Aroma Therapy - Sex Stories

Aroma Therapy

... had her panties draped over my nose, jerking off, I had just started to cum when she walked into the bedroom, I hadn't heard her come back home." I blushed as I told her.

"Oh wow... so totally caught in the... act... wow. And she freaked out about that. She had no idea you were into doing that. You never told her or hinted at? How long has that been a... fetish of yours?" Jan asked.

"Hinted... yes... I would make jokes, but I would just get dirty looks, so it was obvious she didn't like it. Honestly, our sex life had become pretty vanilla even before her sister's influence. She hadn't let me go down on her since Kendall was born, so what... thirteen years ago. And she had stopped going down on me years ago." I said looking down at the ground.

"She didn't let you go down on her. You wanted to do that, and she wouldn't let you? I would kill to have Ron do that to me." She forced a laugh.

"Nope... she wouldn't. When we were dating, even the first couple years that was a regular part of our sex life and then suddenly she made it clear that oral sex was off the table. I love the smell, and taste... of that... when it stopped being an option, I started... sniffing her panties to at least get the smell." I said looking at the ground.

"Oh... that make sense. You mentioned the vanilla thing about sex, I had gotten that impression from her when I made a few comments about sex. I have some empathy about your partner not being interested in the things they used to be ...

... into. It sucks... sorry." Jan's tone was a combination of sadness and compassion.

"She talked to you about sex. That surprises me." I told her.

"Not really... I made a few jokes, the kind girls make with each other sometimes, and she pretty much always got uncomfortable and changed the subject."

"Oh... yea that makes sense." I replied.

"I need to get in and shower and start dinner... pretty sweaty and gross right now. Ron's picking up the kids at daycare and will be home soon. Thanks for telling me and trusting me... it will be our secret, I promise. Oh... and thanks for the help with the bushes. I almost forgot about that." She smiled at me.

"You are welcome. Have a good afternoon. And Jan, thanks, talking about this and making me not feel like I am a freak was... well... nice." I said walking to my Jeep.

"You are welcome. Sorry it took so long." She said with a touch of sadness in her voice.

I got my Jeep back in the garage and started to think about what I wanted to eat for dinner. Cooking for one person was interesting and at times difficult. I finally decided on some baked salmon, rice, and green beans. I also made myself a drink. I had been trying to cut back on that a little but being alone in the house had definitely increased the amount of drinking I had been doing.

The truth was I mostly tried to drown my sorrows in working. I was picking up overtime shifts as often as I could or grabbing teaching opportunities when they happened. The extra work ...