Chapter 4: Katie's Road Head

Fred and Katie pulled into a parking lot that was close to their tailgate spot in Lawrence, Kansas. An evening game vs. Kansas State was always a good time even though it most likely meant a loss for the Kansas Jayhawks. Fred and Katie both had graduated from KU and were avid followers of the football and basketball teams. Fred usually attended the games with his college friends but Katie was adamant that she wanted to attend the games this season.

Since her sexual awakening a few months ago she wanted to spend more time alone with her husband. She felt a deep connection to him both spiritual and physical than any time in their marriage.

Fred likewise wanted to spend time with his sexy wife and was excited to bring her to the evening football game. He had noticed how Katie seemed different but he was unable to pinpoint the change besides the obvious sexual side. She carried herself differently. Perhaps it was the extra time in front of the mirror or the way she dressed. It was unseasonably cool that evening and Mrs. Jackson was dressed in a perfect fitting pair of blue jeans made her ass look tight and scrumptious. A tight fitting Kansas Jayhawks tee shirt enhanced her b-cups breasts making them appear like two perfect small apples on her chest. She wore calf high heeled boots that accented her slim legs.

As they happy couple approached Fred's college friends hand in hand; there were six or seven men standing around watching another game on the television that was mounted to a large motor home that was owned by Steve Mallory. Steve was an old friend and prominent businessman in the area. Fred and Steve had worked together in the past and he always invited him to the tailgate. As the Jackson's walked up about half of them turned and stared at the sexy wife.

Mrs. Jackson smiled brightly at them as she figured it was because she hadn't attended a tailgate with her husband in years. She greeted them and moved over to the huddle of wives and girlfriends. As she walked through the tailgate; her hips swayed slightly as their eyes were fixated on her firm ass.

She stood and chatted with the other wives as Fred poured a cup of beer from the keg and stood with his college buddies. The smell of BBQ filled the air as alcohol flowed freely from the kegs that surrounded the group of friends. Fred couldn't help but stare at his wife.

But it wasn't just him that stared as he noticed several of his friends glancing over at Katie. Fred's ego swelled that all of his friends were enamored with his wife. He couldn't help but think to himself how jealous they would be if they only knew the truth about her new found sexual prowess.

Fred sat down in a fold out chair as he watched the game on the television. Steve Mallory plopped down next to him in a lawn chair and motioned towards Katie, "So you finally got the ball and chain to come out?"

"Yeah. She decided she wanted to come out to a few tailgates this year," as he drank from his cup.

"She should come out all the time," Steve slurred as he tipped his plastic cup to Fred and he couldn't stop staring at Mrs. Jackson, "It's been a few years since I saw her and she looks better than ever!"

Steve belched loudly as Katie turned and smiled at Fred and winked at him. Steve jumped in his seat, "Damn! You are a lucky fucker!"

"Where's Monica?" Fred asked as he glanced around the tailgate, "Is she ever going to come back out to the games?"

"No. She's at home," Steve slurred as he chugged his beer, "But that's fine; she would be pissed that I'm gawking at your wife," as he slugged Fred in the shoulder and laughed.

Fred laughed to himself as he was amused at Steve's infatuation with Katie, "Does she work out a lot?"

"Katie?" Fred's eyebrow raised, "All the time. She teaches yoga."

"You lucky fucker!" Steve's foot stomped on the ground, "You've always been the lucky one!"

Fred raised his glass as Steve raised his, "I'm better go say hi." Steve stood up but nearly fell over as he walked up to Katie and put his arm around her and pulled her into his body. Fred watched as his old college friend turned Katie to face him and knew his buddy was feeling her hard breasts against his chest. As much as he wanted to go separate them; something inside of him stopped him from standing up and walking over.

Steve was rich beyond his means, and although was slightly out of shape, was very successful. He had married the head of the Kansas cheerleading team from their college days after he met her at a practice as he played for KU back in college but mostly as a backup. Fred watched as Steve and Katie chatted briefly as his hands roamed his wife's hard body.

Fred felt his blood pressure boil as he watched as his drunken college friend moved his hand down towards Katie's tight ass. They turned and he was sure he grabbed it as he watched Katie move quickly away from him. He poured himself another glass of beer as Steve continued to flirt with his wife as she stood amongst the other wives. A few tried to push him away and direct him towards the television but he kept pressuring himself back next to Katie. Finally Katie turned to him and pushed him in the chest after he reached out and cupped her ass again. "Woah," Steve yelled as he turned and walked away.

As Fred's blood pressure rose he was confused by the excitement in his body. His mouth was dry and his heart pounded. He felt his cock stiffen in his pants. Katie came back over and sat down next to him, "Is Steve always like that?"

"I don't know," Fred acted as though he didn't see anything, "What happened?"

"He needs to keep his hands to himself," Katie sipped her beer, "Did you see him grab me?"

"No," Fred gasped, "What?"

"He grabbed my ass! Twice!" Katie guzzled her beer as she poured herself another glass. She was appalled that Steve, who she knew was married, would try to grab her like that.

"Seriously? I'll go talk to him! This is bullshit!" as he raised his voice. He began to stand up but Katie grabbed his arm and forced him back into the chair.

"No, I took care of it!" Katie giggled at her husband's jealousy.

Fred glanced over at Steve who stood next to his camper. He kept glancing over at them as he still had a look of lust in his eye. Fred couldn't help but smirk.

The alcohol flowed freely at the tailgate. Fred knew he had to drive home later so he stopped drinking but Katie continued to consume alcohol. Steve ultimately passed out in a chair as most of the tailgate went into Memorial Stadium.

The happy couple cuddled together in the brisk evening air as Katie kept refilling her soda with Jack Daniels that she had snuck in. He couldn't help but be amazed at his wife. It sometimes was boring at home but since everything happened it was like they were back in college and as he watched his wife mix her drink; he couldn't have been happier. However Fred couldn't stop thinking about Steve groping his wife's ass. He felt his cock swell as his wife pressed her ass back against him as they stood during a crucial play.

"The game's really exciting isn't it?" Katie turned and whispered into his ear as she continued to press her ass harder against his groin. A seductive grin erupted across her perfect thin lips.

Never in his dreams did he think his wife would act like this in public, granted she had drank her fair share of alcohol, but he felt like the luckiest man in the world, "Oh yeah! As he ground his pelvis back against his wife's perfect tight ass.

The couple continued to flirt and tease with each other amongst the crowd of Jayhawk fans as none were the wiser. During halftime they returned to the tailgate where Steve, who had awakened, poured everyone shots. Knowing the outcome; the Jacksons decided to stay at the tailgate instead of returning to the stadium.

Katie continued to sip cocktails while Steve flirted with her. It was obvious that he was infatuated with her but the happily married wife blamed the alcohol. She cuddled with her husband as her head started to buzz. The world was spinning and her body tingled as she knew what awaited her that evening from her husband. She couldn't wait to get his cock in her mouth. It salivated as she stared at him. She couldn't remember being this horny in her entire life. She wanted him to make love to her all night long. She knew she should have stopping drinking but Steve continued to pour her alcohol.

After another devastating loss Katie and Fred made their way to the car. Fred had his arm around his wife as she was having difficulty walking. She had never been able to handle her alcohol very well plus she hadn't drink like this in years.

He felt her hands all over his body and was trying to kiss him as they walked towards their parking spot. She felt him cup his balls as they walked. He shook his head in disbelief that the executive of a major bank was acting like this. She was the mother of his children and he would have never believed that she would be groping him in public. If everyone wasn't leaving the game; Fred would have tried to have sex with her in the front seat at that very minute. He opened the passenger door as Katie slid into the seat, "Such a gentleman!" she slurred.

Fred briskly walked around the car and sat down and soon was driving the streets of Lawrence. Katie turned up the post-game chatter on the radio as Fred quickly turned it off. They had spent a bit of time at the tailgate saying goodbye as more shots were poured, "Did you let Steve get another feel before we left?"

"No!" Katie head buzzed, "He needs to watch what he drinks!" She tilted her head back in the seat. She put her arm up across her forehead hoping it would stop the world from spinning.

"Ehhhh," playing off his friend's behavior, "He's drunk like you!"

"And horny," Katie cooed from the passenger seat.

"You're drunk," Fred countered as he shook his head.

"Yes I am!" Katie giggled to herself, "and horny!"

Fred's heart beat rapidly and if he wasn't caught in traffic he would pull over and fuck his wife along the side of the road.

Katie leaned across the seat, "Here's a little secret," she slurred," I get horny when I'm drunky!" as she reached out and grabbed her husband's thigh.

"Really?" Fred's eyes widened.

"Uh-huh. Did you know I want to give you a blowjob at that 4th of July block party a few years ago," the drunken wife happily confessed as she stared out the window.

"Wow! I really wish you would have," as he felt his cock harden in his pants.

"Just so you know," as she pointed her index finger at her face, "I get horny when I'm drunk!"

Fred looked over at his wife with his eyebrow raised, "Yeah you said that," laughing at her. "Why don't you do something about it now?" His eyes returned to the highway as he drove through traffic.

"Like what?" Katie's head buzzed. The world around her was spinning.

"You seem to be taking care of your horniess when I walked in on you that afternoon," Fred's eyes shot towards his wife.

"Stop it!" she slugged him in his shoulder, "That was embarrassing!"

"I wasn't embarrassed! You were so hot! But that's what I thought; you're just a tease," Fred smirked as he merged into traffic on Interstate 70.

"Is that a dare?" Katie smirked as her head felt dizzy but she couldn't deny the feelings erupting inside of her body. She slid her hands across her body and down her torso, then slowly unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans.

Fred's eyes divert downwards and he saw that she either was wearing something very tiny which barely covers her or nothing underneath her jeans.

Katie took a long slow deep breath as she pushed her hand inside her jeans, her fingers slipped between her smooth wet folds. She moaned as she felt how incredibly wet she was, "Ooohhhhhhhh!"

Fred swerved in the lane as she lifted her ass up from the seat and slid her middle finger deep inside her, closing her eyes as she felt the incredible warmth and wetness. She wiggled it back and forth a couple of times before slowing withdrawing her hand from her jeans.

He looked over at his wife as he saw her hand emerging. "Is this what you had in mind?" as she leaned towards him and ran her fingertip over his lips before she slipped it into his mouth for him to savor. As she felt him gently sucking on her finger, she glanced down at his lap and from the glow of the dashboard lights she could see rock hard cock outlined in his jeans.

Fred jumped in his seat as he looked over at her as she slid her finger out of his mouth and returned her hand to inside of her jeans. Katie slowly began to finger her pussy, working it in and out, her deep breathing making her chest heave up and down. With her free hand she pulled her t-shirt up and pushed her bra just enough for it to slide off her breasts.

Her nipples were semi-hard and he licked his lips as he imagined feeling them harden in his mouth. Katie moaned as she took her middle finger and pushed her nipple around in a circular motion, making it harden completely, and then doing the same to the other nipple.

She fingered her pussy as deep as she could and slowly pulled it out of her pants. She moved towards Fred's face but he turned and softly spoke, "Put it in your own mouth." If she got horny when she was drunk he wanted to see how far she would go.

Katie hesitated but only for a minute until she sucked it into her wet mouth, making sure to get every droplet of her juices. "Mmmmmm, I taste good," she said with a seductive smile. Her one hand rubbed her breast harder feeling up every inch of the perfect b-cup.

"Oh. My. God." Fred glanced at the road and back to his wife. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would ever see that, "You do taste incredible!"

"I'm glad I listened to you!" she slurred, "I love it when you go down on me. I love the way your tongue feels on me!" Katie sunk into her seat as she stared at her husband, "If you're lucky, I might just let you taste some more tonight," she teased.

She released her breast and moved both hands to her hips and pushed her jeans downwards. Lifting her ass up off the seat, she slid them down, past her thighs and knees, and down to her ankles. She kicked her boots off and pulled her jeans off. She slid her feet out of them. The hard bodied wife was naked from the waist down as she turned and rested her back against the door, then lifted her left foot up, and rested it on the seat by Fred's thigh.

He had a perfect view of her silky smooth and very wet pussy, and he found himself staring at his incredibly sexy hard bodied wife. He would stare for only one or two seconds and then back at the road again. She reached down with both hands, and massaged and squeezed her small tender breasts together. She then lowered them and with her left hand she separated the folds in a way peeling back the petals of a delicate flower, and with her right hand she used her middle finger to gently massage her tender little bud. It was very liberating and exciting to play with herself in front of her husband. It was taking her arousal to levels she had never experienced before.