As Connie stood up, Dave grabbed her, pulled her in close, and kissed her.
Dave looked into her eyes, “Welcome home my love. No don’t clean that up, I’ll take care of it when we get home.”
Connie just nodded. Dave escorted her to the passenger door, let her in, and helped her to get her skirt gathered up inside before closing the door. He then went around the back of the SUV to close it, glancing at the idling car next to them. As he walked over to the driver’s door, the car drove off.
Dave climbed in and looked at his beautiful wife. She glowed in a post-coital high. As she looked back at him, he said “Well, our audience has left. Let me get you home and in our bed. I want to make sweet love to you.”
Connie just smiled at him.
***
When they got on the highway, Dave asked Connie about her flight. She has never really enjoyed flying and usually has a few drinks before getting on the plane. That worked in Dave’s favor since she also tended to be friendlier when she was tipsy.
“It was good. I wasn’t feeling any pain when I boarded. The flight wasn’t full, so the seat between me and Mike was open.”
“Mike? Who is Mike?” Dave asked.
“He was the passenger with the window seat. We talked the whole flight. Nice guy.” Connie said nonchalantly.
“Oh? Tell me more about him. Did you find him attractive?” Dave questioned her.
“Let’s see. I guess you could say he was attractive. He was tall, muscular, dark-skinned, and had a nice deep voice. Very charming.”
“Ah, a tall, dark, and handsome black man? Me teasing you about getting a good fucking from a big black cock finally getting to you?” Dave teased her. He talked about her getting ravaged by a BBC often when they were having sex. She always seemed receptive at the moment, but Dave figured she just enjoyed the dirty talk during sex, nothing more. She was way too innocent and shy to become a Queen of Spades.
Connie giggled at Dave’s comment. He glanced over at her and saw her cheeks flush. She really was attracted to him.
“Tell me more. You guys just chatted the whole flight?” Dave asked, knowing there was more to the story.
“Well, he was flirting with me. He mentioned how lovely my blouse was. So I started to turn towards him and lean over to give him a better view as we talked. He had a hard time not looking as his eyes went between my face and my boobs.”
“I don’t blame him, that is a revealing shirt and your boobs are quite distracting!” Dave complimented her.
Connie continued, “Halfway through the flight, I finally just moved over to the middle seat, right next to him. He pulled the armrest between us up and put his hand on my thigh as he looked at me and we just kept talking.”
“Oh, making some moves on you. Brave man.” Dave was starting to feel a twitch in his shorts. The story was starting to get good, and Dave wanted to know how far they went.
“He found the edge of my skirt that overlapped and slid his fingers underneath. When his fingers touched the inside of my thigh, I grabbed his arm. He stopped moving his hand. I put the tray down to hide what he was doing, and told him not to stop.”
Now Dave’s dick was waking up again. Dave was fighting between focusing on the story and on the road. He kept quiet, not wanting to interrupt where the story was going.
“His touch was so gentle. He moved my skirt over so his whole hand could touch my skin. He started rubbing my thigh, inching up as he did it. I closed my eyes, opened my legs some, and leaned my head on his shoulder.”
Dave was fully hard. How far did they go? He wanted to know but didn’t want to miss out on any details of this encounter.
“His fingers finally reached all the way up. I was already wet and wanted his fingers in me. Just as he started to slide a finger inside, the stewardess interrupted us asked us if we needed anything. I didn’t even see her coming. He immediately pulled his hand out of my skirt. He told her we were good and she moved on.”
“Ah! So close! Did he try again?” Dave was rock hard now. His shy and innocent wife of almost 10 years had another man’s hand touching the lips of her pussy, a second away from entering.
“No,” Connie sounded depressed about it. “I think he was worried about getting caught.”
Dave teasingly asked, “Did you take him to the bathroom?” Knowing full well that didn’t.
“NO!” Connie exclaimed. “If I join the mile-high club, it will be with you, not a stranger!”
“Haha, ok, ok. Wow, that story was hot! Where did you guys leave it? Did you get his number?”
Connie grinned sheepishly as she looked down. “Yes, he put his number in my phone.”
Dave teases Connie “You seemed to like him. You were letting him touch you. Are you going to keep his number? Thinking about giving him a call sometime?”
Connie still looking down. “I don’t know. What do you want me to do?” She looked up at Dave.
Dave smiles back at his wife. Teasingly he says “If you are attracted to him, who am I to stop you from getting that big black cock you so desire!”
Connie started to protest, but Dave interrupted. “We can talk about it later, we’re just getting home now. Don’t worry about your bags, I’ll get them later. We have a more urgent thing to take care of.”
Connie knew just what he meant. After Dave parked the car, they both jumped out and ran to the front door. As soon as they were inside and the door was closing behind them, Dave grabbed Connie and kissed her hard. They started to step towards the bedroom as they kissed and stripped off their shirts. Connie got her bra off just as there were getting to the bed.
Dave untied Connie’s skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She kicked her shoes off and looked at Dave expectantly. He then pushed her back onto the bed. With her ass on the edge, she lifted and spread her legs, inviting Dave to take her again.
Dave quickly kneeled down with his head between her legs and started licking her clean. He started at her brown hold, licking his way up to her soggy pussy, pushing his tongue in as he continued up to her clit.
Connie let out a long moan. She was worked up from telling the story and now from Dave’s tongue and ready to fuck again.
Dave continued to lick up their combined juices, swallowing every last drop he could get off of her. He spent a bit of time licking the inside of her thighs since most of their cum had leaked out during their ride home. He thought about the dark hand that was touching her right here not too long ago.
Dave stood up and took his shorts down and kicked his shoes off. Connie scooted up as Dave helped move her farther onto the bed, her legs still in the air. He then climbed in the bed up between her legs, running his tongue from her pussy, up her belly, between her tits, and up her neck to her chin. He gently pressed his lips on hers and kissed her as his cock easily slid into her very wet hole.
Connie wrapped her legs around Dave’s waist as he slowly pumped his dick into her in stark contrast to the vicious fucking she got just an hour ago. She wrapped her left arm around his back, pulling him in close as she caressed the back of his head with her right hand. Dave laid his full weight on her as he continued at a slow steady pace. His hands wandered up and down the sides of her body, gently touching every exposed area.