Sex-mad wife makes me feel starving all the time
Dear Ashleigh, THIS may sound strange but my wife loves to cook in the nude. She’s 44, but thinks she’s 18 – and to be fair she’s got a good figure. The trouble is I’ve not had a decent meal in months. Take the other morning… I was reading the paper while she prepared me a full English. As much as I tried to concentrate on the news, I couldn’t help but get aroused at the sight of my wife bending over to put the bacon and sausages under the grill. It wasn’t long before her breasts were covered in cooking oil and I was having a good old rub-a-dub.
And when the sausages were done I was so excited I used them on her instead of putting them in my gob. As usual, I turned up at work starving hungry and looking very dishevelled. The same thing happened when I got home. There she was totally nude but for a light dusting of flour from the fish she was battering. She poured me a drink and before I knew it my cock was stood to attention and she was having a gobble. Before I had a chance to tuck into my fish supper she’d rubbed it all over herself and demanded I eat it off her.
Of course, most of it ended up on the kitchen floor.
So in desperation I suggested we go out for a nice meal – that way she wouldn’t be able to distract me around the house because she’d have to put some ruddy clothes on at least.
But when she was finally ready and she came downstairs, she was wearing a micro-mini with sussies showing and a really low-cut top.
It was enough to give me a right old twitch in the groin area, I can tell you!
And as we drove to the restaurant she leaned over and started to nosh on my semi-aroused cock.
Normally I would have told her to stop being so silly – I could have crashed the bloody car!
But I found a quiet spot to park up so quickly ripped my kecks off and let her have a good old suck while massaging my plums until I shot my load right down her throat.
When we eventually got to the restaurant, sat down and ordered our food, she told me she wasn’t wearing knickers and needed another seeing-to right there and then in the bogs.
So I threw one up her as quickly as possible but when we got back to our table from shagging, our food had gone stone cold.
This sort of thing happens all the time and I’m absolutely desperate for a good square meal and don’t know what to do.
Any suggestions? KR, West Yorks Ashleigh says… POP your pinny on and cook yourself something, you useless fool!