"Well, I…" Jack began.
"Don't give me any shit. Momma knows all. Oh, you don't have to blame Angela for leaking top secrets, I wormed it out of her when her defenses were down. I know all about your hair-trigger cock."
"I…" Jack said very weakly.
Sylvia knew she had to be careful of her timing. Any moment now the cornered husband might go back to the attack. Turning toward Angela, Sylvia said contemptuously, "You two make me sick. Both of you whine about the other but neither one does anything constructive. It's not all Jack's fault, Angela, didn't it ever occur to you that you might be able to do something about his little problem? He's so hot to go he shoots his load at the first touch, so why not pull the sting from it, make it a little less touchy?"
"W-what do you mean?" Angela asked, her eyes as big as saucers.
"I think you both need a little practice lesson. Now you watch how this is done, Angela. Back, handsome," Sylvia ordered, giving the fascinated Jack several little shoves that brought the back of his knees up sharp against the edge of an easy chair so that he fell heavily into it. In one lithe graceful movement Sylvia dropped her knees light in front of the chair.
"Now as I see it, neither one of you two love-birds ever explored the possibility that Jack might be able to get it up more than once. We'll go for the knockout punch in round one and see if tiger here can answer the bell for round two." And before either husband or wife knew what was happening, Sylvia reached forward and boldly unzipped Jack's fly. All of a sudden long cool fingers were suddenly extracting the amazed young man's penis through the opening. With gaping mouth, Jack saw his cock lying in Sylvia's palm, pulsing gently as it began to quicken into life.
"My, you are fast," the smiling brunette said. "Let's see how long it takes you to cum." Still sitting transfixed in his chair, Jack watched in disbelief as Sylvia slowly lowered her dark head towards his penis, which was jerking larger with every passing second. A moment ago he had been ready to kill, and now a woman whose sheer beauty and sensuality had always seemed to him to be an unobtainable dream was clearly about to put his cock in her mouth. Angela too watched in shocked awe. She knew that by all rights she should be sickened and horrified watching another woman do this perverted act to her own husband, but somehow, in this place, it seemed natural. Her own mouth began to salivate sympathetically as she watched Sylvia do something to Jack she had never had the courage to even think about.
"Hey, wait a minute," she heard Jack say, but then his voice choked off as his lovely torturer's tongue shot out and stabbed against the tiny opening in the head of his cock. Under that maddening stimulation his throbbing penis burst into its full glory, rearing up like an angry cobra.
"Mmmm, it likes me," Sylvia said, and then opening her lips she slid them moistly over the now swollen purplish head and began to suck the tip of her willing victim's cock. Staring down in amazement the surprised young man looked in awe at the beautiful dark head poised over his trembling loins. He knew he could probably just reach down and push Sylvia away, but at that moment it seemed like an impossible idea.
Instead his eyes closed as erotic feelings of sensual pleasure began to shoot upward from his hotly trapped penis.
"I-I, we shouldn't be…" he began, knowing that Angela was watching, but then with an incoherent groan the young husband reached down to wrap his hands tightly in the thick lustrous halt that spilled over his loins, and with a jerk he pulled Sylvia's lips down farther onto his pulsating cock-shaft. To hell with Angela, he thought. After what he had caught her doing it would serve her right to have to watch this! For her part, his gaping wife stood watching in appreciative awe. She had been through too much already today to be very upset by what was happening before her. What was mostly bothering her was the unfulfilled feeling deep in her own hungry loins which had been rudely deprived of the lust-sating dog-penis only a few minutes ago. Staring hungrily at her husband's desire-thickened shaft disappearing up into Sylvia's ovalled mouth, Angela found herself wishing that somehow it were being thrust up her own wanting pussy instead.
The whole little scenario didn't take long, maybe less than two minutes, and then true to form, Jack could feel the familiar bliss-filled churning in his balls.
"Holy God," he half-shouted, "I'm gonna cum! For the love of Christ, don't stop sucking!" Then his blood-rigid rod of flesh began to vibrate as the first hot jets rushed its swollen length. This was the first time in his life the young man had ever had his cock sucked, and he was unprepared for the incredible sensation as Sylvia sucked madly on his spurting member, working him to heights of passion that were almost unbearable. As his head arched back in ecstasy he was able to see out of the comer of his eyes the almost ludicrous picture of Sylvia's cheeks ballooning out from the pressure of his gushing sperm and then hollowing again as she sucked madly. It seemed to go on for an eternity and then the depleted young husband slumped back in the chair, his exhausted penis deflating in Sylvia's mouth. The smiling widow let the limp organ slip wetly from her mouth and licked the last traces of hot sticky sperm from her lips.
"A new record in the hundred yard dash," she said wryly. Turning to Angela she added, "I see what you mean. A girl would have to be a real sprinter to keep up with that." Her words deflated Jack who thought she was making fun of him but the lovely woman got lithely to her feet. "Now it's time for the resurrection," she said. Even though he had just cum, Jack could not help staring at the beautiful sleek body now standing nakedly before him. For a moment his tortured eyes couldn't decide whether they wanted to focus on the high, proud, dark-tipped breasts or feast on the softly shadowed pussy that nestled up between Sylvia's smooth ivory-white thighs.
Moving closer to the still seated young man, her hips swaying provocatively, Sylvia reached out for one of his hands and then pulled him unresistingly to his feet. As soon as he was standing before her, the exotic beauty moved closer still and began slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Even before she pulled the garment completely from him, the brazen seducer leaned forward and traced her stiffening nipples in tiny circles over his naked chest. Immediately the gasping husband felt a faint lurching in his tired loins. Even though he knew he should resist, Jack made no move to stop Sylvia as she began undoing his belt. Before he knew it his trousers were in a heap around his feet.
"Kick off your shoes," Sylvia ordered, and he did. Jack was now standing wearing only his shorts, and while his penis, poking through the opening was not exactly erect, it was also not as shrunken and lifeless as a moment before. His lovely seducer began to work the shorts down over his hips, letting the elastic waistband rub across the end of his still dripping cock. Once the thin garment was down around his ankles, Jack automatically kicked them free, at last standing completely naked, his reviving cock now at half-mast. Without a word Sylvia moved into his arms so that finally Jack was able to feel the full, sensuous, naked length of this desirable woman against his own trembling flesh. He pressed his lips down on hers, and for a long moment their tongues met, darting together inside the moist caverns of their mouths, and then she was slipping down, her soft flesh sliding lingeringly over his until she was on her knees before him. Reaching forward, Sylvia took his cock in her hands and placed it gently in the valley between her large taut breasts, then, sensuously, provocatively, the experienced woman pressed the soft white mounds together, trapping his penis between their seductive warmth, and began voluptuously working their tender beauty back and forth over his ever growing penis.