In the office

Your wife bounds through the door in her biking outfit. She's wonderfully sweaty with the tight outfit clinging to every curve. She must have pedaled all the way from home soon after you left. As Jennifer looks quizzically through the door, your sweet little wife closes and locks the door behind her.

"Here's lunch, honey!" She chirps, swinging the pack off her back. "I got you a vitamin boosted fruit smoothie to... replenish you." She giggles at the thought.

"You're too kind," you sigh, taking the drink from her with a smile.

"Yes I am," she responds. "And while you consume that I'll have my little snack."

With that she spins your chair around and roughly pulls your slacks down.

You quickly reach over the phone and tell Jennifer that you're not to be disturbed for a while. Your secretary confirms your request with a knowing laugh.

When you turn back to your wife, you see that she's pulled some more items out of her pack. First she takes a plastic bottle of honey and squeezes some over your firming penis. "It's already such a sweet dick, this might be overkill," she laughs, pausing to lick a little honey off her fingers after she puts the cap back on the nozzle.

You quickly drink down the smoothie, knowing that you're going to be losing a lot of fluid very soon.

She starts licking the thick honey off of you, at first with a darting tongue that barely grazes the head, then with longer passes that start from the base of your pounding hard-on as if she's licking an ice-cream cone. The sticky goo is going all over her face and hands, but she seems oblivious as she works your erection over with more and more abandon.

"Mmmmm, I want it. I want more of your cum..."