The House Guest

Robert wasn't surprised when his wife, after reading the church pamphlet, asked if he would mind if they accommodated a visiting delegate from interstate. "It is only for a couple of days", she said. "I know the church has had difficulties finding accommodation for the delegation. I don't know any of the women but if you don't mind I will say we can offer facilities for one". He put down the paper, his mind registering on one word 'woman'. "Yes we do have the space", he said. "But I wouldn't want it for too long, just a few days I don't have any problems with", he concluded. Normally a wife would have been delighted and given her husband a kiss and maybe even sucked him off in gratitude, but his marriage was not one based on intimacy, in fact it was so long ago since even the slight touch of intimacy had been done, it could be referred to as ancient history.

Days passed and the household continued on its rather boring existence, everything was done under the labels 'obligation' and 'responsibility' no further mention was given to the 'house guest' suggestion; in fact he had forgotten it so he did get a bit of a surprise to find a plump and heavy breasted woman having afternoon tea with his wife. He smiled as his wife addressed him as 'dear', a word that was as alien in the house as men from Mars. He was introduced, the woman was one of the delegations that were from interstate, she would be with them for three days; her name was Marlene. He gave a nod of welcome and left her to continue the chit-chat with his wife.

At first the woman was a little hesitant in engaging him in conversation. He didn't take that as an affront for women in general he liked but that was not always the returned attitude. She was here as a guest to attend some form of church activity and that was none of his business for his association with the church or any religious organization was very negative, something that his wife had come to accept after a ding-dong row some years before. However, this evening she seemed eager to talk and he knew his wife may froth at the mouth but when asked his opinion and beliefs he let fly with both barrels and although said in a civilized manner the hostility in his voice did cause her to gasp in either horror or disbelief, he really didn't give a darn; she had asked the questions and he had replied. He really thought that would have ended his association with the woman but he did get a surprise later that evening when his wife had retired, still smarting from the hostile comments that had circulated about an institution she was as fanatic about as that mob that called itself 'Islamic State'. He was sitting in the lounge, flipping through the channels for since his wife had altered the programmes there was barely anything on that didn't include religion. Finally he gave up when she entered and sat down.

"You don't like religion?" she said.

"No I don't", he replied. "Religion has stuffed this marriage up; their ridiculous attitude to any form of intimacy that isn't association with reproduction becomes a sin. You know Marlene I haven't had any intimacy with my wife in decades, touch her on the tit that is a sin and kiss her that is a sin. Fuck I hate to know what sort of sin it would be if I got her to suck me off or fucked her up the bum, maybe the world would come to a screaming half. Now you know what my attitude is, we don't normally talk about it, but you did ask earlier". Several minutes passed as he got up and put the kettle on. "Like a coffee or tea?" he asked. She got up and stood in the doorway as he emptied the used tea bags and put hot water into the teapot said. "I'll suck you off if you like. I know my husband goes all funny when I do it to him. He tells me it is almost better than a fuck and we fuck daily". Robert nearly dropped the teapot for her comment was so out of the blue and certainly unexpected that it was minutes before he could reply. "Seriously?" he stammered. She smiled and after he put the teapot on the table, she undid his belt, pulled down his trousers and jocks and there in the kitchen she took his cock into her mouth and slurped and slobbered till he gave a gasp, pulled her head into his groin, thrust himself forward so not a fraction of cock on display and emptied his balls. He held her till she had drained him and cum and saliva were seeping from the corners of her mouth, only then did he release her. She pulled away, wiped her mouth on the tea towel and got up and headed for the bathroom. A typical action with all the women who had sucked him off for he didn't miss out on a sexual association, his wife may loath it but over the years he had enlisted the aid of various women and on the sly was in contact with a few a Nicki, a Kim, a Karen and Elizabeth, all very good at sucking.