Another Big Step with My Wife

byRigid1©

Another big step with my wife

I selected a small diner not far from

our motel for breakfast.

Debbie had slipped into the skirt she

had worn the night before and
changed to an off white button up
blouse since the one she had worn
had cum stains on it. She didn't
mention the cum stains. In fact, she
had not said anything about the
night before. I was going to change
that over breakfast.

We entered the diner and Debbie

kept her arms folded over her
breasts as I was certain she would.
We selected a booth toward the rear
of the diner.
Our waiter came to the table to take
our orders and Debbie had to hold
the menu to look at it. This gave our
waiter a nice view of her erect
nipples clearly poking through her
blouse.

He did a classic double take when he

first spotted them. Debbie was her
usual beet red color as she quickly
scanned the menu and made a quick
choice of oatmeal and toast with
coffee.

As I ordered he kept looking back at

my wife who had resumed her arms
folded over her breasts posture. He
was clearly hoping for another shot
of her swollen erect nipples.

"So are you interested in knowing

what you did last night?" I asked her
with a chuckle.
Debbie threw her head back and
sighed, "I know I drank too much. I
remember going into a video store of
some sort, but n-n-not much more
than that," she replied nervously.

"First off babe, I loved it. For the first

time that I can recall you actually let
your hair down and I think you had a
good time. Like I said, we will never
see these people again, so why
shouldn't we get a little crazy. We
behave our selves at home and get
down with it when we are in strange
towns," I laughed.

"Oh I suppose we can relax a little

away from home," she meekly
replied.

"Do you remember going into that

little theater?" I asked.
"A l-l-little, n-n-not much though,"
she stammered.

"Do you remember jacking off that

big black guy?" I laughed.

Her arms jerked out away from her

breasts, her eyes opened wide and
her mouth flew open in shock as she
blurted "W-w-w-what d-d-did you
say?"

Her nipples were rock hard and her

boobs jiggled as she lurched at what
I had said. She almost convinced me
she didn't remember.

"I didn't do any such thing, d-d-did

I?" she whined.

I was laughing at her shocked

response as I said in a soothing
voice, "Baby, baby, baby, don't
worry about it. It was harmless and I
am sure that guy loved every second
of it. And it turned me on like you
wouldn't believe."

"Oh no, no, no, are you serious?" she

whimpered as she fidgeted in her
seat.

"His cock was about the same size as

mine, except it was black. I had to
dash to the bathroom and when I got
back you were jacking off some
other guy," I laughed.

"Oh no, oh no," she said shaking her

head as she was wringing her hands
together in front of her.

I was laughing as I continued, "I

guess the black guy had shot his
cum all over and you wiped your
cum covered hands off on his pants.
The white guy shot his cum all over
you while I was there. It was on your
blouse and your face. I think some
even went in your mouth," I
chuckled. "Both of these guys were
playing with your tits. The white guy
even had his hand under your
blouse."

"Oh no, Oh no, Oh no, you said the

white guys cum went in my mouth,
ewwwwww," she whimpered as she
was wringing her hands and shaking
her head back and forth. "I d-d-drank
way too much, I d-d-don't remember
any of that," she stammered

"Look baby, like I said, I loved seeing

you let go and going a little wild. Plus
it turned me on to see you holding
another cock. Call me crazy, but for
some reason I was turned on
watching. Believe me it shocked me
that I actually was," I said.

"You just don't realize how incredibly

hot you are. These guys just can't
help themselves," I laughed. "I guess
I look at it as a compliment. I have
the hottest, sexiest wife around and
all these poor saps can do is gawk
and fantasize while I am lucky
enough to be married to her. They
have to settle for maybe a hand job
if they are lucky," I added.

"It doesn't make you jealous?" she

asked. "I mean I really don't
remember doing any of that, but you
aren't jealous?"

"Oh, I would be if I didn't know you

loved me as much as you do. I knew
you were bombed and maybe just
got caught up in the moment. And I
figured you deserve to let your wild
side come out from time to time,
kind of to vent. I know I love
watching guys lust after you. Makes
me feel all the luckier to have you."
"Like those two bus boys over there,"
I tilted my head in their direction.
"Don't look now," I said quickly.
"They have been wiping that table
and area constantly since we sat
down."

She casually glanced in their general

direction. They were busy wiping the
entire area for the third time. "Those
two," she said with a confused look
on her face.

"Yes, those two," I replied. "They

have been trying to see your boobs
and nipples since our waiter told
them about you," I laughed.

She turned beet red, "Oh no," she

whined. "I told you I needed my bra,"
she said through clenched teeth.

"Why, hell we'll never see them

again. Besides, I can guarantee you
they will be jacking off to the
memory of seeing those," I said
nodding to her boobs and pointed
nipples.

"You are a work of art baby and

when you dress like you are now,
you are displaying the art for them
to enjoy. As well as probably have a
few wet dreams about," I chuckled.

"You are impossible," she said sitting

back in the booth a little and slightly
thrusting her breasts out for them to
see. She was still beet red, but I
think she was starting to enjoy the
attention she was getting.

Our breakfasts were delivered and

our coffee cups were topped off
every time we took a sip. Gradually
Debbie's color slowly began to return
to a more normal color. She was
finally loosening up a bit and gaining
confidence in herself, and her body.

The bus boys had scrubbed that

same area constantly as we ate. I
told Debbie to check out their
respective crotches which were
clearly tented. This did cause her to
blush, but she did look and saw the
obvious bulges. She blushed, but
smiled as well. She glanced in their
direction regularly to see if they were
still looking at her. She set straighter
and had thrust her tits more openly
forward. She blushed each time she
spotted them looking.

As we finished our meals I noticed

Debbie seemed more animated as
we chatted. This caused her tits to
wobble and jiggle more which was
clearly driving the bus boys crazy. I
was certain my wife was enjoying
herself.
I paid the tab and when I came back
to the table I leaned over and told
Debbie to give the bus boys a show
when she turned to get out of the
booth. I knew she was not wearing
panties and I whispered this could
put them over the top, as I laughed.

She swatted at me and giggled a

little, blushing deeply. I moved
toward the exit and turned to watch
as she put her coffee cup down,
dabbed at her lips with a napkin then
turned sideways in the booth.

She avoided looking at the bus boys

as she scooted across the seat. She
was beet red, but she took a deep
breath and spread her legs as she
scooted. Her dress slid up clearly
displaying her naked cunt.

I knew she would be wet. She

paused for a moment at the edge of
her seat and opened her legs much
wider as she half twisted and looked
behind herself like maybe she had
forgotten something. Hell, I could
clearly see her wet cunt from where I
stood some distance away. Finally
she stood.

Those bus boys will have a hot story

to share.

In the car, Debbie giggled. "I can't

believe I actually did that," she said
as she giggled more. "I actually
spread my legs so they could see my
vagina. That is just so unlike me, I
can't believe I did that," she
repeated.

"Liberating huh," I chuckled.

"Well, I don't know for sure, but it

was exciting in a funny kind of way. I
just can't believe I did that," she
mumbled as she stared out the
window. "Do you think they were
able to see my vagina?" she asked.

I laughed, "Oh believe me they saw

it. They saw every dripping wet
millimeter of it," I chuckled.

Debbie blushed a deep red as I

described the bus boys reaction.

"It kind of reminded me of that time

Ted stopped by with those papers for
me to copy," I laughed. "Damn that
was funny to watch poor Ted trying
to walk with his hard on," I chuckled.

"I was so embarrassed," Debbie

mumbled.

"Well I would have sworn you had a

bra on that morning. And I honestly
thought you had panties on too," I
chuckled. "You know he keeps
volunteering to bring over
paperwork, but I always seem to be
able to take care of it down town." I
laughed.

"I know damn good and well why he

keeps bugging me," I laughed.

"He wants to b-b-bring stuff to our

home?" she stuttered.

"Sure, he is hoping to catch you in

your shorty robe again," I chuckled.
"If he ever does, you have to
promise me you'll put on a show for
him so I can watch him squirm," I
laughed.

Debbie's nipples were rock hard and

she was beet red.

"You know who would be fun for you

to flash? Well even though he did get
a split second shot of you in the tub,
before you kicked him out. But I
think it would be fun for you to flash
Jason again," I laughed.

"I mean I doubt that poor kid has

ever been laid, and it looks like he is
hung. If anybody needs something to
jack off to, it would be him." I
chuckled. "I am sure he beats off to
that brief view of you in the tub," I
added.

"Oh I couldn't do that to him," she

mumbled. "He is a sweet boy and he
was as embarrassed as I was that
day in the tub."

I laughed, "I just figured it would be

a way to verify the size of his
package. It is hard to tell, with those
baggy shorts he always wears, if you
flashed him and got him hard, we
could see how big he is." I chuckled.
"I imagine he got rock hard seeing
you in the tub, did you get a look at
how big he is?"

"No," she said quickly, "I was t-t-

trying to find a t-t-towel to cover
myself with," she lied.

"You men are impossible," she said

swatting at me.

"So are you interested in going back

to that video place we were at last
night?" I asked.

"You can't be serious," she blurted.

I laughed, "Hey just thought I would

toss it out for discussion," I chuckled.

"Why so you can get me in that

theater again and see what
happens?" she declared.
"Well they do have private booths
with locks on the doors. We wouldn't
have to go into the theater part."

"Really, well that might be fun. If

those booths are really private and if
the locks work. That is something we
have never done before." She
paused in thought, "We'll see," she
said teasingly.

Later that day, after a light dinner

and numerous glasses of wine, we
pulled into the adult video store lot.

"Are you sure these booths are

private?" Debbie asked as we
headed to the door.

"Positive, but we can double check to

be sure, but from what Ted told me
the booths are private and they have
locks. Personally I have never been
in one," I lied.
"Oh great, so we're relying on Ted?"
she giggled.

We entered the store and noticed the

normal few guys milling around,
looking at various titles.

"What are you doing, where are

these booths?" Debbie was pulling
me away from some video's I was
checking out. "That one guy keeps
staring at my breasts," she
whispered urgently.

"Can't blame him," I said as I stared

at her jiggling boobs with her nipples
poking through her blouse. I was
quickly rewarded with a punch in the
arm. This caused her boobs to
wobble deliciously.

Stepping to the counter I got a fist

full of tokens and we headed for the
booths.

The hallway was dark and each room

displayed the titles of the movies
playing inside. If the titles were not
lit, that indicated the booth was
occupied.

Debbie selected the room which

featured interracial sex of all kinds. I
chuckled.

I noticed the glory holes on both

sides of the room when we entered.
Debbie was focused on the screen.
Her focus intensified when I started
the video. It featured a petite white
girl surrounded by three huge black
guys.

Debbie moved around and sat down

on the padded bench in front of the
screen. I stood behind her and
reached over her shoulders to cup
her breasts. I began unbuttoning her
blouse.

"Did you lock that door?" she asked

urgently.

"It's locked, I double checked," I said

as I finished unbuttoning her blouse
and pulled it off her shoulders and
down her arms.

She sat watching the video intently.

Naked from the waist up, I tugged at
her skirt pulling it from under her so
it was bunched around her waist. I
reached down and moving her legs
apart, I sank my middle finger deep
in her very wet cunt.

I was soon making those smacking

noises when a finger is plunging
deep in a wet cunt.

The petite white girl in the video was

holding her mouth wide open as a
thick stream of cum was shooting
from one of the black cocks into her
mouth.

"Aaiiiiiyeeeeeeeeeee," Debbie
moaned as she was having an
orgasm from my thrusting finger. I
suspected her orgasm was also
connected to watching the cum
shoot into the girls mouth.

"You like that baby?" I asked as my

finger was flooded from her orgasm.

"Mmmmmm, we are being naughty,"

she slurred, still intent on the video.

"You interested in helping this poor

guy out?" I whispered in her ear as I
continued finger fucking her wet
pussy.

She looked back at me with a

questioning look, "What guy?" she
mumbled.

I nodded to the cock sticking through

the glory hole. She looked and
jumped at the same time. "Oh my
God, what is that?" she whispered
through clenched teeth.

I laughed, "Well I could be wrong, but

I am guessing it is a cock," I
chuckled.

She was scooting away from it, but

kept staring at it at the same time.

"Well, wh-wh-what is it d-d-doing

sticking through a hole?" she asked
with a profound urgency.

"Ted told me some of these booths

had what they call glory holes. Guys
will stick their cocks through the
holes to see if someone will jack
them off, or if they are lucky, suck
them off. I guess I forgot to mention
that to you." I said.

"Ted told you. Ted told you. Glory

holes, they call them glory holes?"
she stammered as she stared at the
cock bobbing up and down.

The cock was white and probably 6

to 7 inches long and leaking pre
cum.

"Well we wanted to do something

different. We said we will never see
these guys again, hell we can't even
see this guy now," I laughed.

"Guys expect someone to j-j-jack

them off?" she stuttered, as she
stared intently at the cock.

"Or suck them off," I chuckled.

"Ewwwww, I c-c-can't imagine
anyone sucking them off," she
slurred as she stared.

"Hey, a lot of girls do. At least that's

what Ted told me," I added.

"Ted again," she mumbled, still

staring intently at the bobbing cock.

"So, do you want to help this poor

guy out?" I asked with a chuckle.

"What, s-s-sucking him off?" she

blurted in a shocked voice, turning to
look at me.

I laughed, "Well I was thinking about

you jacking him off to be honest,
unless you decided you really want
to get naughty."

She turned and stared at the cock.

Her breathing had increased
noticeably as she slid a slight little
bit toward the cock.

"You r-r-really w-w-want me to?" she

asked, her breathing now coming in
gasps as she stared at the cock.

I chuckled, "well not only are we

never going to see this guy again,
like I said we can't see him now."

She slowly slid her naked ass across

the bench until she was close to the
cock. Turning on the end of the
bench, she slowly reached her small
shaking hand toward the dripping
cock.

She touched the tip of his cock with

her index finger. "It's leaking," she
giggled quietly as she rubbed her
finger over the dripping tip smearing
the pre cum on the fat head of the
guys cock.
She kept rubbing the pre cum all
over the head of the cock, then
moved her hand forward and softly
gripped the shaft.

"Should I help him out?" she giggled

as she looked over her shoulder at
me.

Her eyes opened wide as she saw I

had pulled my cock out and was
stroking it as I watched her.

"At this point, I think he is expecting

it," I answered her as she looked
back at the cock she held in her
small hand.

She began jacking on his cock and

soon was increasing her pace.

I stepped forward and leaned in

pulling her head toward my cock.
She parted her lips as I drove my
cock deep inside her mouth.

She was furiously jacking off the

cock in her hand, as I drove my cock
into her throat. I fucked her mouth
hard for several strokes, and then
pulled it out with a pop.

Her hand was a blur on the cock and

I heard the guy on the other side
knocking on the wall. I knew what
this meant, but I knew Debbie did
not.

I leaned over and whispered, "try

that one," in her drunken state, she
did not hesitate when I whispered
that to her. She immediately sucked
the cock she had been jacking off
into her mouth.

I reached up and held my hand at

the back of her head as she jerked
when the guy shot his cum into her
mouth. I held my hand at the back of
her head and she jerked with each
spurt of hot cum into her mouth.

I could hear her swallowing

repeatedly as the guy shot stream
after stream of cum into her mouth. I
heard a muffled "Aaiiyeeeeeeee,"
from her between the swallows and
noticed she had her fingers in her
pussy.

Finally he finished and his cock

began to go limp. I moved my hand
and Debbie continued sucking on his
cock. Finally he pulled back and I
heard a pop as he pulled his wilting
cock out of my wife's mouth.

Debbie leaned back against me,

gasping and coughing, "oh my God, I
c-c-can't believe I d-d-did that," she
slurred.
"Did what?" I asked as she continued
gasping for breath and coughing.

"I swallowed his s-s-stuff," she

stuttered between gasps.

"What," I said as if in disbelief. "I

thought you just wanted to see if his
cock felt like mine, I didn't realize he
came in your mouth," I lied.

She was gasping and still coughing

as she said, "I tried to pull b-b-back,
but you held my head," she
stuttered.

"Wha, I wasn't holding your head, I

was leaning over trying to see if you
actually had it in your mouth. I must
have been up against your head. Are
you sure he came in your mouth?" I
asked
"Oh believe me, I am sure he did.
Because you were up against my
head I had to swallow his stuff," she
whined. "He came a lot, much more
than you do," she whimpered. "I had
no choice, I had to swallow or I would
have drowned." She added in a
whimpering voice between coughs.

"Well that guy over there really

needs your help," I said to her as I
nodded in the direction of the
opposing glory hole.

She leaned around me and looked.

Hanging through the hole was easily
9 to 10 inches of limp black cock.

"But t-t-that one is b-b-black," she

stammered.

"So was the one last night in the

theater," I chuckled. "Maybe it's the
same guy."
"No," she quickly responded. "His
was not as long as t-t-that one."

I chuckled to myself. For someone

who did not remember what she had
done in the theater last night, she
seemed to recall pretty easily how
long the black cock she jacked off
was. I decided not to call her on this
misstep.

She was staring intently as the long

black cock was wagging limply from
side to side through the glory hole.

She moved closer and leaned over to

look closer at it. "It is a big one isn't
it," she mumbled.

"Touch it babe," I whispered.

"Should I?" she said as she gazed at

it.
"Well I believe that is why he stuck it
through the hole," I chuckled.

Slowly she reached toward the

swaying cock. She poked it with her
finger and giggled. Then she kind of
slapped at it and it swayed back and
forth. She giggled at that too.

"You're torturing the poor guy baby."

I whispered in her ear.

She slid off the bench and knelt in

front of the black cock. She reached
and gripped the flaccid shaft, and
began to stroke it.

I pulled my camera from my pocket

and took several minutes of video of
her jacking on the cock. It had begun
to get hard, but was clearly a long
way from fully erect.
I stepped over to her and rubbed my
dripping cock across her cheek. She
turned her head and sucked my cock
into her mouth as she increased her
tempo on the black cock.

I leaned over and whispered, "You

may have to suck him a little to get
him hard," her eyes widened and she
pulled my cock out of her mouth.

"I c-c-couldn't do t-t-that, not t-t-to a

black one," she stammered, her
breath now coming in gasps.

"Well I'm certainly no expert, but I

suspect they all taste the same, or
close to it," I chuckled.

She went back to sucking my cock

but was staring at the black cock she
was jacking off.

This was all more than I could take,

my cock deep in her throat as she
was jacking off the black guy.

"Aaaaaargggghhhhhhhhh, I'm
cumming!" the sound of her gulping
my cum filled the tiny room.

I pulled my wet cock from her

sucking mouth with a pop.

"Should I s-s-suck it a l-l-little? Do

you w-w-want me to?" she asked
meekly as she was stroking the black
cock.

"Well, I am curious how big it will get

and if you suck on it, I know he will
get hard," I responded.

She stared intently at the cock she

was now using both hands on to jack
off. It hard gotten bigger, but it still
had more to go. She was on her
knees and was working feverishly,
trying to get the cock to cum. I
pulled my camera out again to
capture what I expected was about
to happen.

Debbie was staring at the cock so

she was completely oblivious to my
holding the small camera at the side
of her face as she began to move her
mouth closer.

"Go on babe, we'll never see the guy

again," I chuckled.

The 9 inch cock had grown because

of my wife jacking on it to close to 11
or 12 inches. It was probably a little
bigger around than mine, but it was
clearly much longer.

As she leaned closer to the cock her

mouth slowly opened. At first, she
kind of kissed the head of the cock.
Then, leaning forward, she quickly
sucked the head into her mouth.

I heard the guy moan through the

wall and watched his cock quickly
become rigid. It seemed to stay
about as long as it was, but it was
quickly rock hard.

With my free hand, I pressed against

the back of my wife's head and with
my camera; I captured the view of it
going deeper into her mouth.

There was a slight pause as the cock

reached the opening to her throat. I
pressed more firmly and it popped
into her throat and continued until
her face was up against the glory
hole opening.

The guy moaned and I heard him

tapping rapidly on the wall. I stopped
pressing on the back of Debbie's
head and continued recording video
as she began moving back and forth
on the cock. Both of her hands were
flat on the wall and she was using
her mouth to jack him off.

Suddenly she froze with the cock still

in her mouth. One of her hands
dropped to her wet cunt and she
began finger fucking herself. I heard
her muffled "Aaaiiiiyeeeeeeeeee," as
she felt the cock in her mouth
explode.

The sounds of her gulping his cum,

filled the room. This went on for
some time. Then apparently the
black guy staggered backwards and
his cock popped out of my wife's
sucking mouth.

I shut off the camera and put it back

in my pocket.

Debbie fell backwards against the

bench gasping for breath and
coughing.

"I c-c-can't believe I d-d-did that,"

she stuttered through her gasps.

"Did he cum in your mouth?" I asked

as she was gasping for breath.

"Yes," was all she could squeak out

between gasps.

"And you swallowed it?" I asked

naively, like I had not heard her
gulping.

"Yes," she gasped. "It s-s-surprised

m-m-me, a-a-and I didn't know what
else to d-d-do," she whimpered
meekly.

"We need to go," she declared as she

reached for her blouse to put it back
on.
She stood up and pulled her skirt
down, then began buttoning her
blouse.

"Ok, sure babe, we can go. Hey I am

not mad or anything, I mean if he
surprised you, hell I can understand
why you swallowed. I mean it's not
like you had time to do anything
else," I added.

"R-r-really, you're not mad at me,"

she whimpered as she finished
buttoning her blouse most of the
way up.

"Hell no babe, I mean what choice

did you have? It looked to me like he
would never get hard, then all of a
sudden, boom he shoots cum in your
mouth."

"Of course, you did deep throat him,

and that always does it for me," I
chuckled.

"You pushed my head," she

bellowed.

"Again, I was just trying to see and I

guess I leaned against you a little
too much," I lied.

She swatted at me "I drank way too

much tonight," she slurred as she
moved toward the door.

"Wine, or cum," I laughed. This got

me another swat.

There were a couple of guys in the

darkened hallway and I nudged
Debbie ahead of me toward the main
room. As she passed the guys, they
boldly reached and cupped her
boobs giving them a squeeze as she
passed.
She said nothing, and neither did I.