Usually...
...I love these stories with surprises in them, they really get me good and going with a nice boner. But one happened to me awhile back which wasn't so arousing.
One night my wife left to work her shift as a nurse and I had no idea what he was going to do to pass the time. I thought about watching a porn movie because I was so horny but wanted to save myself for later in case I was able to make love to my wife. I ended up watching a ball game while I had a few beers and several shots, eventually falling asleep on the sofa. I awoke in the middle of the night needing to go to the bathroom. As I stumbled down the hallway to his bathroom, I wondered where my wife was. She was usually home by this time.
After using the crapper, I looked at the clock and noticed it was 4:30 AM. I was somewhat worried, so I dialed her number and let it ring several times. After 4 rings, I expected her voice mail to pick up but it kept ringing then it stopped. “Hello?” I asked. “Are you there?” There was no answer but I could tell that the phone had been answered. There seemed to be some movement and some rustling on the other end, but I couldn’t make out what it was. It sounded like heavy breathing and I assumed it was some commotion in the hospital room. There had been another occasion when I called my wife and she had accidentally pushed the answer button by bumping her phone into a bed as she leaned over her patient. On that occasion, I was able to hear his wife tend to the needs of her patient as I listened in without her knowledge.
I listened for a few more seconds and it was obvious that my wife had not answered her phone on purpose. I was about to hang up, believing that she was busy tending to a patient, when I heard some more heavy breathing. But now I realized it was not a lung patient making the raspy sound; it was most definitely the sighs of arousal that came with a passionate embrace. At first I thought this was exciting because I'd always enjoyed voyeurism and eavesdropping on erotic activities. But an instant later, to my horror, I realized that if this was indeed erotic activity, it was my wife!
I seethed with anger as I continued to hear the unmistakable sounds of sexual activity. I was hoping that somehow it was a person other than my wife on the other end. Perhaps she had lent her phone to a colleague or had inadvertently left it in the supply closet. I calmed down as I thought again about the situation because my prudish wife was conservative in bed. The noise had died down again and I prepared to hang up once again when it happened.
“Ohhhhh baby that feels so good! Don’t stop licking me. I’m sooooo close. OHHHHHHH!!!!!” I knew my wife’s voice and the sound of her arousal. My heart was crushed as my worst fear was now playing out unbeknownst. I was crestfallen as I heard my wife have one orgasm after another as she vociferously encouraged her lover. My one consolation was that it seemed to be oral sex that she was receiving. Maybe she was drawing the line with her lover and not letting him penetrate her married sn*tch.
The next voice I heard was recognizable as Dr. Balser, the chief surgeon at the hospital where my wife worked. “Mmmmm, baby, you taste to good tonight. I don’t ever remember you being that wet before. Shall we stop there or do you want some more?” I realized immediately that this was not a one-time encounter and nervously awaited my wife’s answer. “Stop? Are you kidding me? No way! I want that sweet dong of yours up my wet married hole and pronto! I want for you to bend me over and do me from behind like you did last night. Pump that giant rod in and out of me until I cream all over your sausage. I love the feel of your warm balls slapping against me. And don’t pull out this time and spray all over my big boobs. Shoot inside me so I can feel it in me for the rest of the night. And don’t hold back at all - I want you to leave me butt up with a flower in it!”
That's basically the gist of it and it was indeed one hell of a surprise.
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