NOT Your Grandma's Book of Progressive Erotica: Vol 7

After Hours

My wife and I run a pool hall together and it has become our escape from our tight-knit neighbourhood. I never wanted to live so close to my neighbours that they could hear us having sex, but that was literally what would happen. On several occasions we would receive complaints about a couple making lots of noise and we would blame our son every time. The truth was that it was actually my wife and I when he would be out of the house, but nobody ever found that out.

After a visit from the police about disturbing the peace – which I thought was ridiculous since it was only normal to have sex – my wife and I decided to abstain until we could figure out how to work sex back into our lives. Pillows never helped and my wife would bite me if I used my hand to muffle any of her moans. She liked being free to make sounds of pleasure to show me how much she was enjoying sex. I had no problem with it since it turned me on, but when your house is a few feet away from your neighbour's, it's rather difficult to have loud sex.

One night after we closed up the pool hall, my wife was counting money and I was double checking tables and equipment as I closed the blinds. When I finished my round of all the tables and even the VIP room, I walked over to find her finishing up our daily count. It was a Monday, so we didn't bring in a lot of money that day, but we knew the busy days were yet to come later in the week.

I think we both needed a boost though, because when I kissed her on the cheek, she turned and tackled me to the ground, demanding that I take her right there.

"Please fuck me," she begged. "It has been too long. I need sex right now!"

For some reason her accented English words turned me on more than if she had spoken to me in Japanese. There was something sexy about the way she said things, but I don't think she thought the same about me when I tried to talk dirty.

Looking up at her, I nodded and replied to her in Japanese that we should do it on one of the VIP pool tables. Her face was full of shock, but then a smile popped up on her face and we were running to the VIP room. Once we were next to the closest table, she got down on her knees and pulled my cock out of my pants to suck on it. I couldn't remember the last time I had a blowjob from her that felt so good. She sucked it really hard and used a lot of spit too.

When she stopped, she quickly pulled down her pants and underwear at the same time to bare her ass to me. She then bent over the table and waited for me to slide my cock inside of her pussy. I started off slow and then moved faster as she demanded it. She was moaning like crazy as I fucked her from behind. Soon she was speaking in Japanese, telling me she was going to cum.

Once she came, we took all our clothes off and then she laid on her back on top of the table. I climbed up as well and then began to fuck her like a rabbit in the missionary position. I hadn't lost much of my stamina from when we first got married and I felt like the sex was one of the reasons why we felt so young. Having a workout from sex was great and I never woke up sore the next day – I can't say the same for my wife though.

Fucking her with all that I had left, I was slapping my balls hard against her and making her scream very loud. Her pussy was so wet that I swear she was cumming non-stop the entire time. I kissed her and licked her nipples as she laid there and took the pounding that I was giving her. Her moaning soon quieted down as she couldn't cum anymore, so I finished by giving her pussy a nice big cream-pie.

As I pulled my cock out of her pussy, she quickly placed her hand underneath to catch the cum before it dripped onto the pool table. She glared at me jokingly and then licked it all off her fingers. My wife was a firm believer that the protein in sperm was good for her health, so she always liked to eat it, no matter what she said it tasted like.

Putting our clothes back on so we could head home, she looked over at me as I pulled my shirt back on.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

"No," she replied. "But since pool is about putting balls into holes and you emptied your balls into my hole, I think that we have found our new sex place."