A day in the life of a slut wife.
As usual at the time I awoke with morning wood. So I rolled over on to my wife Misty and started rubbing her pussy.
“ Mmmm!...More! “ She mumbled, before reaching for my head to guide it down between her legs.
Knowing I wouldn’t get my dick into her until I did this ritual. So I went ahead and started eating her out. I could still smell the cum and the aftertaste of my own cock, from our midnight fuck we had before I fell asleep.
By then she started to moan.
“ Don’t stop!...Don’t stop! “ She said between moans. And being the good husband that I am I continued. As her first orgasm was slowly building.
And finally I heard the words I loved to hear.
“ Fuck me! “
And with no hesitation I was on top of her.
My cock slides so easily inside her. Possibly to easy for my true liking.
Though I loved Misty dearly. I had been with other girls. And found them to be much tighter.
Misty was kind of loose. Unfortunately loose kind of like her mother Deb. Who had quite the colorful reputation as being known as a size queen.
But no way I dare to question her, even though in the back of my mind I knew she was fucking around, just like I do on her.
So I start pounding away at her cunt. Soon her body tensed up. She grabs a hold of me and hangs on, with her toes curled. I sink my barely 6.8 inch cock into her balls deep and come hard.
We then start to kiss. When we here the door knob start to turn, luckily it was locked.
“ Mommy I’m hungry! “ Our daughter Brooke said from behind the locked door.
Nothing like hearing that kills a hard on faster.
My soft flaccid dick slips out of my wife.
I sigh and get up and quickly dress for work.
“ See you tonight honey. “ I said to her giving her one last kiss.
Misty gets under the sheets as I unlock and open the door.
“ Daddy “ Brooke says with a big smile.
I smile back to her. And pick her up for a hug. She kisses me on the cheek. I set her back down on the floor.
“ Have a good day at school. “ I say patting her on the head.
I exit the house and get on my way.
Brooke walks into the bedroom. At her mothers side. Misty sits up. The sheet falls from one of her big breasts.
“ Mommy Why you naked?...You had your PJ’s on last night?...And what was you and daddy doing?...I heard y’all! “
“ Nothing baby...It was all just in your head.” Misty said ignoring Brookes curious questions. No way was Misty ready for those conversations with a six year old.
She gets out of bed, puts on a robe. And sends Brooke to the living room to watch Tv. While she drops two pop tarts into the toaster. And fixed Brooke a glass of orange juice.
“ Okay breakfast is ready. “ She said with a warm smile. Giving her the pop tarts on a paper plate.
While Brooke ate. Misty went and took a shower and dressed.
After which they were on there way to school and work.
As Misty fell in to line at the front of the elementary school. She noticed that Brooke looked tense. She quickly looks away from some girls who were looking her way. She sinks down of the seat as if she was trying to hide from them.
“ Baby what’s wrong? “ Misty questions her.
“ Those girls don’t like me. “
“ What do they do? “
“ They make fun of me. They say I talk funny and I’m slow. “
Hearing that sets alarms off in Mistys head.
She pulled out of line and finds a place to park.
Slow?...Her teacher has said nothing about Brooke being slow. And though she’s not been in school long Brookes been making good grades.
But even though this caught Misty off guard and she was definitely concerned.
“ They say your slow?...There not calling you nothing else?...Are they? “
Misty pressed her, fearing that they’d been calling her the R word. That Misty was often called when she was little.
“ No Mom nothing else. But they keep making fun of my freckles. They say I have cooties. And I talk funny. “
“ Did you tell the teacher? “
“ Yeah “
“ Did she do anything? “
“ She got on to them. But that just made it worse. “
“ So there picking on you? “
“ Yeah “
“ And how does that make you feel? “
“ It makes me mad. Then I get sad. What should I do? “
“ Baby there’s only one thing you can do. “
Misty says with a sigh.
“ What’s that mommy? “
“ You use that anger and you punch her right in the face. “
“ But what if she hits me back? “
“ After you throw the first punch. You hit her again and again. And don’t stop! You beat the crap out of her or them. That’s the only way to stop them, cause they’re never going to leave you alone until you make them. “
“ You want me to fight like boys do? “
“ Yes exactly like the boys do. “
“ But won’t I get into trouble? “
“ Don’t worry about it...It’s worth it in the long run. “
She leans over and kissed Brooke on the head.
“ Now get going!...I’ve got to get to work. “
Misty then stopped off for her morning coffee and snack cake. Then it was on to the office.
“ Moms not here? “ She said finding that unusual as she parks and makes her way to the door. And unlocks it. To find the phone ringing off the hook.
It wasn’t 9:00 yet, so no way was Misty gonna answer it.
She sits at her desk, sips her coffee and tears open the snack cake.
The answering machine kicks on.
“ Misty!...Answer the God damn phone! “
Her mother’s voice said with an angry growl.
Phone rings again.
“ Delta Reality May I hep you. “
Misty said in a cheerful but put on voice.
“ Hey it’s me. I’m stuck in traffic. Up on I-40.”
“ What are you doing on I-40!...You supposed to be here? “
“ I spent the night in Little Rock. “
“ What were you doing in Little Rock? “
“ That’s not important right now. But I’m stuck behind a wreck.Just outside Memphis. And I’ve got two important investors coming by at 10:00. And I need you to keep them entertained until I get there. Now go get dressed and make yourself presentable.
“ But I am dressed! “ Misty argues.
“ A tee shirt, jeans and flip flops ain’t office appropriate. And they make you look like a fat slob. And please tell me your wearing a bra? “
“ Yes mom of course I’m wearing a bra. “
“ There’s a dress and shoes in my closet. Get dressed and be on your best behavior. Cause this is important and I can’t afford to blow this deal. “
“ So what do you want me to do? “
“ Just keep them happy and content. There investors and I need there money so you do whatever it takes to make them come off of it...Do you understand me? “
“ Yeah mom I’ll handle it. “
She hangs up the phone.
“ Shit!...She wants me to put out? “
Misty said reading behind the lines, after the conversation her and her mother just had.
“ It better not be two sleazy old farts? “ Misty said fearing what might walk through the door at 10:00.
“ They better not be smalls either! “
She said knowing that was also another disappointing trait from men that her mother seems to encounter on occasions.
As usual at the time I awoke with morning wood. So I rolled over on to my wife Misty and started rubbing her pussy.
“ Mmmm!...More! “ She mumbled, before reaching for my head to guide it down between her legs.
Knowing I wouldn’t get my dick into her until I did this ritual. So I went ahead and started eating her out. I could still smell the cum and the aftertaste of my own cock, from our midnight fuck we had before I fell asleep.
By then she started to moan.
“ Don’t stop!...Don’t stop! “ She said between moans. And being the good husband that I am I continued. As her first orgasm was slowly building.
And finally I heard the words I loved to hear.
“ Fuck me! “
And with no hesitation I was on top of her.
My cock slides so easily inside her. Possibly to easy for my true liking.
Though I loved Misty dearly. I had been with other girls. And found them to be much tighter.
Misty was kind of loose. Unfortunately loose kind of like her mother Deb. Who had quite the colorful reputation as being known as a size queen.
But no way I dare to question her, even though in the back of my mind I knew she was fucking around, just like I do on her.
So I start pounding away at her cunt. Soon her body tensed up. She grabs a hold of me and hangs on, with her toes curled. I sink my barely 6.8 inch cock into her balls deep and come hard.
We then start to kiss. When we here the door knob start to turn, luckily it was locked.
“ Mommy I’m hungry! “ Our daughter Brooke said from behind the locked door.
Nothing like hearing that kills a hard on faster.
My soft flaccid dick slips out of my wife.
I sigh and get up and quickly dress for work.
“ See you tonight honey. “ I said to her giving her one last kiss.
Misty gets under the sheets as I unlock and open the door.
“ Daddy “ Brooke says with a big smile.
I smile back to her. And pick her up for a hug. She kisses me on the cheek. I set her back down on the floor.
“ Have a good day at school. “ I say patting her on the head.
I exit the house and get on my way.
Brooke walks into the bedroom. At her mothers side. Misty sits up. The sheet falls from one of her big breasts.
“ Mommy Why you naked?...You had your PJ’s on last night?...And what was you and daddy doing?...I heard y’all! “
“ Nothing baby...It was all just in your head.” Misty said ignoring Brookes curious questions. No way was Misty ready for those conversations with a six year old.
She gets out of bed, puts on a robe. And sends Brooke to the living room to watch Tv. While she drops two pop tarts into the toaster. And fixed Brooke a glass of orange juice.
“ Okay breakfast is ready. “ She said with a warm smile. Giving her the pop tarts on a paper plate.
While Brooke ate. Misty went and took a shower and dressed.
After which they were on there way to school and work.
As Misty fell in to line at the front of the elementary school. She noticed that Brooke looked tense. She quickly looks away from some girls who were looking her way. She sinks down of the seat as if she was trying to hide from them.
“ Baby what’s wrong? “ Misty questions her.
“ Those girls don’t like me. “
“ What do they do? “
“ They make fun of me. They say I talk funny and I’m slow. “
Hearing that sets alarms off in Mistys head.
She pulled out of line and finds a place to park.
Slow?...Her teacher has said nothing about Brooke being slow. And though she’s not been in school long Brookes been making good grades.
But even though this caught Misty off guard and she was definitely concerned.
“ They say your slow?...There not calling you nothing else?...Are they? “
Misty pressed her, fearing that they’d been calling her the R word. That Misty was often called when she was little.
“ No Mom nothing else. But they keep making fun of my freckles. They say I have cooties. And I talk funny. “
“ Did you tell the teacher? “
“ Yeah “
“ Did she do anything? “
“ She got on to them. But that just made it worse. “
“ So there picking on you? “
“ Yeah “
“ And how does that make you feel? “
“ It makes me mad. Then I get sad. What should I do? “
“ Baby there’s only one thing you can do. “
Misty says with a sigh.
“ What’s that mommy? “
“ You use that anger and you punch her right in the face. “
“ But what if she hits me back? “
“ After you throw the first punch. You hit her again and again. And don’t stop! You beat the crap out of her or them. That’s the only way to stop them, cause they’re never going to leave you alone until you make them. “
“ You want me to fight like boys do? “
“ Yes exactly like the boys do. “
“ But won’t I get into trouble? “
“ Don’t worry about it...It’s worth it in the long run. “
She leans over and kissed Brooke on the head.
“ Now get going!...I’ve got to get to work. “
Misty then stopped off for her morning coffee and snack cake. Then it was on to the office.
“ Moms not here? “ She said finding that unusual as she parks and makes her way to the door. And unlocks it. To find the phone ringing off the hook.
It wasn’t 9:00 yet, so no way was Misty gonna answer it.
She sits at her desk, sips her coffee and tears open the snack cake.
The answering machine kicks on.
“ Misty!...Answer the God damn phone! “
Her mother’s voice said with an angry growl.
Phone rings again.
“ Delta Reality May I hep you. “
Misty said in a cheerful but put on voice.
“ Hey it’s me. I’m stuck in traffic. Up on I-40.”
“ What are you doing on I-40!...You supposed to be here? “
“ I spent the night in Little Rock. “
“ What were you doing in Little Rock? “
“ That’s not important right now. But I’m stuck behind a wreck.Just outside Memphis. And I’ve got two important investors coming by at 10:00. And I need you to keep them entertained until I get there. Now go get dressed and make yourself presentable.
“ But I am dressed! “ Misty argues.
“ A tee shirt, jeans and flip flops ain’t office appropriate. And they make you look like a fat slob. And please tell me your wearing a bra? “
“ Yes mom of course I’m wearing a bra. “
“ There’s a dress and shoes in my closet. Get dressed and be on your best behavior. Cause this is important and I can’t afford to blow this deal. “
“ So what do you want me to do? “
“ Just keep them happy and content. There investors and I need there money so you do whatever it takes to make them come off of it...Do you understand me? “
“ Yeah mom I’ll handle it. “
She hangs up the phone.
“ Shit!...She wants me to put out? “
Misty said reading behind the lines, after the conversation her and her mother just had.
“ It better not be two sleazy old farts? “ Misty said fearing what might walk through the door at 10:00.
“ They better not be smalls either! “
She said knowing that was also another disappointing trait from men that her mother seems to encounter on occasions.