If Only My Husband Would Understand

At my work I became friends with an older lady, she in her forties me in my twenties. At a company function she introduced me to her husband. She invited me to her house and told me that she wanted to give me as a g*ft to her husband. He told me I was special and he wanted me to know the difference between men and boys.

During the act she sat on the bed beside us as he was pumping me asking me if I was okay and giving her husband pointers to hit my g spot. She put her hand between us and played with my clit bringing on an orgasm. He finished by pumping into me, which she cleaned up with a hot towel. She started calling me sweet cheeks because she likes my naked butt.

Over the next two years I was his favorite, I got a "Sweet Cheeks" tattoo on my behind, she didn't directly love on me, more of bathing me for him so I'd be squeaky clean for him, shaving me, and of course cleaning me up afterwards, dressing me, combing my hair. She liked taking care of me. I got too old for all that and made the mistake of running off ten years ago with a guy who wanted to get married.

He has an issue with my tattoo, he won't listen to me about finding a girl for him, I have a girl in mind. As it is I spoil her, I don't love on her, just spoil her and once in a while help her imagine my husband, toying with her with a replica of his penis I had made, and maybe a few sweet kisses to help her find Nirvana.