On Friday, when she saw Steve for the third time, Emma had been sitting on the floor while he rubbed her hair and they were talking about life and she mentioned that Jeff was struggling.
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Steve asked if she was still sucking Jeff’s dick, and she said “no, I don’t think I’ll do that again.” Steve said “oooph that’s rough,” and looked thoughtful, as if suddenly aware how hard this must be for Jeff. After a minute, he asked “are you sure you want to do this?”
Emma laughed, and said she was. “I need it, actually.” Steve smiled and said, “then I think Jeff is just going to have to learn to like it.”
He pulled Emma into his lap, and she slid onto him and before long she was bouncing on his cock and Steve told her what a perfect needy little slut she was.
When Emma got home, Jeff had the kids asleep and was waiting for her. He’d drawn her a bath and said they needed to talk. He said he was happy she found someone but he needed more. Emma pointed out that they spent the entire week together, including taking a walk on Saturday while the kids were with his mother. Jeff looked down and said that wasn’t it, he needed sex.
It looked like it hurt him to admit it. He had always just expected sex — well, what he really expected was a blowjob — whenever he was horny, and he never put much effort into making it good. But he said he had never been more attracted to her, and he just didn’t understand why she wouldn’t do it like she used to.
“I think you know why.”
Emma said it as gently as she could. Then she added, more maliciously, “you know, you wanted to have sex with someone else first.”
She stood up and pulled off her dress and undid the black lacy bra she’d bought for Steve. She could see in the mirror that she looked good — her legs were toned and her ass, visible in the thong Steve told her to wear, looked more rounded than before she had kids. Her tits were small but her stomach was flat and her skin smooth. It was better than most 38 year-old men should expect.
“I never asked — did you stop being attracted to me.”
She was turned away fell him, craning her neck to look at her ass in the mirror.
“No Emma.”
“I wasn’t submissive enough for you? Like that girl — goodgirl something? The one whose messages I found?”
“That didn’t work. I didn’t know you wanted that, okay?”
She turned to face him and Jeff looked like a little forlorn puppy sitting on the edge of the bed. Emma felt, for the first time since his attempted affair, the tiniest spark of sexual interest in him.
“Lay down.”
He did so eagerly, his legs spread in the same posture he used to have when he wanted a blowjob. She climbed beside him, and watched as he unbuckled his pants.
“Do you want to eat me out?”
“Fuck. Yes.”
He seemed to mean it, which amused Emma. She’d sucked Jeff’s dick hundreds of times but he had eaten her out maybe once every few months. If that?
She pulled her thong off and knelt next to his face. She spit in her hand and started rubbing his cock a little.
“You should know something.”
He said nothing, waiting for her to complete her thought.
“Steve came inside me.”
She studied his face, and felt the tiniest bit bad as he bit his lower lip, like he was trying to control his temper. He gritted his teeth, as if trying to swallow whatever he planned to say.
She arched her eyebrow, as if to say are we doing this or not.
He shook his head no.
“It’s okay. I orgasmed earlier.” She stopped stroking his cock and slid to get off the bed.
“Emma.”
“You don’t have to, Jeff.”
“I will. Just keep touching it.”
His voice was heavy with emotion, and Emma wanted to console him a little. She put one leg on each side of his head, smiled at him, and put her hand on his cheek.
“I still love you, you know.”
She then lowered her pussy onto his mouth. He’d never been especially good at this — she doubt he had really tried to learn how — but that wasn’t she was thinking about now. What she was thinking about was that she could feel his tongue against her lips and brushing inside her opening.
Emma hadn’t checked herself, but Steve came inside her about 40 minutes ago and she knew that semen usually started to leak out of her, in little white droplets, after twenty minutes or so. She wondered if Jeff could taste it, and if so, what it was costing him.
Jeff had always cared — a lot — that she swallowed his cum. He’d ask to see it in her mouth, and when she’d open her mouth to show him it was gone, it was like he got all puffed up and proud.
She wondered what he felt like now.
“You’re doing great. Does it taste good?”
She left it vague as to whether she meant her pussy or Steve’s cum. Jeff murmured yes, and she kept jerking his cock until she could feel his warm cum dribble, then spurt onto her hand.
Jeff stopped licking her then, and Emma slipped off him. She went to the bathroom and washed her hands before climbing into bed, curling up next to Jeff and falling asleep.