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The Trophy Husband

Tatyana was not alone. Her condo was on the top floor and her balcony faced toward a setting sun. The sky was a rich orange hue with an angry ribbon of red throbbing underneath as the hot summer heat rose through the air. The cityscape baked the sky as only this season knew how to do.

Today the weather had given a dry heat that could bake bones to brittle. She had their glass balcony door open and the ceiling fan running at full speed. It shook gently in the air above them as its blades carved the air. The AC was off and she loved the heat. It felt good to soak in the warmth even as she begged for relief from it. It reminded her of the summers she had a child.

She was slowly panting in the heat as she reclined into the couch cushions. As a hyena Tatyana was naturally well built with a kind of feminine grace that spoke to long hours spent in the gym honing and toning her form. She was not alone.

Her white blouse, damp from the heatwave, was unbuttoned to expose the black of her sports bra. She idly rubbed at a breast through the nylon while she drew in patient breaths. Her toes curled and grabbed at tufts of fabric from the carpet. Her hand that wasn't cupping her bust was rubbing its fingers through the hair of her partner. Indeed, she was not alone.

"It's getting late." she said. He ignored her and continued to rub his face against her scrotum. Her balls were being treated like precious pearls as he tended to their every need like a customer visiting a high dollar masseuse. His soft feline cheeks rubbed at each nut before he buried his nose between the two girthy orbs to inhale at her heady scent. She felt the suction at her fur and flexed her toes once more in response.

He licked at her sac while ignoring her words as if they'd never been uttered. She watched as he bobbed below her stiffening shaft as he tended to her nuts with the greatest of care. Her slacks were left pooled around her ankles along with her underwear. Her husband had stripped himself bare before kneeling in front of her. Tatyana was treated to the view of her partner laid bare before her as she laid bare her generous asset to his careful inspection.

"You going to let me go to sleep tonight?" Tatyana asked him patiently whilst she breathed in deeply. It was hard to do anything as simple as sleep with him around. She leaned over him and grabbed her cigarettes off the coffee table. Her shirt pocket still contained her lighter. His ears flicked once at the sound of her striking the lighter and lighting up a smoke. He didn't say anything in response. He only continued to lick and rub at her orbs.

His tongue found the underside of her shaft and he drug it slowly up until it reached her tip. The blunt head of her cock was more than enough to fill his mouth as he enveloped it with his lips. He was swallowing the first few inches by the time she was able to exhale a good cloud of smoke over him. He didn't flinch at the smell as the cloud drifted over him. His eyes were patiently shut as he nurses at her. She felt his tongue rubbing and sliding around her head and took another slow drag on her cigarette.

"I do have work in the morning." She said aloud. He wasn't listening to her, she knew. With a smoke between her fingers she took a second drag. Her other hand had wandered from her chest to reach for one of his darling ears. He purred over her dick as her fingers worked over his ear in a gentle fashion.

Tatyana came home late every day and her home was always clean. There wasn't much to say. Her coffee was ready for her every morning at 5 and when she got home twelve hours later she had food ready for her to eat. Her husband was the master of the house and all things within it, but she was the master of the husband. He took to working for her in the homestead in ways she had not ever expected. She devoted herself to him through her work, as she knew she would from the moment he asked her the question. The long hours and stress all boiled down to effort given and her husband responded by accepting the role of husband of the house. She had not expected that of him, but that is what he gave to her in exchange for her effort at her work, which compensated her well with pay and benefits.

He gagged once as he pushed himself down on her cock. It was only once. He rolled his tongue across the bottom of her shaft and eased himself into a rhythm of nursing on multiple inches of his wife's fine prick. It was not an easy task to do. Tatyana was had no need to compensate. She drove a Prius despite her pay grade justifying better.

"You couldn't wait until tomorrow?" She asked him again. Not that she would get a reply. He was servicing her for his own reasons. He'd taken so strongly to taking care of her with the same conviction that she took care of him by earning their daily bread. He kept for her a spotless home, a plate of hot food, and a marriage rich with a fidelity even Christ could envy. She felt her dick twitch and release a splash of precum over his velvet tongue. A groan escaped from her lips as he swallowed around her shaft and drank down the small volume of pre she'd given him. Small for her, mind you. A great deal for him. He was a handsome man, but he was not her equal in his endowment. A cuban cigar to his Virginia Slim. She made his jaws stretch and ache to accept her, but she'd have no trouble in returning the favor to him without even the illusion of struggle. He never showed an ounce of shame to her with his average size. Tatyana had learned quickly that he was too interested in her package to worry about his own.

He grunted and swallowed as he forced himself to take the rest of her length. Her hand left his ear and rubbed the side of his face before wiping away some of the water pooling at the edges of his eyes as he strained to take her full impressive length. His nose bumped into the firm wall of her stomach. She relaxed herself into the cushions as he drank down another splash of potent pre before pulling himself back to her blunt tip. He was breathing heavy and deep to reclaim his breath.

"Love you, hubby." Her prick was fat and sloppy with his spit. She was starting to ache for a good rutting. She still had work early in the AM, however. That's why she had wanted him to wait until Friday evening. She could have him all night then. She kept her weekends free for them to share time together unhindered.

He smiled up at her from around her cock and shut his eyes again before deep throating himself on her shaft once more. His head rocked back and forth as he took down her every inch in her throat. She shot another wad of pre and her balls were wanting to draw up under her shaft. She tried to stay relaxed as he used his mouth on her like her would have his ass. It wasn't just a bob of his head, no. He kept a perfect suction as he slid across his flesh with his teeth skillfully teasing at her without leaving an speck of pain. He was drawing from her the seed he clearly wished to have for dessert. It was amazing how good he'd gotten at giving head for someone who'd never done it before having met her.

"I'm not going to hold it back, hub." she whispered from around her cigarette. She leaned her head back until it rested on the couch. She shut her eyes and focused only on the pleasure coming from her husband's eager maw as he devoured her member. His pace had only hastened. He was wanting her to pop. So eager a lover he was that she could not think of a reason not to oblige him.

She let out a shaky exhale of smoke as her nuts were taut under her husband's chin. She listened to her heart thump at her ribs with haste as her husband drew her closer and closer to a release she'd been neglecting for days. He never lost his tempo as he abused his throat with her prick. Her eyelids cracked open and she stared at the ceiling. The fan whirled quickly overhead in a hypnotic fashion. She felt it, then. She snapped her fingers sharply down at him and took her cigarette between her fingers to give a hard drag.

With her short notice warning she drained her nuts into her husband's waiting mouth. She felt him crush his nose again into the muscle of her stomach to accept her length to the hilt. He was constantly swallowing around her cock as her pole violently jerked in his throat. Her drag finished when the burn reached the filter. She exhaled hard and tapped the ash into the ashtray sitting over on the arm of the couch. It was a impressive cloud of smoke. No doubt as impressive as the heavy load filling her husband's stomach. Whenever she came, she came. Her heart was thumping like crazy while she maintained her gaze on the gyrating spin of the ceiling fan.

"God damn, you've got a heavenly mouth." she panted. She felt drained and empty. He slowly pulled off her cock and she could hear him panting hard and heavy as he tried to catch his breath. He'd been choking himself on a held breath to catch her every drop. He was such a wonderful cocksucker. She ditched her cigarette butt in the tray while he patiently licked her dick clean of stray spunk and spit.

"Love you, too, hun." He finally spoke up to her. She looked down at him and saw him licking his lips. She cocked a smile. Who said a husband couldn't make for a excellent housewife?