When most people see Cheryl and me together, they usually think that we have been in love forever. Just the other night, when we were dining out, a young couple that was sitting across from us came over as they were leaving. The guy, who appeared to be about 25 years old, said, "Excuse me, sir. But my Girlfriend and I were admiring what a good-looking couple the two of you are. My girl said that she wants us to be as happy as you two are when we get to be your age.

I said," Young man, thank you so much for the compliment." I told them both that it has been more fun than they could imagine, but it didn't come easy. 

We ran into this young couple again several weeks later at the Auto Show. The Auto Show was always a big deal in Chicago because it was held in January. As most people know, Chicago in January is usually a snowy experience. It is an experience of extremes: one of coldness and dreariness and the other one of heat and bright colors. This time, the young lady of that couple came up to my wife and struck up a conversation, and the guy came over later. I really had a chance to look at this young woman from a distance and up close.

She was very stunning in the most unusual way. She had pouty lips, and they were the most exceptional feature of her face. She was nice looking, but her lips and her hips pushed her into the category of delicious to look at. They talked while the guys greeted each other over by the pickup trucks and went over that whole truck scene. His name was Calvin. He and I had nearly collided when I was opening the door to get into the big shiny Silverado. He said, "Hey, buddy, I know you." I turned around, and when I saw who it was, we both laughed. It was a fun time. Later that same evening, we agreed to grab a bite to eat at the local pub.

The girls were yakking like old friends, laughing and hitting it off great. The beer was flowing, and it was a good time.

After that night, things really took off. Cheryl told me that Calvin's old lady's name was Jazmine. After telling me how much she had enjoyed that evening, she told me that they had exchanged numbers and were going to hang out a bit on their own as girls do. I said, "That's fine, go ahead."

Two weeks later, Cheryl told me that Jazmine was coming over for dinner, but Calvin was not coming, and was that alright. I said, "Of course." At 7:30 that evening, the doorbell rang; it was her. We let her in, and she had dinner with us. Jazmine had on a top that could not hold her boobs in. I noticed that her nipples were straining to be seen also. It was a great sight. But the curious thing about it was the fact that Cheryl seemed to be very amused at my attempt to tone down my appreciation for this hot-looking babe at our house. After dinner, Cheryl was clearing the table, and then I noticed that somehow she was now bra-less and her boobs were roaming around her blouse freely. This was starting to turn me on.

Jazmine excused herself to go into the kitchen on cue from my wife. While she was gone, I asked Cheryl, "Is something going on that I should know about?" She said that it would all be out in the open in just a few moments. That is when Jazmine came out of the kitchen in a garter belt, the skimpiest thong, and a push-up bra that really set the stage. There was whipped cream on her nipples.

She came over to me and said, "For being the best host ever, your wife told me that I could be your dessert; have at everything you see." Then she pushed her boobs together and drove them into my face. Instincts took over at this point. I was kissing those beautiful, tasty breasts. My tongue was enjoying the taste as well as the sensation. Knowing that Cheryl had set this up was really hot too. Oh yeah, speaking of Cheryl, while this Jazmine chick was making love to my face, she was under the table getting my cock out and was enjoying the length and strength of my swollen manhood. 

Jazmine saw my eyes rolling back in my head and could sense that I was nearing climax; she told me that she wanted me to cum in her. Cheryl backed up and told Jazz to have a seat. Jazz climbed onto my cock and wiggled down on it as much as she could take. Then she started grinding on my cock, and in no time, she was cumming. Cheryl was pinching her nipples and sucking Jazz's nipples through her climax. I began to gush salvo after salvo of my hot cum into Jazz. She was squealing like a newborn piglet. After my balls were dry and I went limp, Jazz climbed off. As she stood up, she watched my cum run out of her snatch.

My wife loved to see me breed other women, because after I came, she would have that woman's husband over and fuck him mercilessly. She had an endless supply of hot cock at her disposal. Sometimes she would fuck the same guy several times in the same week. Everybody loved her, men and women. Everybody had a happy marriage, and we were helping make that happen.

The end