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Authors Note: This is Fiction for now, but there’s a very real chance it could happen.

Today I had a horrible day at work and really needed to blow of steam. Upper management has been a pain the ass, not making a single rational decision concerning the network support. They really shouldn’t let lawyers make IT decisions! So to blow of steam I loaded up my new STI Custom .45 cal and went down to the range at about 5:30. On the way down my wife called and told me she was on her way home. I asked if she wanted to turn around and meet me at the range and we could shoot targets together. It’s so much fun to shoot with her and get into competitions; she’s a better shot than I but still a bit timid with the gun. She declined saying she wasn’t in the mood and had to get to the bank to deposit her check before the bank closed, but told me to have fun and that she was just going to relax and read.

I was at the range for about 2 hours, went through 200 rounds and developed a nice blister on my trigger finger. I’m used to the 6lb pull of my cheaper gun and still not properly “finessing” the trigger of my Custom gun. I cleaned the gun powder off my hands and said good-bye to the guys and took some good natured “chiding” about how my new gun was an “elitist” gun. I returned with the “slur” of calling the “Glock heads” which they shrugged off.

I got in my work van and started heading home. The bay looked wonderful, it was a calm day and the water looked like glass under the bridge. I drove over in the wrong lane for my turn so I could look at the water. Suddenly I noticed a Kingfish breaking the water in a nice perfectly vertical jump. Good news for me, this means that water temps are getting close to Tarpon season and fishing is about to be on. This made me feel really good, on top of the fact that I really need to get a line wet. The New Year has been overly stressful and I’d had little “calm” time to reflect.

I pulled into my parking space in the apartment complex and unloaded the van of my two weapons and trekked upstairs to our apartment. I walked in the door and the cat meowed at me as he always does. He knows that I’m a dog person and doesn’t let me forget his displeasure at this fact. I dropped my gun bag on the floor and called out, “Hey Lucy, I’m home!” in my worse Spanish accent. I didn’t hear anything and figured she was taking a nap. As I walked into the bedroom she turned over under the sheets just exposing her nipples. Her sleepy eyes did the “I’m only half awake” thing while she smiled at me walking in. I walked over to the side of the bed to kiss her neck as I always do when she’s taking her naps. Instead of offering her neck to me like she usually does, she rolled over and started to undo my belt buckle. She dropped my pants and I kicked off my shoes while undoing my shirt. She grabbed my cock and started sucking with an intent I’m not really used to. She’s usually very tender and gentle; today she was sucking me as though she was dying to get something, anything to eat. She made sure I was hard as a rock and then ripped the sheets down and pulled me on top of her.

She pushed my hips down so our pelvises were even with each other and then she grabbed my butt and pulled me inside of her. She was moaning, “Fuck me! Fuck me hard and fast.” I’m not one to turn down a good idea so I just hammered her pussy. She was cumming with vengeance the moment I entered her. Her pussy was incredibly smooth and wet, and very, very hot. Every other thrust her body broke into convulsions of orgasm. It’s not very often she’s this responsive, but when she is it’s incredible. After a particularly hard and deep thrust, she whispered in my ear, “Roll over I want to do the fucking.”

I dutifully rolled over onto my back and she mounted me “cowgirl” style. She buried me all the way inside her and started gyrating to and fro. The slurping noises filled the room every time she rolled her hips while on top of me. It was incredible. She was cumming over and over again. She kept this up for what felt like an eternity. She arched her back in yet another orgasm while I reached up and grabbed her beautiful DD cups in each hand. She has the best breasts, at 30 years old they’re still really perky and perfectly formed and wonderful to hold on to. As I massaged her breasts, she got more veracious and started bouncing on top of me, bring her to another series of orgasms, and putting me really close to over the edge. She started slamming herself down on me, screaming “Fucking cum for me baby, fucking cum already!” I followed directions to the letter and let out a very loud grunting orgasm. I came for what felt like minutes, it’d been a long time since she just molested me, it was usually much tenderer.

We rolled over covered in sweat and both very, very happy. I put my arm around her and brushed her nipple which generated the cute little “eep” I’ve become accustom to. While cuddling up behind her I couldn’t resist any longer,

“Honey what brought this on?”

“The Fed Ex guy came by and …”
“…..well made a delivery.” She replied with a giggle in her voice.

I was stunned and shocked. A few months age she had been telling me about the Fed Ex guy that’s been coming by her office. He’s a temporary delivery guy while the “regular” guy is out on vacation. She started by coming home and telling me during a romp in the sheets that she had a guy flirting with her and that it had been turning her on. Later she started telling me the details about who he was, where and how they met. We really haven’t played outside our swingers club in a long time and she had been very unsure as how to progress with him. Well at the end of the month she told me that he had been moved to doing deliveries in Miami and that she wouldn’t be able to flirt with him again. She didn’t give him her number or ask him out as her co-workers were always mulling around in ear shot of them. She said she enjoyed the flirt and that she was done, but had fun getting there.
Apparently today he had returned to town to do another stint temping in the bay area. So today he went by her office for the daily pickup while she was out to lunch. He asked her office partner what her full name was as the clients were now shipping to her as a “care of” instead of to the company name. The co-worker, a bit clueless, offered up her name and contact number freely. She didn’t know he had dropped by her office, or that he was even back in town. He used the information to look up previous shipments and found the address that wasn’t her office, but was our apartment.

She related that about 15 minutes after she got home from the bank he knocked on the door. She yelled out the door, “Just a minute.” She heard a response, “Delivery for Mrs. Johnson.” So she threw on her robe and answered the door, she usually strips to her bra and thong as soon as she gets home and is very relaxed about answering the door in her silk robe. When she opened it up she saw who it was and claims that she “stammered” in saying “Hi.” to him. She was very surprised; and a little horny as she had been lying in bed reading one of her trashy romances. After she completed being tongue tied he asked, “May I come in?”

She mumbled, “Uh, ya, sure, I guess.”

She then closed the door behind him. She told me that she turned around and he said, “I really missed flirting with you at your office today and decided that since I’m only here for today I’d come by and say ‘Hi.’”

She told me she couldn’t hold back and threw herself at him and started kissing him deeply. He responded in kind and pushed her against the door and returned the kiss. In the heat of the moment her robe came open exposing her black bra and thong. Next thing she knew, she was leading him to the bedroom. She undid his shirt and removed it revealing his pecks and ran her tongue up and down his upper body. As she neared his belly a third time she undid his belt and dropped his Fed Ex shorts and boxers in one motion, revealing his stiffening cock. She dropped to her knees and tried to take it all in her mouth but couldn’t get it all the way in. Most the time she can deep throat, but not with really thick guys. She said she loved the way the veins of his cock felt in her mouth and that his head was so huge that she almost gagged on it. She sucked on him for about 5 minutes until her jaw couldn’t take it anymore. While she was trying to swallow his cock he undid her bra and was playing with her breasts. Which got her dripping wet, she loves having her nipples played with.

Once her jaw could take no more of his girth, she started to get up, but was interrupted in her efforts when he grabbed her under the arms and tossed her backwards onto our bed. He grabbed the sides of her thong and pulled them down tossing them aside revealing her recently shaved pussy. He then buried his tongue deep inside her. She said it was in the top 10 of received oral sex in her life. This is very impressive as I know that the top 8 positions are filled by fairly experienced bi or lesbian women. She said he spent almost 30 minutes sucking, licking and eating her pussy, bringing her to at least 3 orgasms through the duration.

With each orgasm she spread her legs wider. She felt his tongue slide up her body and to her breasts where he alternated between sucking on one breast and massaging the other. She grabbed him by the ears and pulled him up to kiss her, she loves being kissed deeply. As she did this she felt his girth enter her and start gently thrusting in and out of her. She said that he was so thick that she could barely fit him in and it felt like his cock was rubbing against her pelvic bone while stretching her wider than she’d ever been before.

She said that after a few minutes of this she pulled him up on the bed fully and rode him for a while making him bottom out against her cervix. She said it was pure ecstasy having him fill her so completely. She felt his bulbous head and every vein in his cock pulsing with blood each time he entered her. After riding him for a while she wanted to see if she could take his monster in her tightest position, doggy. She rolled over and offered her pussy to him that way. He promptly took her up on the offer, just barely fitting inside her in that position. She said he went really slow and gently while behind her. After about 20 to 30 minutes of slowly bringing her to orgasm over and over this way he picked up the pace. She felt his balls contract because they were no longer swinging and hitting her clit; She knew she was about to bring him to a close. She started rhythm matching his pounding with her own, pushing against him. After she started doing this she knew she was getting the Fed Ex delivery he had yelled through the door. She pushed her hips back as he moaned and came with gusto. After he finished shaking, she collapsed on the bed shaking in the ultimate orgasm that she’s only achieved a handful of times in her life. He fell next to her breathing heavy and dripping with sweat. He played with her breasts for a while despite her objections that she was now way too sensitive. After a while she laid there with him, she informed him that he had better get going as her husband would be home soon. He didn’t hesitate and dressed quickly after cleaning up. He tenderly kissed before he said, “Goodbye and thank you, I’ve been wanting this since I first saw you.”

She replied, “Me too, and please feel free to come make a delivery next time you’re in town.”

She then said she realized that she was extremely wet and dripping and realized that in the heat of the moment she forgot to require a condom. She frantically looked around the room for a wrapper that he might have left and found none. She wasn’t sure if he had taken the wrapper with him and flushed the condom while cleaning up, as he now knew she was married or if he hadn’t used one at all. After some thought and a little bit of self anger she got over it and decided that my fetish for wanting silky seconds would just have to suffice as an excuse, and hoped that she’d been diligent in taking her pill. She then curled up in bed to relish the moment. While she was curling up, I was pulling into the parking lot and his Fed Ex was passing me on his way out. I realized that out of common courtesy I had waved at the guy who had just finished pleasing my wife and supplying me with a great afternoon fuck.

After she told me the whole story I rolled over and started making love to her again. This time slowly and gently as her story had me completely revived and ready to take her again. In a few weeks we’ll find out if she’s been taking the pill responsibly, if not we’ll just have figure something out.