1. The Request - Part II


    Date: 7/6/2016, Categories: Oral Sex / Blowjob, Author: Kenny50, Source: LushStories

    Making a pitcher of Scotch on the rocks, I went to get things ready for Monday morning. It must have been the combination of Scotch, the stress of the report and late hour that put me to sleep. I did not even remember when I laid down on the couch. Waking up with drool on my beard, I heard my cell phone telling me I had another text. “Please don’t be upset, I am so sorry it is so late. I was having such a good time hearing family stories the time got away from me. James is too drunk to drive. His brother will be bringing me home. We will be there in about forty minutes. I love you Sweetheart.” I responded with: “I love you more. If the brother is drunk, I will come and get you.” “He does not drink,” she said hanging up quickly. Di had gone to a family reunion of James’. James was one of our contract labors, hired for projects on the house. Also, over time, he had become a friend of the family. I half-heartily agreed it was okay for Di to be James’ date for the family reunion barbecue. Now, things were gotten out of control. Looking at the red LED’s of the clock, I hit the roof. Hell, it is almost six in the morning. I never heard of an all-night family reunion. I could kick my ass for not getting the address of the reunion. When it was ten last night, I should have gone and got her. I needed to be at the office by nine. I took a quick shower and dried my hair while the Mr. Coffee was making a pot of coffee. Once again, my mind showed me images of James fucking my wife. And ...
    once again the images made me horny. I shook the thoughts out of head. It was a ridiculous thought - Di was not one to hop into the sack with someone else. I called my secretary, telling her to check her email, find the report I had emailed, then to print it out and assemble it in a presentation folder for our CEO, Jerry. And I would be late getting to the office. It was around seven when they pulled into the drive. I was mad as hell. I wanted to kick someone’s ass about the time, this was not what I had agreed to. His brother was the first at the door. While he was trying to make excuses for being so late, my temper spilled over. "Tell James, I am mad as hell about this, and I need time to think." Not waiting for a reply, I slammed the door shut. Dianne had rushed pass us during the conversation. I could only recall briefly what she was wearing. Not at all like her to wear a silk beige blouse styled with single button holding it together and a short black pleated shirt to a family get-together. Turning away from the slammed door, I heard Dianne calling to me. “Honey, I am so horny, please come fuck me.” My anger somewhat passed for the moment. I went upstairs, undressing along the way. She was in our bedroom, which we keep rather dark and cool to make day time sleeping easier on week-ends. Lying next to her, I touched her soft face. She smelled of stale tobacco smoke and alcohol. She gave me a very passionate kiss. She had bad breath. Taking my face in her hands she quickly ...
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