The moment Jessie touched herself she knew her fingers wouldn't be enough. She slowly rubbed the slick folds of her wet cunt and let her legs fall open as she contemplated her dilemma.

She frequently went to bed long after her husband John was asleep. She had enough energy for six women while John started yawning by eight o'clock.

Sometimes she wondered why she married John, but in her heart she knew. For one thing she loved him and she knew he loved her.

Even as a young girl, a teenager, she'd known that one man wasn't enough for her. She had never tried being faithful to John and after ten years of marriage he still gave her all the freedom she needed to canyon with her affairs.

Working part-time helped. She met lots of men at work and had many brief encounters. And then there was David, her boss. She and David had a very special relationship. The sex was good and they made no demands on each other. Yes, her job was important to her life.

Dear John, she thought as she rubbed her gooey fingers around her pussy. I wonder if he's sleeping. Sometimes she sucked him off while he slept. Occasionally he awakened and they fucked that didn't happen often, but it might be fun to try. Anyway, sucking him off always turned her on, especially since her fingers now weren't giving her what she needed.

John was snoring when she entered the room. As usual his clothes were strewn all over the place. She slipped out of her robe and gazed at him. The blanket covered him from the waist down. He had a good body and a year-round tan. He mumbled in his sleep when she touched his chest. She slowly pulled the covers back. His cock was hard. He had a hard-on but when he was awake, his interest in sex was minimal.

Neater, his cock was hard now and she was horny. While she would have loved having it deep inside her juicy cunt she would settle for blowing him.