thing7's blog post - WITH THE RIGHT KIND OF WOMAN

We went into the basement of a stereo store, where one very middle-class man with conservative written all over him manned the desk alone. I spoke with him briefly about something, but couldn't help but see he could not stop ogling my wife, who was dressed in a tiny skirt, tube top with titties bulging out the bottom!, high heels, long beautiful hair, a very very good girl who would become a complete whore when I took her to other towns.

I stopped whatever I was rattling on about, stepped over behind her, slipped my arm through the front of both her elbows and held her arms back, thrusting her chest forward. She dropped her head to hide her eyes behind her hair.

I said "Like the build on my wife?" He didn't reply, just stared.

I pulled her top down, popping both tits out at once, and felt them up for him to watch.

Then I pulled her shorts aside at the crotch and showed him her golden pussy. She bleached her pussy hair, and made her cunt golden. Then I pulled her short shorts down below her jutting butt cheeks and turned her around so he could see cunt and ass as well as tit.

I said "You like that?" to him. This time, he said "gulp, yeah."

I said "Want her to blow you?" He nodded affirmative.

I pushed her toward the door leading to the area behind his counter and she walked
the best she could with her shorts around her thighs and slipping, tits still bare, hands held delicately up to keep her balance.

She went back, dropped out of sight and I heard her slurping on his meat. I wondered if his boss would come, then thought she would please the boss, too. Her man came in a few minutes. She kept nursing on his dick for awhile, to clean all the dirty cum off his dick, so he wouldn't go around smelly or with the sperm on his clothes, and when she had his peter clean, she gave a soft giggle, rose to her feet,
taller than him in her heels, kissed his cheek, smiled and came around the desk to leave with me.

We should have gone back regularly, but we never did. Huntington, West Virginia, Pied Piper Music Shop, about 1980.