by Lainey Fox
Smith turned to Darren and sighed. “Well,” Smith said. “I guess it’s only fair you cum too. In her cunt please.”
Darren returned to his previous place behind Julia but did as he was told and inserted himself into her pussy instead of her ass this time. The coating of Bret’s cum made the entrance of Darren’s larger cock effortless.
“Don’t take too long Darren,” Smith instructed. “I don’t like waiting.”
Darren followed Smith’s instructions, just as the women and everyone seemed to do. He took long quick strokes, his hips slamming into Julia’s ass with each one. Christian was Darren wouldn’t last long and knew that Edward was on the verge of cumming. Julia’s expert lips were doing their job and Edward’s legs began to buckle. She wrapped her slender fingers around Edward’s sack and focused her attention on the head of his about to burst cock. His arms were motionless at his side and his body was limp. Christian knew when Edward came as Julia’s head went still while she gobbled up the ropes of cum shooting from Edward’s satisfied tool.
“Sorry Darren,” Smith said as a spent Edward slinked away. “You are taking too long back here. You’ll have to settle with her other side.”
Making the most of his last moments, Darren attacked Julia’s cunt with determination. Before Smith could make his way across the hot tub Darren was able to push himself to orgasm. He pulled Julia’s hips in towards himself on his last thrust and moaned to the heavens above. As Darren came, Smith laughed heartily and slapped him on the back.
“Well done,” Smith said. “Now leave me with her.”
Darren withdrew and removed himself from the room. Julia was now alone with Smith in the hot tub as Christian watched; just as he always did. Smith returned his attention to Julia’s ass. He rubbed the tip of his mass against her unspoiled hole.
“I… I can’t,” Julia murmured.
“You can,” Smith said as more of a command than reassurance.
Mr. Smith plunged his length into Julia’s pussy for a single stroke, lubricating himself with the other two men’s cum. He then placed himself at her puckered hole and began penetrating Julia’s ass with more meat than Julia thought she could handle. She moaned and squirmed against the slow advance, her muscles stretching to accommodate Smith’s package. Christian watched with intensity, knowing his wife must be in pain but still furiously stroking himself regardless. Julia collapsed across the edge of the hot tub, her body convulsing in her first orgasm. She moaned and cooed, egging Smith on.
Once he was inside Julia, her stimulated body quickly adjusted to and accepted the size. Each stroke became easier and more pleasurable than the last. Julia’s moans from her first orgasm transitioned into a scream for her second and simple silence for the third as her eyes fluttered closed. Smith either didn’t notice or didn’t care when the woman he was fucking came. His rhythm was unwavering. Christian guessed that his wife was on her fifth orgasm with the billionaire finally finished. His orgasm was abrupt; his rhythmic strokes suddenly stopped as he was completely within Julia. She smiled when Smith came, his cum filling whatever space in her ass that was not filled with cock.
As Smith got up to leave, he didn’t even look at Christian. Julia didn’t move and was left laying across the edge of the hot tub. Christian approached his wife from behind, just as the other men had done. However he wasn’t going to fuck her as they did. He knew his job. Christian stripped away his clothes down to his underwear and climbed into the warm waters. He knelt behind his wife and ran his fingers through the cum dripping from her holes. He took a deep breath, taking in the scent of her sex before dipping his tongue into the mixture of cum. She tasted of pure lust. Christian’s tongue darted across Julia’s lips lapping up the remains of the deeds she had performed. Julia responded to her husband’s actions, moaning and pressing herself against his rough tongue.
Seeing Julia’s reaction, Christian doubled his efforts and spent a few moments after each swallow of cum to tease her clit. Just as he was lapping up the last few remnants of the men’s cum from her pussy, Julia came. Christian stationed his tongue on her clit as her pussy contracted in the first orgasm her husband had caused in weeks. Christian basked in the taste and smell of his wife’s orgasm. His own cock was rock hard and without even touching himself Christian erupted. His runny cum splashed into the hot tub and dissipated in the bubbling water.
The butler suddenly arrived and put down an envelope on the table next to the hot tub. They both knew what was in the envelope, and didn’t rush to open the package. Christian smiled, because he knew that life would be taken care of for the rest of the year. Julia slinked down into the water in front of her husband. He bent down kissing her head and stroked her wet hair. She looked up at him with adoring eyes and knew that love and intimacy are truly priceless.
Her Husband Watches -
The Professor’s Hot Wife
Book 1 of Her Husband Watches – The Professor’s Hot Wife
By Lainey Fox
Copyright © 2016 by Laney Fox
& Scarlet Lantern Publishing
All rights reserved.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
This book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language.
All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.
Chapter 1
The large, empty classroom had grown silent. Only minutes ago, it had been full of students, all watching the board and trying to follow along with the professor, who was now grading papers. He took a deep breath and appreciated the peace of being alone at his desk after explaining the process behind complex equations with a bunch of grad students. The only sound that could be heard in the room was the ticking of the clock near his desk and the scribbling of his red pen on exam papers. The aging professor set one of the small notebooks to the side of his table and picked up another. He was in his 40s and certainly looked his age. As he read over his student's answers, a knock was heard at his door and it cracked open. A young, female student poked their head inside, seeing if he was in.
“Dr. Walker? I have a question about the assignment,” she asked.
“You should have asked during class, then,” the professor muttered in response.
“I'm sorry, it'll only take a minute.”
These types of interruptions were common, which made his work take longer than he liked. He spent the next twenty minutes helping the young blond to understand the assignment better. Dr. Walker all but ignored the cleavage she put on display as she leaned over his desk. He just wanted to return to his own work.
He had just finished grading the last paper when he heard another knock on his door. With an exasperated sigh he called them in, expecting to find another of his students. Instead, it was Dr. Johannes, a younger man in his late 20s who was also in the Mathematics department with him.
“Oh, Henry, I thought you might have been a student,” he spoke, relieved.
Dr. Johannes gave a bewildered look, “At this hour? I think they've all left by now.”
“Not when they take my class. They're always asking me questions, if not here, then in my email,” he said, placing his belongings in his briefcase.
“They rely on your knowledge, Daniel. You've been with the university for over a decade, now.”
Daniel gave a wry smile to his colleague, “Did you just come here to call me old, Henry?” he asked amusingly.
Henry chuckled, “No, I came here to tell you about an opportunity that just came up and I think you might be interested.”
“Oh?” Daniel replied as he stopped packing his things together and sat back in his chair. His friend sat half-way on the edge of his desk, as if to pass along a secret.
“I just found out Dr. Gentry is having his retirement ceremony in two weeks.”
That was certainly news, but Daniel didn't think it was amazing news. “Is he? He's been here almost 40 years. I thought he would have died first.”
Dr. Johannes chuckled, “What I'm saying is, now that he's retiring there will likely be a tenured position open.”
Now that was certainly big news. Daniel had been with the university for a very long time, certainly longer than any of his associates. This was his opportunity to make an impression and maybe, they would give him that tenured position. It would mean a guaranteed salary for life, a bigger paycheck and he could contribute directly to his field. It would mean an overall better career for him. It was an opportunity he didn't want to miss.
“That would set someone like me up for a lifetime. And you thought to share this information with me?” Daniel asked, curious.
“As I said, a lot of people respect you. Even me.” his colleague admitted. “If anyone deserves a tenured position, it's you, my friend.”
Daniel thanked his colleague and put on his blazer before leaving the classroom. As he made his way to his car, he imagined all the benefits that would come with having a tenured position. Of course, there would be better pay, but he may get his own office, more time to work on his research, even a certain level of respectability among the rest of the staff. Daniel smiled to himself and imagined how his wife would take the news. As he entered his Corolla, he thought about who was on the tenure committee and wondered who he would have to butter up to, to give himself a good chance at being chosen.
Chapter 2
Daniel pulled into the driveway of his suburban home which was only a few miles from the university. He grabbed his briefcase, bringing it inside with him. His house was quite nice, reflecting his already respectable position. His grass and garden were well maintained, his house looked almost brand new and he lived in a upscale neighborhood. As he approached his door, the sun had just set over the horizon, leaving the sky looking red and pink as the night sky came over. Daniel unlocked his door and went inside.
“Ava?” he called out as he closed the door behind him. The inside of his home was nicely decorated as well and always felt warm and inviting.
“Ava, honey?” he called out again.
“I'm in the kitchen.” Daniel heard her reply. He set his things next to the hallway and made his way to he kitchen. When he stepped into the doorway he saw her. His wife was gorgeous, tall with long red hair and a body that was made for loving. They had been married for seven years and Daniel could hardly believe she agreed to marry him at all. She was wearing one of her favorite nice, black dresses as she prepared a meal. Daniel loved the smell and sat down at the table.
Ava had made a delicious-looking roast with some potatoes and carrots. She didn't have a job herself and spent most of her time at home. Luckily, she also had a social life with her own friends, a book club and small projects to take up her time. She smiled to Daniel as she set his plate of food in front of him. She was certainly the light of his life and could always make him feel like a real man, but she also had her own expectations from him, as well.
After a short silence during dinner, Daniel thought he would bring up the news, “An opening for tenure just opened up at the university today.”
“Oh really?” she responded, not looking up from her meal. “Any idea who's going to get it?”
Daniel paused a moment. “Well I was thinking I would apply for the position.”
Ava looked up at him a moment, then back down again before speaking. “Do you think they'll give it to you?”
Daniel beamed, “I already have some support in my department and the Vice-President is already a good friend of mine.”
“So there's a good chance?”
“Well, if I want to get tenure, I'll still need the approval of the President of the university, Dr. Davis. He's going to be the challenge.”
“Sweety, that's great news, but you're going to need to really make an impression if you want to get tenure. You can't be timid this time, Dan.” Ava lectured.
“I know.”
“Do you? Because you've had opportunities to move up before, but you always end up shying out when you're challenged.”
Her words cut him, but this wasn't the first time she had talked down to him like this. Ava tended to be hard on him because she wanted to have more out of life as well. She had aspirations of a nicer house, inviting friends over to house parties and driving a nicer car. The only way she would be able to have any of that was for Daniel to be more successful. So she pushed him and he knew that she was pushing him.
The conversation continued on this way all throughout dinner and Daniel started feeling discouraged. Ava continued to remind him of all the times he didn't try harder, or take more risks. Although he didn't like the way his wife talked him down, he knew she was right and he told himself that this time he was going to make it happen. He was going to make her happy and prove that he could get the things he wanted. After dinner, Daniel sat on his recliner in the living room, trying to enjoy the glass of wine he had poured for himself. He needed a few minutes to himself to decompress and relieve the stress of the day.
He watched the news on the television; they were replaying the events of a football game that had aired just the day before. Daniel wasn't much into football, or many sports at all, but he was an academic after all. Thanks to his wife, all Daniel could do right now was wonder what he was going to say to President Davis to convince him he was deserving of tenure. All he had going for him was his time at the university, but he needed more of an argument than that. The thoughts weighed heavy on him, but he was suddenly distracted by the smell of perfume and the clicking of heels.
A hand came around him and took the glass of wine from his hand. Red hair fell over his shoulder and he felt kisses on his neck. His wife did this sometimes to seduce him, especially when he brought home big news. Ava came around in front of him and Daniel looked her up and down. She wore black stilettos with his favorite black, lacy lingerie and stockings that always made his blood hot. It all accented her slender body, her smooth, gorgeous skin and the way her red hair draped over her shoulder and onto her perfect breasts.
She finished off his wine in a long swig and set it on the small table next to his recliner. She grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him up, leading him to the bedroom like a dominant mistress. Daniel didn't care; he was too hot for his wife to complain, so he followed her like the submissive husband. With each stop his cock grew harder in his pants. As they reached the bedroom, Ava pulled Daniel in front of her before pushing him onto the bed. He landed on his back and laid on the bed as Ava climbed over him. She unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off of him.
Daniel was getting excited, enjoying the occasions when she became a dominating mistress. He tried to slide his hands over her thighs, but Ava grabbed them and held them down at his sides. She was taking control and Daniel had not choice but to submit to the process. She scooted up his body and straddled the lower part of his face. Daniel could immediately pick up the scent of her womanhood getting wet for him. She then pulled the small piece of fabric of her panties to the side and looked at Daniel straight in the eyes with a demanding look as she spoke.
“Lick it,” she commanded.
Exhaling with excitement, Daniel did as he was told. He extended his tongue, sliding it up her slit to her waiting clitoris. He could already taste her, her juices laid on his tongue and tasted of a mix between zesty and sweet. It was like ambrosia for Daniel and he licked again, wanting to please his wife. She started to purr a little and ever so slightly adjusted her hips in response. Daniel tried his best to move his tongue all around her clit and soon she began to grind her hips a little on his face.
Daniel assumed his wife was happy with his efforts as she reached behind her and slit her hand into his pants; grabbing his erect member. He stiffened to her touch and his hips became restless as she gently gripped him and stroked. He subconsciously felt like thrusting into her hand, wanting more, but knew better and just t
ried to lay still. One thing he had learned about Ava was that it was better to let her do as she pleased when she was the one in control. He wanted so badly to reach up and touch her body, but he knew she wouldn't be happy if he did.
After a few more moments of pleasing his wife, Ava took Daniel's hand and placed it on her own breast. Daniel groped it eagerly, massaging it, but not too hard. He didn't want to get too excited and make it less pleasurable for her. She seemed to like it and gripped his manhood a bit more firmly and stroked a bit faster. Daniel was loving the attention and grunted a bit as he continued to lick his wife's pussy. It didn't take long before Ava wanted something more from him.
She climbed off her husband's face and pulled his trousers and boxers off. He was laying there with nothing on but his socks. Ava took off her black lacy bra and panties, but kept her stockings on. It always excited Dan to no end to see his wife bare it all for him and look at him like the sexual goddess that she was. She climbed back on top of him and leaned down to kiss him as she positioned herself over his erect manhood, stroking it and holding it up so the head was against her hot opening.
