What his wife won't give him

"Guess the first thing to ask is what's off-limits?" Ben says.

"If I say stop, you stop. Apart from that, I like to keep an open mind."

"Okay."

"I'm here to make you happy Ben." My hand rubs his thigh. "Whatever that means."

"Well, any sex is good. Better than what my wife puts out."

"Ohh, does she not take care of you?"

"Not really." He sighs. Doubt I'm getting the full story, but I'm not a marriage counselor. Hell, divorces are a big part of my 'actual' job.

"Well, I know if I had a handsome, hard-working man to go home to, I'd make sure to take good care of him." I start grinding against his crotch. "Tell me what she doesn't do?"

"We only ever do missionary now. She just lays there and-"

"Sounds like she doesn't appreciate you."

"She doesn't."

I stand back up and then face him, undoing my bra as I do so. "Does she suck your cock anymore?"

"Never."

My bra falls to the ground, so I go down to my knees. Massaging his thighs, I say "Let me take good care of you then."

Within seconds, I have his belt undone. After unzipping his fly, I tug down on his pants, allowing his cock to stand at attention. He's rather average in size, but a guy like this is got to be pent up. Work stress plus a boring sex life should equal a man ready to fuck like an animal. Then again, there's only one way to find out.

I start by sucking on his sack, something I doubt his wife has ever done. My hand strokes his shaft whilst he moans. Next, I drag my tongue across his length, before focusing my tongue on the sensitive cluster of nerves under his tip.

"Oh my God..." Ben coos.

My mouth then engulfs his tip. I flick my tongue around his head a few times before plunging down his shaft. Once I hit the base, I start bobbing up and down, to which he moans with pleasure.

"Fuck... No one's ever given me head like this..."

Although it might not be exactly what he wants, I pop my mouth off of his shaft. "You sound like you're gonna burst."

"Ohh fuck Amelia... You keep doing that I might just do so."

"Mhmm, we can't have that just yet babe. I want your cock inside me."

"Sounds good to me."

"Let's go to the bedroom."

Ben completely removes his pants and then stands up. I make sure to grab my handbag before he leads me to the room, he begins unbuttoning his shirt. After throwing his shirt off, Ben opens the door to the bedroom. As I enter, I wonder what else my client will want from me tonight.