Sounds easy enough. I walked over to the side of the bed Ian was on and bent at the waist to give him the kiss I’d wanted to since seeing him spread out, waiting for me. I teased his lips with my tongue until he finally separated them, granting me access. I slipped my tongue into his mouth as I glided a leg over his hips and ground my hips down on the erection pressing against me through his boxers. Running my hands up his chest, I grasped onto the back of his neck as I carefully -and not quite as gracefully as I’d hoped for- rolled us over so I was on the bottom with him between my thighs looking down at me.
“Ian, get me naked,” I moaned as he thrust his hips, rubbing his erection against me. The smile that perked up one side of his mouth told me all the naughty things flowing through his mind right then. Leaning back, he quickly unbuttoned the front of the dress, leaving drugging kisses where each button had been, making his way down my body until he came to the top of the lacy panties I’d worn specifically for him.
“Mmm. These are just for me, aren’t they?” Ian murmured, his hot breath sliding over my damp, eager entrance. “You look absolutely beautiful in them. Too bad they won’t be staying on.” Hooking a finger in either side of my panties, he yanked the silky material down my legs before throwing them over his shoulder. A low growl left his lips as he gazed down at my nude body. Taking a moment, he disguarded his boxers before crawling back between my thighs. Completely skipping the ache between my thighs, he lowered his face to my stomach leaving wet, warm kisses along my skin, moving upward. When he came to the center of my breasts, he pressed one hand under my back and attempted to unhook my bra. I giggled softly, sitting up and reaching back to undo it for him. It was one thing he’d never mastered even after all the time we’d been together. As I lay back down, he nipped at one of my already erect nipples while his hand cupped and massaged my other breast. One hand slipped between my thighs to lightly tease between my thighs, his erection pressed against me leg.
My back arched as a moan slipped from my lips at the blissful torture his mouth was causing. Dragging his lips from one to the other, he gave the opposite nipple the same pleasure. Just when I was about to beg for more, he pulled back and returned his mouth to mine. I felt him shift his weight and before I’d fully prepared for it, he plunged into me, filling me with one hard, swift thrust. I pulled back from his mouth to let out one loud, long moan. “Oh fuck, Ian.” I managed to whisper as my hands threaded into his hair.
“Yeah, you like it hard and fast, don’t you?” Ian groaned into my ear as he pounded into me. I wrapped my legs around his hips to encourage him when I heard a soft cough, which brought me out of my haze. My eyes snapped open to see John standing a few feet from the side of the bed. He smiled when I met his eyes. He slipped a small already lubed up toy into my hand and took a few more steps back from the bed as if to give us our privacy.
“Roll over.” I moaned to Ian, who didn’t seem to notice the quick exchange between John and I. With a grunt and one more hard thrust, Ian pulled out and rolled over. I quickly slipped down his body and took him in my mouth. I tasted the strong, tangy taste of myself on his penis, but I didn’t mind. As I licked around the head of his cock, I carefully moved the toy I’d kept hidden between his thighs. Turning it on, I ran the vibrating tip along the sensitive skin between his balls and anus. The instant the vibrating toy touched him, Ian’s back bowed and he moaned loudly. I felt his cock grow impossibly harder in my mouth, which only encouraged me to continue. Dipping downward, I gently pressed the toy into the tight, puckered hole there. My mouth sucked him deep while I pushed past the initial barrier. I glanced up to watch his face, making sure it wasn’t hurting him, but his hands fisted tightly in my hair. Sliding the toy in just a bit deeper before pulling it back then plunging it in deeper, I mimicked the movements with my mouth on Ian’s cock.
“Oh, shit!” Ian groaned loudly, bucking his hips over and over again without touching the bed. His come hit the back of my throat hard, spurt after spurt. Hands fisted in my hair, his entire body quivered underneath my mouth as he continued to come. Eventually he released my head and fell completely one hundred percent limp to the bed until I pulled the toy gently from him. He moaned softly and shivered before returning to his previous motionless state.
“I’ll take that,” John spoke softly from the foot of the bed. I handed him the toy, which he placed into a Ziploc bag then disappeared from my sight. After a moment of watching my husband, who appeared to be sleeping, I climbed off the bed and awkwardly approached John.
“Um, so…” I started not sure what to say since I wasn’t entirely sure what had happened. It was also the first time I had been completely naked in front of John without Ian awake and aware. Not that I was afraid of him, but it was just a bit awkward to talk to someone other than my husband while completely naked. It was different when John basically watched from afar or only interjected comments occasionally.
“That is what is called the man’s G-spot. And you did fabulous. I knew you would once you got over the initial shock of it.” John patted my shoulder with a hand but kept a good distance between us. “Why don’t you go cuddle up with him for a bit and finish what you started in a few hours? I’ll head out and let you two have some quiet time.”
“Thank you so much. Really. I don’t think I can say it enough.” I smiled shyly at him.
“It’s my job to help save marriages like yours. You were only missing one little thing. All I had to do was help remind you two of the love you have for each other both in bed and out.” John smiled before heading out the door. I climbed back into bed and did exactly as he said. After sleeping for a few hours, I woke up and with a smile on my face, I slide under the sheets to wake Ian up as well. We still had time for a good round of bed-shaking sex.
Chapter 7
Two weeks after my first experience with anal play, I got the kids ready and dolled myself in preparation to meet up with Tara for a lunch date. I dropped the kids off with my mother-in-law and got us a table in a corner at our favorite sandwich shop. As I looked over the menu, I thought I heard a familiar voice faint in the distance. Glancing around, my eyes finally landed on John sitting across the small restaurant with a couple across the booth from him.
He had both arms crossed on the table and was leaning forward, talking quietly to them. I gasped inaudibly, placing a hand over my mouth to cover my shock when I saw the man’s hand creepy up the woman’s thighs, sliding under her dress. Watching as her eyes closed and she bit down on her lip, I knew exactly what I was getting a glimpse at. John handed the man one of the cloth napkins with a few more murmured words and the man draped it over her lap giving them a tiny bit more privacy in a public place.
I couldn’t take my eyes away from the couple as the man kept pleasuring the woman. Seeing her breathing quicken, I felt myself getting turned on just from seeing such a private moment. Suddenly the woman reached up and pulled the man’s face to her own for what appeared to be a kiss, but I saw her legs tense and shiver as her orgasm washed over her.
“What are you looking at?” Tara asked, sitting across the table from me. I jumped and felt my entire face turn bright red at being caught, even though it wasn’t me that was actually doing anything.
“Um, nothing?” I cleared my throat and tried to discreetly fan my face.
“Oh my gosh. Now you really have to tell me what you were seeing,” Tara said looking around, trying to find what had caught my eye. The couple appeared to have switched roles with the woman pleasing the man, not that anyone would pick up on it. I knew John, and I’d gotten a glimpse at what was happening.
“Nothing. Really. Don’t mind me.” I shook my head and smiled at her. “It’s nice to see you again. It’s been a couple weeks.” I tried to change the subject.
“Yeah. You know, since you started seeing that doctor I recommended. You know I’m gonna grill you about the entire thing, right?” Tara leaned forward on the table, folding a leg underneath her.
“Here? I need a d
rink for that. Let’s get out of here and find somewhere that has hard alcohol.” I was trying my best to keep my eyes off the couple with John, but was finding it difficult since my eyes had a mind of their own and kept sneaking back to them.
“Wait. I know what has you blushing like a wild fire. John is here.” Tara laughed and slapped a hand on the table.
“Shh…” I grabbed her arm and shook my head quickly. “Don’t draw attention to us or him for that matter. Do you know how embarrassed I would be if that was Ian and I with John and another couple that he worked with came up to us?”
“Oh, I’m not going over there. I’ve seen him work before. It’s H-O-T to know what’s going on and no one else being aware that you do.” Tara fanned herself with her hand.
“You have???” I leaned forward on the table. “How come you didn’t tell me this before? You have to tell me more. What’s it like? Do you know him from his work or outside of it? He was very professional and didn’t share anything personal.”
“I’ll answer everything I can once you answer about how things are with you and Ian.” Tara smiled leaning back in her side of the booth.
“Fine. Fine. Things are great. Now spill.” I waved my hand through the air like it didn’t matter. Tara laughed at my eagerness.
“Interested in the good doc?” Tara wiggled her eyebrows and flicked her eyes towards John.
“No. Not at all. Just interested in how he gets it all to work. You know, personal life with a job like the one he does.” I shrugged. “Pure curiosity, I guess.”
“So tell me, has Ian stepped up and fucked you good?” Tara asked blowing off my comments.
“Yes. God yes. We only saw John a handful of times, but things are so radically different. I mean not just in bed, but everything. He helps around the house and with the kids so I’m not so tired by the time I fall into bed. Um, you know, so I have enough energy to have a good long session.” I rubbed the back of my neck.
“You are funny. So he helps so you have the energy to fuck all night. Excellent. That was the goal right?” Tara glanced over at John again, which after her last few comments was starting to make me wonder what their connection really was.
“Yes. I would recommend every couple have a session or two with him. We…” I leaned forward so I could whisper, “even play with toys now. We never did anything like that before.”
“Well, John has quiet the, uh, extensive knowledge in many areas of the bedroom. I’m just glad he could help you out.” Tara smiled, but shrugged. “He’s good at what he does.”
“Oh come on. Now you are holding back. How do you know him?” I grabbed her hand on the table and squeezed it.
“He is the brother of one of my friends. Apparently he isn’t shy to talk about what he does. Never sharing names of course. Discreet, but extremely effective. Oh, and sexy as fuck. I’ve tried to hook up with him so many times but he’s never accepted.” Tara sighed and gazed in John’s direction again. “Apparently he doesn’t date much. Even his sister doesn’t share much about his personal life. He’s pretty closed off in that department. Maybe he can’t get hard or has a tiny dick or something and that’s why he does what he does. He gets off watching other people do naughty things instead of doing them himself.”
“I have no idea. He never seemed overly interested or creepy or anything during our sessions.” I couldn’t speak about what he was like with other couple, but that didn’t seem to fit the way he was around Ian and I.
“Anyway, so have you seen him recently? I know you were meeting him once a week.” Tara changed the subject.
“We haven’t. Ian and I decided to try to take some time without John helping us and see how it goes. We have a whole new open communication in the bedroom about trying things and keeping it interesting. I don’t know if we’ll need to see him again or not. For right now, things are perfect, but I suppose if things start to go back to the way they were or we decide we want to try something totally drastic than we could make an appointment with John again.” I smiled thinking about how different my life was from the last lunch date I’d had with Tara to the way it had become. All it had taken was a few hot summer nights with John.
To Be Continued… Get to know John in Professional Love… Coming Late 2014
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