How my wife became a BBC queen ! - Sex Stories

How my wife became a BBC queen !

... pinky was once again in the corner of her mouth, I asked her what she had. I had to ask her again to break her out of her trance like state. She responded, “Oh, this letter, this guy sounds so nice.” She handed me the letter and said “What do you think?” The letter read. ‘Hello, my name is John but everyone calls me Jack and I hope that you will excuse any clumsiness on my part. Like you I am also new to this. I have never even known about such things let alone partook in them. I live in (about a 2 hour drive from us.) I lost my wife of 7 years and my 4 year old daughter in an auto accident about 2 years ago and have immersed myself in my job since. I have not even thought of another woman and have no desire to become emotionally involved again because of the pain I still feel from my loss. I came across this ad, while at a friend’s apartment, from work. He had it laying on a table and I picked it up and started thumbing through it. My buddy came out of the bathroom and saw me and laughed. He told me to take it home and said that it was about time I showed some interest in women, he said he was beginning to worry about me. We left for the ball game and I took the book home with me. I found most of the ads to be somewhat of a turn off and was about to put the magazine away when I came upon your ad. I was immediately attracted to yours because you just looked so beautiful. I don’t know if I can actually go through with it but if you do choose to be with me, I will at least ...

... try my best not to disappoint you. It has been over two years since I have had any type of sex and I must admit, I am getting those yearnings. Perhaps this is the best way, for both of us, to have a physical relationship with out the emotional baggage that comes along with it. I don’t really know. I can be reached most evenings between the hours of 8-11 PM, I work to 5:00 PM and then go to the gym for a couple of hours afterwards. I really don’t go anywhere else except to a ball game with Jeff (the owner of the magazine) a couple of times a year. He then gave his phone number.’ No photo though! As I was reading, I noticed that Fran was reading the letter, over my shoulder, once again. I could see that she had that finger at her mouth again and I noticed that she was moving her legs apart and back together continuously. When I was done, she asked me what I thought, I responded that he never mentioned anything about himself, physically. She responded that she didn’t care, she wanted him. Oh shit, I thought, just what I didn’t want, a sympathy fuck. I could just see this guy. About 5’4” and a 4” cock. Crap. I asked her if she was sure and said just shook her head yes, still with the finger and the moving legs. I looked at the time and saw it was only 9:30 PM. I asked Fran if we should call him and her eyes widened as she said “Already?? I don’t know. Are you sure that you will be ok with this?” Again, yes I would be OK!!!! I got the phone and dialed the number. A male with a very ...