Start with a shower

In the sanctity and safety of the master bath, Dara took stock of the stranger in the mirror, whose image was quickly blurred by the enveloping steam from the shower. Dara likened the reflection to her current state of mind. Everything was just a blur anymore, her mind filled with a thick haze of fog, unable to find any clarity to reason or thought. She was a total mess, physically and mentally. She could not develop a rational motive for her actions or behavior, outside of unearthing some deep-rooted, hidden desires that even she was originally unaware of.

However, now was not the time to spend dwelling on her thoughts. If she were to keep her activities hidden from David, she needed to cover her tracks, and do so quickly. She stepped past the glass divider and into the tiled enclosure placing herself under the hot waterfall. It took Dara three repetitions of washing her tresses until they felt clean. With little time to spare, Dara vigorously scrubbed her body from head to toe, giving her skin a clean, pink, healthy glow. She stepped out, toweled off quickly and donned a terry cloth robe, hanging on the wall.

Still trying to dry her hair, Dara stepped into the bedroom, to let David know the shower was now available for his morning ritual. Dara stopped dead in her tracks, suddenly unable to move or utter a single sound. Her eyes took in the sight of her husband, sprawled atop the mattress, the blankets tangled around his feet. His familiar form lay nearly naked before her eyes, which settled upon his loose fitting boxers and the erect muscle poking through the slit. Dara was not so naive to not know about morning wood, however, she remained transfixed on yet another cock!

'Cock … Taste … Can't get enough … More … Drink from cock … Satisfy desires … Nice cock … Cock … Helpful cock … Need cock … Your cock … Favorite cock … Hungry for cock … Thirsty for cum …' The repetitive chant from the familiar voice filled her head. Consumed with desire, it seemed as if she floated towards his proud pole, hovering over him as she now stood at the foot of the bed. With catlike ease, Dara crawled atop the bed, nestled between David's parted legs, and hovered over the prick pointing towards the ceiling. Magnetized by the sight, she watched as it twitched when her hot breath fell upon the sensitive flesh. Within an instant, her mouth fell over the prized prick with practiced ease, taking him fully inside her mouth.

David was not as endowed as the two young men she had previously, but it was a nice cock, nonetheless. Dara laved her tongue over the musky flesh, savoring the salty sweat. Dara found herself comparing the three cocks yet again, finding this one to be not as appealing as the two others. She had no misgivings, this was a cock that was hard and going to satisfy her current desire. This was a cock that would hopefully quench her thirst and satiate her hunger. However, it was noticeably different than the others, and Dara couldn't quite figure out why. It wasn't the physical attributes that concerned Dara, it was something else!

Dara's musings were interrupted by the gentle hands placed upon her head, guiding her oral ministrations. David's touch was gentle, soothing, and encouraging Dara to continue. His moaning of appreciation was singing through the room, music to her ears. A gentle rise of his hips towards her head, foretold of his own impending desire. Each thrust was met with a loving suckle, hollowing her cheeks against the pulsating prod. Her tongue was pressed firmly against his shaft, letting it glide effortlessly towards the back of her throat.

Dara sensed that David was near boiling point. Not one to be denied, she redoubled her efforts, easily deepthroating his length, feeling it pulse and twitch within her mouth. His ass rose off the bed, legs locked rigid as his entire body convulsed. He grunted and finally released a backlog of batter that had been building for almost a week! Dara relaxed her throat and gulped down the more than generous offering, never allowing a single droplet to escape her tight seal. She swallowed everything her husband had to offer, and proceeded to suckle every last remnant from within, before letting his shriveling member slip from her mouth.

His hands, still gripping the sides of her head, tilted her so that he could finally see her lovely face, and see the sparkle in her eyes. Dara tried unsuccessfully to avoid his gaze, the sudden realization that she had lost control again, filling her with shame and disgust. She had never performed oral with David before! She had rebuffed his attempts in the past, and it was never broached beyond that. All those years of denial to David, and now she had not just sucked his cock, but deepthroated him with ease, swallowed every last bit of semen from his cock, and suckled him clean afterwards.

“Whew! That was amazing!” His voice was raspy, still trying to catch his breath, looking down at his lovely wife. It didn't take long for the confusion to set in however. She could see it grow as it spread across his face. She knew the question was coming, and she dreaded it at this point. Captured between his hands, she couldn't escape it. “So? That was unexpected to say the least! What brought that on?”

Dara should have thought this through, prior to diving in on his dick. Could she say the truth? Could she say that she's obsessed with sucking cock lately, and just had to have his cock in her throat? Lowering her eyes to the now flaccid member, Dara blurted out, “I felt bad about yesterday … The house was a mess … not having made dinner … so sorry!”

David, not wanting a repeat performance of yesterday's kitchen episode, was quick to interrupt. He commanded Dara's eyes once more! “Look at me! Whatever happened yesterday is over. The house can go without cleaning for week and still look fine! And as far as dinner is concerned, we can eat out every night, if you're going to wake me up like that every morning!” He couldn't stop the smirk from filling his face, even it was a promise that would never come to fruition.

Dara chuckled ever so lightly and playfully smacked his thigh, pulling herself away from David's grip. “You're such an ass! Now get ready for work! I've got breakfast to prepare!”