She was dealing with an incredible array of emotions. She hated herself because someone who did not know her, who just saw her recent actions, would surely think she was a selfish, vapid slut. But that was not her at all. She had fallen in love with Jeremiah and was still very much in love with him. There were a thousand things she loved about him, that he did for her. She had fallen into this affair with David expecting it to be a one-night stand so she could experience that beautiful cock. Then each time they had met, she told herself it had to be the very last time. Right up until she had looked up to see her husband watching her. Until her husband told her he understood her need and that she should continue.
How did she regain the intimacy with Jeremiah when he would not even make love to her beyond cunnilingus now? She curled up next to him, holding him close while making sure not to touch his dick lest it go off and piss him off. She drifted off like that.
They settled into a routine over the next couple of weeks. David split his time between his apartment and their guest room. When he was present, he did almost all of the cooking. He even took over the yard work, which Jeremiah could only do sporadically due to his schedule.
Jeremiah drew unwanted attention at work with his condition. He felt as if he got an erection at a stiff wind. A female co-worker and at least three female citizens noticed the tent in his pants and offered to “help him with that.”
Donna slept every night in the master bedroom. She would try to coax Jeremiah into physical intimacy. He would respond with very enthusiastic cunnilingus, driving her wild with his mouth, but still refused intercourse. She was amazed at his determination to deny himself. The condition of his manhood made it apparent he was not “getting it” elsewhere or masturbating. After he would go down on her, she would go down the hall to be fucked senseless by David. She was not angry about it anymore. Then she would go back to her husband’s bed, full of another man’s semen, and cuddle with Jeremiah.
She would ask Jeremiah how his day had been. In the past he always had an entertaining story to tell about cases. Now he would simply respond his day had been good, refusing to share details. She realized the extent to which she had lost his trust. He did not feel he could share with her anymore. She was angry with herself… how lonely it must be for him. He had often told her she was his only person to talk to about things.
On a Saturday David was grilling their dinner on the patio when Jeremiah brought him a beer since he had one himself. Donna had gone to the store so they were alone. Jeremiah turned to walk back inside when David blocked his path. Chest to chest, he “fronted” up to the older man. He spoke with what he hoped was authority.
“Dude. I am sorry for how all this happened, but you have GOT to get over yourself now. She misses you, dude. I’m not supposed to tell you this, but man, she cries sometimes when she cums. She fuckin’ cries while getting dick, man. Because you won’t talk to her and you won’t fuck her. I may give her good sex, but she loves and needs YOU, dude. I’ve read up… there ain’t no reason we can’t both be with her. If you don’t wanna fuck her, you could go down on her and I can fuck her… it’d be great for her, dude.”
Jeremiah placed his hand flat on the younger man’s chest and gently pushed him back about a foot. He spoke calmly, without menace.
“I am not your dude, David. There will not be any threesomes. As for her crying, well, that is your problem now, big dick.”
He pointed to David then to himself, “Whatever this aggression is? In the wild, animals fight to determine who is in charge of the pack or the herd. It is not determined by who has the biggest dick, but by who is the meanest. If you need to figure out which one of us is the big dog, I will accommodate you. Is that what you want?”
David blinked. “No… no man, I don’t want that. You’re the boss… I’m just worried about Donna.”
Jeremiah put a reassuring hand on David’s shoulder, “Good. Good. It is also good that you care about her and she isn’t just a piece of tail to you. I care about her also. But trust has to be earned. It is not easy to gain back once it is lost. But, I still love her.”
Another week went by. On a Friday night Donna had received a particularly long, loving cunnilingus session from her husband, then gone to David for an even longer session of intercourse… multiple positions, she lost count of her own orgasms, and was impressed that David came back for four orgasms of his own. He was a freaking dynamo! She had never been so full of cum.
When she returned to Jeremiah, she was surprised to find he was still awake. He lay against pillows and the headboard, reading a book. Probably trying to distract himself from his erection.
She was almost mortified. His testicles were obviously so swollen they looked like they could pop. His phallus was so turgid it was shiny… she did not know it could get so hard. Pre-cum leaked from the head.
She felt so sorry for the stubborn sonofabitch.
As she lay next to him, something occurred to her. She had never given head in her life. She was one of those girls who just thought it was nasty… she had told every guy she had ever dated up front not to expect her to put that thing in her mouth. She had always felt a little self-conscious about Jeremiah going down on her since she would not reciprocate… but he was SOOO damn good at it. There was no way she was not going to enjoy his tongue.
Now, as she gazed at her husband’s long suffering mini-me, she thought this could be something she gave him which she did not give David. No way she would ever fit David’s monster in her mouth anyway. And maybe he would be okay with that; if he could selflessly give her head, why could she not do the same? She would not just be a sex doll he was USING, then.
While he was distracted by his book, she leaned down to inspect his penis more closely. OMG. She could feel the heat emanating off of it!
She had said he had a tiny dick, but he did not… probably about average. She steeled herself for her first time, then, without asking for permission or giving any warning, engulfed his shaft, closing her lips around it.
His reaction was immediate and quite involuntary.
“OHGAWWWWD!! OMG! UNNNGGGGHH!”
Wow. Wow. She actually LIKED it. The taste of his cum… the texture of his flesh… and definitely his reaction!
She slid up and down his shaft several times, then bathed him with her tongue, learning what his spongy head, veins and tumescence felt like in her mouth.
She felt him place a hand on her shoulder, and was afraid he would push her away. She wondered whether she should fight to stay on him. But instead of rejection, his hand squeezed her shoulder for purchase, his entire body tensing up as he groaned.
She could tell from his balls tightening up and his cock jumping in her mouth that he was about to cum. He normally had better stamina than this… but damn, he had been on edge for nearly a month.