Moving sucks. At about the forth time doing it you would think we have the hang of it. But, as always, there is something we forget. Whether it’s the forwarding of the mail to changing over the car insurance, there seems to always be one thing we leave out. This was the third time in 6 years we have had to move for my company, I love my job and all, but have really
begun to think of a career change. From West Coast to East Coast, Dallas to Chicago seems like we’ve been all across the great country of America. This time, a small city in the fair state of Iowa…Iowa…what the hell is in Iowa? Well, I’ll tell ya, a nice city of about 15,000 folks and a company named SkyProp. Yup, that’s where I work. We just opened a regional branch
there and I was asked to head it up. Not the best of assignments, but the money was right and it was a huge career boost for me. I know that in a few years I would be back in New York City where I belong playing with the big boys, but for now, Katswalk, Iowa.
We moved in on a nice cold December day. It was about a whole 4 degrees outside and the moving people brought our cherished possessions in with the grace of drunken water buffaloes. I was lucky enough to be at the office when they arrived (two days late) with the truck. My wife, Shea, headed up the whole move, she’s great, more than any man could ask for in a woman. She has stuck with me for 4 moves in 7 years, all the bullshit of late nights and weeklong trips trying to settle deals. This woman has stood by my side through all the worst of time, and the best. Some years vacations in the Bahamas some vacations in the plastic pool in the small yard that the apartment complex offered. Always there for me. I love my wife, and our relationship of over 10 years has been great. The sex has been, and is, the best I have ever had. Nothing or no one has ever led me astray, or her ( I think ). This move was pressing though, I had come out about two weeks before her and had to do the house hunting without her, usually we just rent a apartment knowing that we’ll only be there a year or so, but this one looked like it might be a while longer. This was a start up, I had to do a lot of hiring and a lot of firing before things were running smooth enough for me to move on. This could take a few years, and was the way of the career I choose to follow. I could only thank God for blessing me with such a great woman ( more so than I could of ever of imagined ).
The house was a nice, 3 bedroom ranch in an upstart sub-division know as Briarwood. I know we had more space than we needed. One bedroom would be ours, one my offsite office, and the other her offsite office/computer room. She was a non-college educated, successful businesswoman. It really didn’t matter what she decided to do, she was good at it. Whether it was selling Avon, or Mary Kay cosmetics, she always seemed to enjoy here work and excel at it. We had a decent yard ( bigger than any we have had before ) with a nice in-ground pool and a small, 5 person hot-tub. Moving in the month of December was in a way a plus, although we really didn’t get the chance of meeting the neighbors, we had the chance to get to know our new house and re-acquaint ourselves with each-other after a long hard year on the road for me.
It wasn’t until March before we met our neighbors to the west, they were a nice couple of 28 and 27 with a daughter of 3. They were both professional businesspersons, well educated and knowing what the plan for life had in store for them. We instantly hit it off with them. They were all we could ask for in a neighbor. The only sad part was we didn’t get to meet them until 3 months after we moved in. They filled us in on the neighborhood and all the people in it. We found out that we were in about the same age group with most of the neighbors, with the exception of the MacMerrys who lived 5 houses down. But, they did make a kick ass cheesecake. Continuously they had mentioned to us about the moving in party, but it never seemed to emerge. The months past and we grew stronger as friends, Easter was spent at their house and Forth of July grew near. We, by now, knew most of the neighbors in passing, but only really have bonded with Marc and Beth. As the holiday approached they once again started talking of the ‘Welcome Party’ that we were long awaiting. I was working 14 hour days and Shea was busy with a home business in which she was selling adult books and novelties. No one knew of her business in the neighborhood besides Marc and Beth. We weren’t keeping it a secret, it was just if that no one asked, we didn’t tell. Marc had told me to make sure I had the 4th off for party reasons. Although I was a businessman, I was a partyer at heart, and after a frustrating 3 months I needed some nice time off. I took the second threw the seventh off in vacation. Shea and myself found out early that Katswalk was a big 4th of July town. It was lucky that I took of the days that I did, but, it wasn’t until the night of the 4th until I realized how lucky I really was.
The day stated off great, Shea woke me up with a nice, slow, sucking of my cock. I laid back and watched her head slowly slide up and down the 8 1/2 inches of my shaft, her right hand caress my balls, and, on occasion, sliding down to my asshole and circling my rosebud. She took my cock into her mouth with such profession that I could almost cum just watching her suck me, after 10 years, she had never lost the touch of sucking a cock. Most people say that after you get married that the thrill is over, but all I have to say to them is….fuck off! Shea only has gotten better with time, she slowly took my tool into her mouth with the skill and precision of a brain surgeon. Sucking on my rod while it was deep in her mouth and then playing with the head when her lips passed my crown. Smiling as she looked up at me, knowing that she had total control of the situation. She was a pro, knowing all the things that could make a man squirm, and she was all mine. She took me in her mouth, just engulfing the head of my cock, bobbing up and down on me until I was seeing stars and stripes. Then, she took it a level higher, swallowing my whole cock deep into her throat like she has done so many times before, but always a new sensation. She continued to take my entire cock deep into her throat over and over again, looking at me all the time with her deep brown eyes. Watching my reactions she adjusted her rhythm, every time she sensed I was close, she would slow down and lick the tip of my cock with her tongue. Watching me made her happy I suppose, when closing my eyes, I would feel her tongue slowly slide down my shaft beyond my balls to the space just below, teasing, she would lick between my asshole and the base of my balls knowing that it was driving me crazy. Every time she would feel me tense, she would slow or stop, just enough to see the reaction on my face, then, with the skill of a sharpshooter, her tongue would strike my balls in just the right place to make me contract with an incredible sensation. After ten years, I knew, that my wife could give the best blow jobs on earth. She wrapped her sweet lips onto the sides of my cock and slid them slowly up and down that shaft, stopping just before my tip, taking the time to lick just under the head of my cock. She slid the tip of her finger into my ass as she sucked the top of my cock, keeping in hand my entire shaft, stroking me slowly while she took my tip into her red lips. With one hand caressing my ass, and the other stroking my shaft she knew she had total control of me, with the power to make me cum whenever she wished. She toyed with me, occasionally taking time to lick the inside of my thigh, taking her hand from my scrotum, sliding it down my leg to my calf, squeezing it with force. As my cock dabbled in her mouth I watched as she slid her hand down my leg and rubbed my foot, taking the time to rub the insides of my toes. She smiled as she knew that she had me, biting my inner thigh with glee. She shifted her body position crossing her legs with mine, I felt her wet pussy slowly gliding across my leg wishing I was deep inside her. She was to smart, she knew what I wanted, and giving it to me, although as pleasing as it was to her, would relinquish her power to me. She looked up at me with the eyes of a cat, knowing she had total control. Her hands slid up the back of my thighs, grabbing my ass with the power of a vise, feelings ran through me like I haven’t felt in years, like she knew things were going to happen. At that point, she started so suck my cock with passion, watching me as she slid up and down my shaft, taking in all of my moves, groans, and reactions to her actions. She knew what she was doing, knowing she had total control of me just as she did everything in her life, as if my cock was her existence. Seeing her slide up and down on the shaft of my cock was more than I could take, I knew I was coming close to exploding into her mouth, hand or whatever she was pleasing me with, and she knew she was in complete control, the way she liked it. Shea has never been with another man besides me, we met in grade school and she has been with me since. I know I have been with a few others since meeting her, but I also know she has been faithful to me. Picking up the skills she has, there are times I wonder, but times like now, I really don’t care. She sucked my cock with skill, sliding up and down the whole length with ease, at times, licking my balls as she slid down to the base. With a smile, she knew she had me, no words, just the facial expression, I came, exploding onto her face with a force I haven’t felt in weeks. I’m not sure if it was the talent of her mouth or the built up frustrations of work, but I shot a load that would of made the greatest of porn stars blush. I not only blasted her face, but her cheek, hair, ear, and just about everything between her and the wall. The feeling was pure ecstasy, my cum flowing freely over her lips and through her hair. She smiled, knowing even though I had covered her with my semen, she held the upper hand. The rest of the morning went without saying. Nothing really exciting beyond the occasional child running down the road with a sparkler. We went up to the main street of town for the parade. Shea wore a nice silky almost see-through blouse with a pair of skin hugging shorts. She knew we were in a small town and she wanted to show off her big city assets. She didn’t work out for 3 hours a day for me to come home and say things like ‘Nice ass’ and, ‘ boobs look a perking. She wanted to be noticed, and she was, I don’t think there was a farmer alive at the parade that wasn’t growing some corn…lol. Even the high school boys on the football teams float was noticing the curves of Sheas fine body flowing in the folding chairs that we had set up for the parade. If I wasn’t stricken with heat stroke, I would of sworn that the girls on the cheer squad were giving Shea the eye.
The afternoon consisted of a few picnics of folks from work and a couple of job related showings around town for the political side of the business. Shea was a trooper, standing tall with her 34c breasts gleaming nicely against her blouse, and her tight ass fighting against the fibers of her shorts. I could tell by the 3rd picnic she was ready for more than BBQ ribs. We continued to serve the company in the corporate fashion for the remainder of the afternoon, occasionally catching glimpses of Marc and Beth as we went from picnic to picnic. Every time we saw them the smiles on their faces seemed to beam larger and larger. Shea noticed it too, out of the blue, Shea commented that she believed Marc and Beth wanted to fuck her, with a grin, she ground her hips on me more than normal. Shea has never come out and said anything like that before, being together for more than 10 years I felt I knew everything about this woman. The comment she blew into my ear had gotten me hot, not only was I thinking of my wife fucking my best friend, I was thinking of my wife being with my best friends wife. As I stood there meeting the mayor and most of the city council with a hard on, I could only think of my wife being with someone other than me. The rest of the afternoon went pretty much with the same tone, me hard, Shea grinding, and Marc and Beth smiling. It wasn’t until the city rib cook off that we had any chance to break away from the upper city government. It was at the city park that Shea made her move. I was chatting with the higher ups and after a few beers and a few hours of hot weather, I decided it was time for a potty break. Shea was way ahead of me on this one, as I rounded the corner of the bathrooms Shea caught up to me from behind. She playfully tugged at my pants as I walked, all the time I kept telling her to behave. She followed me into the bathrooms which in itself was a brave move for anyone, let alone Shea, she was daring, but this was the biggest dare ( so far ) for her. She followed me into the men’s room, no one else was at the stalls thank goodness. I grinned as she stayed right behind me, telling her all I was going to do was piss and get back to the festivities. All she did was smile at first, then, with a grin, she said all she wanted was to watch me pee. This shocked me a bit, but the with the beer and festivities in me by now, I didn’t really care. Shea stood behind me at the stall, she reached around my waist and asked me if she could do it for me. By this time, I didn’t care who was around anymore, telling her sure, she unzipped my pants and slid her hand into the opening, she found my cock without a problem, her hand sliding along my shaft making it slowly start to grow. She pulled it out of my pants like she had done this before, avoiding the zipper completely and resting the base on the palm of her hand. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to get hard, or pee, the beer decided, I let out a soft moan as the piss began to flow from my semi-hard cock. Being held by my wife while I pissed was a first, never before have I felt another’s hand on my cock as my urine flowed through it. I hardened as she held me, aiming my pee at the urinal, I’m not sure if she had more fun aiming me or I had enjoyment with her holding my slowly stiffening cock in her hand, but it became apparent that this was not the time nor place for this. As my stream started to trickle off, a group of 3 men came into the bathroom, my only thought was if they saw what was transpiring, never once thinking that they were
wondering what a female was doing in there. As we walked out, Shea behind me, I think she slid her hand to her side and passed it over the crotch of all three men. To this day I’m not sure, but I know, nothing of a women being in the men’s bathroom was ever spoken in this small, word of mouth town.
The night came rather quickly after that. We went over to Marc and Beth’s for a good old Fourth of July barbecue. All the neighbors were there, this was the first time that we had seen them all in the same place at the same time before. There was food, drink, children, and fireworks in almost every direction you could see. Marc and Beth had a nice sized yard and the party seemed to flow over to ours and the house adjacent to theirs yards. I think at the height of the party their must of been about 70 people between the 3 houses. As dusk fell upon the neighborhood, a few of the neighbors set out to the street to set off a fireworks show for the children. Although we have lived in some bigger cities, and have seen some outstanding firework shows, nothing seemed to beat the show put on by a few local guys with some ideas and a few bucks. The kids went crazy as the sparklers and flares went up. I stood behind Shea with my hands sliding down the pockets or her shorts, felling the smooth shaved lips of a nice fresh trimmed pussy. I grooved my cock against her ass thinking that no one could see us in the darkness of a perfect evening. But again, as seemingly always, someone did. Marc came up behind me and wrapped his arms around both of us, talking over the blasts of the M-80’s and the
canons, he told us to save it for the welcoming party. Again, this party that we have wondered what happened to, thinking it was going to happen back in January a first, then later in the early months of the year. But now, on the 4th of July, it was supposedly going to happen.
It was about 1 am when it all really started to happen. Most of the guests had gone home for the party. A few of the neighborhood diehards still hung around. The children running threw the yards with sparklers had faded fast after midnight, with the occasional child trying to give the best argument why he didn’t have to go to sleep just because it was dark out and late. We all headed into Marcs house for a few nightcaps, seeing as the 4th fell on a Saturday, it seemed right that the party shouldn’t end until sometime late Sunday. When all were inside, it totaled 5 couples, including ourselves, in the house. All from the neighborhood, all that we knew from passing at least. With the children long off to bed, we settled down for some glasses of wine and some adult conversing. It was about then that I knew something was going to happen, Beth came over and took Shea into the other room and Marc approached me and told me ‘ Welcome to the neighborhood ‘ What happened next was totally unexpected. The men had cleaned up the living room and placed a chair in the middle of the room. They moved a recliner to the side of the room across from the first chair. They pretty much kept busy until the call from the other room was heard. At that time, they instructed me to have a seat in the recliner and to sit back and relax. All of the remaining men then left the room. Beth came in seconds later with a big smile on her face, she walked over to the stereo and put on some nice music. With out saying a word, she came back to where I was sitting and sat on my lap. She asked if I was having a fun Forth of July and I think by the growing tool in my pants she knew my answer was yes. Then, they brought in Shea. She had on a small, black teddy that barely covered here breasts. Her nipples were clearly showing through the silky material and I could tell she was excited by the way they had hardened. She was blindfolded and had to be led around by the hand. I was wondering if they had told her about anything that was going on, but the way she was giggling I knew she was clueless. They took her over to the chair that was across from me and sat her down. Leaving her they all looked at me and smiled as they passed, some stopping to give me a peck on my cheek. Beth stayed in the room and slid better onto my lap, she rested her head on my shoulder and kissed my neck softly.