Not a quickie but its been a number of days since I’ve gotten down with @jmswife731.  This morning, before I began my trip across state there was something in her eyes, something in her ‘good-bye’ kiss before I left.  Her lips were more tender, more needy.  They swallowed my lips differently than they had in a number of days.  Maybe I could sense it.  Maybe there were pheromones that I could smell.  I don’t know but I could tell something was going on with her.

As I drove in my car, my cock twitched.  It was like an alarm clock that jolts you awake.  I wasn’t even thinking about sex, at least not consciously,  when a semi-erection made me reminded me, “oh yeah, you haven’t had sex or even had an orgasm in several days.”  What’s wrong with you!!!

Then it hit me.  It was due to my wife.  She’d sent a message to my sub-conscious that I had picked up.  She was good-to-go!  Why hadn’t I picked up on this sooner?  I just kept thinking about her morning routine and then imagined her, laying on the bed, vibrator in on hand and the other on the remote skipping to a porn scene that would get her off.  A scene, I’m sure, of two men with one woman.  She was surely imagining herself between these two cocks: one in her mouth, the other in her pussy.  Back and forth her body would be bounced between these two cocks.  Would she even bother to imagine that I was one of them? It didn’t matter. My cock was so erect that I thought I’d have to pull over at a rest-stop to wank one in a bathroom stall!

I imagined the moment that she would come. Her body would tense with the eruption of her orgasm while she imagined each cock exploding with her.  If she were really in the scene, her porn-star blow job would surely have destroyed the guy at her mouth and he would have exploded against her soft lips with one of her hands folded around his shaft.  The other man, fucking my wife’s pussy, watching her ass cheeks quiver with each thrust of his hips against her, would have made his cock swell and pulse while she came.

Yes, surely this would be her fantasy.  This would be what made her climax on our bed this morning.  And though I wasn’t there, I knew, deep inside the depths of dirty mind…I knew.