The DDS Couple

Tommy called April, who was driving home from her job.

"Hi baby," he greeted. "Are you heading home?"

"I'm going to stop and get a bottle of wine first but yes, I'm headed home," April said. He heard an audible sigh, and then she asked, "You're going to be late coming home, aren't you?"

"Not too late. I have to meet the boss for drinks after work, but I'm coming home right after that," he said. He knew April wasn't going to believe him.

"Okay. I probably will be asleep when you get home," she said.

"I promise I won't be too late but I'll see you when I get there," Tommy said.

"Okay, see you soon," April said. "I love you."

"I love you, too," Tommy said and ended the call.

Tommy and Scarlett met at the Red Phone Booth Lounge, an upscale spot not too far from the job. It was Happy Hour and the pair got a discreet table in the back. Tommy ordered a Johnnie Walker and Diet Coke and Scarlett a glass of white wine.

"I promised my wife that I won't be out long, so let's have it," he said, getting right down to business.

"Not playing hooky tonight, huh?" Scarlett jibbed at him.

Tommy's ears perked up. What the fuck was that supposed to mean, he thought. Was this chick following me? "How do you know what I do after work?" he asked.

Scarlett sipped her wine. "Women talk, baby. You have a rep," she said calmly.

Tommy shook his head. So much for discretion. He looked at her. "Do you talk?" he asked.

"Oh heavens no," she replied. "But I do hear things. I don't want to blow your spot up. I want you to keep doing what you do. That's why I sent you the group invite."

"Hmm," Tommy mused. "Tell me about this other thing you referred to."

"Our Facebook group is just a general thing. It's made up of several like-minded couples and a select few singles. My husband participates but I'm more active. He likes to watch me with other men. But that's neither here nor there. One of my girlfriends is the group moderator. She has a problem," Scarlett said.

"Do tell," Tommy replied, sipping on his cocktail.

"She's older, in her 50s, but she's very well put together. Wears her husband out and he's a stud. He likes to watch her in action, too. So she's looking for a DDS," Scarlett explained.

Tommy took on a one-eyebrow-raised Spock look. "DDS?" he questioned.

"A designated dick slinger. Someone who can cum over and blow out her back when her husband is not up for it," Scarlett explained.

Tommy laughed and shook his head. "Whoever came up with that one needs to put that shit on t-shirts to sell. They would be rich. I've never heard that term before," he said.

Scarlett smiled. "The term is interchangeable. It could also stand for designated dick sucker as well. Some women hate giving head and that's all their man wants," she said.

A light bulb lit up in Tommy's head. Hmm, he thought. April has the Mouth Of The South. She gets off on sucking dick, too. But can I watch her give her royal jaw to another man? It would only be fair for her to enjoy herself if I'm having fun. Yeah, I think I could do it. We both can get what we want.

Scarlett noted his change in demeanor. "What? Is there something wrong?: she asked worriedly.

Tommy smiled. "Nothing," he said. He downed the rest of his scotch and soda and stood up. "What you are proposing is very intriguing. But I'll have to run it past my wife first. After all, swinging is healthier when done as a couple. Right?"

Scarlett half-smiled but she nodded. "Very noble. Very well, I'll wait for your answer. Don't take too long, though. My girlfriend is hot and I'm sure there will be others who would love to take your place," she said.

"I understand. I'll let you know soon. I'll see you in the office tomorrow," Tommy said.

"Goodnight," Scarlett said, raising her glass to him. Tommy waved at her and left the bar.

When he got home, April was still downstairs in the kitchen. She was surprised to see Tommy when he came through the door.

"Hey," April said, the pleasant surprise evident on her face. Tommy came over and kissed her.

"Hey, Boo. You seem surprised to see me," he said.

"Honestly, I thought you'd be home later," she said.

"Nope, I met with the boss, and here I am, just like I said," Tommy said with a smile.

April frowned. "I didn't cook anything. I really thought you would be home later. I'm sorry," she said apologetically.

Tommy dismissed it with a wave of his hand. "It's all good, sweetie. We can DoorDash something," he said.

April gave him an odd look. He's up to something, she thought. He's being too accommodating. She marched over to the couch and sat down. "Okay, let's have it. What's going on?" she asked.

Tommy grinned. "Nothing gets past you, huh?" he asked.

April watched him nervously as he came over and sat down on the couch beside her. He noted her evening attire. All she wore was an old, ratty t-shirt and some yoga shorts. He licked his lips. Fuck DoorDash, she was dinner and dessert all in one. He put his hand on one of her thick, caramel thighs.

"Mmmm, you look so delicious. You make me lose my train of thought," he said lustfully.

April giggled. "What? I just had a quick workout and I was going to pull something out for dinner. I haven't even showered yet," she said.

Tommy got up and climbed between her legs, throwing them up on his shoulders. "You look and smell delectable," he breathed. "And I'm sure you taste delicious, too."

April's nipples stiffened under her t-shirt as he gathered over her. Tommy's mouth watered when he saw her nipples poking through the t-shirt. He pushed the shirt up and cupped her perfect titties in his hands. He growled as he leaned down and took one mocha nipple into his mouth.

April drew in her breath and arched her back. She loved it when he kissed and licked her body. His tongue was wicked and he wielded it like a weapon on her. He went from one nipple to the other and it drove her crazy. Her pussy was bubbling.

Tommy pulled at her yoga shorts and peeled them off her bottom. He grabbed her booty cheeks with both hands like a piece of juicy watermelon and lowered his mouth to her lovepie. He slurped in her juicy labia and savored her sweet essence in his mouth. He bathed her clit with his tongue and felt her body shudder in orgasm. She began to squirm, knowing his propensity for eating her pussy and making her almost pass out from cumming.

"Oh no..." she bemoaned. "That tongue is dangerous. You aren't making me tap out tonight."

Tommy sat up and she pulled away from him. He saw that freaky look in her eyes and smiled. He was hoping to see that look.

April pushed him back on the couch and slid between his legs. "You know I'm a fiend for it. Don't keep me waiting," she said. She then slid off the couch down to the carpet on her knees. She gave him a wanton look and said, "Take it."

Hell yes, he thought. I'm gonna train this ass. I'm going to make a cumbucket out of her yet.

He stood up and unzipped his slacks. He pushed them down along with his boxer shorts. He stood in front of her and his rock-hard manrod loomed over her face. April knew he didn't want her to use her hands and she crossed her arms behind her back. Her clit was tingling in anticipation of the taste of his chocolate dick. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

Tommy gently grabbed both sides of her head and aimed his dick for her tongue. He stuck it deep into her mouth and moaned as her lips encircled his girth. A bit more than half of his engorged member was in her throat and he pushed a little deeper. He began to stroke in and out of her mouth and April began her little high-pitched moans of pleasure.

He didn't fuck her throat hard; at least not right now. His strokes were deep but deliberate and methodical. April opened her mouth wider; his dick still glided over her tongue into the back of her throat. Her hands moved from behind her back to between her thighs. They began to play in her wet pussy.

Tommy drew in his breath as he held her head and pumped her mouth. Her mouth was so velvety, hot, and wet. She looked so beautiful wearing her nerdy glasses with his dick gliding in and out of her mouth. He watched her play in her pussy, guiding herself closer and closer to orgasm.

She loves this shit, he thought. It's not the dick that captivates her, it's the act. She gets off on sucking dick. He knew he could slut her out.

It was time to feed her and his loins were ready to release their fury. He gritted his teeth and sped up his strokes. April's eyes locked on his face and she knew he was about to bust, too. Her moans quickened and pitched higher in anticipation. Tommy growled and threw his head back, letting out a mighty roar. April slapped ferociously at her clit as her mouth filled with cum and she exploded in her hand as well. She squealed in delight and closed her eyes as she gulped down Tommy's seed. Her hands massaged her pulsing, wet pussy, all aglow in the aftermath of a good nut. Tommy let out a sigh of relief and withdrew from her mouth. He crashed down on the couch and looked at his wife, who remained on the floor with her eyes closed. She seemed to be basking in her post-orgasmic euphoria.

"Wow," he said, shaking his head. "You're a goddess."

April opened her eyes and smiled shyly. The smile quickly faded and she looked up at him. "But I'm still not enough for you, she said.

Tommy reached out for her hand. April looked at his hand and gave him hers. He took it and helped her off the floor and onto the couch beside him. He scooted closer to her and looked into her eyes.

"Look..." he began. "Can we both agree that we are both very sexual people?"

April thought about it for a moment, and then she looked at him, nodding her head slowly. "I must admit that when I have your dick in my mouth, I lose myself," she said.

"Is it only then that you are that way?" he asked.

April timidly looked away and shrugged. "I can't help it. I just get that way when I suck you off. Your dick tastes so good. I enjoy it so much," she explained.

"Were you that way before you met me?" Tommy asked.

That's an odd question, April thought. She blinked. "I like giving oral but I haven't dated a lot before I met you," she said. She gave him a suspicious look. "What are you saying? That I must've sucked a lot of dicks to love doing it so much?" she spat.

"No, my love," Tommy said with a gentle smile. He decided to cut to the chase. "How do you feel about swinging?" he asked.

April frowned. "I've thought about it. I figured you would look into it and ask me about it. I guess I was right," she said.

Tommy wasn't expecting that answer. "Was that all you were thinking of when you considered it?" he asked.

She looked at him with unblinking eyes and nodded. "I don't want anyone else but you," she said. She looked away. "I've been trying to teach myself to take more dick. I've bought toys... Bigger toys." She looked back at him sadly.

Tommy felt like an asshole again. He leaned over and pulled her into his arms. They lay back on the couch and he held her. He ran his hands through her short hair and massaged her scalp.

"Baby, I'm in no position to judge you. I know I've made you feel inadequate and any other woman would've dumped me by now. But I know myself and if I'm being honest, I'm going to go out and find what I need. That's all there is to it," he said softly. He heard a soft sigh come from her.

April sat up and looked at him. "Tommy, I don't think I could be with another man in front of you," she said.

Tommy returned her look and let out a sigh of his own. He thought for a minute and then nodded. "Okay then, you don't have to do it in front of me," he said.

She scowled. "Oh, so you don't want to know what I do?" she asked derisively.

Tommy shrugged. "I didn't tell you what I was doing. Turnabout is fair play," he said. "I'll give you a hall pass."

"A hall pass?" April exclaimed in shock.

"Yes. Go hang with a girlfriend. Hook up with someone. As long as you are safe, I don't want to know," Tommy said.

April's eyes were big. "You really want me to go out and get some strange dick?" she asked.

Tommy nodded. "Yes, exactly. I'm not going to bring this up again until you are ready to discuss the swinging thing," he said.

April was quiet. "You've given me a lot to think about," she said. She looked at him. "At least I know you aren't trying to leave me," she added.

"Baby, I love you. I don't ever want to leave you," he said.

"Well, this whole idea is hard for me to swallow, Tommy," she said.

"I know," Tommy said.

April got up and headed for the stairs. "I'm going to bed," she said over her shoulder.

"I'll be up in a minute. I need a drink," Tommy said. April didn't reply as she trudged up the stairs.

When Tommy did get upstairs to bed, April was asleep. He decided not to disturb her by cuddling up next to her. He turned on his side and went to sleep. In the morning, he awoke and noticed that April was still in bed. She was normally an early riser. She sometimes got up and did her yoga workout before starting her day. She worked from home and had her office set up in a corner of the living room.

He got up and got ready to go to work. When he was ready to walk out the door, he gently tapped on April's shoulder to wake her.

"Baby, it's 07:30. Are you going to work today?" Tommy asked. April muttered something that he didn't understand. He decided to let it be and left for work.

April stayed in bed for another 30 minutes, then she grabbed her cellphone. She sent a text to her supervisor saying she was taking a sick day. She turned over and lay on her back. She had too much on her mind and didn't want to work at all today. She was glad that Tommy didn't bother her too much this morning. He must've known that she needed some space.

She got up and went downstairs for her yoga workout. She rolled out her yoga mat and sat down to meditate. She tried her best to clear her mind and focus on nothing. It was harder than usual but she managed to do it. After meditation, she went through her poses and concentrated on her breathing. The workout refreshed her, and after a long shower, she felt a lot better. Her dilemma remained, however.

She went into the kitchen and scrambled some egg whites with Parmesan cheese, onions, and peppers, along with some fruit and coffee. She sat down and ate her breakfast and tried to decide what to do for her day of playing hooky.

She sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. There wasn't much on except local news broadcasts. She flipped through the channels until she got an episode of Wendy Williams. She decided to watch it for a bit. She wasn't a fan of Wendy; she wasn't a fan of any kind of gossip show. Especially Wendy because she couldn't take what she dished out. April believed in living and let live and staying out of people's business.

A commercial came on and then a trailer for the new Aretha Franklin movie Respect came on. Her eyes brightened.

Now there's an idea, she thought. I haven't been to a movie in a long time.

She looked up showtimes for the Respect movie and decided to see the 11 am show near their house.

At 10 am, April headed to the movie theater. It was a very nice late summer morning with the temperature in the 70s. April wore a tan sundress with tan wedge sandals. She looked beautiful and garnered much male attention as she was out and about.

She got to the AMC theater at Madison Yards and prepared to go inside. She loved going to the movies but with the resurgence of the pandemic, she hadn't been to a theater lately. She wasn't worried too much about COVID, though. She and Tommy were fully vaccinated. She still wore her mask as a precaution.

She went into the theater and looked around. She came up to the counter and the masked female attendant smiled at her with her eyes.

"Hi, can I get a ticket for one, Respect at 11, please?" April asked, handing the attendant her credit card.

"It's a great movie; I've seen it twice already. Jennifer Hudson is fantastic," the attendant said in a thick, sultry voice. She took the credit card and rang up the purchase.

April smiled and looked at the attendant. She was dark-skinned with a thick, athletic shape. She had dark, curly hair to her shoulders and she was tall at 5'9". Wow, what a bedroom voice, April thought.

The attendant typed in the terminal. "Okay, you may choose a seat," she said sweetly.

April smiled and chose her seat. She noted the attendant's name tag; it said, Andrea.

"Thank you, Andrea," she said appreciatively and Andrea gave her back her credit card and the receipt.

"Anytime," Andrea said. "Enjoy the movie."

It was only 1030 am. April found a seat to chill at before going into the auditorium. She looked around. There weren't many people around in the theater. She chalked this up to it being early on a weekday. She sat there and pondered getting some popcorn and something to drink but decided against it. She then decided to go to the bathroom before the movie started. She got up and headed for the women's bathroom.

April felt the urge to go as soon as she saw the entrance to the bathroom. She went right in and entered a stall. She cleaned the seat off with a wipe and sat down to relieve herself. She pulled her mask down under her chin and let out a relaxing sigh of relief. She finished her business and wiped herself off. She prepared to leave when suddenly her ears perked up. She didn't see anyone else in the bathroom when she came in and the other stalls were empty. She really didn't pay it any attention, though. Obviously, she was wrong because she heard a strange sound coming from one of the other stalls.

She listened intensely. The sound was familiar but she couldn't place it. Then her nose picked up a familiar scent. No... It couldn't be, she thought. But the scent was undeniable. And now she realized what the sound was as well. It was a sloshy, wet sound repeating in rhythm and pattern. Almost as if...

She had to confirm what she suspected. If it was what she thought it was, she was going to be very angry and the police were going to be called. She quietly slipped off her sandals and got up on the toilet seat. She stealthily stood up and peered over the top of the next stall, which was the handicapped stall. She was shocked at what she saw.

Sitting there on the toilet with her work pants down around her ankles was Andrea. She was masturbating and she seemed to be lost in her own rapture. But that wasn't the most shocking thing April saw. What shocked her the most was that Andrea wasn't playing in a hot, wet pussy. Andrea sat there stroking a thick, hard, chocolate dick. It wasn't as big as Tommy's but it was still thick and very nice; maybe about 9 inches long. It glistened in Andrea's hand as she applied more lube and began to stroke it again.

April was stunned at first, and then a strange thing happened. Her pussy got wet and her clit tingled. And her mouth began to water.

What is wrong with me, she thought. Why am I so turned on? That dick looks so scrumptious. I would've never suspected that Andrea was trans. She looks so beautiful there with her dick in her hand. Yummy.

April didn't even notice that Andrea had seen her staring and was now smiling at her. "Why are you sneaking peeks at me? You can cum in if you want," Andrea said softly.

Her voice broke April out of her reverie and she immediately dropped back down on the toilet seat out of sight. Her eyes were big as saucers as she listened for any sign that Andrea had seen her, even though she knew she had.

"It's okay. Come here," Andrea called out softly.

April was aghast but she felt compelled to go into Andrea's stall. She wondered if this was what Tommy meant about her suspected thirst for sucking dick. It was all she could think about now after seeing Andrea's gorgeous chocolate tool.