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Handjobs for Husbands

By D. Spencer



Copyright 2017 D. Spencer

Published by Slick Media, LLC at Smashwords



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Jackie smiled at her husband Carl, holding back a giggle as she pictured what he'd asked her to do on their way out to dinner. It had been brought up in their bedroom games before, but now it was real. It felt new and exciting to her, even though it wasn't nearly as erotic as things they had done before.

“Do you mean I can pick any guy in here?”

“Only if he's wearing a wedding ring,” Carl nodded. “And if I win the bet, you have to get two more girls to join us in bed the next time we play. If you win, you get two extra guys.”

“Oh wow, I guess you were serious. We've never had a three-on-one before. Hell, we've never done anything like this before either, we've always been present for each other's playtime. So anyhow, no matter how many guys I ask, as long as less than half of them end up with their cock in my hand, that's all that counts for my win. Getting proof with my camera is just extra points for later, right?”

“That's all on you. Errr, I mean besides literally, that's your decision to make.” Carl chuckled as he looked lower. “And now I know why you took off your bra a few minutes ago. You can start any time you want if you already have a target, and if you're sure you're up to the challenge.”

She looked over Carl's shoulder to see the man in the next booth staring at her again. Several times since they were seated, Jackie had caught his eyes on her when the woman with her back to them wasn't looking. Jackie saw him glance away, then looked into her husband's eyes.

After typing rapidly on her phone, she slid the device across the table to her husband then looked at her plate. While poking at the appetizer, she made a point of rubbing the back of her fork across one nipple when she felt the stranger's eyes on her again, biting her lip when Carl looked up at her.

When she gave Carl a thumbs-up that only he could see, her husband let his shoulders slump and he nodded his head. Raising his hands to his sides, he held the pose for a moment, then rested his elbow on the table, putting his chin on his hand as he looked away, following the instructions she had given him.

Jackie met the stranger's eyes, and when he didn't look away she nodded her head towards the back of the restaurant. He looked to the back, then at her again, giving her the tiniest nod of his head. Jackie took a long drink to finish her wine, then turned to leave the booth.

She waited in the hallway by the restrooms for almost a minute, her heart racing in both anticipation and fear of the unknown. When she saw the man turn the corner she backed into the family restroom, and she could feel her pussy responding as she pictured the possible upcoming scene. Standing in the doorway, she lifted her hand to stop him when he opened his mouth.

“No names and as little talking as possible please, I'm just after some fun.” Jackie whispered, then unbuttoned half of her shirt to show him one breast and play with her nipple. “If you want to play with my boobs, that's fine, but you're not getting into my panties. All I want to do is give you a handjob. Interested?”

He smiled as he stared at her breast, then looked around. “Who is watching? I've never been this lucky, so this has got to be a setup or something.”

“Nobody can see us but you and me. If you want my hand and boobs, you've got ten seconds to get in here, otherwise I'll never stroke your dick and make you cum. Your wife won't mind, will she?”

Jackie felt her heart racing, and she pinched her nipple while looking down to see a bulge in his slacks. He took two steps to reach her, grabbing her breast and pushing back gently, which she happily let him do. Locking the door behind them, she unfastened her shirt the rest of the way while the stranger opened his slacks. Taking her phone out of her clutch purse, she started a recording while reaching for his shaft.

“Wait, what are you doing?” The man asked as he stepped back.

“It's the proof for my husband, the man you saw me with tonight. He knows you're in here with me and exactly what we're going to do. To follow his rules, the only thing he needs to see is that you have a wedding ring, so help me grab your cock and show him our rings. Oh, and one other thing,” she lied with a smile, “he can't get it up anymore, but he wants me to still enjoy any kind of sexual thrill I want to have, and one of his few conditions is that I show him what I'm doing.”

She wrapped her hand around his shaft, stroking it for her recording while she looked at his expression of his mental struggle. Jackie's heart was pounding as she held him, able to sense his excitement while she thought of hers. It was the first time in ages that she'd been alone with another man, and even if she had Carl's express permission it was still scary and exciting for her.

It took less than ten strokes before he made up his mind. Accompanied by the mix of a sigh and a groan of pleasure, his right hand reached for her breast, his left joining hers on his cock. Jackie's pulse shot up as she felt him on her skin and the tingle of his thumb rubbing her nipple.

Jackie smiled at him as she recorded the event, then turned around to face the mirror. She put her cellphone on the counter so she could pull her blouse back over her shoulders, looking at the man as he looked at her reflection.

“This is one of my favorite things,” Jackie whispered to his reflection, “the look of hunger and need in a man's eyes when he sees me topless for the first time really gets my pussy wet.”

She picked up the phone again, raising it slowly so they could both see the screen showing their bodies up to mid-chest. They watched him raise his hands to massage her breasts while she stroked him, and several minutes later she put the phone down and turned to face him. She bent lower to spit into her palms, then rubbed her hands together before putting both of them on his cock.

“Pick up my phone and record this for me, would you?”

The man nodded and obeyed, his free hand on her breast while she stroked his cock and massaged his balls. Jackie moaned in encouragement when his hips shuddered, then lifted her left hand to her mouth. Sticking one finger deep between her lips, she stared into the man's eyes, pulling her finger out to show him that the stone on top of her wedding ring was now facing her palm. She lowered her hand and rubbed her wetness on the head of his cock, mixing it up with his pre-cum.

“Cum for me, I want to feel you shooting off into my hand. Record it too, baby. I'm gonna go home and fuck myself to sleep while I watch this and remember the feeling of your cum-shot.”

The man grunted, squeezing her breast as the phone slipped lower. Jackie's breath caught when she felt the pulse run through her hand, his semen shooting into her waiting palm. His body jerked with every shot, and Jackie squeezed his throbbing shaft with her strokes, coaxing out as much of his cum as she could. After four heavy blasts, his body relaxed and he slumped back onto the counter, breathing heavily as he stopped the recording.

“Damn that was good,” Jackie whispered with a giggle, “it looks like you've been saving up for me.”

He moaned from deep in his chest, looking down as he helped Jackie hold his softening member. “Well yeah, I'm married with children, so I'm like the majority of guys who are lucky to have sex counting in the double digits per year. Let me give you my number so you can call me later and we can hook up properly. I can show you how a real man is supposed to make you cum like crazy, all I need is a chance.”

“No, we probably shouldn't do that, I don't fuck married guys by themselves. If you're brave enough though, you can talk your wife into sharing your bedroom with us. If you want my pussy, you've got to let my husband do anything he wants to your wife. That's cool, right?”

“Umm...”

Jackie rubbed her hands together, fixing her ring while she made sure there weren't many bright spots of his thick liquid, then looked at the man's face as he tried to stroke himself into another erection. She held back a laugh at the look of sadness on his face when she buttoned her shirt, then turned around to leave the room.

“You should wash up before you go. It might look bad if we came walking out together.”

Ten seconds later she sat across the table from Carl, smiling and blowing him a kiss at his questioning look.

“Come on, tell me already. What happened in there? Did you win or strike out?”

She reached across the table with both hands, and his eyes opened wide to feel the sticky residual of another man's semen.

“Wait a second, is this what I think it is? Did you take his cum in your hands to bring to me?” When Jackie nodded her head, he lifted her left hand and gave her ring a long sensual kiss. “Holy shit babe, you weren't kidding. Now you have to tell me everything. I'm assuming everything went OK then?”

Jackie squirmed in her seat, looking at the back of the wife of the man she had just jerked off while she whispered to her husband. “If I wasn't going to do this a few more times tonight, I'd insist that you take me to the same bathroom we were in and fuck my brains out. I'm so damn turned on right now, I don't even want dinner anymore. I know I can't let you eat a creampie out of my pussy here in the restaurant, so I hoped my ring would be enough of a tease. Besides, I don't want to fuck another guy without you there, so jerking him off is quicker and safer. But yeah, he was so easy it wasn't even a question that he'd do it.”

“Oh wow, that's a hell of a mental picture. I bet it won't be so easy every time though.” Carl smiled and leaned forward. “I heard that lady behind me say it was time to go. As soon as they leave, you have to show me what you got on your phone.”

“Sure, but only a little bit. We need sound for the full experience, and we probably shouldn't do that in here.”

“How many times has your ring been coated now?”

Jackie giggled and looked at the rock on her finger. “It's the one place on me that you won't cum, but it's still easily several dozen. The funny thing is how many guys, you included, think it's sexy as hell to get his cum on the symbol of our marriage. I'll never understand that, but that's OK. I like what it does to guys when they think they're getting something extra from a married woman though.”

Jackie took a sip from her full glass of wine, trying to not stare at the other family that was leaving. She saw the other man give her a wink, then he sneered at Carl, shaking his head as he put his arm around his wife.

“Man, what an asshole,” Jackie sighed once they were out of earshot. “He gets a freebie, and once he's done, all he can do is talk shit.”

“I have never claimed that us guys have hearts of gold when our dicks are involved. That's why my wager says more than half of these husbands will let you do it. They won't think it's real sex, therefore they aren't cheating. And what guy doesn't like getting his dick rubbed by a sexy and gorgeous woman, especially if they get the bonus of her amazing boobs thrown in too?”

“No, I think most of them will say no because they are married, especially when they hear I'm married. As my husband, I've seen you getting sucked and fucked by at least a dozen women, and you know I'm fine with it, but I'll bet you would turn down an offer like mine in a heartbeat. Well, not without calling me first at least. For all you know, I'd want you to say yes so I could listen in or watch through a video call.”

“I never said we were normal,” Carl laughed, reaching for his wife's hand, “but I do have to say that it makes me a bit uneasy for you to be doing this experiment. The main reason I like to watch you with another man is because I love to see you having sex. There's nothing like the way you look at me when another man's cock is making you orgasm, it's just… It's great. Even better is how we devour each other when we're done playing with others and reclaim our property at home. But when you're by yourself I don't get the full deal, even if you do share pictures and videos later.”

Jackie looked up at the approaching waiter, lifting the menu in front of her. She held back a smirk when she saw him step closer and look down at her blouse, and she pointed to the picture of the steak dinner. “I'll have this chicken Caesar salad please.”

“Very nice, of course ma'am.” The waiter turned to Carl, and Jackie looked down to see how much she had been showing off to him. When she handed him her menu, she looked at his hand.

“It's sooner than I thought, but here goes round two,” Jackie whispered when the waiter left.

Carl canted his head. “Already? Who caught your eye now?”

“Didn't you see the waiter staring at my boobs? He got a good view of one, and I'm guessing he'd like more. We'll see if that wedding ring stops him from cumming in my hand or not.”

They exchanged an understanding smile and a whispered “I love you,” as Jackie walked towards the service alcove. She caught up to their waiter standing in front of the computer.

“Yes ma'am? Can I help you?”

Jackie moved closer to keep the noise down, pressing her breast against the man's arm. “I saw you looking down my shirt, and I have a question about that.”

“Uhhh, ma'am, I was.. Umm… I'm sorry if...”

“No, wait a second. I'm not mad, I was wondering if you wanted me to give you a proper view instead of the teasing peek you stole.”

“Excuse me?”

With a giggle, Jackie pulled open part of her blouse to give him a two-second view. “I have an offer for you if you want. I'm positive my husband is cheating on me with his secretary, but I don't know for sure. If you can find us a secluded spot, I'll take my shirt off so you can enjoy my boobs and make you happy, then you will take out your dick so I can stroke it until you cum for me. Oh, and in order to help my husband tell me the truth after we get a taxi home, I'd love it if you could give him a few extra drinks. But, you know, as long as they don't land on our bill, if you know what I mean. I don't want him to think he's being set up.”

With his jaw clenching and relaxing as Jackie spoke, the waiter glanced around nervously. She saw another staff member walking towards them, and the waiter cleared his throat as he regained his bearing. “Yes ma'am, of course we can take care of that for you right away. If you'll follow me please?”

He led her past the kitchen to a hallway, rushing her through one of the unmarked doors. Locking the door behind him, the man leaned on the edge of the desk and turned to Jackie.


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