shirt.

"From now on," Dan announced, "This is what you'll wear when it's just you and me in the house. This is all you'll wear. No bra and no panties. I want those beautiful tits to be ready for my fingers whenever I want them. And that beautiful, bald pussy will be ready for me without hesitation. Do you understand?"

Amy took the shirt and pulled it over her head. "Yes, sir," she replied with a small, tender smile. "Whatever you want, baby. You're the boss."

Thirty minutes later, they finished dinner, and Amy got up to clean away the dishes. Dan slipped his hand under her shirt, grabbing a handful of her ass cheek.

"Never mind the dishes," he told her. "I have something else for you to do."

Dan led her into their family room, picked up a large pillow from the couch and dropped it on the floor in front of his extra-large chair. "Take the shirt off and give it to me." When she did, he instructed her, "Down on your knees."

Amy dropped to her knees, looking up at her husband.

"Pull down my boxers," he ordered.

She did as he instructed and was somewhat surprised to find his erect penis pointing at her nose.

When she looked at him again as if asking what was next, Dan said, "Now make love to my cock and don't stop until I tell you to." He slipped down into his chair, spreading his legs apart and giving her access to his package.

Amy considered what she was going to do for several seconds before putting one hand around the base of his thick cock and the other to hold his balls. He wants me to make love to his cock, she thought. That's just what I'm going to do.

She began stroking his member with slow, soft strokes until she saw a bud of precum formed on the head. Amy had never knowingly taken any of his fluids in her mouth before but understood this exercise was all about change. She licked the head of his dick as if it were a lollipop and smiled up at him. "I always said you were a sweet boy," she growled.

Amy took the head of his cock into her mouth and circled it with her tongue until she heard him groan. Then she went to work seriously sucking him off. While Amy hadn't performed oral on her husband often in the last ten years, she was pretty confident that her mission tonight was to completely suck him off and allow him to cum in her mouth. She was well enough schooled in the ways of the world to know that most men desired a woman to swallow their spunk. Now, she had avoided it for as long as she could. Tonight was going to be a new chapter in her life. She either did it willingly or would face the possibility of life without her Daniel.

To Amy's surprise, she began to enjoy giving him this blow job. She was thinking about the pleasure he had given her in the bedroom and was now ready to give back equally. His noises were enjoyable, and she began to get into it, stroking and sucking with a fair amount of glee. At one point, she remembered a girlfriend who had told Amy how much her boyfriend liked having his balls sucked. While she'd never tried it, this seemed like the opportune time to explore.

Amy was thrilled with the noise her husband made when she sucked one of his testicles into her mouth. The noise encouraged her to try the other one. It was at this point that Amy realized that her inner thighs were covered with the fluids dripping from her pussy. Putting his cock back in her mouth, she dropped one hand between her legs and began to fondle her clit.

When Dan was getting close to his climax, he put his hands into Amy's hair. "You're getting close, babe. Don't even think of stopping."

She had already thought about it and had no plans to stop. Amy was ready for whatever happened next. Her college roommate was known for her ability to enjoy sucking cock. She had given Amy many pointers that would now come into play. With the hand that had been between her legs, Amy gently squeezed his balls while the other squeezed his shaft.

The cannon went off and she took every round. When it stopped, Amy eased back, smiled at her husband and let him watch as she swallowed. She opened her mouth to show it was empty before taking his cock back into her mouth for a bit of cleanup.

An hour later, they were back in their bedroom, and Amy went to her dresser to get a nightgown.

"What are you doing?" Dan asked.

"I was just getting pajamas."

"Nope," he said as he closed the drawer. "From tonight on, you sleep naked. I may want you in the night and do not intend to waste time removing your night clothes.

Amy smiled sweetly. "Of course," she said softly. "If that's what you want, I'll happily comply with your wishes." She removed the t-shirt she had been wearing and slipped into bed naked.

Dan turned off the lights two minutes later and moved in beside her. He was on his side, and his cock was touching her hip.

After a few minutes, Amy said, "I liked what we did tonight."

"What exactly was it you liked?"

Amy hesitated a minute before saying, "I enjoyed having your cock in my mouth."

"And what else did you enjoy?"

Again, she hesitated. She had never spoken so frankly with her mate. Finally, she said, "I really liked it when you shot your load into my mouth." She hesitated again. "I always thought it would be disgusting to have that happen, but I truly enjoyed it and look forward to doing it again."

Daniel smiled. This was working so much better than he could have imagined, and it encouraged him to try more things that he had always wanted to do with Amy.

He put an arm around his wife and embraced one of her breasts. "Tomorrow is a new day," he told her. "There will be new adventures and lots more orgasms."

Now Amy smiled. "That sounds wonderful."

Edited by ChrisM