As they left the movie, Leona was amused at the way Bob tried to hide his obvious hard-on. When they were alone inside the car, she playfully teased him about it.

"There's a bone in the basement," she said.

Bob chuckled. "You put it there, honey. Have a feel."

"I will not!" Leona teased. But she pictured his throbbing cock confined in his pants and she finally put her hand on him. He was ready for action, his cock thick and swollen like a fat sausage. She always liked handling his cock because she knew it put him in her power. She kept on feeling around outside his pants, and then finally she unzipped his fly and put her hand inside. She probed trough the opening in his boxer shorts and scooped out his long thick cock. She closed her hand around his rigid cock-shaft and held him without moving, teasing him with her fingers. She knew he wanted to be stroked, but she held him in her fist and kept her hand still.

"You're a naughty boy," she said. "Your pecker is dripping on my hand."

He groaned. She squeezed his cock and heard him gasp. She slipped her hand out to his cock-head and smeared his juice over the velvety knob. His cock-head was fat and deliciously bloated. She could feel the heat of it under her fingertips. Using two fingers, she pulled his foreskin back to completely expose the juicy plum of his prick-tip. Each time they passed a streetlamp, she could see the juice glistening in the slit of his cock-head. She rubbed her thumb over the hole and then around the flared rim of his knob.

There were times during their marriage when she'd thought of taking his cock in her mouth, but she'd never had the nerve to do it.

She knew there were women who did that, and she assumed Bob would like it. Sometimes the urge to do it was intense. The she'd think how nasty it was to suck on a man's piss-hole. She also did not like the idea of giving in, of being completely subservient to his pleasures. It was always good to hold back in order to keep control of things. Her mother had always said that if you gave a man everything, he treated you like a slave.