"If they don't they should work somewhere else," I answered.
"How about you, could you see yourself being one of them?" he wanted to know.
"My upbringing will have me say 'I would die of shame and embarrassment'. But deep down, at the very bottom of my soul, lie some strange fantasies. And one of them has to do with showing off. Being naughty," I confessed.
"I don't think you could or would be joining them if they asked, no matter how much that fantasy is tugging at you to go ahead," he teased me.
He should not have done that because I am known to sing my own melody. This was practically a challenge begging to be answered one way or the other.
Ted turned to look at me. I could see his wheels turning. He was wondering what was going on in my mind. Maybe he felt a bit challenged, too. After all, he was a male, and my husband, how could he be wrong?
We were at "The Elephant's Trunk Casino', an adult erotic theater in Stockholm. This was our first time to see a live sex show. Ted had been transferred to Stockholm because he was fluent in Swedish.
A 45 minute intermission had just been announced, which was followed by a 'Word for the Ladies'. It reminded the ladies that tonight was Volunteer Night and that the spot for a volunteer was still open.
"Here is your chance," Ted needled me, not thinking of the consequences. He should have known that his wife was not to be needled or challenged. She just might show her true mettle and take up the challenge. And tonight she did.
"You are not serious?" stuttered Ted as I picked up the table phone to make my announcement.
"You have a volunteer," was all I said. Ted opened his mouth to say more, but no words came out. He just stared at me. It took only a few seconds before a young lady appeared to take me backstage. I rose, kissed Ted a good-bye and followed my escort.
The stage director had me sign a disclaimer, then rushed me to the costume and make up wing. I shed my clothes and immediately had my face changed by the friendly elderly lady who was in charge. A wig followed and when I looked into the mirror I saw a beautiful young thing. Magic had happened to me.
A short briefing followed and I was given my limited role.
When Ted picked me up at the stage door after the show he was quiet for a long time, and then there was just one statement from him, "WHOA". I was too aroused to talk; it probably would have been gibberish. There was only one thing on my mind. Get home in a hurry so I can rip off his clothes.
And that is exactly what happened after I pulled him into our bedroom. He assisted with the jacket, but he was too clumsy with the shirt buttons and the cuffs.
"Stop being helpful," I told him sternly. "J let me do my job without getting in my way. He did not resist. A second later I pushed him onto the bed.
"Lift your legs," I commanded. I ripped off his shoes and socks, and then loosened his belt and lowered the zipper.
"Now raise your butt," I hissed at him," so I can pull off your pants."
He obeyed at once. They and his skivvies were gone in a flash and I saw with satisfaction that his prick had already risen to half-mast. I can't recall what happened to my clothes. I only remember that suddenly I was on top of Ted, and quickly rolled him over onto me.
I was hot. I was overcharged. As I spread my legs I felt his now hard dick at my pussy entrance. His weight pushed me into the mattress and I started quivering. My arms wrapped themselves around his chest trying to draw him closer into me. He kissed me hard, holding back his tongue so he could suck on mine. I felt myself tensing and then getting stiff.
The world went away and I cried out as every muscle in my body tensed. I was carried away to some other place and breathing became difficult. I remember that I was franticly gulping air as my orgasm finally subsided.
I did not feel Ted's weight on me when I returned to where I had left, he was gone. I looked around and saw him kneeling next to me on the bed. He was staring at me wide eyed.
"I did not even enter you," he said. "You just bucked me off like I was an insect crawling on your skin."
"You must have done something to me. I don't have orgasms out of a blue sky," I answered. "You are a bully." I turned to him and hammered his chest with my fist.
"Want to play rough, do you?" I heard him laugh. The next moment he stood at the end of the bed, pulling me towards him till my ass was on the edge. He placed his hands behind my knees, pushed them up to my chest, then opened me. My soul and my body, all of me, were open to him; I was his to do with as he wished.
My pussy quivered anticipating his prick, but it did not come. Instead it was lips finding my clit and gently sucking on it. I went over the edge again, I saw colored stars with my eyes closed, my muscles tensed till it almost hurt. When I came to I felt myself shaking.
Then I saw him after I could again focus my eyes. He was standing at the end of the bed, his hand on my knees to keep my legs open to his gaze.
"It is dancing, it is pulsing, it is asking for more," he laughed as he stared at my pussy. He was right. He took his time while I was quivering like a fish out the water, wishing him deep inside me.
I suffered through an eternity until he finally let his dick enter me. This time he was not the gentle Ted, he was the animal I wanted him to be. I wanted him to ravish me, to pound me. He felt my need and met it, thrusting deep and hard. I saw drops of perspiration appear on his forehead and suddenly I was aware of sweat on my own skin, as if I had taken a salty bath.
I heard myself cry out, "YES……. YRS….. HARDER….. .. as I bucked up to meet his thrusts. I was frantic and soon a first wave crashed over me. A moment later I was tossed high into the sky by a tornado. Thee a black cloud pilled me in and lightning bolts danced round me, shocking me again and again. After a long time I crashed down to earth, with every bone in my body aching. It was a glorious orgasm.
But I was not done yet. Ted was still between my legs, his dick buried inside me. It started slowly this time. I felt myself quivering, and then arching my back and falling back down on the bed. It was only sort of an aftershock.
"Let me rest for a while," I begged Ted. He nodded his head and reluctantly withdrew his dick from its warm prison. He did not move away, just stayed where he was, his prick and his eyes looking at me as if I was the sphinx.
After a few minutes I felt rested enough. I still had a job to do, I remembered, I couldn't let the poor fellow suffer, nor let an erection go to waste.
I crawled off the bed, turned Ted around to face me.
"Now it's your turn, you lecherous husband," I promised him as I gave him a push.