My wife said hey honey what are you doing? I said waiting on you to call. She said well he just left and if you want to eat a totally ruined pussy I h...ve one. I jumped up and ran down the stairs , I didn't wait on the elevator I ran the stairs all the way to the sixth floor. When I got to the room the door wasn't latched all the way so I pushed it open and went in. I found my lovely wife laying on the bed , her legs spread wide and a smile on her face. She said he hurt my pussy with his big. She could feel her own wetness surge as she felt him throb and moan as she gently pulled and squeezed. She bent down and kissed the tip, letting her tongue snake out and lick the entire length. She could feel his hand slide into her hair as she slid him into her mouth. She had never done this before. Throughout her forced celibacy she had read many novels, smuggled to her by her cook, Mrs. Porter, that explained a seemingly endless variety of carnal arts in quite explicit detail. This was her. I collapsed and she kept her arms and legs wrapped around me. When I awoke she initiated another more vigorous fuck with an equally happy ending.We showered and worked on algebra until her mother got home. She gave me a peck on the cheek, and a big wink, as I left.I tutored her in algebra and she trained me in sex three days a week after school. I soon noticed that some days I had to give her oral sex to get her ready for my cock and on others she was already slippery. I thought I knew why but. I loved the effect, especially under somewhat sheer blouses and tight knit tops. I had no way of judging if they had actually increased in size like if I wore bras with cups that would fit tighter.The heat Chuck put off was amazing! My breasts seemed to warm up. My nipples came alive. I reached down between my legs and touched my pussy. I would laugh and tell him my pussy was always hot. IT was. Hot! With my middle three fingers I began to rub myself off. Maybe it was the movement. Maybe my.