I asked her about the first time she got fucked, and she said that it was boyfriend in college, who she had petted a lot with, and finially got her alone at one of his friends house, and had gotten her hot enough to "do the deed". She said that she was underwhelmed, that it was uncomfortable and over in only a minute or two. She fucked him twice more before they broke up, but said it had never been that exciting. She said that she could orgasm by herself thinking of how it might be, but in the act, the focus was always on how quickly he could cum. During this period of time, late college and her early working years, she found a bit of excitement in wearing low cut blouses or swimsuits that were (intentionally) a little too loose, and that she knew the guys were looking, which made her pussy really wet. She actually had brief flings with a couple of them, and while she liked playing with their hard cocks, and having them look at her, the fucking was unremarkable. With her husband, it had been much the same, except that he was very much more interested in finding wife suitable for a "white shoes lawyer", and he seemed more excited about her dressing up for a party than seeing her nakked. They had two kids fairly quickly, and after that, his interest in her in the bedroom really seemed to die out.
She did admit that after she had her first episode with me that she had masturbated at least twice every day, and had just recently purchased the vibrator, hoping that I would like it. I asked if she had any other "handymen" like me, and she said that she had a lot to the house, and always wore something that would look nice, and that would be ameniable to letting her give away a downblouse. She said that two guys in particular seemed to always be lingering "just over my shoulder", and really seemed to be present when she "bent over to indicate what work she wanted done". She had even seen 'tenting" in the pants of one of them, which "made my pussy absolutely dirp", but anytime she tried to hint about "see anything you like", they beat a hasty retreat.
The basic issue was that she was a very hot and responsive woman, raised in an age when 'being nice" was a very big social value, and who was somewhat trapped in a marriage to a guy with a really minimal sex drive. She was comming to the latter part of her sex life with enormous frustration. I happened to be just smart enough to appreciate the beauty she clearly had, and was just with it enough to pick up on a signal that she was sending out. She taught me very early that women wanted to be appreciated, but that you had to stage your appreciation, from very polite to very lewd in stages.
In the process of this conversation, we managed to go through several more 'rounds". I succeeded in cumming 7 times for her. As I got a little slower cumming, her "score' got up into the 20's. It was mostly pure "jack and jill", although I got a bit of a feel everytime I cleaned my cum off of her, and got my finger more than a bit 'stinky", and she really seemed to like when I smelled and tasted it. Both of us were very tired, very sated, and more than a bit sore by the end. She was very pleased that she had made me cum so many times, and much more than pleased to have had that many orgasms. I kissed her deeply as I left, and told her that I was very much looking forward to "claiming my reward" for my performance. She said "so am I, but I need to recover some first"
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