"Wife", he called. There was no response; it was as though she wasn't there. However, so rare was it to have her nude that he took a couple of photos ...f her and then did what he had always wanted to do, dropped his trousers, pushed his cock against her mouth and snapped. "Suck it". Like as if a switch was thrown, she did just that and as his cock vanished and the muscles of her mouth began to work, he gave off a sigh of satisfaction for not only was it nice but it was being done by his wife,. She shifted until comfortable and then reopened the book she had dropped. She must have fallen asleep, I thought, letting out a prolonged sigh. Probably a law student. I looked around the almost empty wood-paneled courtroom and noticed a man off to the side picking his nose. I remember him. He's the reporter who interviewed me in the hospital. Oh yuck, gross. I shook that hand. His arm dropped when he saw me staring and then he nodded. My eyes darted away. Why did I look away? I used to be. It was just nuts. We cleaned up the dishes watched some tv and we all decided to call it a night. When my wife and I laid in bed I was so horny once again I rolled over playing with her talking about the day and having her share what she had thought about it. We had crazy sex and went to sleep. I was not sure what time it was when I woke up dehydrated. We had installed a box cover over our d****s like we saw and loved in Vegas and blackout curtains. Our rook was pitch black. I made my way to. She told me she hadn’t cum like that in years. She admitted she had forgotten how good sex could feel because masturbation and toys didn’t satisfy the animalistic instinct of sexual needs. I didn’t say anything in response I just held her as she drifted off to sleep. I didn’t move and fell asleep with her in my arms. I was awaken by Jan stroking the hair on my chest. I wasn’t sure how long we had slept but I didn’t care as she teasingly slid her hand down to my stiffening cock. When she stroked.