Email From a Stranger bring out my husband's Fantasy!

{Hey guys, check out the completed book on goodnovel.} One week later, “Honey! I’m home!” I almost jumped down the stairs to meet my husband. I was so excited that I rushed all the way from the upstairs study room with my reading glasses on, and gave my husband a big hug of greeting as soon as he closed the front door behind him. “Welcome home, David!” I smiled as I continued with my embrace, clearly very happy to see him. “Glad to be back.” David let out a light chuckle as he tried to hug me back, only that the paper bag full of groceries in his right arm was in the way. Halfway through our little moment, I could have sworn I suddenly heard a cracking sound above the sound of scraping recycled paper. “Whoa, honey! Watch the eggs!” “Whoops!” I immediately backed away slightly to give him some room, and noticed the dampness on the bottom of the paper bag. “Oh man! The eggs!” “Aw geez…” David looked into the bag and made a face when he saw the little plastic container oozing with egg whites and raw yolk. “There goes tomorrow’s homemade omelets.” “Aw, I’m so sorry, David.” I gave him the sad puppy dog look. “There’s always the pancakes…” I said. He only laughed slightly and leaned over to kiss me lightly on the lips. “Don’t worry about it. I like the pancakes better anyway.” With his words, my face lightened up, giggling softly as our lips met several more times in a steamy romantic fashion, with pursed lips and pleasurable moaning. It was another weekend in our life as husband and wife, the chores, house, and work done at our usual incredibly fast pace. Today, however, things may change for better or worse, for a certain joker friend of David’s had the nerve to send a prank email to him just in the wee hours of the morning. The innocent-looking email was a typical prank on a home computer with fast internet access; the enticing big red button in the center and redirection into a multitude of porn sites which instantly showed large preview images that would get David into trouble with me. Fortunately, he could close them before I came into the study, but something sparked in his mind the moment he saw those brief images, gifs, and video clips of gorgeous young ladies... well, let’s just say... in compromising positions. The aim of the email was for fun. Instead, it helped to give the victim a few subconscious ideas. David handed me the grocery bag and I gave him one last kiss before walking off into the kitchen to sort the things out. Meanwhile, he walked into the living room to set himself down onto the couch to enjoy the cool air conditioning of the room. It was a hot day out this late afternoon, and for once the weather forecast was right this time. All he wanted to do right now was take a load off from all the non-stop work he had been doing, but he simply could not bring himself to. He just wanted to get everything over and done with, as quickly and neatly as possible with few mistakes, but how long would it take him to settle everything? It had already been a week since he had been going on daily work trips with Asher, and he was getting a little frustrated over the workload, even though he was a trained professional. He let his head roll off to one side as he rested his back on the cushions, his body hanging loose. He let out a loud sigh and his mind wandered off into the distance to distract himself from thinking anymore about work. ***** David's Thought! Little did I expect the thoughts about this morning's email to suddenly pop into my head. As I was currently spacing out into the beyond, I let the naughty thoughts wander, remembering the sight of each image imprinted into my brain. The motion of slick flesh upon, within, and throughout another, the silent sounds of gratification, the exposition of wild, virtually endless lust. Briefly, I raised an eyebrow at myself for being able to remember them, and wondered why, as I let them continue to wander even further into idle daydreams. I imagined many things, with all my fantasies suddenly rolling up into a ball and displaying something of a sneak preview of a movie in my head. I could not see the characters’ faces, only their bodies on each other... a man with a number of luscious naked females working on his soaring c**k, swarming like bees to honey. I imagined myself looking through the eyes of that man, sitting on a chair in a lavishly furnished room and looking down at a busty long-haired beauty bobbing her head up and down over my crotch. All around him stood several other women who apparently were waiting for their turn. I could feel their hungry, lustful stares, the sound of the smacking of lips, slow, sensual breath, soft moans, and audible suggestions all around him. It seemed so real now that I had entered my dream world, and at least that moment I enjoyed every single moment of being king over my imaginary kingdom. Just as I took in my fantasy surroundings, his subject that was servicing him slowly pulled her head away, the soft suckling of her mouth ending in a loud pop as his entire six-inch length made its exit. She looked upwards at her sovereign as her head danced slightly from side to side, her mouth opening wide to allow him to see a large pool of white substance sloshing around on the bottom. I could imagine her rolling her tongue around to spread the thick liquid all over the inside of her mouth, the sperm sticking and sliding around onto the top and sides. She seemed to be enjoying the taste, savoring it with her tongue as she vibrated her throat to produce a loud groan of pleasure. After the little show, her tongue twirled and danced around to collect all the liquid before tipping her head back and closing her mouth. The apple in her throat rose and fell as she gulped, as if she was downing a liquor shot, her head tilting back down with lips slightly parted to show that everything was gone. Her consumption of the sheer volume of the nectar surprised and aroused me even more. It had always been part of a hidden fantasy of me to see such a display, even if it was not real. The pleasant fantasy ended with his subject’s last smile, however, as reality called back to me in the form of my cell phone ringtone. I grunted in annoyance as my dream was rudely disturbed; I got up to take out my cell from my pocket to look at the message I received. After pressing a few buttons, I was surprised to see that the same friend who sent me the email had sent me a picture message, and I could guess what it was before I even opened it. It was an animated picture from one of the websites he emailed me, showing a blonde porn star enjoying a doggy-style ride on some lucky man’s c**k. Below the lewd picture was a short message with only two words: “Get busy.” I slipped my cell phone back into my pocket, deciding not to think about it any further. Getting off the couch, I made my way into the kitchen to check on Poppy, as she seemed to be taking quite a while. Either that, or I had fallen asleep for a little too long, and she had already gone upstairs. Truth be told, I found her still there, quietly sorting out the groceries, and it seemed that she had not noticed me standing by the doorway. Somehow, I just wanted to sit back and look at her beautiful form from behind. Poppy had a curvaceous hourglass body with a nice, round, and firm ass and long, lithe legs and her boobs always made me feel heavenly each time I had my tongue over them. Right at that moment, she was clad in something casual. Thanks to the heat, she seemed to be forced to wear her favorite white spaghetti strap and denim hot pants, which made her look even sexier than in any other image I could dream of. The bare flesh on her back and legs was getting to me, and I began doing what I have always done since we got married: stare if I can't have her at that moment. With my mind so occupied in the last few days, I had put aside all sorts of distractions, but today I simply could not control myself. I simply could not get my eyes off her figure, somehow wishing I had the telekinetic power to strip everything off her there and then. Spread her legs and get my c**k in her p***y. I walked up to her to hug her from behind, placing my hands around her waist and my chin on her shoulder.