slippery el
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I knew it would be a long tough road when me and Tiffany decided to get married. We had gotten married as Tiffany was finishing up training and it was soon after when she told me we had to move onto the base. I of coarse was not crazy about the idea of immersing ourselves in the military lifestyle, but as was the tone in our marriage, whatever Tiffany says, goes. She had this habit of using her body to get whatever it was she wanted from me.
She stood at about 5'9" and was built thick. Not chubby really, but had curves in all the right places including a great pair of breasts that her dirty blonde hair would just barely rest on during the off chance it wasn't in a ponytail. She had a little bit of a belly from always eating and takeing like she was one of the guys. Not to mention since she decided she wanted to enlist she had certainly bulked up, although still kept her feminine ways. She had always been a bit of a tomboy, but at the same time her gruff and to the point way of going about things was one of the things that first attracted me to her. I stand at only around 5'7" and with a much smaller build, so I admit, sometimes I worried we looked a little odd together.
It had been a few months of living on the base and Tiffany was thriving in her new environment. I on the other hand was having a hard time adjusting to catering to Tiffany now that she was busy training so many hours a day with her squad. I was resigned to doing all the household cleaning, cooking, laundry, and anything else Tiffany wanted done around our house. People around the base were beginning to talk about how whipped I was and I didn't like it. She loved hanging with all the rugged, tough army guys and loved getting a little extra attention being one of the few female members on the base, not including the wives of the various other men. It wasn't uncommon for a group to come over to play poker and take a few beers. Tonight was one of those nights.
Tiffany was sitting down enjoying a beer and watching t.v. while I cleaned the room up a little bit at Tiffany's suggestion.
"Tommy, why don't you put that cute apron on that I got you?" she said.
"Oh, I don't know Tiff, your friends always laugh at me when they see me in that silly pink apron"
"Silly!? I got you that for christmas and you said you loved it, c'mon babe. I really want you to wear it. You don't wanna disappoint me do you?" she said with the biggest pair of puppy dog eyes.
"Oh, alright" I conceded and rushed upstairs to throw it on while she continued watching her program.
When I came back down I caught her pounding the rest of her beer before throwing it in the trash.
"Now that's what I like to see. You look so sexy in that! I'm not gonna be able to keep my hands off you." she said as she walked seductively toward me.
"Really?" I said with a little optimism.
"No!" she laughed. "Oh yea, what a stud, you are!" Sarcasm dripping from her words.
With that there was a knock at the door. Her friends came in a few at a time and the night went on with them playing poker and enjoying a few beers. There was seven of them in total. I basically played the part of the maid and collected empty beer bottles and delivered fresh ones while trying to stay as out of the way as possible. Tiffany hated it when I interrupted her guys nights.
"Why don't you sit down and play a hand, Tom?" said David, probably the nicest of the group.
"Yea, right" said Josh, the big brute of the group. "You know Tiff here runs too tight a ship."
The group erupted in laughter as they made the sound of whips cracking. I playfully laughed along as if I was in on the joke. Josh was also one of the few single men on the base and I had always thought he had a thing for Tiffany.
I walked back into the kitchen after collecting a few empties. Tiffany followed behind me.
"They're funny right?" she said as she got close to me and put her hands on my butt.
"Yea, I guess they are," I responded, "I just wish they wouldn't direct all of those jokes toward me".
"Aww, sweetie, is my little boy upset the big boys are picking on him" she said with a strong scent of beer on her breath.
"Well, I don't know. I was just hoping you could stick up for me a little in front of them."
"Yes, you are so right baby" she said switching into a slight baby voice as she pulled my head in a hugging motion as my face smushed against her enormous breasts. My troubles totally left me when I got that close to her body. "I have an idea. Why don't you try to smooth the waters out and go get that box of cigars. I'm sure they'd all appreciate your generosity.
"Oh. Well, I don't know. Those cigars were so expensive and really hard to come by and-"
"Don't be cheap, babe" she said cutting me off. "It's for my friends and I think they'd like it, kay" she said with her sweetness evaporating quickly.
"Yea, you're right. I'm sorry. I'll go get them".
Tiffany giggled slightly to herself. "I'm going back to the game. Don't forget to grab another round of takes for us out there. Big guys like that get thirsty".
I grabbed a fresh round and placed them on the table, then went upstairs to fetch the cigars. They were incredibly expensive at almost $4,000 for the lot of them. I wanted to enjoy them overran extended period of time. But Tiffany had already told me what she wanted.
I walked down offering them to the gang. As I was passing them around I felt terrible to see such great items going to guys who always ridiculed me, but I did find happiness in knowing that Tiff was happy. They all popped em in as I lit them up. I was a little shocked that not one permister thanked me for the cigars, but again, I didn't do it for them. I did it for Tiffany. The night went on a little while longer when talk of the dinner came up.
"So, who's going to the dinner on sat?" said James.
"Not much else to do" said David. "Plus I know Rebecca (his wife) is excited to get together with the other wives."
"Yea, my old lady is always complaining they don't get to all get together and gossip or whatever they do together" said Jeff. "You and Tom gonna make it out?" he said to Tiffany
"Uugh, I don't know. I hate getting dressed up for those dinner ceremony things" said Tiffany.
"You are such a slob" said, Josh.
"A slob?" said Tiffany, "Please, I could get your dick hard and coming on its own in 30 seconds".
"You wish, I have the stuff that can keep a girl going all night. I'm not like your little maid over there!"
The whole group erupted in laughter yet again. What really bothered me was the way Tiffany belly laughed at his comment. Tiffany looked over at me.
"Well, aren't you going to stick up for yourself?" she said between laughs.
Before I could answer Josh butted back in. "Tommy, cut me a break here. Even you have to admit your wife is a bit of a slob. I've smelt her after our morning runs."
The group laughed including Tiff at herself.
I didn't quite know what to say, I just kind of sheepishly stuttered out, "Well, uh, no, I like the way she smells".
Everyone laughed again. They were getting such amusement from putting me in these situations.
"Thank you, baby". she said..
"Prove it!" they all began to chant.
Tiffany just kind of held up her arm which revealed her armpit easily in her tank top. The group all were laughing hysterically, as did she.
"Well come on, Tom. You've smelt worse places than this on me!" she said. More laughter.
I slowly started to walk over turning bright red I'm sure as I just watched everyone laughing at me. I placed my head next to her armpit. I was there for a moment before she grabbed my head with her other hand and smashed it all along her pit. I could feel the perspiration cling from her underarm to my face. The crowd was gasping for air at this point mixed in with a few jostles towards me. The night continued and soon enough everyone had their fill and decided to go their own ways.
"Damn, those cigars were fucking good though" said James. "You mind if I grab another one, Tiff?"
I was upset that he had asked Tiffany and not me.
"Of course, take them and enjoy them" Tiffany said.
She passed them out at the door as everyone left. Everyone left except for Josh.
"So do I get to see this body in something other than workout gear and fatigues?" Josh said as he maid his way towards the door.
"Oh, fuck it. I'll go." she said handing him the last cigar.
"Don't forget to bring your wife over there" he said. "All the wives wanna get together and gossip". he said with an evil grin.
"You are such an ass" she said with a smile as she playfully pushed him out the door.
She stretched. "My god. That was so much fun wasn't it?" She handed me the empty cigar box. "See, I told you they would like your cigars" she said taping my cheek.
"Yea, I'm glad you enjoy hanging out with your friends. I was actually thinking about trying to findsome of my own friends off base to maybe hang out with." I said trying to gage her reaction.
"Ohhh, babyyy. It's so cute how scared you get around the guys. But I just don't think there's any time to find new friends what with all you have to do around here taking care of the house and keeping me and the guys entertained. It just doesn't sound like a good idea".
"Oh, well okay. I just want to make sure they respect me and not have them think I'm so pussy whipped."
Tiffany tried to hide her smile.
"I'm sure they respect you, hun. What other kind of guy would give up his cigars and spend his entire evening serving a group of guys. Now, clean up these bottles, then come up to bed. You can clean the rest up tomorrow."
I cleaned the bottles and threw them in the trash then raced upstairs. Tiffany was lying in her undergarments. Nothing really sexy about them. Her underwear was totally used for function. She didn't really care for acting sexy for me. I changed into my pajamas and started to climb into bed.
"Sorry hunny, but was really hoping I could get one of your foot massages before I went to relax." she said.
"Oh, uh sure". I started to get out of bed. Tiffany grabbed my head and began to kiss me. But one of her special kisses. She began sucking my face off and ended with her pushing large amounts of her saliva in my mouth with her tongue. She was done with her kiss and pushed me away with her hand. I then stood at the base of the bed as I started to rub her callused, somewhat sweaty feet.
"Now there's my good boy." she said under her breath.
It was a few minutes before she fell arelax and began snoring. I rubbed her feet for about a half hour after that before getting on the bed myself. She was arelax right in the middle and totally spread out so I tucked into the corner by her feet where I would be the most out of her way.
To Be Continued...
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slippery el
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I woke up to a few short kicks to my ribs. It was my beautiful wife waking me up as I was still crouched at the bottom of the bed. I genuinely didn't mind that I was resigned to the corner since I know that my Tiffany was able to fully enjoy her relax.
I wanted to slid up next to her but her other leg was kicked out so there wasn't really any room.
"Good morning, beautiful" I said in my most admiring voice.
"Ughh, my stomach is *******ing me" she blurted out, "why do you always buy those thick beers?"
Tiffany was always a little grumpy in the morning.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you had told me you liked the darker, thick beers?" I said said softly.
"I do, but I can't pound them all night. You have to get a few lighter beers, genius, so I can mix it up".
"I'm sorry about that Tiffany. I'll be sure to pick up some lighter beers the next time I go to the store."
Tiffany didn't respond as she started to stretch and pulled a big yawn. Her legs kicking up against my face as if she forgot I was down there.
"Hun, what are you waiting for?" she said, "You have A LOT of cleaning downstairs".
I moved back to start massaging her feet and legs.
"Well," I said, "I was hoping maybe we can get a little intimate this morning".
Tiffany snorted. "Oh yea, because that display of masculinity really got me going last night." she said giggling.
I think Tiffany could see on my face that her last remark really hurt me.
"Aww, I'm just joking babe" she said with a sexy smile. "Do you forgive me?"
I couldn't resist her when she flashed a smile at me.
"Of course" I said with a huge smile.
"Prove it, baby. Or I'm gonna feel bad all day." she said in a baby voice as she flashed some puppy eyes at me hiding a smile.
She held up one of her feet. She bent her knee and pointed her foot so the tops of her unmanicured toes faced me. I hated doing this, but the last thing I wanted to do was have her feeling bad. I leaned in and began kissing the tops of her feet. As I kissed I looked up and saw her hidden smile morph into a wicked grin. After a moment she kicked me away with that same foot I was kissing, pushing me in the face.
"The cleanup, babe" she said dryly.
"Oh, right, I'll go right down".
"Sorry, but it's not gonna clean itself right?" she said with a mock smile.
"No. You're right." I said as I got off the bed and made a quick change into the days clothes.
Tiffany got up and started walking towards the bathroom. "Just put on some shorts. I want to hit the gym today after breakfast." she said over her shoulder as she shut the door.
Normally it makes no difference in what a guy wheres when his wife goes to the gym. But Tiffany always likes when I am there with her. She likes having someone to help spot her and wipe down the machines before and after she uses them. There was actually a movie that I really wanted to watch on t.v. that day, but what Tiffany wants, Tiffany gets.
I quickly threw some shorts and a t-shirt on and went downstairs to clean. The place was in worse shape then I remembered. By the time I cleaned up all the crumbs put away the extra seating and scrubbed away the spilt beer on the floor, I didn't hear Tiffany come down.
"Babe, what the fuck!?" she exclaimed. "You haven't even started breakfast yet?"
I jumped up. It took me a second to respond once I caught a glimpse at her. She had black skin tight workout pants that hugged her sexy legs and really accentuated her wide hips and voluptuous butt. Her top was a black spandex material that was doing a poor job of hiding her enormous breasts and her hair back in a ponytail. After a moment she just held her hands up and shrugged with an expectant look.
"Sorry, Tiff. There was more spilt beer than I thought and-"
"Oh, so now it's my friends fault!?"
I was stuck. I didn't know what to do as I started to sweat. There was nothing worse than a pissed off wife. At least in my world.
"Just get started on it. God, I hate when you go all dumb-cuckolds brownie on me." she said as she plopped herself down on the couch and started flipping through the channels.
I was relieved from her stare, if only briefly. I instantly got started on her eggs, fried some bacon and pored a nice glass of orang juice and really tried my best to make it look as good as possible. The fastest way to a woman's heart is through her stomach.
"Here you are, ma'am" I said as I placed the plate and glass in front of her on the table. I don't know why I called her ma'am. Every once in a while it just slipped out, and somehow it felt right. I was beaming as I presented it to her. I knew that plate looked so good she would have to feel a little admiration toward me. My hopes were soon dashed as she just started eating without so much as a thank you. She kept her eyes glued to the t.v. as she stuffed her face and pounded her take. When she was done she sat back, rubbed her stomach slightly and let out a small, feminine burp.
"Ahh, that was good" she said looking up from the t.v. for the first time. "Want a taste?" A wicked smile crept along her face.
Before I could react she grabbed my head and gave me the same type of passionate kiss from last night. The difference was instead of her saliva tasting and smelling of beer, it tasted like her morning breakfast. I didn't mind though. A kiss from Tiffany was a kiss from Tiffany, and I cherished every one I got.
And with that we were off to the gym. It was a quick 2 minute walk from our home to the community base gym. The gym actually seemed to be pretty empty which was very rare minus a few troops here and there. I wiped the sweat down on the bench before Tiffany got to work. It was hard not to be a least a little intimidated by Tiffany when she worked out. Her muscles swelled as she lifted more weight than I could ever imagine lifting. Every once in a while she would shout a command like "more weight", "less weight", "water" which I would run to the fountain and refill her water bottle. But as Tiffany worked out, the more she sweated, and the more I found her irresistible.
I was staring at her so much I didn't notice Josh had come in and started working out. Tiffany spotted him and wen't over to talk to him. As I started to walk over with her she looked back at me and told me to watch her stuff. I obediently stayed behind. It was humiliating as I watch her go over to him and start to talk. They would laugh, then talk, then she playfully hit his arm a few times. Then they looked over at me and cracked up. Then, they hugged before she started walking back to me. I could see josh staring at her ass as she walked toward me, and I could swear I saw her put an extra wiggle in her step as she did.
"What were you guys talking about" I asked as humbly as possible.
"Nothing. He was just being mean" she said with a smile. "Don't worry about him."
And with that she plugged her earbuds back in, totally ignoring me with the exception of her occasional command.
Josh eventually made his way over to me and my wife. She asked him for a spot and the two started working out together. The two were uncomfortably close as she basically backed her butt up against his groin as he commented on her form.
"God, Tiffany, you're all toned up." said Josh. "I have to hand it to you, you are looking fucking sexy"
I was a little offended that he would say that to her with me standing right there.
"Yea, you're pretty built yourself" my wife said right back. "I almost cut my butt on your six-pack that last set."
The two laughed together.
Josh flexed. "Thanks. I've been trying to gain some size".
"Well it's showing." she said rubbing his bicep.
"Yea," Josh said, "I knew you wanted my dick".
Tiffany gasped with a wide smile.
"You are so gross" she said with another punch to his arm.
Tiffany started to play with her hair like she was some little school girl.
"C'mon" Josh said, "Let me help you with your form."
The two got set to do another exercise, again, Tiffany pressing her butt into his groin and upper thigh.
I was stunned. As if to wake me up from a dream, I heard Josh say, "Hey Tommy, why don't you fill up my water bottle" as he slid his hands along her ass and putting his hands on her hips.
I was totally taken back.
"You don't have to do anything this prick says, Tommy" my wife assuringly said over her shoulder, albeit with a laugh.
The two bent down and started their exercise. I felt sort of foolish standing there and I don't know why, but I actually picked up Tommy's water bottle and filled it up at the fountain. The two kept on talking to each other until they were done with their sets. Then Tiffany finally looked over at me.
"Awww, baby. That was so sweat of you to fill up Josh's water bottle". she said with a patronizing smile.
Josh picked up his bottle and drank from it as he shot me a glare before turning back to address Tiffany. "Yea, well, I'm gonna head out. I'll see you at the dinner tonight, right?" he said as he lightly slapped Tiffany's ass right in front of me.
"Ow, you dick!" she said with a huge smile. "Yea, I'll see you there".
With that they hugged again and we started walking back home. I was working up the courage to say something to my wife about the two being too flirtatious. Finally I just blurted it out.
"Josh can be a real jerk sometimes, right?"
Tiffany laughed.
"Yea, he is such a dickhead" a smile lingering on her face. "But he's got a HUGE dick, so I get it. Guys with big dicks like that are always dickheads."
I was blown away from her comment.
"What, uh, what do you mean?" I stuttered out.
"Well I've seen it just from working out, and showering and changing in the barracks and stuff. "It's huge."
"Oh," I didn't really know what to say. "Well, you don't really care about stuff like that do you, right honey?"
A wicked grin crept across her face yet again, "Well, I can't care about it too much if I'm married to this little thing right?" she said as she flicked the head of my penis through my shorts. She let out a laugh.
The flick hit me hard so it really hurt, but I let out a small laugh of my own at her comment. We walked through the door and she grabbed me by the hand and dragged me upstairs. She started taking off her soaking wet workout gear and throwing in anywhere. She didn't need to worry about picking it back up. That's Tommy work.
She jumped onto the bed. She was sitting there practically dripping with sweat after her hard work out.
"Oh baby, I'm so hot right now. Come to me"
It was a little gross, but I didn't really mind. I wasn't gonna turn down a love making session with my wife. Especially the very rare day-lay. Plus I felt a little emasculated after the gym trip and thought a sweaty sex session might make me feel a little bit manly again.
I started to take off my shirt.
"Oh yea, baby. Take it off!" she chided with a huge burst of laughter. "Dance sexy for me baby! Do a little strip tease".
I really didn't want to do that, but didn't know what to do. I didn't want to disappoint Tiffany. I started to slowly take off my clothes and buck my hips. Tiffany was absolutely cracking up at my predicament. I tried to get into bed and she just pushed me away with her foot.
"No, I said dance" she said between laughs.
I danced some more as she shouted out more comments and cracked up. She had a way of making me feel like some cheap whore, there for her to laugh at. When I was finally naked she spread her legs and exposed her beautiful vagina. Her beautiful tuft of pubic hair, now moist and shimmering with her sweat. Her laughing finally subsided as I crawled into the bed. She instantly grabbed the back of my head and pushed it to her neck. I started to kiss there. Next she did her famous saliva pushing kisses on her mouth. After a moment or two of that she powerfully threw my head back.
"Now eat my pussy."
I froze for a millisecond. I really did not want to go down on Tiffany right now. The idea of having sex with this sweaty beauty was one thing, but to perform oral was something different altogether.
"I said eat!" she said with a slight push to my face towards her vagina.
Sure enough, I went down on her. She held my head there with one hand while she worked her nipples with her other. Then after a while she held the tops of my head with both hands as her sweaty, powerful thighs clamped down around me. I couldn't move, hell I couldn't breath. Soon she started bucking her hips before finishing off all over me. (Tiffany was a very powerful squirter almost every time.)
She held me in place for a moment longer as her bucking died down. She let go of my head and open her thighs. She laughed at my appearance.
"Awww, my little baby is covered in my cum juice. Does it taste good."
I didn't want to taste it so I kept my mouth shut. But I didn't want her to know that.
"Yes, honey." I quickly said trying to barely open my mouth.
"Show me. Lick those lips." she said with that sexy powerful grin.
The jig was up. I opened my mouth and licked all around my face as much as I could as I knew she wanted me to. Tiffany smiled. Then she began to get up.
"Oh, wait!" I spit out.
Tiffany looked back at me kind of shocked. I froze as she looked back.
"Well, uh, I, um, well I was hoping maybe we could, uh, well maybe have sex."
Tiffany just gave me a patronizing frown.
"Well, babe," she started, "You are covered in cum. I don't want that anywhere near my face. It's gross."
The audacity! She had just had me lick up her cum after going down on her sweaty body. And now I'm too gross to even be near her face! I was livid, I wanted to pop, but all that came out was, "Yea, you're right."
That evil grin crawled along her face again.
"And besides the bed is covered in cum. I don't want to lie on that. And to be fair, that is kind of your fault since you're the one who made me squirt so much you big stud." she said with a laugh.
"I'm going to go downstairs and watch t.v." she continued, "I'll just shower before we leave for the dinner. You should probably shower now, huh babe." she giggled at her own comment as she gave me a playful slap to the cheek.
With that she went downstairs. I stayed immobile for a second taking. Then got up and got in the shower.
To Be Continued... Next up: The Big Dinner
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