Wifely Duties Omnibus: Collecting books 1-6

by PT Winters

  At the end of the day, as the men were packing up their tools on the porch, Billy worked up the nerve to ask a question. “I saw something I was a bit odd. Mr. and Mrs. Baxter were doing it in their backyard. Is that normal?”

  “Well Billy, first of all you shouldn't be watching your neighbors like that. But second of all, yes that sort of thing is very normal between a husband and wife.” Raine explained. He considered something for a moment more, then called out to his wife, “Hey Sky? Sky?”

  “No, don’t…” Billy tried to object, not wanting to have such an embarrassing conversation with a beautiful woman.

  “What’s up?” The buxom woman asked as she opened up the screen door and joined them on the porch.

  “Billy here is asking if it’s normal for husbands and wives to do it. That is, have sex.” Raine explained.

  “Of course. Raine and I make love regularly.” Sky admitted freely. “What makes you think it isn’t normal?”

  Billy had a hard time keeping eye contact with Sky. He very much wanted to look away, but didn’t trust himself, fearing if he did he’d look at her chest or legs.

  “The thing is… I mean, I saw them doing it last week, but yesterday I saw…” Billy wasn’t sure how to put it. “Well, Mr. Baxter was spanking Mrs. Baxter on their back deck, and then Mrs. Baxter, she… she put his penis in her mouth.”

  “Oh.” Sky responded.

  “Yeah, okay, I can see why you’re confused.” Raine sighed. He was pretty open about anything, but oral sex was a bit of a sore spot with Sky. Her disdain for the act was frustrating to him, but even more so was the speech that went with any conversation about it.

  “We live in a patriarchal society Billy. And sometimes…” Sky started, “Sometimes men take things a little too far. When pleasure is mixed with a power dynamics, women come out being treated unfairly.”

  Billy didn’t follow most of what she was saying, and asked, “So it’s not normal?”

  “It’s not not normal.” Raine told him, trying to prevent his wife from going into a longer diatribe. “Look man, the way I see it, what goes on between a husband and a wife, is between a husband and a wife.”

  Sky shook her head, clearly disagreeing with Raine’s statements but understanding that now was not the time to get into gender politics.

  “And the people watching, I guess.” Billy added.

  “Wait, what?” Sky asked.

  “Mr. and Mrs. Smith were there, and another couple. They watched while the Baxter’s were, y’know.” Billy still couldn’t say anything specific in front of Sky.

  “Well, I don’t know what to say to that.” Sky said.

  “I guess what we’re trying to say is that this sex stuff is just as confusing for adults as it is for you.” Raine told Billy. “Or rather, you’re an adult now too, and it’s time to learn that it doesn’t get any less confusing.”

  “Really? So it’s always going to be like this? I am always going to…” Billy put his head down, embarrassed by what he was about say, “....ache, down there?”

  Sky and Raine looked down to Billy’s pants. The crotch was tenting from his stiff erection. Sky had to stifle a laugh.

  “No man, that’s just your body reacting to seeing all that exciting stuff. You just need to take care of it. Then the aching will go away.” Raine try to comfort him.

  “Take care of it?” Billy was even more confused.

  “Honey, I don’t think Billy here has ever, ahem, taken care of it.” Sky said, having figured out that Billy had never masturbated, at least not to completion.

  “Whoa man. You’re 21 and you’ve never...like ever?” Raine asked.

  “Mother said it was evil. And that it would make me go blind.” Billy said, still not looking up. “I...I almost did the other night, but...:”

  “That’s so not cool. What your mother said, I mean. Billy, it’s totally normal. Healthy even.” Raine reassured him. “If it helps, I’ll tell you that I do it, masturbate I mean.”

  “You do?” Billy couldn’t believe someone would admit that.

  “So do I.” Sky added. “Sometime we do it at the same time. Its called mutual masturbation.”

  Billy’s cock throbbed at the thought of Sky masturbating. He didn't even realize women did that!

  “Would you like to try it?” Raine suggested, “Maybe I’ll head inside and you and Sky can take care of things?”

  “Um, I’m not sure that’s appropriate honey,” Sky told her husband.

  Raine walked over to Sky and turned her away from Billy. Whispering, he said, “Look, I’m not suggesting you touch him or anything, but his parents have messed him up but good. Just help him out. Encourage him to jerk off a little.”

  “Raine, he’s just a kid.” she countered.

  “He’s 21, which is older than you and I were when we were doing a lot more in the back of my car.” he told her.

  “Raine, I’m not a prostitute.” she told him in no uncertain terms.

  “Of course not.” Raine agreed, “I’m just saying maybe you show the guy a little, i dunno, love. For free.”

  “And you’d be okay with that?” she asked.

  “Please, I know men stare are you all the time. I’m cool. He’s a good kid, so flirt with him a little bit, show him a little skin like you were earlier and get him to squirt. 10 minutes tops. Think of it as an all natural medicinal remedy.”

  “I dunno.” She said, still unconvinced.

  “What the alternative? Leave him return to a place he can't even relieve himself in? Where his only sexual experience is watching a man spanking a woman? What kind of message does that send to him?”

  “Yeah, Okay, I see your point.” she relented, and turned back to Billy. “Billy, sweetie? Would like me to help you out? Maybe we can get rid of that aching for you?”

  Billy was terribly embarrassed, but the idea of Mrs. Orion helping him out was like a dream come true. She was prettier than Mrs. Baxter. “Yes please.”

  Raine smiled at his wife, gave her a peck on the cheek and headed back out the sidewalk, to work on the gate that still needed to be put up.

  Sky slide down to the floor of the porch, where Billy was sitting, his back to the street. “Okay Billy.” she smiled awkwardly. “Let’s take a look at what we’re dealing with, okay?”

  Billy nodded but didn’t move.

  “Have you ever shown your penis to a woman before?” She asked. He shook his head, no. “Well than I bet you’re worried about what I’ll think when I see it. Is that it?” He nodded his head, yes.

  “If I admit something to you, do you promise to not tell anyone else?” she asked, placing a hand on his knee. He looked up at her, his cock throbbing in the confines of his pants. “I like penises. I like them a whole lot. Will you show me yours? Please?”

  Billy still didn’t move, so Sky slid her hand up his leg to his belt, moving his hands out of the way. She undid it, and then the button on his pants and the slowly unzipped his fly. His cock popped out the front of his pants.

  “Oh my!” Sky exclaimed. Billy’s hands shot back to his crotch, covering his hard erection. “No, no, don’t cover it up. It’s lovely. Oh my, it’s so lovely.”

  She took hold of his hands and moved them out of the way. “Yes, that’s such a nice cock.”

  Billy smiled, proud. He had never gotten a compliment about his penis before. The few times his parents had come close to bringing up the subject of sex with him was to imply it was disgusting and a penis was a dirty, filthy thing. To hear such a pretty lady say such a nice thing about his thing was unexpected.

  “Now Billy, take hold of your cock and…” She waited for him, but his hands didn't move. “Billy, you have to touch your penis if this is going to work, dear.”

  “I can't. My dad says it's a sin and sinners go to hell.” Billy told her. The conviction in his voice clear, she wasn't going to change his mind. Raine had been right, his parents really did do a number on him.

  “Then why on earth did y
ou agree to let me help?” She asked, confused.

  “You said you could help stop the aching. Please ma’am, it aches so bad.” He pleaded, not knowing what the solution was.

  “But, I can't…” Sky looked around, Raine was at the far end of the front yard, on the other side of their new fence, busy putting hinges on a plank of wood. “I mean, I could but…”

  “Please. I'll do anything but that to make the aching go away. Just tell me what to do.”

  Sky looked at the young man sitting before her. He was so innocent and naive. She couldn't just leave him in pain. As much as she was reluctant to, she knew what she had to do. She reached out, wrapped her hand around his shaft and squeezed his cock firmly. “You just have to sit back and enjoy this okay?”

  Sky began slowly pumping his cock, her hand stroking up and down the length of his shaft. “Does that feel better?”

  “Yuh-yeah.” Billy stammered. “Much… Better.”

  “When did this aching start?” She asked, her hand still masturbating him. “When you saw the Baxters doing it?”

  “I saw...them...before, ugh.” Billy was having trouble talking as he enjoyed the feeling of a woman touching his dick for the first time. “But the aching...didn’t start... until last … night.”

  “Hmmm.” Sky shifted so she was sitting on her heels directly in front of him. She took hold of his cock with her other hand, and continued pumping. “What did you see last night then?”

  “Mr. Baxter… Hitting Mrs. Baxter’s bum. He just kept spanking her, it was so red.” He managed.

  “Is that what you like Billy? That's not good. You don't want to be turned on by a man exerting control over a woman, do you?” she challenged him. He wasn't sure what to say. Mrs. Baxter had a really nice backside, and he had enjoyed looking at it quite nicely. His mind wandered away from the beautiful woman stroking his cock to the memory of Mrs Baxter’s bare bottom.

  “Billy?” Sky tried to get him to answer the question. The last she wanted was for him to associate pleasure with thoughts of dominating women.

  “No, not really. I liked the next part. When she… She put his penis in her mouth.” Billy admitted.

  “Billy! We talked about this! A women putting a cock, I mean a penis in her mouth is surrendering to a man,” she explained, even as she continued to jack him off. “It's a humiliating display of the worst of patriarchal behaviour.”

  Her hand sped up, as she passionately continued her point. “Having a woman put her lips around a penis isn't about pleasure, it's about subjection. It's about men controlling women.”

  Her hand tightened as she stoked. He could feel something building. He wasn't sure what it was, but it was definitely building inside him.

  “Do you think that is how women should be treated? Do you want that from me?” He looked at her face, she was probably the prettiest woman he had ever seen in real life. “Are you saying you'd like me to submit to you? That you would put your dick between my lips? Is that what you’re saying?”

  He looked at her lips. They were plump and full. If he was ever to have a woman’s lips around his cock, it was lips exactly like hers that he hoped for. The contradiction of focusing on her luscious lips, imagining the tip of his cock pushing them apart and sliding his shaft down her throat at the very same time she was saying “I certainly hope you don't want me to put my lips around your cock” was too much. Billy’s cock exploded.

  “OH GOD!” he yelled loudly.

  Cum shot out the tip of his dick, through the air and onto Sky’s chest. Before she had registered what had happened, his cock shot again. And again. The build up that had been held inside him for so long came out with the speed and volume that only a young man is capable of. Within seconds her top was drenched in cum.

  “I'm sorry!” Billy cried out, horrified by what he had done. “I'm so sorry.”

  “Shhhh, shhh.” Sky shushed him, her hand still wrapped around his cock, continuing to milk him. She knew he hadn’t intended to spray her, and she needed him to be quiet. It had been foolish for her to have done what she just did, and just plain dumb to have done it outside. The latticework of the porch offered decent privacy, but it wouldn’t take much for someone to walk up and see them. “It's okay, happened a little sooner than I was expecting, but it's okay. Let's just make sure we got everything out.”

  Once it was clear he was completely drained, she stood up and headed back inside. Billy pulled his pants back on, and as Raine wandered up the walkway, having heard him cry out in pleasure.

  “Feeling better?” Raine asked, smirking. Billy nodded, yes. “Why don't you head home now, swing by tomorrow and we’ll put up the gate and I'll pay you.”

  “Sure thing. Um, tell Mrs, I mean tell Sky I said thanks.” Billy said before heading out the door.

  A few minutes later, Sky reemerged with a kimono wrapped around her body, hiding her large breasts much better than her shirt had.

  “Billy head home?” she asked, wondering what if anything he had said to Raine.

  “Yeah, he was all flustered, just put himself back his pants, said to say thanks to you and shot out of here.” Raine told her.

  “Sweet kid.” She said, glad Billy hadn’t given any details. She was starting to second guess herself. He was an adult, but she still shouldn’t have touched him. Not like that.

  “Yeah, can't imagine being backed up for that long.” Raine said.

  “Probably because you've never been backed up for very long.” She said with a wink.

  “True.” He agreed as he approached his wife and gave her a kiss. “What's with the change of clothes?”

  “Billy finished with… More enthusiasm than I expected.” She admitted.

  “Wait, he shot his load onto you?” Raine was surprised.

  “Not on purpose, I was kneeling in front of him when…” She started.

  “Kneeling? What happened to never surrendering to a man” Raine asked, half joking.

  “Ah, he was just a kid, and he needed a bit more help. It's not like his intent was to belittle me.” She told him. She wasn't sure if she should admit she had given Billy a handjob. Raine was pretty understanding, but even he might not be that understanding. She decided not to say anything.

  “So lady love, what are the chances of me getting a bit of your free love?” he asked, making a mental note to remember that phrase. It was pretty catchy, maybe he would write it into one of his songs.

  “Maybe. Why don’t we head inside and see what happens?” she said, teasing.

  “Maybe we don’t go inside at all.” he countered. “If the porch was good enough for Billy…”

  “Uhhmmm, I don’t think that’s…” She started to object, but he reached out and put his hand on her arm.

  “Come on, it’ll be exciting. Like when we were his age.”

  Sky smiled at the memory. They had some pretty adventurous sex when they were younger. He sensed her change in mood, and decided to make his move. He undid his fly, pulling out his cock. “Go on, give it a kiss.”

  “What? No!” she shrieked. She had, of course, gone down on him when they had be younger, but ever since she had read a book called “The Second Sex” she had decided that she needed to make every effort to ensure women were finished with being treated unfairly. He had supported her, he really did believe that a husband and wife were equal partners, but as it turned out she saw a woman getting on her knees to perform fellatio was an act of servitude, and one she couldn’t abide by. “Why would you even suggest that?”

  “Because I liked it when you used to do that!” he told her. “Back before everything was political, when we were just two people in love, not representatives for the rest of our genders!”

  “But we are! What we choose to do has further implications for the rest of society!” She argued. “We need to be better than the bourgeoisie, show them we’re not the mindless proletariat they want us to be!”

  “Sky, what the fuck are you talking about? I mean, you say we're not m
indless drones, that we’re not like everyone else, but we got married, we bought this house, you have me putting up a white picket fence for christ’s sake.”

  “So you want me to pleasure you? I’m just here for your enjoyment?” She asked, offended. “Is that it?”

  “Of course not. I'm just saying that wives do things for their husbands. It's not part of some sort of patriarchal plot, it's a just something that feels nice.”