My Husband's Gift
written by:
Chemistry

This is my first story in a long while. Feedback is greatly appreciated.

"You're off work tomorrow, right?" my husband Tom asked. "Yeah all day. Why? What's up" I replied. "Just wanted to let you know that the new guy from work is coming over to work on your car tomorrow." "Okay?" I replied. "He's a mechanic and I want him to see if he can figure out what is wrong with the battery," Tom said.

I found it strange that Tom was having someone else look at my car. There was a short in the electrical system, but Tom always worked on our vehicles and the house. Oh well, I thought, I guess he knows what he is doing.

The next morning was hectic as usual getting everyone ready and out the door. As soon as Tom left and I got the last kid off to school, I breathed a sigh of relief. I decided to go for a run before I tackled my other projects. As I changed into my work out clothes I took a good look at myself in the mirror. I'm not bad looking but like every woman there are things I would like to change. Luckily I was blessed with good skin so I don't really look 40. I have soft red shoulder length hair with the pale skin and freckles to match. My breasts aren't bad, but they are not near as perky as they used to be. I would so love to get a boob job to increase them from C to D and get them back up. My nipples are really great though, I thought as I give them a slight tug. The areolas are at least as big as a half dollar with large round nipples that are always standing at attention. The rest is not bad, but I am still struggling to lose about 30 pounds. I mean I'm not fat but I have a big ass and sometimes I feel that Tom is the only one that finds me attractive. Oh well, time to take a run and try to get those pounds off. I put on a sports bra with a tank top over it and a pair of short tight shorts to run in. My nipples were still showing through the tank top and the shorts were a little too short but I didn't care since no one would be seeing me.

Earbuds in and Pandora cranking workout music, I set out to run around the neighborhood. I took my usual route which is about 2 miles before I get back to the house. Depending on how I feel, I usually go another round. I was getting ready to do just that when I noticed there was a strange truck in my driveway. "Shit!" I exclaimed. I had totally forgotten that Tom had sent someone over to work on my car. As I pulled my earbuds out and walked up the drive, a young guy got out of the truck.

"Hi, Mrs. Smith, I'm Jason. Tom sent me," he said. "Hi. Sorry I totally forgot you were coming. Let me just run in and get my keys."

All I could think walking into the house was holy shit. He was gorgeous. Well over 6 foot, he looked like he had been in the military. His brown hair was cut short in a military style and he had very intense brown eyes. I could also see the outline of a very muscular body through his tight t-shirt and low slung jeans. "Get a grip," I thought to myself. He was nearly half my age, probably in his mid-20s. Damn hormones had my libido running overtime which was par for the course ever since I hit 40. I retrieved my keys and went back outside shaking my head to myself and handed them to Jason.

"Thank you Mrs. Smith," he said taking the keys from my hand. "Call me Ellie," I said smiling. Ok so I was trying to flirt a little but it had been so long that I wasn't sure if I was doing it right. Once again I shook my head at myself. He probably felt sorry for the fat old lady trying to flirt with him. Pathetic, I told myself.

I figured I was right when he immediately went to my car, popped the hood and got to work paying me no attention. "Not much for small talk," I thought.

I had planned on planting some flowers in the front yard so I got all my supplies and got started. This way I could still keep an eye on him without being suspicious. I popped my earbuds back in and went to work digging. My mind wandered as I planted the flowers and kept listening to my workout station. Finally I realized what I was doing. I was down on all four planting a flower on the back row, dancing. Actually I was really just shaking my ass, which was sticking straight up. To make matters worse, with all the bending and stooping my shorts had ridden up so my ass cheeks were practically sticking out. Then I groaned. Once again I had totally forgotten about Jason. I'm sure he is having a big laugh right about now. I decided to take a peak over my shoulder to see if he had caught me. When I looked he was bent over the hood of my car concentrating on whatever he was working on. I sat back on my heels and decided to get a good look at him while I could. During the time I was gardening he had taken his shirt off. I honestly felt my thong get wet. As I suspected his muscles were very defined with washboard abs and his jeans were riding low on his hips. I honestly felt like a dirty old woman ogling him but, damn, he was so sexy. He started to turn my way like he could feel me watching, so I quickly started gathering my things so he wouldn't catch me looking.

"I'm going to head into the house and get some work done in there," I told Jason. "Just come on in when you are finished. Would you like something to drink," I asked as I turned to face him.

"I'm just about done here," he replied. "Tom said you were also having some problems with the sink in your bathroom. I'll take a look at that when I am done and get a drink then."

As I walked in the house I had to fan myself. I got a full view of his broad chest covered with a small amount of hair. I couldn't help myself but I just had to follow the trail to where it met his low slung jeans. I must really be losing it. I couldn't believe where my wayward thoughts were taking me.

I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and downed the entire contents. "There, that should cool me off," I thought to myself. "I mean seriously, he is just a kid and he works with my husband." As soon as I thought that, I wondered again why Tom would send Jason over to work on my car and the sink. One reason I loved Tom so much is because he was so handy. He could seriously fix anything. "Oh well," I mentally shrugged. I just had to trust Tom knew what he was doing. I moved on to my next project which was folding laundry. I dumped everything on my bed and worked through the pile. Soon I heard Jason come in the house. "Mrs. Smith?" he called. "I'm back in the bedroom," I said popping my head out door. "Grab yourself a drink from the fridge and head on back. You can clean up in our bathroom and check out the sink."

I heard the refrigerator door open and close and then he was there, standing in my bedroom doorway surveying the room. Up close he looked taller than 6 foot and way more ruggedly handsome. Unfortunately he had put his shirt back on, but I tried to stop my thoughts there. "The bathroom is through there," I said pointing to the door on the left at the back of the room. "So were you able to get my car fixed?" I asked as he walked past me.

"Yeah. You should be good to go. The battery cable was bad so I replaced it," he told me. "Oh that's great. Thank you," I replied. He walked back to the bathroom, downing a bottle of water. As I watched him, a picture of the water dribbling down his chest and me licking it off popped into my head. As he started washing up, I gave myself a mental slap and went back to folding. Every time I finished a pile I bent down to place it back in the basket for each kid to put away, stretching my hamstrings each time. Once as I was placing a pile in the basket I happened to look back in the bathroom. Jason was squatting on the floor looking at the pipes under the sink. He had his phone out and was smiling. "Must be texting his girlfriend," I thought, now feeling totally silly for the direction my thoughts had been taking me all day. I decided to put my headphones back in and try to block him out. But this time I changed the station so there would be no more dancing. I had just finished the last of the laundry and was bending down to place them in the basket when my ass backed into something hard. "Oh!" I exclaimed straightening. Jason was standing directly behind me and from the feel of things, was sporting a raging hard on. Before I could ask what was going on, Jason grabbed my arms behind my back, pinning me. He wrapped one hand around both my wrists and then placed his other hand over my mouth so that I couldn't scream. He yanked me back so that his cock nestled between my ass cheeks and his mouth was right at my ear.

"It's ok, Tom sent me," he whispered in my ear. "He told me I could get my payment from you and believe me, I will. He told me all about how you have been wanting another cock. Do you think it is funny to tempt a man all day long? Were you just teasing me with your nipples showing and shaking your ass? Did you expect me not to do anything about it?"

Ok, I was starting to panic a little. I didn't know how to answer his questions. Yes I was flirting but I didn't think he'd notice. And why would Tom tell him about my fantasy. Tom and I had talked about my fantasy to have a threesome with another guy but I never thought anything would come of it. Tom never seemed really cool with the idea. And Jason's voice seemed so harsh even in a whisper. Nothing like when I met him. Had Tom really sent him? Did my husband really tell this guy I would pay him with sex? And if so, did I really want this to happen? Just then my pussy twitched, saying hell yes, but my mind was still in a whirl.

"Are you a tease?" He again whispered harshly in my ear. For some reason the forceful words whispered in my ear had my whole body shaking with arousal. I shook my head no.

"Good. Let's find out"

He took his hand off my mouth, grabbed my tank top and sports bra and pulled them up, but he didn't take them completely off. He stopped halfway. My arms were now pinned above my head by my clothes and I couldn't see because he left them covering my eyes. I figured I had better say something now that I could before anything else happened. This just couldn't be what Tom had in mind.

"Look, I didn't mean to tease you all day. I was just mindlessly dancing and I didn't know my nipples were showing. I didn't think you even noticed. This can't be what Tom meant," I pleaded.

SMACK!

Jason slapped me hard across the ass. "NO talking and NO questions asked," he demanded. He then picked me up and unceremoniously deposited me in the middle of the bed. He quickly straddled my pelvis effectively pinning me down. I was totally helpless. Leaning down Jason once again whispered seductively in my ear, "I have been wanting to get my mouth on those nipples all day."

He moved down my body but still kept my legs pinned. All of a sudden I felt his mouth cover my right breast. He flicked my nipple with his tongue a few times then bit down and tugged with his teeth. "OH!" I exclaimed as bolts of electricity shot from my nipple to my pussy. Again my traitorous body took over and I arched my back and bucked my hips. He then slapped my left breast right across my nipple. "Stay still or I will tie you down," Jason demanded. More electrical shocks ran down. I had never been slapped on my breasts before. It was the most pleasurable pain I had ever experienced. "This is wrong, this is wrong," my mind said over and over. "I am married. I should tell him no. But fuck that feels so good."

Jason returned to my right breast, sucking, licking and biting my nipple then did the same to my left. I tried really hard to stay still but the pleasure would be too much and I would arch into him. I was rewarded each time with a swift slap to the other breast. By this time my juices were flowing freely from my pussy and I had given up fighting him in my head. My body wanted this too much. Plus somewhere in my lust induced haze I had finally realized that Tom must have sent him. I had always had the fantasy of being dominated but Tom and I have been married way too long for him to really pull it off. I was now a fully willing participant.

He left my breasts and then my legs were no longer pinned. He was gone. I lifted my head as much as I could trying to get a bearing of where he went. Then I felt him removing my shorts and thong. "Lift up," he said and I complied willingly. Once they were off he bent my knees and spread my legs as wide as they would go. "Oh I love a freshly shaved cunt," he remarked as he rubbed my smooth mound. I couldn't help moving my hips slightly trying to get contact. Jason then slapped me across my mound. "I said don't move," he barked at me. Then I felt his finger at the entrance to my pussy. "Well what do we have here," Jason almost sneered. "Look how wet your married cunt is for me. Does your old married cunt want my cock?" Jason asked. I simply nodded my head remembering to keep quiet. "What was that? I didn't hear you," he said. "Yes," I said quietly. Jason once again slapped me across the top of my mound. I inhaled sharply but remained silent. "I want to hear you say it. Beg me for it," Jason demanded. I was almost embarrassed. I could feel my face heating up. I mean it was one thing to admit to myself I desperately wanted him to fuck me but to beg for it was something different. I wasn't sure I had it in me but I was helpless to stop. "Please," I begged. "I want your cock. My old married cunt wants to feel your young cock inside of it."

I only had to wait a few seconds before my pussy was being filled, but it wasn't his cock. As soon as I begged, he shoved two fingers in as far as they would go. "AHHH," I screamed already near orgasm. He then attacked my clit. Man did he know what he was doing. He alternated licking, sucking and lightly biting my clit just like he did my nipples. All the while he was mercilessly fingering my pussy, slamming into my g-spot each time. It wasn't long before I was screaming "OH FUCK, OH FUCK". I could feel my orgasm building inside of me, growing tighter and tighter. And then, wham! "FUCK, I'M CUMMING" I screamed. My whole body shook with the force of my orgasm and then I squirted juice all over Jason. As I was returning back to earth, I expected Jason to back off, but he kept on going. "Oh fuck yeah, that's what I want. Give me more of that sweet juice," he said as he continued to pound my pussy. "You taste so fucking good." My clit was very sensitive and I didn't think I could come like that again, but Jason knew just the right spot to hit, even inserting a third finger. My body was bowed tight as I felt another massive orgasm approaching. I screamed even louder as I came hard and squirted for a second time. At this point I felt spent. Jason must have taken pity on my old soul because he removed his hand and gently lapped up as much of my juice as he could. He then moved again but I could still feel him on the bed. All of a sudden I could see. He had removed my tops so that my arms were free. I blinked a few times trying to adjust my eyes and then there he was kissing me. I'm not talking about a soft afterglow kiss, no this was a dominantly passionate kiss. His mouth was crushing mine and he was roughly darting his tongue in and out forcing me to taste my own essence. Finally my slow, post orgasmic brain kicked in and I returned his kiss with just as much passion. "Mmmm, see how good you taste," Jason said breaking off the kiss. I only nodded because I wasn't sure if I could form a coherent thought yet.

He then grabbed two pillows and placed them in the middle of the bed. "Get up and lay across them," Jason commanded. "I want your ass in the air." I scrambled to get up and do as he said. As I moved myself into position I noticed the huge wet stain on the comforter. I couldn't believe that had all come from me. I have squirted before but never that much.

I took some moving but I finally got into the position Jason wanted me in. I was on my stomach with my hips being lifted by the pillows placing my ass straight in the air. I was lying on my elbows with my head almost hanging off the bed. I tried to turn around and see what was going to happen next, but Jason smacked me on the ass and told me to face forward. Once again I was plunged in darkness. Jason had taken one of my shirts and tied it around my eyes. I felt the bed shift and then Jason's naked tight body was draped across my back, his cock once again nestled in my ass cheeks. "Now you can have my young cock in your cunt," he whispered in my ear.

Before I could take a breath, I felt his massive cock at the entrance to my pussy. I thought he would just slam it into me like he did his fingers, but Jason was taking his time. Inch by inch he slowly pushed his thick cock into me. I had no idea how long he was but I could tell he was thicker than my husband Tom. I tried moving my hips to urge him to go faster but he held my hips tightly. I finally realized why he was moving so slow. "Please," I begged again. "Please fill my cunt. I want to feel all of that thick hard cock."

That must have done the trick because he finally pushed all the way into me. He stayed there for a minute letting me absorb the feel. My pussy felt completely filled and I could feel my inner muscles throbbing around his cock. He withdrew slowly, stretching my walls, and then slammed back into me causing me to grunt. He repeated this several times, over and over, eliciting an even higher pitched grunt each time as I felt yet another orgasm build. Just as I was about to explode again, he stopped. "No," he said. "You need to be tighter."

He withdrew, and I felt the bed shift as he got off. "What the hell? Tighter?" I thought. My mind was reeling and my pussy felt bereft. I lifted my head and looked around even though I couldn't see anything through my shirt. Then I heard drawers open and close. My body shivered as I felt cold lube being drizzled on my rosebud. Jason then began stroking my clit as he slowly inserted a butt plug into my ass. I now understood what he meant by tighter. He had chosen the medium sized one I kept in my toy chest. It was not quite as thick as a cock but enough to stretch my ass. I winced as I felt a slight pain as the largest part was pushed past my sphincter, then it was locked into place. He allowed me only a few moments to adjust to this new intrusion before he was pushing his cock back into my dripping cunt.

"Oh yeah, that's much better," he said as he started back up a rhythm. The first time he slammed his cock into me I thought I would pass out from the pleasure of having both my holes filled. As he increased his thrusting I could feel my orgasm building back quickly. Again, just when I was about to explode, Jason stopped but this time buried deep within me.

"Get up on your hands," he commanded. I raised up off my elbows onto my hands but wasn't sure I could support myself. My whole body was quaking from the pent up orgasm. Jason then grabbed my ponytail and yanked my head back hard. "Does Tom's slut wife enjoy having both her holes filled?" Jason again whispered in my ear. "Yes," I replied breathlessly. "Good. Now open your mouth and suck your husband's cock like a true slut wife."

"Tom? What?" I practically screamed. Jason slapped me hard on the ass, causing amazing sensations to my full ass and pussy, and yanked again on my hair forcing a gasp from me. As soon as my mouth opened I felt a cock at my lips. "HOLY SHIT!" was all my mind could think. Tom was here? When? How? Had he been watching this whole time? All of these questions flew through my mind as my husband's familiar cock entered my mouth. He pushed all the way to the back of my throat, causing me to gag. Tom knew I had the worst gag reflex in the world, yet he continued to withdraw his cock from my mouth and then push to the back of my throat again. Jason chose that moment to resume thrusting in and out of my pussy all the while continuing his grip on my hair. Within a few minutes I was in pleasure overload. Every time Jason would thrust into me, he would jar the butt plug causing pleasure to ripple in both my cunt and my ass as well as force Tom's cock further into my mouth. Jason was using the hold on my hair and his thrusts to force me to move up and down Tom's cock so that he was fucking my mouth. This time Jason didn't stop as the most powerful orgasm I had ever felt washed over me. As I came I grabbed Tom's ass with one hand, forcing his cock back into my throat as far as it would go. My scream was stifled by Tom's cock as I used my throat muscles to massage the head. My pussy and ass were both contracting as my orgasm stretched out. I could feel my gag reflex trying to kick in so I backed off Tom's cock slightly and he resumed fucking my mouth. The whole time Jason was pounding on my pussy causing me to enter a state of constant orgasm. I couldn't tell where one ended and the next one began. My pussy was completely flooded with juice as it spasmed constantly. At that point I felt like a switch had been flipped and I was in full on slut mode. I started thrusting back causing Jason's cock to hit even harder while I stroked and sucked Tom's cock feverishly. All I wanted was for both men to cum in me. Tom was the first to go. He grabbed my head, making Jason let go of my hair, and thrust his cock one last time to the back of my throat. "FUCK!!" he screamed. Stream after stream of cum shot straight down my throat and I swallowed every last drop. As soon as Tom was done, Jason grabbed my hair again, yanked back hard, and gave one final thrust. "AHHHHH," he shouted as he burred his cock deep within me. My pussy contracted with one final orgasm as I felt Jason fill me up with his cum.

As soon as Jason withdrew, I collapsed on the bed. I had never felt so thoroughly fucked in all my life. I felt the blindfold and butt plug being removed but didn't have the strength to lift my head.

"Thanks man," I heard Jason tell Tom. "Any time," Tom replied. Jason then leaned down and whispered "Next time I'm going to have your ass." A shiver ran down my spine as I finally lifted my head and watched Jason walk out of our bedroom.

"Are you ok?" Tom asked me tentatively. "Oh yeah!" I replied. "I have to know, were you here the whole time?" I asked my husband. "Yeah, and before you go ballistic, just hear me out," Tom said. "When you told me you wanted to have a threesome with another guy, all I could think about was how turned on I was by the thought of watching another man fuck you. I didn't know how to tell you though. I didn't know what you would think so I asked Jason to come over. As soon as he pulled your shirt over your head I sneaked in the closet so that I could watch. Ellie that was the sexiest thing I have ever seen. I don't think I have ever been that turned on. You're not mad at me are you?"

I reached up and pulled my husband in for a passionate, loving kiss. "No I am not mad. That was the best thing you have ever done for me," I said. "Would you want to do it again?" Tom asked.

"HELL YES!"