To my surprise she brought me to the brink very quickly. I told her that I was about ready to blow so she could take it out of her mouth but to my sur...rise she just continued to suck. It was not long after the feeling started to build and there was no stopping it. I shot a load at her throat and then another and another. I thought I was never going to stop. Finally after the last load I looked down to see my wife with a big smile and only a little cum on her mouth. She said no matter how hard. Usually they were hushed stories told in the drawing room of our family home after a meal when our dinner guests were second or third cousins.I arrived at the estate by a private car that had been sent to pick me up at the railway station. It was the height of luxury, and a luxury that far surpassed anything I had known thus far. The family manor was a huge rambling pile of bricks with a large central block and several wings jutting out at different angles. The whole main building was. Our chats were invariably enjoyable but completely innocent conversations about writing and other equally casual subjects, so with a deep sigh, I responded to the box.The conversation that ensued was the normal type of talk we shared, and other than mentioning in passing that I hadn't gotten out of bed yet, nothing that matters to this story was said. The fun but mundane nature of the conversation cooled my heated state until I could breathe again, but my cock stubbornly remained hard and I. I left it open that I might actually consider going out with a married man over fifteen years my junior.Peter asking me out was all I could think about when I got home that night. I thought about talking to John, but he was watching a ball game. But it felt awkward to approach him about my sex life face to face.The game ended around 10:30 pm, and John stretched and headed upstairs to his room. As soon as I heard his bedroom door shut, I ran upstairs to change into my nightgown, got in bed and.