Unspoken Pleasure

Deciding to avoid Mia until the wedding, I went to a nearby bookstore and spent a couple of hours browsing, which is one of the most relaxing things to do. I also probably was the best dressed person at the book store in my suit and tie. The church, conveniently, was a block from the hotel. I made it with only a few minutes to spare and was waved over by Mia. I joined her and she quipped, "If I didn't know better I would think you were avoiding me."

"I returned to the room and you were sleeping," I pointed out, as I checked out her ridiculously hot gold dress.

"Fair enough," she agreed.

"Are you dressed for a wedding or prom?" I joked.

"Always outshine the bride," she said, justifying her outfit.

"Well, congratulations, task accomplished," I commented, her breasts outlined perfectly and her legs, in mocha coloured nylons, a perfect touch. The matching five inch gold heels also were hot as hell.

"Oh, thank you," she smiled. "My goal is always to get the women wet and the men hard."

I joked, looking down at the bulge on my pants, "Task again accomplished."

"Delicious," she smiled, her tone, as usual, sexy as hell.

"You're quite the temptress," I whispered.

"I like the term seductress," she corrected.

"I imagine you do," I smiled back, again feeling like helpless prey in the scopes of a hunter.

Just then, the wedding started, and for forty-five minutes I tried to ignore the bulge in my pants and the utter beauty of Mia. Of course, the seductress, knowing my weakness, teased me relentlessly as she dangled her heel on her toes before eventually allowing it to hit the floor.

I gave up trying to listen to the boring speech the minister was giving about the integrity of marriage, as I envisioned cheating, while I stared at Mia's stocking-clad foot.

She leaned over, just as the oaths began, "Ever gotten a nylon foot job?"

My face went beet red as I stammered, "N-n-no."

"Can you imagine what it would feel like?" she asked, her hot breath on my ear driving me crazy.

"I-I-I-um-yeah," I stammered like a blithering fool.

"Delicious," she whispered, slightly tugging on my ear, before moving back to her seat.

Everything up until now had been flirting, albeit over the top, sensual flirting, but now she had crossed the line. I knew staying faithful to Mary was going to take every ounce of courage and conviction I had.

Leaning back over as the newly married couple signed the register, she said, "Can you imagine if the bride surprised the groom tonight by revealing she had a cock?"

I laughed, even as my cock stiffened, "I imagine they have had sex by now."

"Or which of those bridesmaids do you think is most likely to be packing a big juicy cock?" she asked, her hand resting on my leg.

"I hope the redhead," I answered, greatly distracted by her hand just inches from my stiff cock.

"Hmmmmm, I think the brunette," she said, "it's always the one you least expect."

"Is that the Shemale rule?" I asked, distracted.

"Ohhhh, I think so," she purred, moving her hand and squeezing my cock. "You really are a Shemale slut aren't you?"

Just then, the bride and groom began their walk down the aisle as a married couple and she ended her relentless attack on my senses.

As soon as the wedding was over, Mia continued to leave her stocking-clad toes in full view for me, I stood up and said, knowing I had to get away from her before I gave into my carnal desires, "I need to go." "Where?" She asked, standing up also.

"To give my congratulations," I said.

"Don't leave without me," Mia said.

"Okay," I said, needing to get away from the temptress and seemingly not able to do so.

I visited with co-workers, briefly chatted with the bride and groom and made plans to go to a pub across the street from the hotel for a cocktail or two.

Mia came over and asked the group of men, "Where to now?"

Adam, the single one of our group, answered, "Wherever you want to go."

Mia smiled, her sexy smile, "And where would you take me?"

"To heaven and back," Adam quipped.

Mia laughed, her usual seductive tone dripping with intent, "Oh, I think it would be me taking you to heaven."

"Lead the way," Adam offered.

"I'll take a rain check. Robert is my date for the night," Mia said, putting her arm inside mine.

"You bastard," said Harry, a co-worker who was in a sexless marriage, and an utter asshole.

I joked, knowing Mia would go along with it, "Mary gave me Mia as a weekend present."

"Fuck off," Harry said.

Mia added, playing the role she loved to play, "Oh yes, Robert will be a whole new man when I am through with him tonight." Harry shook his head, "Lucky fucker."

Mia quipped, "Stress the fucker."

Gus, the oldest in our group, said, "Get a room, then."

"We have one, don't we stud?" Mia said dripping with innuendo.

"That we do my little slut," I said, praying I wasn't pushing it too far.

Mia quickly countered, "Oh no, no, tonight you're the slut."

"I can't watch this anymore," Harry protested.

Adam added. "I'd love to watch."

Mia grabbed my hand and said, "Let's go, I'm hungry for an appetizer."

Adam quipped, "Come with me and you can have the full meal deal."

Mia quipped right back, "I don't eat from the kids' menu."

"Oh shit, she got you there," Harry roared.

Mia led me away and said, "That was fun."

"You made me a legend," I said, not looking back.

"Oh I meant it, I need a snack," she said.

I stammered, "W-w-what do you mean."

"I'll show you," she said as she led me towards the hotel.

I protested, "I can't cheat on Mary."

"What if she gave you permission?" she asked.

"She wouldn't," I countered.

"She already gave you permission to fuck a Shemale," she pointed out.

"Because that is an unlikely scenario," I replied, clearly overwhelmed with Mia's aggressive approach.

"And you gave her permission to lez out," she countered.

"Because that is hot," I said, imagining Mary eating cunt.

"And I'm not?" Mia pouted, even though she knew that wasn't what I meant.

"You're fucking gorgeous," I said bewildered. "That is the fucking problem. I can't believe Mary put me in this situation." "What situation?" she asked, as we reached the hotel.

"Resisting you," I said exasperated. "Did she know you were going to go on a full frontal attack?"

"And what if she did?" she asked, as she stopped me in front of the elevator and turned to look at me eye to eye.

"Pardon?" I questioned, Mia's question stopping me in my tracks.

"What if I told you this was all Mary's idea?" she asked, her eyes drawing me in, her lips pulling me in, her scent weakening my resistance.

"I'd call bullshit," I said, using every piece of strength I had to not just give in to this woman.

"I'll prove it," she said, pressing the elevator button.

"How?" I asked, curious and yet still not believing.

"It will be easier to show you," she said, her tone so ominous that I was dying to find out, as the elevator door opened.

She pulled me in and when another couple began to come onto the elevator Mia said firmly, "Take the next one."

The look on their faces was one of total shock, as I imagined mine was, but they backed out.

As soon as the door was closed, she ordered me, in a shocking firm and dominant voice, "On your knees, Robert." "What?" I asked.

"Now!" she demanded, putting her hands on my shoulders and pushing me to the floor.

I was in complete shock only to have my shock doubled as Mia hiked up her dress and said, "Here is your proof."noveldrama

I gasped as I stared at a big cock outlined in her pantyhose. I stammered, "Y-y-you're a-a-a Shemale?"

"Go ahead, Robert," she offered, "Make your cocksucking fantasy a reality."

"Mary knew this?" I asked, even though the answer seemed obvious. I stared at her big stiff cock encased perfectly in pantyhose... which made it even hotter.

"Not only did she know it, she knows of your obsession for Shemales. You really should delete your porn browser," she revealed. When I didn't speak, so overwhelmed by the shocking revelations, she added, "So Mary decided to make your fantasy a reality... twice," Mia revealed.

"T-t-twice," I stammered, the situation so surreal I couldn't come to grips with my reality.

"One of you being dominated by a Shemale and two of your wife submitting to a lesbian," she answered.

So many questions to ask in regards to just one sentence as I came to the realization that Mary had obviously planned this... which made it even hotter. I had the best wife ever.

She said, "Time to change the answer to that earlier elevator question. Pull my pantyhose down and retrieve your special surprise."

"Here?" I asked, still frozen in shock.

"No better time than the present," Mia said.

I stared at her big cock, still unable to move even though I could feel my mouth water. Her cock looked so beautiful and enticing encased in the dark pantyhose.

"Go ahead," she purred. "Become my cocksucker."

Somehow being called a cocksucker was the final straw needed to cross the invisible line that was between fantasy and reality. Reading stories on Literotica, the word cocksucker had always gotten me hard, although I couldn't explain it. Yet now, the name-calling directed at me, something I had fantasied about but never imagined actually happening to me (except for Mary's name calling last week), brought me full circle. I moved closer, my hands trembling, as I tugged down Mia's pantyhose to her knees, releasing her massive cock.