He’d been wondering lately about what the women were thinking when they were naked with him and enjoying the physical pleasures that such a condition allows. Some of them were more talkative than others, but even they didn’t seem to reveal any of their innermost feelings. A good example was the mid-30s brunette that was riding on his cock and enjoying the tit play she asked for.

Rita was quite the talker, practically bragging about this being just the latest in a long series of infidelities. She often asked him how she compared to other women of his experience so he figured she had some real insecurities and, as long as he played to those, he could enjoy her body regularly.

Today for example she’d announced as her pussy engulfed his average size shaft, that she had fucked her husband just a short time before, sending him to work feeling like a lucky man. She had inquired how her freshly-creamed pussy had felt and he knew what she wanted to hear.

It sounded like she had a pretty decent sex life with her husband but her need for even more affirmation of her sexuality had apparently never been met by him. “Oh well, it’s good for me,” he thought.

That was quite different than the newlywed blonde who was barely 20 and would visit him tomorrow morning. Working afternoons certainly had the advantage of availability. Mindy had a different issue. A virgin her wedding night, and then finding out that her husband had quite a bit of sexual experience, made her envious. Added was an inadvertent statement he had made about how she compared to some of his sluttier previous lovers. She didn’t want to lose him and getting some experience and training from another man would help, she hoped.

On Saturdays he had an older woman as visitor. She was in her later 40s, the mother of three children, and could be described as a faded beauty. Her need was somewhat like Rita’s in that her marital sex life had dwindled to almost nothing and she was not only frustrated, but her self-image was going downhill. She’d been a beauty, and popular, and used to get hit on by men when she was in her prime but that rarely happened anymore. Having a young man who would show her attention and lust was what she needed, so as part of her Saturday shopping she would get laid.

He didn’t date single women anymore unless they asked him out and even then he would not have sex with them. It was a real dread of a woman getting emotionally attached to him.

It was somewhat of a surprise, albeit a pleasant one when married women seemed to be attracted to him without any specific effort on his part. He was good enough looking, neat, well mannered, and showed an interest in whatever they wanted to talk to him about. Many of them just wanted a friendly ear but often enough, there were some that wanted more and his week was currently well supplied. The guys at work, with their bragging about their studly abilities, didn’t seem to be getting their balls drained nearly as often as he did.

That left Sunday and there was the assistant pastor’s wife who had been more and more friendly to him and who he thought had dropped some veiled hints. Wouldn’t that be something? Would it be prayer-fucking? Things like that kept his life interesting because the work he did certainly wasn’t and he had few other interests to stimulate his mind.

That brings us back to the opening sentence of this narration. He just had to figure out how to asked them in a way that would encourage revealing responses. After discarding quite a few approaches, he finally decided that the simpler the better, but it must be encouraging and nonconfrontational.

The next time that Rita wanted to know how she felt with her husband’s fresh semen as lubricant, he asked, “Would you explain why are you asking me this?”

She paused the bouncing on his cock for a moment and thought. “I guess I’m not sure. Maybe I’m hoping it will make me seem sexier to you. Or maybe it gives me a wicked thrill to remember him putting it there when I knew you would be in it very soon. Only naughty wives do things like that.”

He’s squeezed her nipples hard and said, “If you can’t tell from what you’ve got up inside you that you are sexy, then I don’t see that talking about it makes much difference. But then, I’m a guy and I look at these things a lot differently. A question for you, I know you’ve had two in a row, but what’s the most you’ve ever had and have they been serially like this, or in a group?”

She grinned as she said, “Three in one day but never together. I thought about it quite a few times though.”

He jumped on that, “Would having a gangbang make you feel sexy or trashy?”

She squeezed his cock with her pussy and said, “Probably both but I think I would be ashamed afterwards.”

The next day with the young bride, he asked similar questions. This was a change of pace and seemed to excite her. She queried, “I know you’ve been with a number of other women so tell me what I need to learn to be a hot wife.”

That made him laugh a little and she was puzzled, “The term ‘hot wife’ usually means a woman who is knowingly shared with other men by her husband. That fantasy is not rare so you might just gently probe around to ask him what his are and see what surfaces. Right now, you could be labeled in adulteress. How does that make you feel?”