No Expiration Date: Chapter 2

A novel could be written with the unspoken words lying just under that simple question.  She was dead serious.  She’d never been more serious.  Everything about her expression and her body language told me that my answer to this question would determine a lot of what would happen between us in the days and weeks to come.  Only now does it dawn on me just how strained things had become between us, how much I had taken her for granted.  Three times I go to say something but swallow it back down.  This was an ultimatum, a simple binary question, yes or no.  The tension in the room was palpable.  Tommy watches on in rapt fascination surely wondering what in the hell was happening right now.

Licking my lips and swallowing I stare at the card in front of me.  Why the fuck had I said what I said last night?  I knew it was a land mine.  Fuck!  As I sit there I wonder who it was she had lined up.  One of her coworkers no doubt.  Probably Micheal, he was a shameless flirt.  But who knows.  It might be one of our friends.  Maybe a male escort.  Hell, it might even be my asshole brother.  I wouldn’t put it past him.  Whoever it was it was someone that wasn’t me.  Were they waiting for her in front of the school right now?  At some seedy motel room?  Back at our house?  I couldn’t believe this was happening.  I take a deep breath.  I loved her too much to let her go like this.  We would pick up the pieces afterward.  Besides, I had been brazen enough to cash mine in, with her best friend while she watched no less, this would indeed even the score.  Reluctantly I reach out and take the faded card.  Looking up into her eyes I tear it in half.

“You don’t have to do this.”  I whisper.

Her face softens and her anger fades just a little.  “I think I do.”  She stands straight.  “It’s time we remembered who we are.  Why we had these cards in the first place.  What happened to us Patrick?”  There is a tense pause before she adds.  “It’s time to spice things up again.”

With that she spins on her heel, her foam sandals squeaking on the tile floor.  My shoulders slump as she walks away from the desk toward the arms of another man.  Much to my surprise though she does not walk back out the way she came, instead she approaches the young man serving detention.

“Your name is Tommy Wilson?”  She asks in a breezy voice, her entire mood transforming in the blink of an eye.

“Uh…yes ma’am.”  His voice cracks a bit before he clears it.  “Ahem.  Yes.  I’m Tommy.”

“You’re the one who failed last year?  Is that right?”  She starts making her way around the table.  This couldn’t be what it looked like.

“Yeah.”  He answers with rising nervousness.  “W-why do you ask?”

“Well, I am thinking that must mean you are at least 18 by now.  Yeah?”  The flirtatious tenor of her voice is unmistakable.

He glances my way as confused as I was.  “Yeah, almost 19 ma’am.”

“Oooo, all grown up.”  She sits down beside him on his right, the tables were set up to sit three abreast.  This couldn’t be, she wouldn’t, there was no way.  Not here, not now, not with one of my students!  She was doing this just to yank my chain, surely.  I am aghast as reaches out hand and traces a finger down Tommy’s chest in an overtly flirtatious way.  “You are a fine looking young man Tommy.”

“M-ma’am!?”  His eyes bulge as her finger snakes all the way down.

“Linh!”

She ignores me and croons in a sultry voice that left no doubt of her lewd intentions.  “Do you find me attractive Tommy?”

Again his eyes flit my way with apprehension.  “Uhhhh…y-yeah.  You’re…uh…hot.  NO!  I mean…uh, pretty.”

She chuckles.  “Hot?”  She cocks an eyebrow.  “Do you really think I’m hot?  You don’t think I’m too old?”

“N-no ma’am.  You’re sexy.”  I could hear a glimmer of hope growing in his voice.

“Mmm.”  Her finger frolics playfully across his chest.  “Sexy.  Hear that Patrick?  Tommy thinks I’m sexy.”  Again that errant finger goes on a trip, this time up along his neck before twirling among the short hairs behind his ear.  His breath catches a moment at the sensation.  “I think you’re sexy too Tommy.”

“Stop this.  Now!”  My urgent words only seem to encourage her.

Her eyes look up into his as she asks point blank.  “Have you ever wanted to get with an older woman Tommy?”

He looks at her in slack jawed disbelief as he starts to wonder if this might actually be real.  He nods vigorously.  “Yeah!  Yeah!  Yeah!”

She lets out a breezy laugh.  “Ever been with an Asian girl before Tommy?”

His nodding turns to shaking back and forth.  “No!  No!  No!”

“Hmmm, well today is your lucky day.”  She says.  “How about it stud?  You wanna fuck or what?”

“Ohhhh man!”  He beams, not believing his luck.  “Yes ma’am!”

At last I find my voice.  “LINH!”  I bark at her angrily, pouring every bit of outrage and authority I had into my voice.  “Not him!  Not here!”

Tommy startles and looks unsure for a moment but in my wife…not even a flinch.  She keeps her eyes focused on Tommy.  “Ignore my husband.”  She says with whimsical amusement.  “This is just a game we play.  Trust me, he likes it.”

“Oh really!?”  He laughs as he turns his chair to face her directly, his confidence now growing in leaps and bounds.  “I’ve heard about people like you.”

“Linh, don’t do this!”

She fixes me with a mad flash of her eyes.  “Can’t you read?”  Her eyes dart to the torn card I still held in my hands.  “Sit down and shut up, bitch.”

“Pffft!”  Tommy guffaws.  “Ha ha ha!”

“Linh.”  The sternness in my tone now shifting to a pleading whisper.  “Not like this.”

Linh’s dark eyes dare me to do something.  No matter how consensual this was it would get me fired if word got out, hell it might get her fired, but my wife was fearless.  I hadn’t seen this side of her in a very long time.  Aggressive, dominant, and totally sure of herself.  The room goes still as I stand there looking at her, begging her with my eyes.  But she is resolute.  It is a pure contest of wills…and I buckle under her withering gaze.  I didn’t want to lose her, even if it cost me my job and my dignity.  I shift awkwardly then quietly sit back down at my desk utterly humiliated.  Yet in that humiliation comes a hot wave of unexpected and unbidden lust.  It hits suddenly and seemingly out of nowhere, so much so I didn’t even recognize what it was at first.

Linh turns back to Tommy.  “He shouldn’t bother us anymore.”

“Oh my god!”  He laughs.  “I see who wears the pants in your house!  Ha ha ha!  Mr. Evans, you really are a bitch.”

She chuckles along with him as I mutter under my breath what I wanted to say out loud.  As blood rushes to my cheeks in a blush of embarrassment there is another rush of blood down below.  Jesus Christ, was I getting off on this shit?

My wife wastes no time.  Grabbing Tommy’s t shirt she begins pulling it up to expose his surprisingly tight abs and well defined pecs.  He sits forward and peels his shirt up over his head and drops it on the table.  Linh’s eyes flare as she gazes up and down his lean physique with open desire.  Her fingers trace around his pecs then grabs at them, her slender fingers sinking into the muscle.  Wide sculpted shoulders taper down into a narrow waist, his arms sinewy with lean muscles.  While not super ripped or super buff the contours of his manly physique was impressive.  With his clothes on he didn’t look like much but the kid clearly worked out.  He sits there with the biggest goofiest grin and watches Linh’s admiring reaction.  He even flexes for her, his six pack revealing itself as he tightens his stomach.  In that goofy grin of his I see randy incredulity.  He didn’t know why this was happening but he was sure happy that is was.  My nightmare was his dream come true.

“You don’t have to do this Tommy.”  I say with whatever modicum of authority I could still muster, though even to my ear it sounded pathetic.  “You can go home now.”

“Sorry Mr. Evans, but that ain’t happening.”  He chuckles at my sad attempt.  “You heard your wife.  Shut up…bitch.  Ha ha ha!”  I was having my heart ripped out and this little punk thought it was fucking hilarious.

“You have a nice body Tommy.”  She says as she runs her palms across his bare skin, then adds the cruel barb.  “Patrick never looked this good, not even in college.”  Ouch, and yet…wow!  I was trying desperately to ignore the erotic feelings rushing through my veins like molten lava but watching Linh touch and grope and ogle this boy made them impossible to deny. I stare on despite my better judgment, my dick harder than I could ever remember.

“Ha ha ha!”  He laughs at my expense as he flexes and flaunts his perfect 18 year old body for her.  “I’m a climber.  Gotta stay fit.”  With that he stands up directly in front of her, looming over her possessively.

“Mmmm.”  She hums approvingly as she reaches up to continue feeling the shape and firmness of his muscles.  “Niiiice.”

He is already unbuckling his jeans, the impatience of youth getting the better of him or perhaps just him wanting to get things moving before someone had a change of heart.  But a change of heart was the furthest thing from Linh’s mind.  My dim hopes that this was some sort of bluff fade quickly as the moment the belt is unbuckled Linh is unbuttoning his fly with no hint of hesitation or second guessing.  His pants undone they fall down to his ankles revealing the most ridiculous underwear.  They were bright red with a picture of a big yellow banana over the bulge. This sets my girl to giggling and he joins in.  This moment of humor between them another stinging blow to my jealous spirit.

I sit there not knowing what to do with myself.  Stupid questions zipping through my mind.  Should I watch?  Should I leave?  Should I continue marking exams?  Did it even matter?  I had no experience or context for this sort of thing and everything was happening so fast.  There was no right answer here.  No escape.  In the end there really was no decision to make.  Slave to my lust I couldn’t take my eyes off of them if I wanted to.

Linh claws her fingers down Tommy’s shapely abdomen as she leans in and plants a firm kiss on the banana, her nose and mouth sinking into his bulge.  As her hands reach the waistband of his underwear she hooks her fingers and pulls them down.  She was as horny as he was and eager to get things started.  A second later his cock and balls spill out into the open air just inches from my wife’s hungry eyes.  He was completely shaved down there, not a hair or even stubble to be seen.  It hangs there straight down ending with a distinct well shaped darker colored glans, a definite contrast to my own curved uncut pecker.  Unsurprisingly his dick is already at a chub.  Linh’s eyes flare again with lust at the sight of it.  Her left hand cups his bare balls as her right grabs his spongy shaft.  It was the first dick she had touched besides mine in a decade.  White hot jealousy fills my soul.

“Oh my God!  What a beautiful cock!”  She exclaims as she gives the half flaccid sausage a flop left and right.  “Nice and beefy.”

“Why thank you.”  He blushes.  Reaching down and pulls at her top.  She lets him go and puts her arms up over her head to allow him to pull it from her.  Having very small breasts Linh rarely wore a bra.  Her lithe torso exposed she grabs her tiny teardrop titties and gives the protruding dark brown nipples a squeeze between her index fingers and thumbs.  He gawps despite himself as he gets a good long eyeful of my wife’s bare breasts. “You have nice tits!”  Tommy blurts clumsily trying hard to sound smooth, in so revealing that he wasn’t as confident as he was making out.  His boyish charm endearing in a weird way.  Judging by his body language I was pretty sure he wasn’t a virgin, yet he didn’t carry himself like an experienced man either.

“Well thank you right back.”  She blinks her eyes up at him invitingly and jiggles her boobs for him.  “Such a polite young man.”  If only she knew what a terror he really was.  Enjoying seeing his eyes on her she continues to play with her breasts.  “Not too small?”

“No ma’am.  I like them small.”

“You are so sweet.”  She says.  “Patrick thinks I should get a boob job.”  Now that wasn’t fair!  That was a running joke we had and she knew it.

“Ohh, no.”  He shakes his head.  “That would ruin them.”  With one hand he reaches down and gingerly squeezes her breast.  “They’re perfect.”

“I think so too.”  She smiles at the flattery.  “Thank you Tommy.”  It goes quiet as he fondles her small tit, squishing it between his fingers and flicking the tender nipple.  Seeing him touch her like that caused an overpowering urge to leap over my desk and throttle him, but an even more powerful urge keeps me rooted right where I am.  

“Mmm.”  She hums and leans into his hand.  “That’s nice Tommy.  I like how you touch me.”

For an instant I sense the mood soften as they gaze eye to eye.  It was too much!

“Just fuck him if you’re going to!”  I growl, unable to hold in my jealousy.  Sex was one thing but intimacy was just too painful to bear.

She laughs a lilting carefree laugh.  “If you insist Patrick.”

Her eyes snap right back to Tommy’s dangling manhood.  She adjusts her chair to face him head on then returns her hands to the same positions as before on the balls and the shaft.  Opening her mouth wide she curls her lips over her teeth and slowly leans in.  I catch her glancing my way out of the corner of her eye as she does so to watch my reaction.  She takes in his whole tip and a bit more then wraps her lips around his pale shaft.  Her lips press down into the still supple flesh of his rod.  Lightly biting down she nibbles his manhood a few times before relaxing to latch her lips down onto the shaft properly.  She gives him a long hard sucking pull as she continues to look my way relishing my response.  Every movement was so familiar.  How many times had she done exactly this to me.  More times than I could count, but not this time.

This was really happening.  They were right there, live and in the flesh.

“Ohhhh shit.”  Tommy sighs.  “Dude!  Your wife is sucking my cock!”

My face burns with humiliation.  My heart drums in my ears and my mouth is bone dry.  My clammy fingers grip the torn card still grasped tight in my hands.  And beneath the desk my cock surges in full rock hard arousal.

“Mmmm.”  Linh sucks to his tip then greedily gobbles him back up again for another long suck, her eyes shift from me back to him and my raw jealousy doubles.  “Mmmm.”  She gives the knob a good tongue lashing before going down and pulling back again and then again.  “Mmmm.”  With each pull of her head I can actually see his penis swell more.  “Mmmmm.”

The intensity of seeing the love of my life eagerly giving head to another man overwhelms me.  Just when I think it couldn’t get more intense it does.  My eyes could not be torn away as I greedily drink in every tiny detail. The way she gazes up at him somehow expressing both feminine power and submission in equal measure, the sheer silence of the room punctuated only by her wet sucking and soft moans of desire, his tall dominant posture as he looms above her and watches her dark haired head bob forward and back, how their eyes would meet and my presence would melt away as they shared a private moment, the way his fit young white body contrasted to the more tanned skin tone of her petite frame, the difference in their age, this pornographic scene happening here in the most unlikeliest of places, and even the bitter pain in my soul.  Everything sears into my memory with impeccable excruciating detail.

It was so fucking HOT!

Forward and back her head moves, in and out his shaft slides.  “Hohhh.”  He sighs as he allows himself to relax and just enjoy the pleasure of receiving head.  “That’s nice.  That’s so nice.”  It did look nice.  Her smooth easy motion had an effortless sensuality.  I had received oral sex from her so many times but only now watching her blow my student do I appreciate just how lovely she looked giving it.

At one point she pauses and looks up at Tommy with look of mild surprise as she squeezes the base of his shaft with her hand.  “Mmm!”  Then she continues with her slow steady beej.

“Ohhh yeah.  Fuck yeah.”  My student groans a bit more forcefully as he leans to the side to reach a hand down to fondle one of her small tits.  Seeing him touch her is exquisite torture.  He gropes and pinches a few times before standing straight again and placing his hands on his hips to look down and watch my woman service his tool.  “Ohh mmm.  Shiiit!  You’re really good at this Mrs. Evans.  This feels so good.”

“Mmmmm!”  She hums appreciatively with a mouthful of cock.  As she slurps off the tip she smiles.  “I’m glad someone appreciates me.”  Pulling back a few inches she looks over Tommy’s nearly hard cock.  Seeing my wife grip handling another man’s dick takes it to a new level.  I began to worry I might actually cream my shorts without even touching myself.  She gives him a few strokes and studies his wang closely, then says the words no man wants to hear his wife say to another man.  “Damn you got a big cock Tommy!”

My heart skips a beat as my gaze locks onto her stroking hand.  Mother fucker!  She was right!  It wasn’t a porn star scale monster cock by any stretch but even from here I could tell he had me beat, and he wasn’t even fully hard yet.  From my perspective about 10 feet away I hadn’t initially noticed but looking anew I can see by using hands and her face as scale that the young man was packing serious pipe.  I had watched her give me head many times in the full length mirror in our bedroom to know by heart how mine compared from this distance and perspective.  Another brutal lash strikes across my heart as my dick strains against my pants and I second guess everything.  I never should have allowed this!

“Do I?”  He asks, seemingly out of real curiosity.

“Yeah, yeah you do Tommy.”  She chuckles as she just luxuriates in handling his meat.  “You are hung.”

The teen smirks and shoots me a brief glance.  “Bigger than Mr. Evans?”

I don’t even have a chance to pray she not answer before the reply follows directly.

“Ha!  Yes.  He’s not even close.”  She then says to me without even looking my way.  “Isn’t that right baby?”

I sit there and stew as he titters like the 18 year old that he is.

“Well?  Answer me Patrick?  Tell him how much bigger his cock is than yours.”  She licks him.  “Don’t be shy now.  Tommy wants to know.”

I stare at her half furious and half gobsmacked at the audacity.  Tommy looked embarrassed for me though his stupid grin never cracks.

With no answer coming she shrugs and carries on.  “Believe me Tommy, you’re bigger.  Much bigger.  Much, much bigger.  Mmmmm!”  She moves in to mouth him again in slow fluid movements, she adds between sucks.  “Longer, mmmm!  Thicker, mmmmmm!  Heavier, llrrrmmm!  Bigger, ssshhrrrmmmmm!”  She makes the last one extra sloppy then start so work his cock with both hands.  “Biggest I’ve ever touched in real life.”  She slurps up one side corn cob style.  “Mmmmm, I don’t know if I can even handle a cock this big.”

I felt like I was in free fall with the world tumbling down on top of me.  Size was never an issue I had been concerned about.  I knew I was average and I was comfortable with that.  Like any guy I wished I had a bit more downstairs but Linh never complained so I never gave it much thought.  Until now.  As far as I knew before today Linh and I were going to be true to each other until the day we died so I never worried about being compared and contrasted to another man.  But that wasn’t to be our future now, now she would have a strapping young stud to measure me against.  My rational mind screams at me to stop this before it goes any further but my raging libido keeps me rooted in spot and clammed up.  The muscles of my right hand grip as I wanted so bad to touch myself and release this unbearable pressure building inside of my balls.

Even as my own dick surges at the unflattering comparison…so does his!  All at once his cock flexes to maximum hardness.  

“Ohhh damn!”  Linh sighs and her eyes widen like a kid opening a Christmas present.  She grips this shaft hard feeling it now as solid as oak.  “Whoo baby.”

By the roguish glimmer in his hazel eyes I am hit with the awful realization that his superiority aroused Tommy just as much as it did me.  Unable to resist mischief he leans back and reaches out toward his math homework that he had put to the side before his reading and rummages out a foot long ruler from his binder.  With another devilish look my way he slides the ruler along the table toward my wife.

“He he he!”  Linh giggles as she clues in.  She gives him one more hard suck, letting the swollen purple knob pop loudly from her lips, before taking the wooden ruler and using it for its designated purpose.  Pressing one end into his pubic bone she holds it against his ramrod straight schlong, tilting her head around to see she boldly announces the measurement.  “Seven and a half inches.  Oh!  Just a little more.”

“And him?”  He asks with an amused grin.

“Not even six.”  She answers.

I try to sink into my chair, to disappear completely.  She had stated the God’s honest truth.  Years ago, during a kinky bit of fun, we’d made a wager on my precise length and the result was an eighth of an inch shy of six inches.  She even goes so far as to show him on the ruler before setting it to the side.

“I got almost two inches on ya Teach.”  He tells me.  “I sure hope I don’t wreck her for ya Mr. Evans.”

“I think this has gone far enough.” My voice cracks and quivers.  Nobody listens.  All I can do is sit there and wallow in ignominy.  I stare at his chest because I couldn’t bear to look him in the eye.

Linh licks up the front of his long cock and flicks her tongue off the end.  “And he’s skinny too.  Yours is so much thicker too.  Mmmm.”  She slaps the hard dick against her cheek.  “Such a nice manly girth.  So much bigger.”  Christ, she was merciless! The fact it was true making me feel it all the more.  Watching her handle it, noticing how her hands can go one atop the other and still have tip poking out, seeing her fingers and thumb around the middle unable to quite touch due to the bulk, and even just hearing the wet meaty thud it made as it taps her cheek all confirmed her cruel words.  Again, his proportions weren’t extraordinary but he was a damn sight bigger than me.  Just to put the wicked cherry on top Linh adds.  “My husband’s cock is tiny compared to yours Tommy.”

His big dick twitches with power.  “I guess it’s your lucky day too then.”  He quips then adds in my direction.  “Sucks to be you though.”

She giggles again.

Placing one hand atop her head he grabs his shaft from her with the other and points his manhood toward her open mouth.  He pulls her in as he pushes forward sinking over half of his seven and half inches into her mouth.  Planting her hands against his hips to control the depth she otherwise lets him do his thing.  Bringing his other hand to her head he begins thrusting his hips as she gives the hung teen a wet sloppy BJ.  The room goes quiet besides Linh’s slurping and lusty moans and his occasional huff and grunt.  Seconds turn into minutes with Linh’s head bobbing at a steady pace.  I remember myself as a randy 18 year old, hellaciously horny but quick to finish, and hope Tommy was the same.  On look at him though and this hope dies, he was clearly enjoying himself but showed no signs of losing control.  Catching me looking he glances over and shoots me a wink.  My cheeks fill with yet another blush and I lower my gaze.

Linh was absolutely in her glory.  She loved to give head and having a new dick to play with and please she was like a puppy with a new bone.  She sucked up the sides, she suckled the fat knob, she nibbled the tip, she let it slide over her cheeks and across her face, and she tongued and mouthed the big hairless balls.  With everything she does I can almost feel it myself.  I am bitterly envious, wishing it was me there now, and keenly aware of how much I had taken her sexy skills for granted.  Tommy watched on delighted to see a beautiful woman worship his manhood so eagerly.

With every passing second Tommy’s confidence grew.  He and Linh, strangers to each other until this afternoon, now intimately acquainted.  He begins to play, explore, and test limits.  Pulling her in he slowly powers forward pushing his big cock deeper and deeper.  Linh goes still and her eyes bulge as she allows him to see how deep he could go.  Her fingers grip into his flanks and she lets out a funny little oink as her face begins to darken a shade.  She was struggling but she wasn’t fighting him, she wanted to see how far she could go too.  She has him about three quarters of the way in, her jaw straining to the max, when she opens her lips and a loud gurgling choking grunt burbles out and a moment later her shoulders heave as she gags nearly to the point of retching.

Pulling out just in time ropes of glimmering spittle hang between her gasping lips and his hefty hog.  As she pants for air he slaps her face with his dripping saliva drenched dick.  “You are a good little cock sucker Mrs. Evans.”  He tells her, to which she beams proudly, before he forces his meat back into her sloppy maw to begin fucking her mouth.

I sit there transfixed.  Utterly dumbfounded, thoroughly humiliated, and more turned on than I had ever been in my life by what I was witnessing.

Chapter 3