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Life's Challenges Lead to Great Changes
Part II: Change Affects All Aspects of our Lives
Best if Pt 1 read first. TJ and Valentina move on with their lives, but changes continue.
August, the New Normal?
As August began Val and I had to get used to our new work routine. We continued to happily fuck like a couple of rabbits on speed, of course. But now, like way back before June's streak of bad events, each of us was also very busy with our jobs. I was trying to position myself for a promotion, Val trying to learn her new job and meet her manager's expectations. What was an unexpected benefit of Val's new job was that now we both worked nights, me Sunday through Thursday night, Val Tuesday through Saturday nights. That allowed us a lot more time together at home. Which since Val had embraced her sexuality, meant a lot more time for adult fun than ever before.
Even though she wasn't paid for it, Val had actually been happy to attend her training on Monday. My girl could be a bit of a social butterfly, and she was looking forward to meeting and again working with a big restaurant staff. She told me things were run pretty close to how it worked at her last waitressing job, though this place was much larger and ritzier, so the money should be better. Her manager, Ava the female Maître de, was a force of nature Val told me. She stressed not just all the attributes of an experienced waitress but interestingly that the job was a performance, showing off your body and treating the customers like stars. She'd assured Val that was both her expectation and the way to earn the most money.
On Tuesday I saw Val before she left for work. Ok, she was compliant with the required uniform but totally hiding her great body. Yes, she had on the required black skirt, but a loose ankle-length one she wore to church. The man's tuxedo shirt, worn as a blouse by all waitresses, was buttoned all the way up to the collar, and looked at least two sizes too big. Yes, her shoes were black heels, and the highest she owned, but that meant a pair of half inch kitten heels. On top of that her lipstick and makeup were the old, very muted look Val had always favored, not the heavy, super sexy look she now rocked for our at home sexual adventures. So bottom line, not my problem, but I doubted that Val's look was what her new boss was looking for on her first night. But I didn't criticize, just gave her a kiss and told her she'd do great!
The week went great as far as fun at home. We continued to enjoy sex all over our house, usually twice a day. I did notice that Val now didn't want to just fuck in the bedroom. She also sucked me off in the living room and had me eat her out perched atop our kitchen island. And if we were in the bedroom the blackout curtains, we'd bought when I started working nights, were wide open and the blinds set to let a lot of light in. Trying to be sensitive, the first time she pushed me down to lie on the bed so she could ride my cock, I asked if I needed to reset the blinds and close the drapes. My hot, newly randy wife, looked at me, playing at being shocked. Smiling coyly, she asked me,
"Are you ashamed of my body TJ? Don't you think I look sexy riding your dick?"
I hadn't really expected that answer but was onboard for anything Val wanted. So, I grinned as I told her,
"Baby you are the hottest woman I've ever seen. You look sexy and beautiful as we fuck. In fact, you look hotter than any movie star, Hollywood or Porn, so I'm good. Are you?"
Before she mounted my dick, Val sexily smiled down at me and snarkily answered me,
"Right answer, husband. And you better not still be watching pornos. If you are we need to be fucking more often. And yes, now I sort of get off on the idea someone may see us."
At that she fisted my stiff cock a few more times to keep me hard before she threw her leg over me and sank down on my wet dick. Life was getting better and better. We fucked for at least five minutes before we both came. After we fucked, in what was now almost a regular part of our after-sex cuddling, Val again pushed all my cum and her juices onto her hand and fed herself, making sure to show me my cum in her mouth as she swirled it around and swallowed. In just two weeks my repressed wife was now a slutty cum drinking hottie. And yes, I was perfectly fine every time watching Val doing that slutty little trick with my cum.
That first week though there was a little bit of stress in the new job at the restaurant. I knew Val was a great waitress, but she told me her tips were quite a bit less than she'd been told by her friend who arranged the job to expect. Balancing that out, Val did tell me that the entire work crew from the dining room staff to the kitchen was fantastic. Then on Thursday, she got some mixed feedback on her first week from the Maître de. Val told me that she raised the issue of tips with her.
Her boss was very honest, she had done well with all the typical tasks for serving and taking care of her tables but looked like, slipping into her Cuban accented Spanish, a monja or abuela (nun or grandmother). Ava gave Val a little speech. She noted that wearing sexy clothes, having the right makeup, great looking hair and nails, and showing off the clothes and her body as she spoiled the customer's as if they were A-list celebs was very much part of the job at this venue.
But it wasn't all negative. The Cuban deliberately took a lot of time to build her up, praising every part of Val's body, head to foot. She was very positive, telling Val she was a sexy 23-year-old, not 53 and insisting she wasn't just the hottest waitress in the place, Val was among the hottest Latinas she'd ever met. Val was surprised, a Cuban woman calling a Columbian super-hot was almost unheard of! I heard all that and decided my girl needed even more positive reinforcement.
So, I piled on to add to her new boss's messages. I encouraged her to embrace what her boss had told her. I reminded Val we also had more than enough money for a new wardrobe. I also as strongly as I could told her that she had to face facts, her boss was right. Hadn't I been telling her for years she was smoking hot. Then I deflected any negative response she might have by saying,
"Yes, honey, most husbands tell their wives that. But now you've heard it from your new boss, and all of the other waitresses. Can you just accept it, you're super sexy and stunningly beautiful."
Then I followed that with something I came up with on the fly, but I think I was almost divinely inspired. I looked over at her and kind of went overboard, hoping she wouldn't laugh or slap me,
"Val, you are hot and what you don't realize is that looking hot, including showing off that sexy, tight body, is just letting everyone see the beauty of God's most amazing creation, you."
My wife was actually listening to my BS very seriously, nodding up and down. She didn't get mad or laugh at that last bit of inspired craziness. Finally, Val spoke. She had a little smile as she said she had to face reality and agree with Ava, me and everyone else. She was going to change all of her personal and work style as much as she'd changed her approach to our sex life. She was going to take pride in showing off her body, and making it her best moneymaker, as Ava kept on insisting that she do. I told her I Ioved that idea and would support her 1000%. Little did I know what I had agreed to.
For my girl never did anything half-way. How much she had changed her sexual attitudes and interests was proof of that. So, this was going to be quite the interesting journey, very sexy, I was sure. Literally as soon as we finished talking Friday morning, she texted a friend to borrow some 2" heels, picking them up after lunch so she could practice before work.
Though not in bad shape at all, Val also swore to me that no one had ever hit the gym as she was going to this summer. Nothing less than getting back to her college-aged dancer's body, with ripped arms and a six-pack, was acceptable. That night she was rocking the heels and more appropriate makeup, though still not as sexy as her new bedroom looks. Even with the same too large shirt and boring skirt her tips were better. Saturday brought more positive signs. Val had gone out that morning after we had had some great wake-up sex, reverse cowgirl this time, and hit some discount stores, using her first paycheck.
She modeled her new sexier look for me before work. She still had that silly extra-large shirt, but it was unbuttoned nearly to her boobs, and she had a nice new knee-length black cotton skirt. Her makeup was very close to what she wore when we fucked, dark and sexy, now with bright red lipstick. But the biggest change was Val had gone from 2" to 4" heels in only a day. To complete the package, her hair was combed out, looking impressive, and she had also replaced the delicate little crosses she wore as earrings with some of the big silver hoops she wore in her sexy bedroom look.
She smiled as she told me she bought two pair of heels, it was buy one get one free. Not only were the heels weirdly comfortable, she loved what the heels did to make her legs look longer and her ass rounder. I again reinforced and all the comments from her boss, telling her she was smoking hot, and I'd be happy if she called in sick so I could worship her ass all night long. She laughed, shook her head, and told me maybe on Sunday, she intended to make bank tonight.
When she got home, I was only half asleep, I guess you should not binge on Netflix on your night off. Val was ecstatic, as she sat on the bed next to me. She had gotten compliments all night long from her boss, the entire staff and the customers. She said all the men could not take their eyes off of her ass! I asked if making money from showing off her body bothered her and she had a very curious answer,
"Baby don't hate me, having all those men watching me, kind of got me a bit wet."
I hadn't expected that but was loving the crazy ride we were on. Then she volunteered that her tips were almost twice as high as Tuesday through Thursday. She kissed me and told me her initial success meant she was going to up her game even more. Val smiled, telling me she had bought three new tuxedo shirts, laughing as she confessed these shirts were sized to fit her, not someone twice her size. I couldn't wait to see her next week after work. It was going to be after work as I always left for work at least a half hour before Val each evening.
But tonight, I also wanted to reinforce for her how much I loved all the changes, especially since she had said exhibiting her hot body got her juices flowing. I stood Val up, pulled down her new skirt and panties and had her lie back on our big bed, with a pillow under her cute little ass. I ate her out to two very big orgasms before she'd had enough. My "new" Val had loved me eating her out, especially having her clit sucked. But my wife had laughingly insisted, after cumming twice, that she needed to shower up and get some sleep. Val had seemed to be telling the truth about getting wet at work. She was soaking wet even before my fingers or lips touched her vulva.
All August long, sexy and fun changes continued with Val. If it was possible, our sex life kept getting better and better. In fact, one day my "new" Val kissed me as she confided in me that she intended to get fucked in every room in our house and learn at least one new position every week. The second Friday, on my first night off, I saw Val again as she got ready to leave. She continued to look hotter. The new smaller shirt was looking good, showing off her already more fit body. There was no hiding how slender she was and, of course, how cute her boobs were.
And Val had a new skirt to go with those 4" heels. It was, I think, spandex as it hugged her body. The skirt was the shortest I'd ever seen her wear. It only came down to the middle of her slender thighs, so skin-tight that I was surprised I didn't see a panty line. I loved it, having never dreamed I'd see my hot wife in such a sexy and revealing outfit. Some changes are great, not good I decided. The combination of Val's much tighter clothes and the results from her daily gym workouts was one of those great, not good, changes.
I was curious and asked Val if she was going commando. My wife looked puzzled at the question. After I'd explained to her what that meant she laughed and smiled, telling me no, of course not. Instead, she pulled up the skirt and spun around, showing off a very cute black satin thong, another first for Val. I kissed her hard, wanting to take her back to bed, even though she had to leave for work. I told her I wanted to make love with her, all night long. Hearing that made her happy, and meant I only got chewed out a little for making her have to redo her lipstick from our kissing. A few weeks later, I realized the changes were not done, as I again caught sight of Val ready to leave for work.
The hottest month, August, is horrible in Florida. The heat and humidity are brutal. Everyone tried to avoid the sun and wear as little as possible. But tonight, for the first time, on one of the hottest nights of the year, Val had on black stockings to go with another very short and very tight black skirt. I was worried. The stockings looked great, but it really was hot and humid tonight. So asked her if they were thigh-highs or pantyhose. She grinned over, quite sexily at me, just saying,
"Neither baby."
I must have looked puzzled as Val once again laughed at me as she pulled up that very tight skirt. This time it wasn't just a sexy silk thong; Val was wearing a black lacy garter belt and old-fashioned stockings. It did appear both cooler and so much sexier than pantyhose. As I looked again, the lines from the garter straps were very obvious under the skirt. My random thought was a garter belt would not hurt her tips at all.
Val had told me that her tips kept on getting bigger every week. She also had almost an evil grin as she told me every night now, she liked to look down at her male customers. It was very obvious they were adjusting their pants to relieve the pressure from their stiff dicks. Not at all embarrassed, Val grinned some more as she said it might just be from her deliberately showing off and pushing either her boobs and ass in the guys' faces as she bent over to take orders or deliver food. She owned that she both knew she was the cause of all those hard dicks and loved that now she could get guys hard just by showing them her ass. Maybe Val had changed for good?
I also noticed by the end of that first month working not only was her makeup even heavier, but she was now plucking her eyebrows, they were now reduced to two super feminine, very hot, thin arches. Her hair, she hadn't had it cut since losing her last job, was now nearly halfway down her back. God my wife was more and more like sex on a stick each day. But that wasn't all. As the month ended, I wasn't sure if her shirts had shrunk or she'd bought new, even smaller ones. Of course, Val had lost weight with all her gym time, but it was if her shirt had shrunk. Her torso now barely fit her tuxedo shirt.
Also, that very tight shirt was unbuttoned to the bottom of her boobs, and I didn't see a bra. Though I didn't want to make her revert in her work clothes, I had to ask if the shirt was new and where her bra was. My bride didn't miss a beat with her answer, again looking at me with her coy smile,
"TJ it's all in the presentation. I got these even smaller shirts, and my tips went up again. Unbuttoning the shirt further meant no bra. I realized that every time I bent over and showed most of my titties, tips were even larger. Let's be real, showing off my body doesn't make me a chica vulgar or puta (trashy girl or whore). It just means I'm smoking hot, and I know it. Like my boss said, if you've got it flaunt it, use your moneymakers while you can."
That approach fit the new Val, but old Val would have been aghast. Then again, I loved the new Val. After that crazy chat, she strutted out the door, clicking across the kitchen in heels that looked even higher than two weeks ago. After she left, I had to check on what I'd seen. For me, since puberty, ultra-high heels were almost a fetish for me. I grabbed a tape measure and looked in her closet. The old 4" heels were there, but next to them were three new pair. Two had 5" heels and one pair were an insane 6" high. I had not expected heels that high, or at least that soon. But again, just like when her sex drive exploded and she embraced a sexier more age-appropriate style, I loved how she looked tonight. Basically, there was no way I was pushing back against Val strutting around showing off her tits, in shorter and tighter skirts, and higher and higher heels.
The Next Five Months - Fun Changes and Lots of Money
Just after Labor Day, Val let me know that she was still working nights, but her shift would start later and go until 3 not 1AM. She said that Ava was giving her more nightclub work, and that side of the place was open long after the restaurant kitchen closed. She said her boss had told her that since she was finally dressing like the hottest woman in the building, and the customers were loving her, she deserved to work most of her time in the nightclub. And she shared, that would mean much bigger tips for sure. I didn't complain, Val was already making a lot more than I thought she'd make just waiting tables.
As the fall went on, almost every night, Val came home and either stayed awake till I rolled in or woke me up if she was last in the door. It was like she'd been taking some kind of aphrodisiac pill. Each night Val was frantic with lust, and I loved it. We fucked and sucked like animals till we were worn out. Some nights we didn't even shower up afterwards, we just collapsed, tangled up with each other. If this was from the new job, I was all in favor of her working more hours. Val coming home with more and more money and insane with lust, needing my hard cock, was never a bad thing.
By the end of September Val had started to regularly hit the stores to build her desired new wardrobe. Each week there was a steady collection of bags from various shops in the area, all high-end places. There also were many more boxes from Amazon than ever before, almost all with women's clothing. All of the purchases were similar to her work outfits, in that they seemed designed to tease and arouse. While they were clearly tops and skirts, they were such tiny pieces of fabric that they certainly didn't cover a lot of my petite wife's body.
With all her purchases, now outside of work, her shorts and pants also were super tight and really showcased her cute ass. But of course, Val was also buying dresses. I happily found out what bodycon meant, and how an LBD could be very sexy. Val's collection of sensible cotton underwear really didn't work with her sexy wardrobe at all. So not a big surprise, there was also lots of sexy lingerie that complemented her new clothing collection. Soon most of her old, very boring, very chaste outfits were on the way to Goodwill. When I asked about such a total change in her personal style, I heard, for the first time, that this was how all her new friends at work dressed.
As the fall went on, I noticed some other changes. It was not just cotton, spandex and wool in Val's closet. As it slowly cooled down on the Gulf coast Val started wearing a lot more leather and I even saw a few pieces of latex. It was kinky, a hint of S&M themes, but I loved every item. Her new style wasn't limited to clothing or lingerie. Val's shoe collection had grown just as fast. It seemed that her boss had opened pandora's (shoe) box when she pushed Val to wear shoes much higher than her kitten heels.
Honestly, and happily for me, my wife now had a serious shoe habit. Though I was super turned on by high heels, I had to look up these odd new names, Jimmy Choo, Louboutin, Manolo Blahnik and others. Then one day she sent me a selfie, asking if the boots she had on, 5" ankle high stilettos, worked with her jeans. Fuck me, not any old jeans, these were skin-tight black leather jeans paired with a gold crop top nearly exposing the bottom of her boobs. Val had not been kidding when she said ALL of her wardrobe was getting upgraded. I replied she looked super-hot and edible. Nothing back from Val but a line of hearts and kissing emojis.
Honestly, I was in heaven every week with both of us embracing her new shoe fetish. I especially loved it when Val only wore some of her towering heels and boots with a very risqué, very sexy lingerie outfit. One day as I cleaned up our bedroom I looked carefully. I doubt, other than ballet flats and running shoes, if Val owned a pair of shoes or boots less than 4" high, and many were a few inches taller. Again, I was happy to be along on this journey, I could see no downside to Val's reinventing her personal style to be show off her sexy body.
I did find it a little odd that Val had totally replaced her entire wardrobe but never charged anything on our Visa. The only thing related to her new wardrobe on our Visa was a new dresser, technically a lingerie chest, needed for her ballooning collection of silk, lace and leather. Our closets were full of hot, probably expensive items, and nothing was ever hitting our Visa, interesting! When I told her I wasn't complaining but her new wardrobe had to be expensive, but nothing was ever charged to our Visa, she quickly dismissed my concerns, simply kissing my cheek and telling me,
"Lover, my customers love my outfits as much as you do. I'm killing it on tips, especially wearing my new black leather skirts."
I didn't want to be a killjoy or paranoid husband and totally loved her ass in a tight leather skirt. So, I complimented her on her business skills, and how her ass looked in black leather, and let it go. And hey, I wasn't lying. I adored her tight ass in all those new skirts that barely covered her tiny thong and just about showed the bottom of her ass cheeks. And besides, the best of Val's embrace of a very different lifestyle involved both fashion and fucking.
The following Saturday just after that odd chat and just before Thanksgiving, was the ultimate combination of hot fashion and steamy sex. It started when I came back from getting her car washed. Val had created a scene that was at once one of my favorite Saturdays ever. To me it proved that I was the one who got the most benefits from a sluttier and sexier wife.
A True Day of Thanksgiving
The day was cool and grey, but not rainy. Val had sent me out to get her car washed and also detailed, she'd made an appointment, though I thought her car was pretty damn clean already. But being a good husband, off I went. It was quite a process to get everything completed Val had asked for. So it was nearly three hours later, almost two PM, before I pulled back into our garage.
The kitchen was empty, but I could hear music playing on our new Sonos speakers in the living room. It sounded Latin, like Val was playing music from Cuba or Columbia. I decided all this was probably deliberate and headed for the music. The kitchen had been bright, but the living room shades were only partly open, making it quite a bit dimmer. With the much cooler weather today our fireplace was lit and there were also candles burning all over the place. I got hopeful, it seemed like someone was setting a mood for something both carnal and likely a lot of fun.
Then across our living room, I saw an amazing sight. Val was straightening up after pouring champagne into two flutes. My wife wasn't delicately setting a romantic mood; her outfit was not just sexy; it was pretty outrageous, the word kinky seemed proper. Val was clearly about to initiate a whole new sexy experience for both of us. I had no idea what was next but was sure I'd love it.
My slender wife strutted over to me, in that hip swiveling, one foot in front of the other dancer strut that made her look like a Vegas showgirl. Today my petite Val was somehow every bit as tall as me. This tall vision in sexiness wrapped an arm around my neck and kissed me like we hadn't seen each other in a year, handing me my flute. Then my lover toasted us, and asked me an easy question,
"Baby here's to four months of carnal fun and more to come. I decided we needed to celebrate. That's why I insisted you get my car washed. I had to have time to take a bath, shave all over, put on this brand-new outfit and primp. Do you like my new look and outfit?"
Of course, the answer was always yes, but before I could even reply, Val had moved away to pose in front of the fireplace. She hit a light switch, and I saw that the spotlight normally aimed at a picture above the fireplace of her parents from their wedding was now centered on her. My talented wife began to move around in time to the music. As she danced. Val was spinning around moving her body like the sexy Latina she was, showing off her hot, but pretty obscene outfit. She had pulled together the sexiest look I'd ever seen. It worked perfectly to bring out her coloring and show off her now massive mane of black hair.
Val's hair was loosely curled and now, four months its last cut, went almost to her waist. Her face was made up like she was dancing in a show in Vegas, bright silver eyeshadow, huge eyelashes and, of course, her signature bright shiny red lip gloss. In a perfect choice for her over the top makeup and outfit she wore three pairs of large silver hoops. Her outfit was just as wild as her hair and makeup. It was something I'd never seen before, but loved, a super-tight under-bust silver leather corset. The corset did its job, pushing up and showing off her bare sexy boobs, with her large, already hard nipples. To complete the kinky outfit, Val was also rocking a matching very tiny leather G-String and silver fishnets that looked great against her brown legs.
Although by now, with on her feet all night at work and daily gym workouts Val again had a legit six-pack, the corset, festooned with straps and silver buckles, had been tightened to somehow make her waist even smaller, giving Val a sexy hourglass silhouette. Fuck she was hot. To push my buttons even harder on her feet where the highest shoes I'd ever seen my wife wear. They had to be 8" tall and inside the big, clear platforms there were strobing lights, blue, purple and red. It was almost as if her shoes were from a 1970s disco, or one of the adult clubs Tampa is famous for.
Truthfully, this outfit was so insane, so raunchy and so fucking hot on my wife. In my head I wasn't sure if it looked more like what a porn star wore for filming or stripper would wear in Vegas. Whatever, I was rock hard before she touched me. My first thought truly was that after four months of better and better sex and fun, I'd now died and gone to heaven. Then, after Val grabbed her glass and sipped again, still waiting for me to speak, I finally got it together,
"Lover, this is the sexiest, hottest outfit I've ever seen you wear. I am already so hard I can't wait to kiss you all over before we do what I'm hoping for. I'm really hoping we fuck each other like beasts in front of the fire."
I had only one concern, once again, if you looked carefully from outside, you could see quite a bit of this scene through our blinds. So, I asked her, wanting to be sure this was on purpose,
"One thing Val, are ok that we can be seen from the street?"
She took a big sip of her champagne and smiled almost like a predator as she answered me,
"Baby, the risk of being seen is actually a huge turn on for me now. And you want me turned on, don't you?"
I laughed at that and as I sipped my champagne grinned at her and agreed, "fuck yeah I do."
So, to begin, we kissed and moved to the music as our hands played with each other. I asked her, since she looked for sure good enough to eat, if I could eat her out. Val grinned and nodded yes, as she bent down to kiss and bite my sensitive neck. It was odd but sexy to be eye to eye with my wife for once. Val then gave me my next, but not final surprise, as she reached down and ripped off that silver leather G-string. It was fastened with Velcro, how cool is that?
But today I wanted something different from every other time eating her spicy pussy. She now loved when I went down on her, but this sexy leather corset and super high heels called out for something else, new and different and more submissive on my part. As I pulled her over to the rug in front of the fire, I got to surprise her for the first time today,
"Lover, you are so sexy and hot. I need you to queen me, to ride my face and own me with your sexy pussy and ass."
As I said that I was getting on the floor and pulled her by her ankles over, so she straddled me, facing my head. Then as I got ready to pull her down to get eaten, Val must have figured out how this was going to work, and was all in. Standing above me, looking down at me past her cute boobs, she gave me a challenge,
"Oh, TJ you better be a good little bitch for me. I am going to ride you till you make me cum all over your face. And if you're good, I may not let you up all afternoon. If you're not good, you may find out how painfully dominant I can be in this powerful outfit."
Val was not totally serious; she giggled as she finished threatening me. But she did know what to do next, Val lowered herself smoothly down on me, dropping her full weight on my open mouth and outstretched tongue. The next few minutes reminded me of how long it had been and how much fun it was, to be under a hot woman as I got queened. I just loved the way Val's weight made it very clear she owned my face and tongue. I was happily busy, licking, sucking, and nipping at her shaved pussy.
Initially I was focusing on her lips and clit but also taking time to stiffen my tongue to fuck her soaked vagina as she kind of rolled her hips against my mouth and nose. Then I surprised her again with something we'd never done or even talked about. She was getting very close to cumming, when using my hands, I pulled her forward, so I could try something I'd always loved to do.
I first licked her taint, the sensitive skin between her pussy and asshole, then immediately moved to wetly rim her tight little rear hole. Val jerked as my tongue worked over her tight brown hole but didn't jump up or pull away. After only a second, she settled her weight, and her ass, down on me again, physically consenting to my aggressive ass worship. Then, knowing she was ok with this, as she was moaning above me, I started to tongue fuck her brown hole, just liked I'd already used my stiffened tongue to fuck her wet pussy.
While I orally worshipped Val's cute ass, I decided to overload her senses. Not stopping my licking her asshole, at the same time I used my fingers to rapidly fuck her tight pussy, making sure as I did that I rubbed her clit back and forth with my thumb. My once quiet and repressed little lover let out a scream as she almost immediately orgasmed, giving me yet another sound bite of what a woman feeling pleasure should sound like,
"Oh you little bitch, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, I'm cumming so hard. Oh my FUCKING GOD, I love your tongue up my ass. I fucking love this."
At that she pulled away, moving down my body so she could lie atop me and as we both recovered, kiss my face over and over. I had to believe Val was still processing what I had just done. But nope. As she thanked me for a great orgasm, she surprised me by already kind of reflecting on what had just happened,
"Baby, you surprised me by licking and tongue-fucking my ass. That felt so fucking amazing, now I wonder what it will feel like for your big cock to fuck this cute little ass."
I snapped open my eyes in shock, nope she wasn't joking. Val was grinning as she licked her lips, smiling over at me. Oh, life just kept on getting better, especially the next few minutes. Val kissed with a lot of tongue, telling me that we weren't done. Just like me getting queened, something new to her, she was going to give me an oral orgasm like I'd never had. Wow, this last three months, with her very developed oral skills, I had my doubts this orgasm was going to be unique. And, even crazier, as she said that, Val gave me her phone and told me she wanted both videos and pics as she sucked me off including when I came.
Ok that was some serious trust. We'd had fun with all sorts of crazy, even some pretty kinky shit since July, but Val wanting her face in pics was a true sign of how much she had changed. I took the phone but must have looked a little taken aback, so my wife filled in the gaps,
"Baby, I got some coaching on this from my best friends at work. I promised them I'd show them how much I paid attention."
Ok, that explained the pictures, but my brain was about to explode, wondering again who these friends were and what the fuck, what other things, beyond sexy fashion and sex, did they talk about. But, hey I thought to myself, my pledge of, "along for the ride no matter what Val wanted or did", was still the rule.
So, I lay there and wondered what was next. It started with Val sexily stripping me naked, while she stayed in her leather corset and sky-high heels. Soon I was naked, lying on that rug. As I watched, my super-hot girl moved down to my already hard dick in almost a predatory crawl. I thought I knew what was next, but nope, I was wrong again.
I mean I was right about the first part of her BJ. Like so many times before, Val kissed and licked all over my dick, as she spit on me and spread all my pre-cum and her spit around to get me super wet. And yes, she showed again how she could deep throat my dick like no one ever had. But then suddenly, just as I was beginning to climb towards a very nice orgasm my wife pulled away and stood up. She strutted over to our sturdy coffee table, pulling me over by my hand. Then she laid down, so that her head was off one end. Val now looked up at me and told me what she wanted,
"Baby, my thank you gift to you is I want you to throat fuck me with your dick, hard and fast, nothing slow, easy or dainty. While you do it, I need some pics and videos, and finish with some pics when you cum. You good with that?"
I didn't say a word; I just grinned as I went up to her head and looking down at the smoke show of her body. I then bent down to push my dick into her wide-open mouth. Val's non-existent gag reflex was on full display. Soon I was slamming my dick all the way till I was balls-deep down Val's throat. Soon she was moaning and nearly gagging, saliva all over the place running down her face to drip on the floor. Val had mastered her timing, breathing deeply through her nose each time my dick was barely in her hot mouth. Over and over she'd do crazy stuff, like reaching up to hold my ass, forcing me to stay ball-deep in her throat till she just about gagged. Despite all the noise and saliva everywhere, she loved this shit!
This was amazing, my wife was the best ever. In the middle of this porn movie like experience, I somehow got three good pics and about 90 seconds of video, not just of my wife devouring my cock, but the hotness of her outfit as she sprawled wantonly on our table. I was always a polite husband, so I called out to her that I was going to cum. Again, more surprises, but a really good final one.
Val pushed me away and left me standing there, my dick literally throbbing, so very close to exploding. She got onto her knees and began kissing my dick as she jerked me off. Then she told me what to do, very concisely and clearly,
"TJ baby, I need you to squirt your cum all over my face, like you probably have always dreamed of doing. And don't forget, I want pics of it too."
Barely taking a breath, with her mouth open, tongue sticking out, eyes barely open to protect against my cum, Val fisted me rapidly, making me groan. It felt so good. In only about 10 seconds I gave her what she wanted. My dick exploded, shooting four big pulses of cum, mostly into her mouth but also on her face and even up in her hair. I was snapping pics as I came, not sure what they'd look like. Then just like a porn star, Val opened her cummy mouth wide to show the camera all my cum coating her tongue and lips.
Val grinned up at the camera as she open-mouthed swirled and swallowed the largest part of my cum. Then ever the neat girl, my slutty wife licked my almost sore dick clean of her saliva and my cum. After she finally swiped all the cum off her cheeks and forehead, she shoved her fingers in her mouth so she could ham it up for the camera. I got my final pics of her sucking cum off her own fingers, swirling the last bit of cum around and then showing it pooled up on her long tongue before she swallowed her final slimy treat.
At this point, we both needed a break. So, I was good when Val stood up, kissed me and took me over to cuddle on that big rug, under a fleece blanket, in front of our warm fire. We giggled and talked about what we'd done as Val looked over the pictures and video. Some were just ok, but some looked as good as from a high-quality porno shoot. And of course, this "new" Val, was ecstatic, telling me her girls were going to be so proud of her. That scared me a bit, again my thought was, what kind of crowd did Val work with?
We also discussed kind of the elephant in the room. What had caused all of Val's changes since the summer? She brought it up, telling me she'd been trying to understand all the changes since her accident. To her, the only explanation that made sense was that her head trauma had rewired her brain somehow. She noted that she had been a girl who was pretty painfully shy and couldn't really see the point of sex, except to make babies. Now she spent every day trying to figure out how to show off her hot body and how to have the wildest possible sex with me. She also openly admitted it got her so hot to tease men and women. Sexually, as I already knew, my wife was pretty much insatiable, what many might call a nympho. I kissed her and tried to reassure her,
"Babe, I love what you've become, and our sex life is fantastic. I mean it's also possible you might fuck me to death, but what a way to go."
With all that talking, I decided it wasn't fair that I'd cum twice and Val once, so after about 30 minutes of napping and cuddling and after we'd polished of that bottle of champagne, I told her she need to have a seat. As she looked at me with a classic WTF look, I picked up my tiny bride and put her on the edge of the island, where she'd always loved being eaten out.
I then pulled over a chair, so I sat lower, after shoving the high kitchen stools to the side. Now I simply sat down to have another meal. Val's crazy heels were up on two of the stools and I basically dove in between her wide-open legs. I kissed her private parts from her taint to her hard clit and tried to swallow all of her juices I could. She was loving this, even though she had sworn she was too worn out to cum again as I carried her over to the end of the island.
I also thought I was worn out, but eating out this tasty pussy had me hard again. When Val looked down and saw my hard dick she pushed me away from her pussy. I started to ask what was going on when she slid off the island, threw a leg over mine and sat down on my dick. She used her 8" heels for leverage, pounding up and down on my dick as I wrapped my arms around her and we kissed. Despite each of us having cum just a bit ago, after only about five minutes we both came, for the first time ever, pretty much together. Val stayed on my lap, my dick and cum all up inside her wet pussy as we caught our breath. Then suddenly she saw the clock and leaped up, telling me she needed to run out and buy our dinner fixings so we could eat before she had to go to work.
I didn't get up, but sat there, so tired I was unable to move, my dick finally totally limp. Thankfully though Val had to go to work tonight, I was off till tomorrow night. In about 15 minutes she came down the stairs, dressed to go shopping, I guess. She hadn't really changed as much as she added a few pieces to her sexy silver outfit. And boy, Val was every man's wet dream with her outfit.
Val still had on those slutty heels and fishnets. And I could see she had put the G-string back on because the skirt she wore was this translucent, super tight black latex mini skirt. So, both her ass and that leather G-string were pretty visible. Val had on a matching black bolero jacket, that barely covered her exposed boobs, but at least it wasn't translucent. Today's surprises seemed to be never-ending.
I was a little concerned and asked Val if she was ok shopping like this. She giggled over at me and told me she shopped dressed like this all the time now. She said she was very popular with all the men who were in the store, even if they were with their wives or girlfriends. I was like "and", and Val laughed as she admitted,
"Yeah, a lot of wives are pissed off and more than a few call me a slut, but I don't really give a fuck."
At that she headed out still strutting with her liquid hip motion on those 8" heels. At the door Val paused to give me one final tidbit,
"TJ, maybe I've not been fully honest. But truthfully it now makes me feel so powerful knowing I can turn people on and also piss people off at the same time, just by walking past them."
At that, my wife disappeared into our garage, and I tried to clean up and air out our living room. It smelled like an orgy had gone on in the room. The rest of our year was pretty quiet, of course more hot sex every day, but nothing too wild. That is, it was quiet till my office holiday party and then Val giving me my holiday present right before Epiphany, the traditional end of the holidays. She had said she needed all that time to be ready for her first try at anal sex.
A Memorable Holiday Party
The first notable end of year event for us was my work get together. Our work party was always in mid-December at a big hotel downtown. It was always planned to it didn't sit on top of any of the big holidays, to maximize attendance. There must have been 200 people in the ballroom. While everyone was dressed up for the party, nothing like tuxedos and ball gowns. Almost eagerly, Val had taken the night off from work and told me I would not see her till seven when we left for the party. She disappeared for a day of spa and salon pampering. I was ordered to get dressed in the guest bedroom and wait for her downstairs.
Just before seven I heard Val's heels on the stairs, and I turned, for once wearing a suit, for the big reveal. She had been very coy about the dress, only saying it was pretty sexy, and I'd love it, but warned me that it was kind of revealing. That had intrigued me. We both had been so busy at our jobs, and working nights, so we hadn't dressed up and gone out in months. Suffice it to say, from the second I saw my wife's complete outfit, I knew she'd be the hottest woman at the party. I had assumed some kind of holiday dress, tight and showing off her body at bit.
Nope. Val had gone for totally sexy but edgy, especially for Tampa-St. Pete. She was rocking a very low-cut super tight, very shiny, mid-thigh red latex dress, with matching red stockings. It was so tight it must have been a size 2. With no bra you could see not just her nipples, but it was so thin and tight you could see the trim on her thigh-high stockings outlined in the latex. She was perched on her favorite Louboutin 6" spike heels, this time, of course, in bright shiny red, matching the highly polished latex dress.
In the spirit of the holidays, today she had some fun green highlights in her hair to go with that red dress. The day at the salon and spa had been worth it. Her beautiful hair and professionally done makeup complemented the dress perfectly. I wasn't too surprised at how it all turned out, I mean Val had been evolving her style for months. But I did realize this very ripped gym rat waitress, who was proud to show off her amazing body, was a far cry, and huge improvement over the shy, always covered up accountant of last summer. Val looked over at me, obviously expecting a compliment and so I burst out with a bad joke,
Baby, you look like a model strutting the catwalk, if you were just a bit taller of course."
Val gave me a little pout, but I could tell she was eating up my gushing praise. Happily, the party was a big success, though my boss spilled his drink, and didn't recognize her at first, when Val strutted up to join us. He hadn't seen her since probably last March and had no idea how much had changed with her. I also think, with all her concealing clothes back then he had no idea how hot her body was either. Val was a hit, captivating my single boss. He had always liked her, later I told her I was sure he was also lusting after her now. Val loved that. She confided to me that she could feel his eyes undressing her, moving between her boobs and ass the whole time they chatted.
She loved being out for once for fun, not working during the evening. Not just my boss, but everyone loved chatting with her. Of course, most of the guys were probably using the conversation as an excuse so they could stare at her, fantasizing about taking her home and ravaging her. That staring would have been worse if they knew, as I found out when we got home, that under that sexy dress all Val had on was the tiniest red latex thong. The thong was so narrow it barely covered her wet pussy lips.
Val did share on the drive home that while peeing in a stall she heard a lot of very catty things from some other women, the fat old hags as she labeled them. But since this "new" Val loved being envied and the center of attention, all that was part of what made her happy all night long. I mean I got it. Val was stunning and confident, but also still somehow really fun to be with.
If all those guys knew HOW much fun Val was in bed, they'd have been even more obsessed with watching her and probably making passes at her. After tonight Val was now quite publicly a new woman. But with all the craziness of that night and the last few months, it was nice that for once, when we got home, not hot raw sex, we were just romantic together. We drank some more champagne and made love atop some new red satin sheets that Val had sneakily put on the bed to set the holiday mood, or so she told me.
A Belated, but Amazing Holiday Gift
But my holiday present in January, her ass, was beyond any adventure we'd had in the last six months. All through November and December Val had been teasing and tantalizing me. She'd rub her ass against me at every chance, telling me I'd better love being inside such a cute ass. I always agreed at once, loudly. I mean her ass was super cute. Val enjoyed toying with me, telling me she was watching a lot of videos. My wife watching porn was yet another new and unexpected revelation. She said she had found a bunch of Latina porn stars, almost as hot as she was and was getting ideas from them on how to do anal. Though a lot of that was all about the tease, it did seem that Val was obsessed with crossing that last line to really be a sexy, slutty wife. Which meant, I guess, being fucked up the ass.
She also shared with me that she'd gotten a bunch of toys those mysterious friends at work had recommended and was practicing and getting her asshole ready for my big dick. But that was all she'd share, never showing me her toys or any of her "training". Every time I offered, good husband that I was, that I'd be happy to watch and give pointers, she shut me down, in what I knew was mock anger. By the first week in January, her promised time when I'd get my "present" I was super horny, eager, and very curious. And Thursday afternoon, a cold rainy day, when I walked into the house from mailing a package, I realized I was about to get all my curiosity satisfied and my present.
Just like in our mini orgy back in November, the kitchen was lit up, blinds open, and I could hear dance music, now old-school soul, playing in the living room. I was realizing Val now loved to set the mood and put on a show. As I dropped my coat and walked into our living room I could tell this was going to be fun. No kinky outfit this time, Val was only wearing shiny, super high, more extreme than I'd seen before, black ankle boots. Later she smiled as she told me her boots were just about her new favorites, and a kinky 9" high. Wow Val really was sexy as fuck. She was naked otherwise, dancing in front of our fireplace, with that spotlight again turned around to focus on her.
Val's entire naked body was already oiled up; she was literally glowing in the light. She was dancing very sexily, putting on quite the show rubbing her body and pushing her boobs up and caressing and even pinching her already hard nipples. I didn't know what her plan was, but I was hoping it was time for my holiday present. Val took control as soon as I was in the room,
"TJ, baby, sit down and get comfy. I'm going to give you a bit of a show. I pretty sure you'll like it, then I'm going to give you your present."
As she finished talking, she blew me a sexy little kiss and started dancing again. Val was strangely very comfy in those towering platform ankle boots. Basically, for the next couple of minutes Val danced for me, keeping centered under the spotlight. But what that really meant is she moved around like she was on a stage in a nudie club, squirting more oil over her sexy body and rubbing the oil all over her ripped torso.
Beyond spreading the oil around, Val was playing with herself in a very adult way. Whether it was pulling on her nipples or stroking her pussy, before she licked the juices off her own fingers, Val was the sexiest I'd ever seen her, and clearly getting really wet. I now 1000% knew I really had a great wife! And while she was super-hot, I could not wait to sink my cock deep in her tight little ass.
As the song ended Val pulled out a fluffy rug and positioned it under the spotlight. As she lay down on the rug she pulled over a small bag and took out a big bottle of lube and some toys. If this was the second half of the show, it was getting hotter and hotter. I was kind of expecting something like what Val had set up, but what happened next threw me for a loop.
My once innocent wife, while she was lying there, pulled out something from her bag I didn't know we owned, a big glass ashtray. Val next pulled out a lighter and put what was clearly a joint between her lips and fired it up. As I watched in shock, Val got high as she rubbed more oil all over her body, especially all over her chest and pussy. I was still speechless but really getting hard as she pulled and twisted her nipples and continued to rub oil all over her lower lips, her clit, and in a hint of today's present, below her pussy on her taint and her asshole. Seeing my mouth open in shock, Val gave me a hint that I didn't know nearly all the changes she had embraced recently,
"Baby don't look so shocked. You used to get stoned all the time. And yes, I did know about that. But it's no big deal, I know all that was before you started your job."
Still taking big tokes and holding the smoke way down in her lungs, Val gave me some context.
"Honey my friends at work got me started. They tricked me at first, but once I realized how fun it was to be stoned, I toke up all the time before, during and after work."
Jesus, ok, more from these "friends". And what did the phrase "how fun it was to be stoned" mean. Was she fooling around with them or had she fucked me while high and I never knew? Most worryingly, were all these friends only other women? Was Val getting some side action? But Val clearly was not about to clarify her puzzling comments. Today was about anal sex! She was still smoking her joint as she continued to oil herself up and masturbate, pulling out her first toy, a slender purple dildo. Though it had only been a few minutes since she had lit up, the joint was now totally gone. As Val oiled up the long dildo, she shocked me again,
"Baby, I LOVE weed, I love how it feels to get so super stoned and love to fuck stoned much more than I love to just fuck. And you KNOW how much I love to fuck now."
Still in shock, I watched as Val teased her wet pussy running the dildo up and down her wet lips before she started fucking her tight pussy with that long toy. But she wasn't done with that first toy when she pulled the toy out of her kitty after only a short time of playing. Instead, she pulled over a big pillow and pushed it up under her lower back. Keeping her heels on the carpet, Val moved lower with her now very wet toy. Now we were getting to something new for Val.
I watched, transfixed, as next she pulled something out of her ass. She had been dancing with some kind of toy already in her ass. The toy made a kind of wet plopping noise as Val pulled it out. I recognized it as a quite wide, silver butt plug. Holy shit, I'd had no idea it was even in her ass. As Val laid it down, I saw it had a cute purple jeweled base too. Then Val easily slid the lubed-up purple dildo deep in her ass as she started to fuck her tight brown hole. Fuck this was so hot, and I had a feeling she was just getting started.
Leaving the dildo sticking out of her asshole, Val next pulled out another long dildo, this one was black, molded like a real dick, and quite a bit wider than the purple one. I wasn't surprised when, after lubing it up, just like with the first toy, Val fucked her pussy deeply and rapidly, moaning as the plastic dick stretched out her pussy. If this was her training, Val was clearly well-trained.
But I was a bit taken aback with her skills when Val grinned me, popping the first dildo out of her asshole with just her muscles. Then my no longer delicate wife began almost brutally shoving that wide black fake cock deep in and out of her own ass, like it was a pencil. Now moaning loudly, but clearly not in pain, she grabbed yet another toy from her bag.
This one was a very wide ended vibrator, that I knew was called a Magic Wand. My girl certainly had a big toy collection! As she continued to fuck her ass fast and hard with her black dildo, she began to use the wand on her pussy. She did run that buzzing wand all over her lips, but mostly kept it hard against her big, stiff and almost angry red clit. I watched as she rotated the head of the wand all around her pussy, loudly moaning again as she clearly neared a big orgasm. As I watched, rock-hard, she came all over the wand, squirting out her juices out as she orgasmed.
Smiling over at me, clearly enjoying keeping my attention on her lewd show, Val pulled the big dildo out of her ass, with that wet popping sound. In what was new for me, pulling the toy out of her ass had left a sizeable gape. I realized it was time for my present when Val looked over at me,
"Baby, you look really hard. The faster you are naked and get over here the faster I can lube up your beautiful cock so I can lose my anal cherry."
I wasn't going to ponder whether fucking your own ass took your anal cherry. Nope, I immediately ripped off my clothes and was standing over her in a flash. My randy wife squirted lube all over my cock and fisted my already throbbing dick for a few seconds. After doing that she reached out to pull her legs back and up by grabbing those super high heeled boots. Then I got told, again, what to do,
"TJ honey, my asshole is open and waiting for you. Push that lovely big dick up my ass and fuck me hard and fast baby."
Val was so beautiful and sexy always. But when she went into slutty talk mode, I was even more turned on. I slowly slid my cock into the first asshole I'd fucked since college. I immediately realized Val's ass was even better than my last girlfriend's, all those years ago. There was no painful widening of her sphincter muscles, Val had done all that herself. Nope, today I easily slid deep inside her very wet tight rear passage. From her loud moan, this was all pleasure, no pain for my hot lover.
Soon I was pounding her super tight and very wet ass like a sex machine. Looking down at her, I was not surprised when Val let go of her right heel, grabbed her wand and again began to use it directly on her clit. I was so turned on I couldn't last long, but Val made it go quicker with her loud moans and comments like,
"Oh pound my ass lover. I already love anal. You're going to be fucking my ass a lot honey."
Then as I leaned down to kiss her hot mouth, tasting the weed she'd just smoked and continuing to piston my dick deep in her ass, Val exploded in another big orgasm, spraying pussy juice again, this time all over my stomach and chest. He ass muscles clenched hard as she came and that was all it took for me. Just as she came down from her orgasm, I also came, shooting a big load deep into her hot bowels. I collapsed onto Val. We both were out of breath but kissing each other over and over.
As we cuddled in front of the fire, still under that spotlight, Val let me know what she thought of toys and anal sex after her first assfucking, asking me for feedback,
"Baby I have to tell you I was just a bit nervous, but had really loved training myself with my plugs, dildos and vibrators. Now that you've fucked me, if you liked it, I'm going to want to have my ass fucked a lot more, especially during my period. What did you think baby? This can be a one-time thing if you aren't cool with fucking my ass?"
I just grinned and gave her the green light,
Val, I didn't like it, I loved it. Pounding your hot ass was a lot of fun. And of course I want to be a good husband, I'll do whatever you ask me to do, it's the least I can do."
Val looked over at me and cracked up. Kissing me as she told me I was totally fun of shit, but still my answer was again, the right answer. Out future was something that could not be known, but my wife's changes had been perfect to make a happy husband into a very happy husband.
End of Part II
Next some more twists and turns and some big decisions. That section is written, just needs some final editing. NOT sure there will be a part IV!
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