Husband:

My wife loves her protein shakes. Most days, she waxes lyrical about how many she has, where she gets them and visitors who bring one in for her. Almost everyone she deals with —fellow workers, customers, and workers at the local coffee shops — all seem to know her personal preferences. It does seem odd to me, because she never drinks them at home, even on a weekend. But I gave up trying to understand my wife a while ago.

She told me that her personal trainer got her hooked on them. After one of her workout sessions, he produced one for her. They were great for her condition, as well as for her complexion. The killer bit is that there are as many calories as a muffin, but no sugar in it. She said the one he provided had a faint tinge of banana in it. The trainer was also trying to get her to eat a banana to complete each session, and perhaps there was some cross-contamination.

The difference in taste is one of the things she likes best about them. She claimed that she never knew when she was swallowing, what sort of flavour it would leave in your mouth. Sweet or savoury. The consensus is that they do not taste very nice, so when she swallows one, the person who gave it to her is somehow amazed. She tells me that it makes up for the energy she puts out during her business meetings.

In bed last night, she went on and on about how she has perfected a method of swallowing them and holding them at the back of her throat to allow her taste buds to work as hard as possible, getting all the pleasure out before she swallows. I did mention that it sounded more like a blowjob than drinking a protein stake. She just punched me on the arm and told me that there were no blowjobs for me. Not now, not ever

Wife:

During my earlier life, and certainly during the time I have been married, I had never actually given anyone a blowjob. I had given a few hand jobs at college, but my husband had never even gotten one of those. Not only that, he will never get one now. It was when I was training with the two black guys at DP Training that they got me to learn to deep throat. As the first load of sperm entered my mouth, it was sort of accidental that I swallowed it, given I was orgasming at the time.

I expected to choke and spit it out, but I found the taste quite pleasant. However, it wasn't that that turned me on. The two guys were completely in control of me during those lessons, but when I took their jizz into my throat and swallowed, they turned into pussy cats. Big smiles on their faces, and for a short while, I was in complete control of them instead. They taught me to control those moments, to extend them, and to use them.

So, when I was dealing with one of my normal business meetings, I would convince the alpha male that it was acceptable for him to get out his cock. I would sit on it and gently bob up and down whilst reciting the terms and conditions of the agreement that he was about to sign. The guy, though, always thought he was in control. He would tell me what a slut I was, tell me to bounce more energetically. Until he was about to come.

I would lift myself off him, pull off the condom I had put on, and take him deeply into my throat. As soon as my nose touched his stomach, he became silent. Then, as he came, I pulled off to show him his whiteness in my mouth and swallowed it with a slurp. A smile would come over even the most aggressive lover. I would clean and slip his cock back into his fly, zip him back up, and he would sign his life away.

Husband:

My wife had recently informed me that she has started going for a run on the weekends. She said that the trainers she uses work her body to an extreme, stretching her out well, and of course, provide her with a protein shake and a banana at the end of each session. She mentioned that with the weather getting warmer, going for an early morning run on the weekend would top this up well. I could stay in bed as she got a workout in the open air.

We live close to a park, which is great for her run. It had an area close to us that lots of people use for dog walking. Then, beyond that, there is a wooded area that is rarely used, although there are paths suitable for running. On the far side of the park is the local college. I've been past that area often in the car, and the various sports teams use it for exercising. Not just running, but there is also an outdoor area used for weights if the weather is nice.

To be honest, I tend to stay in bed while my wife is running. She gets up reasonably early and is back and showered before I get up. I am also guilty of checking out some porn for a quick one off the wrist. Since she runs close to the college, I have found a rich haul of jock and milf porn. It's just a fantasy for me, as my wife is a serious runner. There is just no way she would stop and mix with some college kids.

She mentioned that after a few weeks, on the far side of the park, a cafe is attached to the college. She can get a protein shake. As she constantly tells me, getting a protein shake is a highlight of her day. She was not surprised that with all the jocks who hang out there, protein shakes would be available. This morning, she ended up stopping and picking up a double. She got it to take away and stopped in the wooded section on the way back to drink.

Wife:

The only trouble with having a large amount of sex in the office is that I seem to be becoming a bit of a nympho. Two days of abstinence at the weekend is getting too much. I'm not having sex with my pencil dick of a husband, but finding sex that has no risk of being found out is getting tricky. The apprentice trainer let it slip out on Wednesday that he sometimes runs in the park. He said he could introduce me to a few of his mates, who ran each weekend.

I've purchased a baggy tracksuit for the start and end of my run. Then the sluttiest running kit for the area around the college. Whilst my husband is still in bed, I dress in both sets and run to the wooded areas where nobody goes. There is a place I've found to stash my tracksuit and keep it clean. Just in the slutty kit, I run through to the far side, where some college guys are doing callisthenics outside. I go close by and do some stretches, fairly obscene ones.

In no time, the bolder guys wander over for a closer look. I suggest perhaps they might join me for a run in the wooded area. With such strong lads as themselves, I would feel safe, no chance of being raped. In a few minutes, we are in a clearing that nobody goes to, and I stop. They crowd around, a little uncertain until I pull down the shorts of the guy who looks like the leader and take his cock in my mouth. Quickly, the rest have theirs out, and I hand out condoms.

Half an hour later, I have already sucked off two guys and filled my mouth with their cum. It tastes delicious, and I lick my lips for more as my pussy takes a pounding. I do love young men; they come quickly but are ready to go again so fast. So energetic too, they fill me hard and fast, so my orgasms come quickly. I would like to stay all morning, but hubby will be waiting, and I want to get back and shower whilst he is still in bed.