It's amazing how a man's own name can conspire to set the course for his life. From an early age Nathan Turney was always asked what he wanted to be when he grew up. He never really knew. Of course there were always the usual things: policeman, fireman, doctor, lawyer, but he only spoke of these things because all the other kids else did.
It was in high school that Nathan discovered a love of woodworking. There was just something that felt right about being covered in sawdust, and before long if you needed to find him the first place you would look would be the wood shop.
But it was when one of his shop instructors jokingly said that he should specialize in lathe work because of his last name that he truly did find his niche. He could put almost any chunk of wood on a lathe, and without a pattern or even an idea of what he might make, he could tease out a masterpiece.
It was during college that he met Mandy, a cute little redhead with enormous eyes that swallowed him whole. She was a business major and they met as part of a student-led exhibition designed to let potential businessmen and women get real-world experience in marketing other students' products and ideas.
Mandy was impressed by Nathan's wood turning skills, but she knew that to really excel at the exhibition she would need more practical pieces than the artistic ones Nathan had been concentrating on. Art is great, but practicality sells! She agreed to represent his work at the exhibition but suggested that for the occasion he create a series of unique salt shakers with matching pepper mills.
The exhibition was an enormous success for both Nathan and Mandy, and before long they were dating. They were a natural pair, with his burgeoning artistic abilities, and her flair for knowing how to sell and market his work.
They married soon after college and through Mandy's research and connections they decided to open, of all things, a toy manufacturing operation. Nathan created wonderfully inventive wooden toys and Mandy had an innate talent for marketing them.
Several years went by and Turney Toys had become a significant player in the toy market. They built a small factory with about fifty employees reproducing Nathan's designs and distributing them all across North America and Europe. Business was good.
Unfortunately, what's good for business is not always good for the love life. It wasn't that Nathan and Mandy weren't in love, they were more so now than ever. Their three children were fortunate in this modern world to have parents who not only were still married, but loved each other very much.
The toy business can be a crazy thing. Deals for Christmas toys are brokered over a year in advance. Scheduling production for the various lines of toys was always like some complex chess match so although the business was one borne of fun, at times it could be anything but.
*****
It was February and Nathan was busy installing new mass-production CNC machines that would increase production and allow more pieces to be produced in less time. Mandy was attending a big trade show in New York, closing deals with large department stores, chain stores and mom-and-pop toy stores alike.
"Honey, it's a zoo here!" sighed Mandy into the phone. "But I closed the MacDougal's department store deal so we can start stepping up production on the Rocky-Rolly line for summer."
"That's fantastic, sweetie! Great job!" replied Nathan.
He was always proud of his wife's ability to sell. To land a deal with MacDougal's department stores was nothing short of miraculous. Dorothy MacDougal had a reputation for being an extraordinarily tough nut to crack, so for Mandy to have landed the deal gave Turney Toys a great deal of credibility with other major retailers as well.
"How are things at home?" asked Mandy.
"Well, it snowed here really hard last night, so Jason didn't get the parking lot cleared until nine thirty, and half the factory was late getting to work today. We'll catch up though."
He paused briefly. "Will I get to, um, 'talk to you' tonight?"
Even through the phone Mandy could hear that Nathan had put quotes around the phrase. It was hard enough to make time to be together when she was home, but when she was traveling it was nearly impossible. Whenever they could they tried to set up designated times where she could call after Nathan had gotten the kids to bed and they could at least have phone sex.
"Ohhhhh. Ummm. I'm afraid not. I have to have dinner with the MacDougal people to ink the deal. And then they want to give me a tour of their flagship store's toy department so we can discuss other marketing opportunities."
Nathan grumbled slightly. "It just seems like we can't get a break can we? I really, really miss you, and your hot body. I miss having my hands wrapped around you and pulling you close to-"
"Nathan, stop it!" Mandy whispered in an urgent tone. "I'm still with customers here at the show and the last thing I need is to have a heap of sexual frustration following me around for the rest of the day!"
"Sorry, honey," lamented Nathan. "I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow then. Tell Dorothy MacDougal I say 'hi'. I love you, you know!"
"Love you too," chirped Mandy as she blew a kiss into the phone.
What a life, she thought. We built the business we always wanted and it's doing quite well. But we seem to be losing 'us' along the way. This is going to have to change.
Nathan sat back in his office chair. This is ridiculous! We're doing more business than ever before, the factory is producing well, but I feel like I'm losing the 'living' part of life as we go. Something has to change,
His thoughts settled on Mandy. Specifically, he thought of her naked. He groaned quietly to himself before getting up to shut the office door. Turney Toys always had an 'open door' philosophy so that employees knew they could see and talk with anyone whenever they needed. But if someone's door was closed you simply knew not to knock unless absolutely necessary.
Nathan pressed the intercom button on his phone "Tina, would you please hold all my calls for awhile? I need to do some brainstorming here."
"Sure thing, Nathan," Tina's voice crackled back."How long do you need?"
"Better give me the rest of the morning. Just buzz me at noon, please."
Nathan closed his eyes and turned on some music. He just needed to clear his mind. Unfortunately the only thing he could think of was Mandy standing naked before him. Her fiery red hair had been a turn on for him since college, and had never diminished in its appeal. And whenever he looked at her curvy figure it would just drive him wild. She was blessed with a very narrow waist that gave a vaguely "corseted" look to her body, and Nathan ached to touch her at that moment.
Seeking momentary relief he swiveled his chair away from the office door, just in case someone were to barge in. He unfastened his trousers and unzipped his fly, allowing his throbbing cock to spring out. He imagined Mandy kneeling before him and running her hands up and down his thighs.
The thought forced him to grip himself tightly and stroke up and down a couple of times. His eyes fell to look upon his state of arousal. He paused his stroking and was struck by a sudden thought.
As much as he was ready to bring himself to release, he knew he'd better act quickly on this new idea in order to get it done in time.
He rushed through the factory, making his way through the resaw room, the turning area, the painting department, the packaging and warehousing departments. Employees in every department were quick to offer 'hellos' and high-fives, and a couple stopped him to ask some production questions.
At last he arrived at his private workshop. This is where he came up with all his ideas for new toys, all crafted from wood. It was here that he had come up with the Rocky-Rollys pull toys that featured figures of colorful, cartoony rock-and-roll musicians who would flail and gyrate on their little wooden wheeled stages. The Rocky-Rollys were enormously popular.
Today, however, Nathan had a different inspiration for a toy. He set about choosing just the right kind of wood and set it into the chuck of his favorite lathe. Soon the wood was turning and the shavings were flying about, coating Nathan's strong forearms. He shook off the bits and continued his work, shaping and sanding.
Before too long he was giving the new toy a glass-like final finish, enhancing the wood's natural beauty. Most, but not all, of Turney's Toys were finished in brightly colored paints, but this one cried out to be left alone to show off its natural hickory grain.
Nathan slipped the new creation into a box, sealed it up with tape and rushed it to the shipping department.
"Hey, Ken!" hollered Nathan above the factory's din. "Do you still have Mrs. Turney's New York address for the trade show?"
"Sure do, boss. You need something sent?"
"Yeah, I need to try to get this to her hotel tomorrow. Can you send this to her, overnight priority?" Nathan found himself a bit more out of breath than he should have. He smiled to himself hoping his plan would work.
*****
Early the following morning Mandy was sitting in the exhibit hall's lounge, poring over the show directory to make sure there wasn't an important dealer she had missed. Her phone buzzed announcing a text message. It was from Nathan.
Good morning, honey! I've sent a package to your hotel with a new toy in it. DON'T TAKE IT TO THE SHOW. I want to talk it over with you so don't show it to ANYONE! Call me when you can.
Was he kidding? She couldn't believe that Nathan wanted to introduce a new product at this late date. It would be exceedingly difficult to bring out something new now, without marketing materials, pricing information, etcetera.
She tried to call Nathan several times throughout the day but he never answered. She called the company line, but either Nathan wasn't in his office or didn't hear his pages. Perhaps he was outside, clearing snow from the parking lot or doing other maintenance, as he often did.
Nathan felt bad every time his phone rang and he saw his wife's number on the display. He wasn't ignoring her, oh, heavens no! But he was building a sense of curiosity, which was exactly what he wanted to do. He sent her another text imploring her to not make any evening plans with clients, but to go straight to the hotel and collect the package. He would call her at six o'clock her time and explain to her then.
She did as she was asked, and at precisely six o'clock she sat on the bed with the box perched on her knees. Suddenly her phone rang startling her with Nathan's familiar ringtone, Toyland.
"There you are!" she practically hollered into her phone. "I can't wait. What is this all about?"
Nathan chuckled at her agitation. He could just imagine her twitching nervously, which was exactly what he'd wanted.
"OK," he exclaimed. "It's just that right after we talked yesterday I came up with an idea for a new toy and I couldn't wait. I had to get it to you right away."
"But how can we possibly-"
"This is NOT for the customers to see. I'll need you to do some ... field testing to see if it's even a good idea. Now open the box and let me know when you have."
Mandy's small hands worked to slit the tape from the box and open it up. She waded through the packing foam and bubble wrap before she came to the toy which fell into her lap with a plop.
"Nathan-!" she squealed. "What have you made?"
He just remained silent, waiting for Mandy to process the new toy. She held it up before her in wonder and chuckled slightly.
"Do you like it?" asked Nathan in a lowered voice.
"Where are the kids?" asked Mandy with an renewed sense of urgency. Nathan just laughed out loud.
"Don't worry about the kids, honey. They're at your sister's house for the night. I knew I couldn't afford any distractions while we go over this new toy's features."
The toy was clearly not intended for a children's market. It was about 7 inches long and cylindrical in shape. It tapered slightly from one end to the other flaring out again about an inch from the tip which was rounded.
Mandy hesitated slightly. "Is it ... usable?" she asked sounding slightly embarrassed.
"Most definitely, my dear," whispered Nathan. "Now, I want you to do exactly as I say. The toy will need to warm up a bit. So put it in a glass and fill it with water. Heat it up in the microwave. While it's heating see if you can find something to use as lube."
"I think I might have some in my purse!" Mandy practically shouted.
As she followed his instructions Nathan could almost see what he was hearing; the plastic wrap being removed from a glass, the toy clinking into it, the water running and the beeps of the microwave as it was being set for 'beverage'.
He resumed his instructions."Now take a minute to take off all of your clothes, but try to hurry 'cause I'm getting impatient!"
For the next little while all Nathan could hear was slight ruffling as Mandy complied with his request. He could hear her lift the phone from the bed and his breath caught slightly as he could hear how aroused she had become.
"OK, I'm naked. Now what?" she purred.
Nathan's voice was becoming more commanding by the moment as his own tension built along with Mandy's. "Take the toy, and lie back on the bed.
"Now spread those luscious legs that I love so much, but don't touch yet. I want you to take the toy and get a good sense of how it feels. Start by tracing a circle with the tip around your left nipple."
Nathan knew that Mandy's left nipple was the more sensitive of the two. He was torturing her deliberately, but her soft, nearly inaudible sighs let him know he was on the right track.
"That's it, baby. Press it firmly against that creamy skin of yours," Nathan directed. "Now I want you to put it right between your tits. Got it? Now wrap them around it and just rub lightly up and down. You know. Just like you do when my cock is nestled in there. Mmmmmmmmm, yeah."
Nathan's own breathing was growing deeper, but he could hear through the phone that Mandy's arousal was also increasing, even though she had not said a word. He resisted his own urges long enough to listen as intently as he could to hear her reactions to having this new toy against her body. When he sensed she was getting the hang of it he resumed his instructions.
"Grab it by the base, " he said insistently, "and very, very slowly glide it down your tummy until the head is near your clit. Don't rush, because I can hear you and I'll know if you cheat."
Mandy's whimper told Nathan that his new creation was having exactly the effect he had intended. He smiled as he imagined the natural wood finish approaching his wife's delectable pussy. He knew it had arrived at the prescribed destination when he heard a very soft, "ooooooh, yeah."
"Now tilt it up so just the tip is touching you, and tease out that beautiful little clit I love so much."
For the next full minute or more Nathan just listened intensely while Mandy lost herself to this directive. Each little moan and pant and sigh increased the firmness of his cock until he felt the need to release it into his waiting hand. He squeezed it tightly.
You doing OK, baby?" Nathan asked, trying to gauge her readiness to continue.
"Mmmm-hmmmm" she managed to sigh, rough and ragged.
"Good. Now take it off your clit-"
"Nooo!" she cried.
"Come on, baby. You have to do as I say. Take it off and put some lube on it. Be quick!"
Like he needed to tell her to be quick!
It's amazing the nuances one can hear in the sounds through a phone. Nathan could hear not just the snapping open of the lube bottle, but frantic snapping. He could hear the blurping sound of fluid being dispensed and he could even hear it being slathered onto Mandy's new favorite plaything. Nathan did not wait for confirmation from her because he could tell she was ready.
"Now," he said, "I want you to place the head right at the entrance to your pussy. Put it in just Like I do with my cock."
Though slight, Nathan could hear the wetness of her flesh yielding to the tip being inserted.
"Good, honey, good. How you doing?"
Again all she could eke out was a feeble "Mmmmm-hmmmm".
Nathan smiled as he continued his bidding.
"OK. Yes. Mmmmmm," Nathan said, desperately trying to maintain his own focus as his hand prepared to match his next instruction.
"Now, push it all the way in, nice and slow, like I love to do," he said in a low and firm voice, his fingers gliding down his rigid cock as he did so.
They both moaned simultaneously at the sensations of being so together while being a thousand miles apart.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, baby" purred Mandy, clearly lost in the moment. "Take me. Fuck me"
For the next several minutes no words were exchanged, but plenty of moaning, sighing, and murmuring urged one another on. Nathan could tell that Mandy was getting close.
That's it, baby!" he coaxed. "Come for me! Come with me! Ooooh, yeah!"
He heard the unmistakable sounds of his wife's climax, and in his mind's eye he could see every writhe, buck and spasm as she cooed, squealed, and sighed. It sent him over his own precipice and his own cum erupted a few seconds later.
For the next couple of minutes the only sounds were those of labored breathing slowly returning to a normal cadence. Nathan had kept his phone clasped tightly to his ear the entire time, but he could tell that Mandy had let hers drop some time ago. He heard her phone rustle across the sheets as she drew it to her ear.
"Oh, sweetie," she said, "that was incredible. Thank you so much! I think this is the best toy you've ever created."
"Anything for my Mandy!" beamed Nathan. "I love you so much and I miss you terribly! I'm glad you'll be home in a few days.
"Me too!" replied Mandy. She sighed heavily. "Now I know why you didn't want me to show this to the clients! Especially Mrs. MacDougal! Can you imagine what she would have thought?"
Nathan laughed heartily. "Oh, man! That would have lost us the account for sure!"
They chatted for awhile, simply reconnecting over the many things that tend to get pushed aside, whether together or apart. They reflected on how blessed they were to have one another, and how they managed to keep their relationship solid, despite the many challenges that face every couple. Eventually they "kissed" good-night and went to their respective beds, happy and content.
After Mandy returned home from the trade show she and Nathan enjoyed a fresh vitality to their lives, not the least of which occurred in the bedroom, with and without the new toy.
*****
During Mandy's trip she had made many sales to customers new and old alike. The MacDougal's Department Store contract was the most lucrative by far and it became clear that they would even have to hire additional workers to meet the higher demands.
During the following two months Nathan managed to find and hire four new skilled workers to augment the production workforce. Mandy was finally able to justify hiring a marketing assistant to aid her in the efforts to keep Turney Toys at the forefront of the highly competitive market.
As might be expected, the business' growth spurt required a lot of attention to bring everyone up to speed, and it kind of caught Mandy off-guard when she realized that already she would have to travel to another trade show, this time in Germany.
She was about three weeks away from her departure date when she and Nathan had their usual pre-show meeting to go over preparations and objectives.
"I'm thinking that this year we might want to emphasize more of our classic toys for the European market," said Mandy. "Lately there's been a return to fundamental styles and designs, so I think we can take advantage of that without really having to introduce anything new. Maybe we can create some 'classic sets' by combining existing products."
"Excellent idea, honey. We could package the fire truck, police car and ambulance into a set, things like that," said Nathan. "And the baby rattles, stackers and mobiles would be good too."
"Great," said Mandy. "Let's meet again tomorrow after some brainstorming and we can finalize our choices.
"Sounds good. I've already started packing the displays and show supplies so you should have everything you need." Nathan scanned his clipboard for anything else that might be required.
"Oh, um, just one more thing that you might not have thought to pack." Mandy's blush was enough to send a grin across Nathan's face. Mandy continued. "You remember that ... special toy you made for the last show? Could you make sure it's packed too?"
"Of course, my darling!" smiled Nathan. "I will be sure that you have the special toy, just for you."
Over the next several days the preparations continued. Nathan held the special toy he had made for Mandy and he considered it carefully.
For a rudimentary toy it was alright. The shape was simple, but he supposed generally effective. The size was approximately the size of his penis, but perhaps a touch narrow. And while not entirely clumsy, there wasn't much of a base to grip. The finish was perfect though and he was glad that his company used only government-approved food-grade finishes on all their toys for maximum safety.
But he thought he could do better on the design and this time he had several days to prepare. So he made the decision to rework his wife's special toy; if it wasn't successful he could always send the original one.
Nathan planned to make as authentic a recreation of his own erect cock as he could. It was a tantalizing notion, and he knew it would challenge his skills as a woodworker.
First he locked himself in his office and ordered Tina that he was not to be disturbed.
He switched on his smartphone and punched his security code that granted access to a secret cache of photos. There were many times when he perused these precious images of his gloriously naked wife. Mandy had always remained sexually playful, and she enjoyed posing for photographs that she knew only her husband would ever see.
Before long Nathan had grown hard and he set about one of the most curious exercises he had ever undertaken.
Using a cloth tape measure and a pair of digital calipers, he set about taking very detailed measurements of his erection. The precise length of the head, the circumference of the crown, as well as the base of the shaft and several key points down his length. He sketched and jotted down every figure with copious notes in the margins. Fortunately it was turning him on to take his own measurements with the knowledge of what he would be making for Mandy.
When he was finished he set about doing some "real" work around the factory until the day was done. He buzzed Mandy on the intercom.
"Hey, hon?"
"Yeah, babe." replied Mandy. "Are you ready to head for home?"
"I thought I would be, but I've got a few things I need to finish tonight." said Nathan. "You go on ahead and I'll just drive the company truck home when I'm done. I shouldn't be too long."
Mandy sighed. "OK. Will we still be able to have dinner as a family tonight?"
Nathan thought for a moment. "If we can go for about six forty-five I think we can."
"It's a date, lover. See you at home. We're having spaghetti."
In the quiet of the now-closed factory Nathan made his way to the small studio that they had for taking product photos. He took many of these photos himself, so he knew his way around the sophisticated equipment. Once again he was growing aroused at the task before him.
He flicked on the studio lights, their distinctive whine indicating the charging of the flash units. He arranged the lights' positions and set up a stool for himself to sit upon.
He grabbed a toy firetruck and set it on the stool and zoomed in on it to set the focus and exposure. Then he was ready.
He partially disrobed and took his position on the stool. Using the camera's remote, he began taking photos, both with and without a ruler against his erection for reference.
He took numerous shots to capture every angle of his plump cock for a complete reference. He removed the camera from the tripod so he could hold it aloft to get a good top view.
While he was at it, he decided to take some full length shots to secretly stash on Mandy's phone. He took more photos, taking of more clothes with each pop of the flash, until he was completely naked. No reason I should be the only one to have all the fun of ogling my spouse! he thought.
After he checked the images on the computer to make sure he had gotten what he needed, he cropped and edited the photos before printing them out at full scale.
Taking great care to erase the original files from the camera's memory card, he then took the printouts to his private workshop and secured them in the locked drawer of the work bench, along with the notations he had made earlier in the day. He made it home at six thirty-five, in time for dinner.
Over the next several days Nathan stole whatever time he could in his shop. It excited him to have this secret project for his wife and he hoped it would ease the difficulties of her travels.
He selected a block of white maple for its even coloring and tight grain. He sketched the basic design onto it, knowing that only the first phase could be turned on his faithful lathe. Most of the work would have to be carved by hand with chisels and formed by sanding.
Referring frequently to his many design notes he was pleased that he could work reasonably swiftly to create the size and shape to exacting detail.
Working with wood requires focused concentration, and Nathan had certainly spent a lot more time examining his own anatomy than he ever had before. As he carved each contour, each vein he did so with care and attention that he felt certain his beloved would appreciate.
On this 'new and improved' model Nathan crafted a handle to match. It was detachable and met the base of the dildo at an ergonomic angle that he knew from years of design experience would allow Mandy to manipulate it with minimum fatigue and maximum leverage.
Almost a week after he started the project it was ready for finishing. Nathan chose a cherry-colored stain and gave it no fewer than seven coats of finish, sanding with progressively finer sandpaper and then using steel wool for a glass-like final coat.
When it was fully dried and cured, he carefully packed it in a fitted velvet-lined box he had built and fitted with a small combination lock.
*****
The German weather was predictably awful. Mandy had come to expect it, as this particular show was always scheduled during the rainy 'monsunzeit' season. Sometimes there would be a sunny day, but Mandy was already resigned to soaking rains and biting winds.
By this time she had forgotten about her special request to Nathan. She arrived at the show hall and began setting up the exhibit. In every case or carton she found a new love note from Nathan. She smiled bigger with each one. Her husband sure knew how to make her work less of a drudgery!
As she neared the last of the boxes, which Nathan had purposely placed at the bottom of the shipment, she came across the beautifully finished box with the combination lock. At first she was puzzled by it, trying to remember what it might be. A new box for signed contracts? A box to keep petty cash in? She turned it about in her small hands and found a sticky note on the bottom.
"Caught you peeking!" read the note. "Take me to the hotel and call home to get the combination."
Mandy's face flushed at the sudden realization that not only had her husband remembered to pack her "special toy", he had made a new box for it, even if it did seem a bit too big for it. She was sure she knew why he hadn't given her the combination before she left, since he would surely want to be 'with' her again while using it.
For the rest of the afternoon she tried to maintain her focus, setting up displays and meeting with the translators and hosts that were hired for the show, filling them in on the necessary product information. One thing was certain; her mood had improved significantly as the day had progressed.
At long last they finished and Mandy collected her purse and special box and returned to the hotel as quickly as she could.
Oh, please let them have good wi-fi at this hotel! she silently prayed as she set up her tablet. Yes! The connection was strong as she logged on with her encrypting software.
After their phone session in New York it occurred to Nathan that he should buy Mandy a tablet that would be small enough for travel, but large enough for them to be able to have a video connection, not just audio.
Mandy dialed the videophone app. She glanced at her watch. Eight thirty here, so it's ... one thirty at home. It seemed like it took forever for the screen to light up with Nathan's smiling face.
"Hello, my sweetheart! How was your flight? Did the set up go well?" grinned Nathan. Even through the little electronic device she could see the mischievous gleam in his eyes. She could also see that he was still home and in their bedroom.
"I don't want to talk about the trade show right now!" Mandy hollered. "I want into this thing NOW! What's the combination?"
She shook the box vigorously in front of the camera.
"Not so fast, sweetie, not so fast! I just need to tell you something about it before you open it."
Mandy pouted dramatically, and Nathan laughed out loud.
"Now, I'll give the combination in just a minute," said Nathan perhaps a little bit too deliberately. He took a deep breath and continued. "This is a different toy for you. A new toy, but I hope you'll find it familiar. The combination is 0617-"
"Our anniversary!" she interrupted. "Oh, I should have been able to guess that one!"
Mandy's fingers scrambled with the tumblers so eagerly that she couldn't get the numbers right and Nathan enjoyed another laugh at her expense. At last she dialed in the combination and lifted the lid on the ornate box. Her jaw dropped.
"Do you like it?" asked Nathan. You probably notice that it is in two parts, so you'll need to screw the handle into the, um, main unit."
Mandy's actions were still obscured from Nathan's view by the box lid, but he could tell that she was assembling it furiously. After a moment she set the box aside revealing her trophy. Nathan grew hard at the sight of his wife holding a replica of his cock.
"Oh, honey! ... It's ... it's you!"
Mandy wrapped her hand knowingly around it's girth and closed her eyes instinctively to savor the feeling of it.
They managed to make an attempt at some chit-chat as Mandy prepped the new toy as she had been taught on her previous trip. Before long she was lying naked on the hotel bed's crisp sheets.
She had propped the tablet up in such a way that, though a bit far away, she could still see Nathan who was by then also naked on their bed.
"This time, I'm driving", said Mandy in a most seductive tone that could have made Nathan come right then and there. He merely groaned his assent.
"Now, you have to touch yourself only in the way that I touch this," smoldered Mandy, drawing the tips of her finger and thumb down and up the length of her new favorite toy. She waited for Nathan's response but he only sat there staring.
"Honey, you have to match my actions, right?" she purred.
"Oh. Right." Nathan tried to shake himself back to consciousness. He mimicked her tender stroke .
"That's it, baby. Now try to keep up, OK?" Mandy's voice was quite low, but Nathan was honed in on it.
"OK."
With a slight giggle Mandy sat forward and brought the wooden replica of her husband's cock before her face. Her eyes were glued to Nathan's image on the small screen. She grinned and placed the head of the toy across her tongue. Nathan simulated the action by drawing the pad of his thumb under the head of his rigid cock.
His head fell back at the thought of what his own touch represented. His moan confirmed to Mandy that she was clearly in control.
"Mmmmmmmm", she sighed. "Oh this is sooooo good!" And with that she placed the entire head of the toy inside her mouth and began gliding it up and down her tongue.
Nathan's eyes were absolutely riveted to Mandy's image on the screen, matching her every move. Likewise she was watching his hands to make sure that he was mirroring her actions as precisely as possible.
The feeling of the toy in her mouth was at once familiar and foreign. Familiar in that Nathan had done an extraordinary job of reproducing his cock in its rigid state. The shape and contour were dead-on accurate, even down to the veining. Foreign in that it was just too rigid to be real. But it was heavenly none the less.
She withdrew it from her mouth and gave it a long, languid lick from base to tip, which Nathan automatically followed with his fingertip. The precum shining from the tip of his cock in the minimal light in the bedroom made Mandy instinctively lick the tip of her toy again, wishing that she could taste it.
Nathan's breath caught in his throat, while his fingertip slathered the shiny fluid across the head.
"I can't wait anymore" Nathan whispered. I need to be inside you now!"
Mandy pondered for a moment, then agreed to his request. She quickly lubed up the toy with the tube Nathan had so very thoughtfully included in the case. Then she laid back onto the bed and let her legs fall open, giving Nathan the most beautiful view of his wife's neatly trimmed pussy.
"How's this?" she asked breathlessly. "Can you see OK?"
Nathan leaned forward, wishing for all the world he could crawl through the tiny LCD screen before him.
"Yeah. I can see perfectly," he huffed.
Mandy drew the wooden toy along her inner thigh until the bulbous tip rested against her labia. Nathan could hear her sigh through the tiny speaker and he moaned his approval.
Slowly Mandy worked the length of the wooden toy deep inside her pussy until just the handle was protruding. Nathan noted with great satisfaction that the handle was indeed connected at a perfect angle as Mandy's hand gripped it firmly and began stroking the wooden cock in and out of her gorgeous body.
By this time Nathan had abandoned the grip he had held on himself, instead relishing every second of watching his wife pleasuring herself with the replica of his own cock.
For several long minutes he watched rapturously as Mandy stroked the toy in and out, pausing to tease her own clit from time to time. Then suddenly she shoved the entire length in and released the dildo to slide her hands up to her tits and squeeze her nipples.
Her hips began to buck and she cried out in release. Nathan stroked his cock furiously in response and soon his own orgasm erupted and Mandy could hear his cries of pleasure matching her own.
When their breathing returned to normal and they finally collected their wits they spent another ninety minutes together, marveling at how technology had lessened the strain of being apart.
"Well," Nathan sighed at last, "I suppose I should let you get some sleep so you'll be ready for tomorrow. But I hope we'll be able to enjoy a few more sessions like this while you're there?"
"Ab-so-lutely," drawled Mandy. "I'll email you my schedule so we can make plans."
"OK, sweetheart. Goodnight. I love you!"
"Love you too! Goodnight!" Mandy sang, as she clicked the tablet's button to close the connection. Soon she was sleeping deeply and dreaming of her darling husband, who was so thoughtful as to have come up with this idea for her.
Mandy's next five days were filled with meetings and presentations, all of which went extremely well. The prepackaged classic toys were well-received and many orders were placed. She felt a great sense of accomplishment as she closed each deal.
She was equally proud of her husband's many ingenius designs, both the ones she exhibited on the show floor, and the one she enjoyed privately with him over their secure internet connection.
The second-to-last night of the show Mandy and Nathan were talking when suddenly Mandy fell silent.
"Babe?" asked Nathan. "Is everything OK?"
"Yes, completely. But I was thinking ..."
"Yeah?"
"Well, today I met with a new distributor, and they have a division that does a large business in the adult novelty market and I was wondering ..."
Nathan was silent for a second. "Are you suggesting that we actually market ... our special toy?"
"It could be lucrative." Mandy pondered. "We could sell ones like the original one, which would be easier to make, right?"
"Yeah," Nathan figured. "Once patterned we could turn them out about as quick as we do the mini bowling pins ..."
And if we wanted to, later on we could do carved versions as boutique items at a considerably higher markup."
"This is crazy," said Nathan. "I never in a million years thought of selling these. I just wanted to do something special for you." He thought for a minute. "Well, I suppose you could show it to gauge their interest. But don't tell them who the model was!"
"Of course not!" Mandy laughed.
*****
Back home once more Mandy and Nathan held a closed-door meeting with several key staff to broach the delicate subject of branching out into toys for grown ups. Mandy let them know that the new European distributor had requested that they take on the new project.
There would be many issues that would need to be handled discreetly, and while everyone in the factory would have to know what was going on, at least in general terms, no one would be made to work on the adult line if they didn't want to. Areas would be cordoned off from the rest of the factory to keep things as discreet as possible.
It took several months to get all the details worked out, but soon they were ready to proceed, even creating a separate corporate identity, Woody Turner Creations, to preserve the purity of the Turney Toy name. Nathan devoted a portion of his time to experimenting with a number of designs so as to be able to introduce an entire product line, not just a single product.
One evening he arrived home with a locked attache case. He tossed it on the table with a sigh.
"What's that?" Mandy asked.
"Homework," replied Nathan, wiggling his eyebrows slightly.
Mandy had an idea of what that could mean, but she wasn't sure.
The Turneys enjoyed a lovely dinner that night, and the kids were eager to share the news of classes and activities, as the new school year had just begun.
The family was always happiest when they were all together, so bedtime was usually met with some mild opposition. After some dramatic exercises in procrastination the kids were finally asleep.
One of the smartest things that Nathan and Mandy had ever done was to design the floor plan of their home themselves. They knew that if they should ever have children that they would need to maintain their own private space, so they placed their bedroom suite at the opposite end of the house from the other bedrooms.
They also had discreet locks installed and reasonable soundproofing. This night would prove to be a good one to have such privacy.
Nathan hurried into the bedroom with the attache case which he quickly popped open. Mandy was amazed to see the beautiful assortment of adult toys that Nathan had brought home for testing. There were simple shapes such as a lightly tapered cylinder to more elaborate ones with twists and flares.
They sat on the bed and considered each one individually. Mandy tested a few against her tongue, and drew her hands along them squeezing and gripping them. But it was clear that tonight she was not interested in that kind of wood.
"Let's leave these till tomorrow. Tonight I need real cock," she said seductively.
Nathan leaned in to kiss his wife deeply. His fingers ran though her luxurious hair, cradling her head in his strong hand. Then his hands found her trim waist where he lingered before sliding a hand up her blouse to cup her breast in his large, strong palm. After rolling her nipple into a steely little bud he lifted her gently to stand so he could slowly, very slowly, peel off her clothes.
Standing naked before Nathan, seeing the adoration in his eyes, made her nipples grow stiffer, standing in proud little peaks. Sixteen years together had done nothing to diminish Nathan's appreciation of Mandy. Quite to the contrary, their love had grown and deepened exponentially.
Mandy stepped closer to undress Nathan, nuzzling kisses down his smooth chest as she undid each button of his shirt.
Leaving the open shirt still perched on his shoulders she unclasped his belt and slid it out through the loops, not because she needed to, but because she knew Nathan loved it when she did.
Her small hand cupped his cock through the front of his trousers and she paused to appreciate his size growing against her fingers.
Once she had unfastened his button and zipper she tugged down Nathan's pants and boxers and shoved him back onto the bed. Lying flat on his back she removed them entirely and she stripped his socks off too.
She loved Nathan's feet. So sexy and strong. She caressed them firmly and pressed his left foot against her body between her breasts. He wriggled his toes against her and she giggled in pleasure.
Crawling between Nathan's spread legs she grasped his erect cock and popped the head into her mouth, lingering with her tongue flicking the sensitive tip.
Nathan experienced one of the worst dilemmas a man can face; he loved the feeling of his wife's warm mouth surrounding his cock, but he also wanted to feel himself buried in her sweet pussy to bring her to her own orgasm. But for the moment anyway, Mandy was in control which absolved him of any selfish intentions.
After a couple of minutes of savoring Nathan's cock in her mouth she could no longer ignore the wetness between her legs.
She crawled up Nathan's body, kissing her way up to his lips. She raised her body just high enough to press the tip of Nathan's cock against her waiting opening. She braced her hands on his solid chest as she slid down his length with a dreamy sigh.
Nathan's hips thrust up to meet her and his hands quickly found her waist and leveraged her up and down in a fury.
Nathan lasted only a couple of minutes before he gave a mighty shove deep inside of Mandy's pussy and released his cum with a shout.
Mandy leaned forward to kiss Nathan deeply.
"I'm glad you had fun, honey, but I haven't finished yet!" she breathed,
In an instant she disengaged from Nathan and scrambled up his body and planted her cum-filled pussy on his eager mouth. She leaned forward clamping his hands against the pillows and thrust her hips against his face.
Nathan delved his tongue deep inside his wife's body, licking her in just the way he knew would drive her crazy. It was not often that he ate her with his own sperm still in her, but this was a heady experience that sent his mind reeling as Mandy's orgasm finally caught up to her. She squealed in delight as Nathan's mouth drank deeply of her essence combined with his own.
After cleaning up, Mandy curled into Nathan's arms. She knew that this man was one in a billion, who not only loved her with every fiber of his being, he made sure her every sexual desire was fulfilled. As if that weren't enough, he was truly her best and most trusted confidant and friend.
Perfection is an unattainable ideal, to be sure, but Mandy also realized that Nathan was as close to perfection as she would ever know.
Nathan loved the protective feeling of curling his body around Mandy's, holding her close and knowing that she was completely his
Sleep after this kind of sex is always deep and abiding.
*****
The Woody Turner Creations product line was introduced very carefully into select markets. It became quite popular very quickly and Nathan and Mandy had to learn their way through new marketing channels.
Nathan took on more of a sales role to help represent the products at trade shows and presentations. Some people were not comfortable discussing wooden dildos with a woman, and others were uncomfortable doing so with a man. So together they were able to cover all their potential customers.
February came around and once again it was time for the big New York trade show. Dorothy MacDougal had requested a special meeting with Mandy, and had not sounded too pleased on the phone, so Nathan thought it might be a good idea for him to attend the show as well. They surely could not easily afford to lose the MacDougal account.
Nathan enjoyed meeting his customers, many of whom he had never actually met face-to-face, and they in turn enjoyed his enthusiasm as he demonstrated his playful creations.
Then Dorothy MacDougal strode into the Turney Toys booth with her small entourage in tow. It was almost as a cloud descending upon them and even the lights seemed to grow slightly colder.
"Amanda Turney!" said Dorothy regally. "I assume you'll be prepared to meet with me for dinner this evening? I'm afraid I have rather a bone to pick with you!"
"Yes, of course, Mrs. MacDougal," replied Mandy meekly. "I have you on my planner for six o'clock at Consuelo's. And you'll be happy to know that Nathan will be joining us too!"
Dorothy MacDougal eyed Nathan icily. "Good. I'll see you both then." And she swept out just as briskly as she had entered.
Nathan and Mandy cooled their heels nervously for the remainder of the day, wondering what could possibly have caused such a chilly reception.
When they arrived at Consuelo's they found Dorothy MacDougal uncharacteristically quite alone. Ordinarily she would have no fewer than two assistants attending to her every business need. It was also not uncommon for her to have an attorney with her as well. But this night she was unaccompanied. The Turneys knew this could mean either good news or bad.
They sat and ordered drinks. Nathan and Mandy were dying of anxiety but did not know what to say apart from the usual pleasantries. Finally Dorothy raised an eyebrow and spoke firmly.
"Amanda, Nathan, I thought we had a relationship. I have always been a good customer, and as a result I have always expected to be the first one offered your newest products."
"Of course, Mrs. MacDougal-" Mandy began.
"Then why have I had to hear from my German distributor about Woody Turner Creations?"
Nathan and Mandy looked toward one another dumbfounded. They had been so careful to keep Turney Toys a squeaky-clean name in the industry that they were shocked to hear the department store matron even mention the name of their newest, secretive product line.
"Mrs. MacDougal, let me explain-" Nathan said.
"Macky D's Emporium needs this product, and I don't feel I should have to go all the way to Germany to buy products from you!" Dorothy bellowed.
"Macky D's?" Nathan asked incredulously. His mind began to fill in the blanks. "Do you mean to tell us that Macky D's Sex Emporium is a subsidiary of MacDougal's Department Stores?"
"Of course!" Dorothy said. "You mean you didn't know?"
"No, we surely didn't, Mrs. MacDougal!" exclaimed Nathan. We never would have thought-"
"What?" retorted Mrs. MacDougal. "That I would own a franchise of sex shops in addition to the department store chain? My dears," she said leaning in close, "I have never missed any opportunity to mix business with pleasure. Now then. May I expect to buy directly from your factory or not?"
"Most certainly, Mrs. MacDougal," Mandy beamed. "And are you aware that we also offer a boutique line? Let me show you a sample."
*****
And so went a year at Turney Toys. Business continued to flourish and the Turneys were delighted that they could afford to take all the profits from Woody Turner Creations and donate them to charity.
One day Mandy arrived at her husband's office, closing and locking the door behind her.
"Hey, honey, what's up?" he asked, looking up from his computer screen. "Don't tell me we're having supply issues again," he sighed.
"No, nothing like that," she said. "I just have a few minutes to take a little break and I need something from you."
"What's that, Babe?"
"Your cum."
"What?' Here? Now?" Nathan asked, suddenly quite excited, but trying to keep his voice down.
Mandy strode purposely toward him quickly unbuttoning her blouse and unclasping her bra.
"Yes, here, and yes, now," she whispered. "But you're going to have to be quiet. These walls are pretty thin."
Nathan had swiveled his chair from the desk and Mandy was already dropped to her knees before him. In a flash she had freed Nathan's cock and held it to her lips.
"Remember how we were talking the other night about needing to make more time for each other?" she breathed across the tip on Nathan's hardening cock.
"Mmmm-hmmm."
"Well, I figure that since we always take work home, we should bring some home to work."
And with that she dropped her mouth over his quivering erection and sucked hard.
Nathan was just barely able to reach the mouse to click his music on. Workers were used to music coming from his office, not moans of sexual ecstasy.
He brought up the volume just in time to mask a growl from deep in his throat.
Mandy took a brief breather to rub his length between her tits, which she squeezed together to increase the sensation.
"I told you I only had a few minutes, right?" Mandy teased. "I have to get back to finish payroll or we're going to have some angry employees. So now give me your delicious cum!"
She popped his purple tip back into her mouth and tongued it vigorously, pumping his shaft with her hand.
"Ooohhhh! Mmmmnh! Gaaaahhhh!" Nathan cried, stifling the sound as best he could.
His cock pulsed repeatedly as he erupted into his wife's mouth. Mandy was ready to receive every drop which she swallowed eagerly. She swirled her tongue all across and around Nathan's cock to make sure she had gotten all he had to offer.
Very quickly she righted her clothing as Nathan zipped up. She gathered the papers she had brought with her and glanced at her husband to make sure he was presentable.
"OK then," she said cheerily as she flung open the office door. "We'll finalize the new items for the catalog tomorrow."
She observed several employees scurrying through the hallway, none of them any the wiser for what had just occurred in Nathan's office.
"And honey, I'm pretty sure I ... er, we don't need a new wood supplier!" She winked at Nathan and hurried back to her own office.
*****
Not long after that, it was career day at Pinetree Elementary School, and the youngest Turney, Rachel, brought her parents to show them off.
"This is my Daddy," Rachel said proudly, taking him by the hand and leading him to the front of the classroom. "He invents exciting toys at his factory and my favorite thing in the whole wide world is when he brings the new ones home for me to play with!"
Mandy Turney watched with equal pride from her seat and thought, Me too, Rachel. Me too.
It was in high school that Nathan discovered a love of woodworking. There was just something that felt right about being covered in sawdust, and before long if you needed to find him the first place you would look would be the wood shop.
But it was when one of his shop instructors jokingly said that he should specialize in lathe work because of his last name that he truly did find his niche. He could put almost any chunk of wood on a lathe, and without a pattern or even an idea of what he might make, he could tease out a masterpiece.
It was during college that he met Mandy, a cute little redhead with enormous eyes that swallowed him whole. She was a business major and they met as part of a student-led exhibition designed to let potential businessmen and women get real-world experience in marketing other students' products and ideas.
Mandy was impressed by Nathan's wood turning skills, but she knew that to really excel at the exhibition she would need more practical pieces than the artistic ones Nathan had been concentrating on. Art is great, but practicality sells! She agreed to represent his work at the exhibition but suggested that for the occasion he create a series of unique salt shakers with matching pepper mills.
The exhibition was an enormous success for both Nathan and Mandy, and before long they were dating. They were a natural pair, with his burgeoning artistic abilities, and her flair for knowing how to sell and market his work.
They married soon after college and through Mandy's research and connections they decided to open, of all things, a toy manufacturing operation. Nathan created wonderfully inventive wooden toys and Mandy had an innate talent for marketing them.
Several years went by and Turney Toys had become a significant player in the toy market. They built a small factory with about fifty employees reproducing Nathan's designs and distributing them all across North America and Europe. Business was good.
Unfortunately, what's good for business is not always good for the love life. It wasn't that Nathan and Mandy weren't in love, they were more so now than ever. Their three children were fortunate in this modern world to have parents who not only were still married, but loved each other very much.
The toy business can be a crazy thing. Deals for Christmas toys are brokered over a year in advance. Scheduling production for the various lines of toys was always like some complex chess match so although the business was one borne of fun, at times it could be anything but.
*****
It was February and Nathan was busy installing new mass-production CNC machines that would increase production and allow more pieces to be produced in less time. Mandy was attending a big trade show in New York, closing deals with large department stores, chain stores and mom-and-pop toy stores alike.
"Honey, it's a zoo here!" sighed Mandy into the phone. "But I closed the MacDougal's department store deal so we can start stepping up production on the Rocky-Rolly line for summer."
"That's fantastic, sweetie! Great job!" replied Nathan.
He was always proud of his wife's ability to sell. To land a deal with MacDougal's department stores was nothing short of miraculous. Dorothy MacDougal had a reputation for being an extraordinarily tough nut to crack, so for Mandy to have landed the deal gave Turney Toys a great deal of credibility with other major retailers as well.
"How are things at home?" asked Mandy.
"Well, it snowed here really hard last night, so Jason didn't get the parking lot cleared until nine thirty, and half the factory was late getting to work today. We'll catch up though."
He paused briefly. "Will I get to, um, 'talk to you' tonight?"
Even through the phone Mandy could hear that Nathan had put quotes around the phrase. It was hard enough to make time to be together when she was home, but when she was traveling it was nearly impossible. Whenever they could they tried to set up designated times where she could call after Nathan had gotten the kids to bed and they could at least have phone sex.
"Ohhhhh. Ummm. I'm afraid not. I have to have dinner with the MacDougal people to ink the deal. And then they want to give me a tour of their flagship store's toy department so we can discuss other marketing opportunities."
Nathan grumbled slightly. "It just seems like we can't get a break can we? I really, really miss you, and your hot body. I miss having my hands wrapped around you and pulling you close to-"
"Nathan, stop it!" Mandy whispered in an urgent tone. "I'm still with customers here at the show and the last thing I need is to have a heap of sexual frustration following me around for the rest of the day!"
"Sorry, honey," lamented Nathan. "I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow then. Tell Dorothy MacDougal I say 'hi'. I love you, you know!"
"Love you too," chirped Mandy as she blew a kiss into the phone.
What a life, she thought. We built the business we always wanted and it's doing quite well. But we seem to be losing 'us' along the way. This is going to have to change.
Nathan sat back in his office chair. This is ridiculous! We're doing more business than ever before, the factory is producing well, but I feel like I'm losing the 'living' part of life as we go. Something has to change,
His thoughts settled on Mandy. Specifically, he thought of her naked. He groaned quietly to himself before getting up to shut the office door. Turney Toys always had an 'open door' philosophy so that employees knew they could see and talk with anyone whenever they needed. But if someone's door was closed you simply knew not to knock unless absolutely necessary.
Nathan pressed the intercom button on his phone "Tina, would you please hold all my calls for awhile? I need to do some brainstorming here."
"Sure thing, Nathan," Tina's voice crackled back."How long do you need?"
"Better give me the rest of the morning. Just buzz me at noon, please."
Nathan closed his eyes and turned on some music. He just needed to clear his mind. Unfortunately the only thing he could think of was Mandy standing naked before him. Her fiery red hair had been a turn on for him since college, and had never diminished in its appeal. And whenever he looked at her curvy figure it would just drive him wild. She was blessed with a very narrow waist that gave a vaguely "corseted" look to her body, and Nathan ached to touch her at that moment.
Seeking momentary relief he swiveled his chair away from the office door, just in case someone were to barge in. He unfastened his trousers and unzipped his fly, allowing his throbbing cock to spring out. He imagined Mandy kneeling before him and running her hands up and down his thighs.
The thought forced him to grip himself tightly and stroke up and down a couple of times. His eyes fell to look upon his state of arousal. He paused his stroking and was struck by a sudden thought.
As much as he was ready to bring himself to release, he knew he'd better act quickly on this new idea in order to get it done in time.
He rushed through the factory, making his way through the resaw room, the turning area, the painting department, the packaging and warehousing departments. Employees in every department were quick to offer 'hellos' and high-fives, and a couple stopped him to ask some production questions.
At last he arrived at his private workshop. This is where he came up with all his ideas for new toys, all crafted from wood. It was here that he had come up with the Rocky-Rollys pull toys that featured figures of colorful, cartoony rock-and-roll musicians who would flail and gyrate on their little wooden wheeled stages. The Rocky-Rollys were enormously popular.
Today, however, Nathan had a different inspiration for a toy. He set about choosing just the right kind of wood and set it into the chuck of his favorite lathe. Soon the wood was turning and the shavings were flying about, coating Nathan's strong forearms. He shook off the bits and continued his work, shaping and sanding.
Before too long he was giving the new toy a glass-like final finish, enhancing the wood's natural beauty. Most, but not all, of Turney's Toys were finished in brightly colored paints, but this one cried out to be left alone to show off its natural hickory grain.
Nathan slipped the new creation into a box, sealed it up with tape and rushed it to the shipping department.
"Hey, Ken!" hollered Nathan above the factory's din. "Do you still have Mrs. Turney's New York address for the trade show?"
"Sure do, boss. You need something sent?"
"Yeah, I need to try to get this to her hotel tomorrow. Can you send this to her, overnight priority?" Nathan found himself a bit more out of breath than he should have. He smiled to himself hoping his plan would work.
*****
Early the following morning Mandy was sitting in the exhibit hall's lounge, poring over the show directory to make sure there wasn't an important dealer she had missed. Her phone buzzed announcing a text message. It was from Nathan.
Good morning, honey! I've sent a package to your hotel with a new toy in it. DON'T TAKE IT TO THE SHOW. I want to talk it over with you so don't show it to ANYONE! Call me when you can.
Was he kidding? She couldn't believe that Nathan wanted to introduce a new product at this late date. It would be exceedingly difficult to bring out something new now, without marketing materials, pricing information, etcetera.
She tried to call Nathan several times throughout the day but he never answered. She called the company line, but either Nathan wasn't in his office or didn't hear his pages. Perhaps he was outside, clearing snow from the parking lot or doing other maintenance, as he often did.
Nathan felt bad every time his phone rang and he saw his wife's number on the display. He wasn't ignoring her, oh, heavens no! But he was building a sense of curiosity, which was exactly what he wanted to do. He sent her another text imploring her to not make any evening plans with clients, but to go straight to the hotel and collect the package. He would call her at six o'clock her time and explain to her then.
She did as she was asked, and at precisely six o'clock she sat on the bed with the box perched on her knees. Suddenly her phone rang startling her with Nathan's familiar ringtone, Toyland.
"There you are!" she practically hollered into her phone. "I can't wait. What is this all about?"
Nathan chuckled at her agitation. He could just imagine her twitching nervously, which was exactly what he'd wanted.
"OK," he exclaimed. "It's just that right after we talked yesterday I came up with an idea for a new toy and I couldn't wait. I had to get it to you right away."
"But how can we possibly-"
"This is NOT for the customers to see. I'll need you to do some ... field testing to see if it's even a good idea. Now open the box and let me know when you have."
Mandy's small hands worked to slit the tape from the box and open it up. She waded through the packing foam and bubble wrap before she came to the toy which fell into her lap with a plop.
"Nathan-!" she squealed. "What have you made?"
He just remained silent, waiting for Mandy to process the new toy. She held it up before her in wonder and chuckled slightly.
"Do you like it?" asked Nathan in a lowered voice.
"Where are the kids?" asked Mandy with an renewed sense of urgency. Nathan just laughed out loud.
"Don't worry about the kids, honey. They're at your sister's house for the night. I knew I couldn't afford any distractions while we go over this new toy's features."
The toy was clearly not intended for a children's market. It was about 7 inches long and cylindrical in shape. It tapered slightly from one end to the other flaring out again about an inch from the tip which was rounded.
Mandy hesitated slightly. "Is it ... usable?" she asked sounding slightly embarrassed.
"Most definitely, my dear," whispered Nathan. "Now, I want you to do exactly as I say. The toy will need to warm up a bit. So put it in a glass and fill it with water. Heat it up in the microwave. While it's heating see if you can find something to use as lube."
"I think I might have some in my purse!" Mandy practically shouted.
As she followed his instructions Nathan could almost see what he was hearing; the plastic wrap being removed from a glass, the toy clinking into it, the water running and the beeps of the microwave as it was being set for 'beverage'.
He resumed his instructions."Now take a minute to take off all of your clothes, but try to hurry 'cause I'm getting impatient!"
For the next little while all Nathan could hear was slight ruffling as Mandy complied with his request. He could hear her lift the phone from the bed and his breath caught slightly as he could hear how aroused she had become.
"OK, I'm naked. Now what?" she purred.
Nathan's voice was becoming more commanding by the moment as his own tension built along with Mandy's. "Take the toy, and lie back on the bed.
"Now spread those luscious legs that I love so much, but don't touch yet. I want you to take the toy and get a good sense of how it feels. Start by tracing a circle with the tip around your left nipple."
Nathan knew that Mandy's left nipple was the more sensitive of the two. He was torturing her deliberately, but her soft, nearly inaudible sighs let him know he was on the right track.
"That's it, baby. Press it firmly against that creamy skin of yours," Nathan directed. "Now I want you to put it right between your tits. Got it? Now wrap them around it and just rub lightly up and down. You know. Just like you do when my cock is nestled in there. Mmmmmmmmm, yeah."
Nathan's own breathing was growing deeper, but he could hear through the phone that Mandy's arousal was also increasing, even though she had not said a word. He resisted his own urges long enough to listen as intently as he could to hear her reactions to having this new toy against her body. When he sensed she was getting the hang of it he resumed his instructions.
"Grab it by the base, " he said insistently, "and very, very slowly glide it down your tummy until the head is near your clit. Don't rush, because I can hear you and I'll know if you cheat."
Mandy's whimper told Nathan that his new creation was having exactly the effect he had intended. He smiled as he imagined the natural wood finish approaching his wife's delectable pussy. He knew it had arrived at the prescribed destination when he heard a very soft, "ooooooh, yeah."
"Now tilt it up so just the tip is touching you, and tease out that beautiful little clit I love so much."
For the next full minute or more Nathan just listened intensely while Mandy lost herself to this directive. Each little moan and pant and sigh increased the firmness of his cock until he felt the need to release it into his waiting hand. He squeezed it tightly.
You doing OK, baby?" Nathan asked, trying to gauge her readiness to continue.
"Mmmm-hmmmm" she managed to sigh, rough and ragged.
"Good. Now take it off your clit-"
"Nooo!" she cried.
"Come on, baby. You have to do as I say. Take it off and put some lube on it. Be quick!"
Like he needed to tell her to be quick!
It's amazing the nuances one can hear in the sounds through a phone. Nathan could hear not just the snapping open of the lube bottle, but frantic snapping. He could hear the blurping sound of fluid being dispensed and he could even hear it being slathered onto Mandy's new favorite plaything. Nathan did not wait for confirmation from her because he could tell she was ready.
"Now," he said, "I want you to place the head right at the entrance to your pussy. Put it in just Like I do with my cock."
Though slight, Nathan could hear the wetness of her flesh yielding to the tip being inserted.
"Good, honey, good. How you doing?"
Again all she could eke out was a feeble "Mmmmm-hmmmm".
Nathan smiled as he continued his bidding.
"OK. Yes. Mmmmmm," Nathan said, desperately trying to maintain his own focus as his hand prepared to match his next instruction.
"Now, push it all the way in, nice and slow, like I love to do," he said in a low and firm voice, his fingers gliding down his rigid cock as he did so.
They both moaned simultaneously at the sensations of being so together while being a thousand miles apart.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, baby" purred Mandy, clearly lost in the moment. "Take me. Fuck me"
For the next several minutes no words were exchanged, but plenty of moaning, sighing, and murmuring urged one another on. Nathan could tell that Mandy was getting close.
That's it, baby!" he coaxed. "Come for me! Come with me! Ooooh, yeah!"
He heard the unmistakable sounds of his wife's climax, and in his mind's eye he could see every writhe, buck and spasm as she cooed, squealed, and sighed. It sent him over his own precipice and his own cum erupted a few seconds later.
For the next couple of minutes the only sounds were those of labored breathing slowly returning to a normal cadence. Nathan had kept his phone clasped tightly to his ear the entire time, but he could tell that Mandy had let hers drop some time ago. He heard her phone rustle across the sheets as she drew it to her ear.
"Oh, sweetie," she said, "that was incredible. Thank you so much! I think this is the best toy you've ever created."
"Anything for my Mandy!" beamed Nathan. "I love you so much and I miss you terribly! I'm glad you'll be home in a few days.
"Me too!" replied Mandy. She sighed heavily. "Now I know why you didn't want me to show this to the clients! Especially Mrs. MacDougal! Can you imagine what she would have thought?"
Nathan laughed heartily. "Oh, man! That would have lost us the account for sure!"
They chatted for awhile, simply reconnecting over the many things that tend to get pushed aside, whether together or apart. They reflected on how blessed they were to have one another, and how they managed to keep their relationship solid, despite the many challenges that face every couple. Eventually they "kissed" good-night and went to their respective beds, happy and content.
After Mandy returned home from the trade show she and Nathan enjoyed a fresh vitality to their lives, not the least of which occurred in the bedroom, with and without the new toy.
*****
During Mandy's trip she had made many sales to customers new and old alike. The MacDougal's Department Store contract was the most lucrative by far and it became clear that they would even have to hire additional workers to meet the higher demands.
During the following two months Nathan managed to find and hire four new skilled workers to augment the production workforce. Mandy was finally able to justify hiring a marketing assistant to aid her in the efforts to keep Turney Toys at the forefront of the highly competitive market.
As might be expected, the business' growth spurt required a lot of attention to bring everyone up to speed, and it kind of caught Mandy off-guard when she realized that already she would have to travel to another trade show, this time in Germany.
She was about three weeks away from her departure date when she and Nathan had their usual pre-show meeting to go over preparations and objectives.
"I'm thinking that this year we might want to emphasize more of our classic toys for the European market," said Mandy. "Lately there's been a return to fundamental styles and designs, so I think we can take advantage of that without really having to introduce anything new. Maybe we can create some 'classic sets' by combining existing products."
"Excellent idea, honey. We could package the fire truck, police car and ambulance into a set, things like that," said Nathan. "And the baby rattles, stackers and mobiles would be good too."
"Great," said Mandy. "Let's meet again tomorrow after some brainstorming and we can finalize our choices.
"Sounds good. I've already started packing the displays and show supplies so you should have everything you need." Nathan scanned his clipboard for anything else that might be required.
"Oh, um, just one more thing that you might not have thought to pack." Mandy's blush was enough to send a grin across Nathan's face. Mandy continued. "You remember that ... special toy you made for the last show? Could you make sure it's packed too?"
"Of course, my darling!" smiled Nathan. "I will be sure that you have the special toy, just for you."
Over the next several days the preparations continued. Nathan held the special toy he had made for Mandy and he considered it carefully.
For a rudimentary toy it was alright. The shape was simple, but he supposed generally effective. The size was approximately the size of his penis, but perhaps a touch narrow. And while not entirely clumsy, there wasn't much of a base to grip. The finish was perfect though and he was glad that his company used only government-approved food-grade finishes on all their toys for maximum safety.
But he thought he could do better on the design and this time he had several days to prepare. So he made the decision to rework his wife's special toy; if it wasn't successful he could always send the original one.
Nathan planned to make as authentic a recreation of his own erect cock as he could. It was a tantalizing notion, and he knew it would challenge his skills as a woodworker.
First he locked himself in his office and ordered Tina that he was not to be disturbed.
He switched on his smartphone and punched his security code that granted access to a secret cache of photos. There were many times when he perused these precious images of his gloriously naked wife. Mandy had always remained sexually playful, and she enjoyed posing for photographs that she knew only her husband would ever see.
Before long Nathan had grown hard and he set about one of the most curious exercises he had ever undertaken.
Using a cloth tape measure and a pair of digital calipers, he set about taking very detailed measurements of his erection. The precise length of the head, the circumference of the crown, as well as the base of the shaft and several key points down his length. He sketched and jotted down every figure with copious notes in the margins. Fortunately it was turning him on to take his own measurements with the knowledge of what he would be making for Mandy.
When he was finished he set about doing some "real" work around the factory until the day was done. He buzzed Mandy on the intercom.
"Hey, hon?"
"Yeah, babe." replied Mandy. "Are you ready to head for home?"
"I thought I would be, but I've got a few things I need to finish tonight." said Nathan. "You go on ahead and I'll just drive the company truck home when I'm done. I shouldn't be too long."
Mandy sighed. "OK. Will we still be able to have dinner as a family tonight?"
Nathan thought for a moment. "If we can go for about six forty-five I think we can."
"It's a date, lover. See you at home. We're having spaghetti."
In the quiet of the now-closed factory Nathan made his way to the small studio that they had for taking product photos. He took many of these photos himself, so he knew his way around the sophisticated equipment. Once again he was growing aroused at the task before him.
He flicked on the studio lights, their distinctive whine indicating the charging of the flash units. He arranged the lights' positions and set up a stool for himself to sit upon.
He grabbed a toy firetruck and set it on the stool and zoomed in on it to set the focus and exposure. Then he was ready.
He partially disrobed and took his position on the stool. Using the camera's remote, he began taking photos, both with and without a ruler against his erection for reference.
He took numerous shots to capture every angle of his plump cock for a complete reference. He removed the camera from the tripod so he could hold it aloft to get a good top view.
While he was at it, he decided to take some full length shots to secretly stash on Mandy's phone. He took more photos, taking of more clothes with each pop of the flash, until he was completely naked. No reason I should be the only one to have all the fun of ogling my spouse! he thought.
After he checked the images on the computer to make sure he had gotten what he needed, he cropped and edited the photos before printing them out at full scale.
Taking great care to erase the original files from the camera's memory card, he then took the printouts to his private workshop and secured them in the locked drawer of the work bench, along with the notations he had made earlier in the day. He made it home at six thirty-five, in time for dinner.
Over the next several days Nathan stole whatever time he could in his shop. It excited him to have this secret project for his wife and he hoped it would ease the difficulties of her travels.
He selected a block of white maple for its even coloring and tight grain. He sketched the basic design onto it, knowing that only the first phase could be turned on his faithful lathe. Most of the work would have to be carved by hand with chisels and formed by sanding.
Referring frequently to his many design notes he was pleased that he could work reasonably swiftly to create the size and shape to exacting detail.
Working with wood requires focused concentration, and Nathan had certainly spent a lot more time examining his own anatomy than he ever had before. As he carved each contour, each vein he did so with care and attention that he felt certain his beloved would appreciate.
On this 'new and improved' model Nathan crafted a handle to match. It was detachable and met the base of the dildo at an ergonomic angle that he knew from years of design experience would allow Mandy to manipulate it with minimum fatigue and maximum leverage.
Almost a week after he started the project it was ready for finishing. Nathan chose a cherry-colored stain and gave it no fewer than seven coats of finish, sanding with progressively finer sandpaper and then using steel wool for a glass-like final coat.
When it was fully dried and cured, he carefully packed it in a fitted velvet-lined box he had built and fitted with a small combination lock.
*****
The German weather was predictably awful. Mandy had come to expect it, as this particular show was always scheduled during the rainy 'monsunzeit' season. Sometimes there would be a sunny day, but Mandy was already resigned to soaking rains and biting winds.
By this time she had forgotten about her special request to Nathan. She arrived at the show hall and began setting up the exhibit. In every case or carton she found a new love note from Nathan. She smiled bigger with each one. Her husband sure knew how to make her work less of a drudgery!
As she neared the last of the boxes, which Nathan had purposely placed at the bottom of the shipment, she came across the beautifully finished box with the combination lock. At first she was puzzled by it, trying to remember what it might be. A new box for signed contracts? A box to keep petty cash in? She turned it about in her small hands and found a sticky note on the bottom.
"Caught you peeking!" read the note. "Take me to the hotel and call home to get the combination."
Mandy's face flushed at the sudden realization that not only had her husband remembered to pack her "special toy", he had made a new box for it, even if it did seem a bit too big for it. She was sure she knew why he hadn't given her the combination before she left, since he would surely want to be 'with' her again while using it.
For the rest of the afternoon she tried to maintain her focus, setting up displays and meeting with the translators and hosts that were hired for the show, filling them in on the necessary product information. One thing was certain; her mood had improved significantly as the day had progressed.
At long last they finished and Mandy collected her purse and special box and returned to the hotel as quickly as she could.
Oh, please let them have good wi-fi at this hotel! she silently prayed as she set up her tablet. Yes! The connection was strong as she logged on with her encrypting software.
After their phone session in New York it occurred to Nathan that he should buy Mandy a tablet that would be small enough for travel, but large enough for them to be able to have a video connection, not just audio.
Mandy dialed the videophone app. She glanced at her watch. Eight thirty here, so it's ... one thirty at home. It seemed like it took forever for the screen to light up with Nathan's smiling face.
"Hello, my sweetheart! How was your flight? Did the set up go well?" grinned Nathan. Even through the little electronic device she could see the mischievous gleam in his eyes. She could also see that he was still home and in their bedroom.
"I don't want to talk about the trade show right now!" Mandy hollered. "I want into this thing NOW! What's the combination?"
She shook the box vigorously in front of the camera.
"Not so fast, sweetie, not so fast! I just need to tell you something about it before you open it."
Mandy pouted dramatically, and Nathan laughed out loud.
"Now, I'll give the combination in just a minute," said Nathan perhaps a little bit too deliberately. He took a deep breath and continued. "This is a different toy for you. A new toy, but I hope you'll find it familiar. The combination is 0617-"
"Our anniversary!" she interrupted. "Oh, I should have been able to guess that one!"
Mandy's fingers scrambled with the tumblers so eagerly that she couldn't get the numbers right and Nathan enjoyed another laugh at her expense. At last she dialed in the combination and lifted the lid on the ornate box. Her jaw dropped.
"Do you like it?" asked Nathan. You probably notice that it is in two parts, so you'll need to screw the handle into the, um, main unit."
Mandy's actions were still obscured from Nathan's view by the box lid, but he could tell that she was assembling it furiously. After a moment she set the box aside revealing her trophy. Nathan grew hard at the sight of his wife holding a replica of his cock.
"Oh, honey! ... It's ... it's you!"
Mandy wrapped her hand knowingly around it's girth and closed her eyes instinctively to savor the feeling of it.
They managed to make an attempt at some chit-chat as Mandy prepped the new toy as she had been taught on her previous trip. Before long she was lying naked on the hotel bed's crisp sheets.
She had propped the tablet up in such a way that, though a bit far away, she could still see Nathan who was by then also naked on their bed.
"This time, I'm driving", said Mandy in a most seductive tone that could have made Nathan come right then and there. He merely groaned his assent.
"Now, you have to touch yourself only in the way that I touch this," smoldered Mandy, drawing the tips of her finger and thumb down and up the length of her new favorite toy. She waited for Nathan's response but he only sat there staring.
"Honey, you have to match my actions, right?" she purred.
"Oh. Right." Nathan tried to shake himself back to consciousness. He mimicked her tender stroke .
"That's it, baby. Now try to keep up, OK?" Mandy's voice was quite low, but Nathan was honed in on it.
"OK."
With a slight giggle Mandy sat forward and brought the wooden replica of her husband's cock before her face. Her eyes were glued to Nathan's image on the small screen. She grinned and placed the head of the toy across her tongue. Nathan simulated the action by drawing the pad of his thumb under the head of his rigid cock.
His head fell back at the thought of what his own touch represented. His moan confirmed to Mandy that she was clearly in control.
"Mmmmmmmm", she sighed. "Oh this is sooooo good!" And with that she placed the entire head of the toy inside her mouth and began gliding it up and down her tongue.
Nathan's eyes were absolutely riveted to Mandy's image on the screen, matching her every move. Likewise she was watching his hands to make sure that he was mirroring her actions as precisely as possible.
The feeling of the toy in her mouth was at once familiar and foreign. Familiar in that Nathan had done an extraordinary job of reproducing his cock in its rigid state. The shape and contour were dead-on accurate, even down to the veining. Foreign in that it was just too rigid to be real. But it was heavenly none the less.
She withdrew it from her mouth and gave it a long, languid lick from base to tip, which Nathan automatically followed with his fingertip. The precum shining from the tip of his cock in the minimal light in the bedroom made Mandy instinctively lick the tip of her toy again, wishing that she could taste it.
Nathan's breath caught in his throat, while his fingertip slathered the shiny fluid across the head.
"I can't wait anymore" Nathan whispered. I need to be inside you now!"
Mandy pondered for a moment, then agreed to his request. She quickly lubed up the toy with the tube Nathan had so very thoughtfully included in the case. Then she laid back onto the bed and let her legs fall open, giving Nathan the most beautiful view of his wife's neatly trimmed pussy.
"How's this?" she asked breathlessly. "Can you see OK?"
Nathan leaned forward, wishing for all the world he could crawl through the tiny LCD screen before him.
"Yeah. I can see perfectly," he huffed.
Mandy drew the wooden toy along her inner thigh until the bulbous tip rested against her labia. Nathan could hear her sigh through the tiny speaker and he moaned his approval.
Slowly Mandy worked the length of the wooden toy deep inside her pussy until just the handle was protruding. Nathan noted with great satisfaction that the handle was indeed connected at a perfect angle as Mandy's hand gripped it firmly and began stroking the wooden cock in and out of her gorgeous body.
By this time Nathan had abandoned the grip he had held on himself, instead relishing every second of watching his wife pleasuring herself with the replica of his own cock.
For several long minutes he watched rapturously as Mandy stroked the toy in and out, pausing to tease her own clit from time to time. Then suddenly she shoved the entire length in and released the dildo to slide her hands up to her tits and squeeze her nipples.
Her hips began to buck and she cried out in release. Nathan stroked his cock furiously in response and soon his own orgasm erupted and Mandy could hear his cries of pleasure matching her own.
When their breathing returned to normal and they finally collected their wits they spent another ninety minutes together, marveling at how technology had lessened the strain of being apart.
"Well," Nathan sighed at last, "I suppose I should let you get some sleep so you'll be ready for tomorrow. But I hope we'll be able to enjoy a few more sessions like this while you're there?"
"Ab-so-lutely," drawled Mandy. "I'll email you my schedule so we can make plans."
"OK, sweetheart. Goodnight. I love you!"
"Love you too! Goodnight!" Mandy sang, as she clicked the tablet's button to close the connection. Soon she was sleeping deeply and dreaming of her darling husband, who was so thoughtful as to have come up with this idea for her.
Mandy's next five days were filled with meetings and presentations, all of which went extremely well. The prepackaged classic toys were well-received and many orders were placed. She felt a great sense of accomplishment as she closed each deal.
She was equally proud of her husband's many ingenius designs, both the ones she exhibited on the show floor, and the one she enjoyed privately with him over their secure internet connection.
The second-to-last night of the show Mandy and Nathan were talking when suddenly Mandy fell silent.
"Babe?" asked Nathan. "Is everything OK?"
"Yes, completely. But I was thinking ..."
"Yeah?"
"Well, today I met with a new distributor, and they have a division that does a large business in the adult novelty market and I was wondering ..."
Nathan was silent for a second. "Are you suggesting that we actually market ... our special toy?"
"It could be lucrative." Mandy pondered. "We could sell ones like the original one, which would be easier to make, right?"
"Yeah," Nathan figured. "Once patterned we could turn them out about as quick as we do the mini bowling pins ..."
And if we wanted to, later on we could do carved versions as boutique items at a considerably higher markup."
"This is crazy," said Nathan. "I never in a million years thought of selling these. I just wanted to do something special for you." He thought for a minute. "Well, I suppose you could show it to gauge their interest. But don't tell them who the model was!"
"Of course not!" Mandy laughed.
*****
Back home once more Mandy and Nathan held a closed-door meeting with several key staff to broach the delicate subject of branching out into toys for grown ups. Mandy let them know that the new European distributor had requested that they take on the new project.
There would be many issues that would need to be handled discreetly, and while everyone in the factory would have to know what was going on, at least in general terms, no one would be made to work on the adult line if they didn't want to. Areas would be cordoned off from the rest of the factory to keep things as discreet as possible.
It took several months to get all the details worked out, but soon they were ready to proceed, even creating a separate corporate identity, Woody Turner Creations, to preserve the purity of the Turney Toy name. Nathan devoted a portion of his time to experimenting with a number of designs so as to be able to introduce an entire product line, not just a single product.
One evening he arrived home with a locked attache case. He tossed it on the table with a sigh.
"What's that?" Mandy asked.
"Homework," replied Nathan, wiggling his eyebrows slightly.
Mandy had an idea of what that could mean, but she wasn't sure.
The Turneys enjoyed a lovely dinner that night, and the kids were eager to share the news of classes and activities, as the new school year had just begun.
The family was always happiest when they were all together, so bedtime was usually met with some mild opposition. After some dramatic exercises in procrastination the kids were finally asleep.
One of the smartest things that Nathan and Mandy had ever done was to design the floor plan of their home themselves. They knew that if they should ever have children that they would need to maintain their own private space, so they placed their bedroom suite at the opposite end of the house from the other bedrooms.
They also had discreet locks installed and reasonable soundproofing. This night would prove to be a good one to have such privacy.
Nathan hurried into the bedroom with the attache case which he quickly popped open. Mandy was amazed to see the beautiful assortment of adult toys that Nathan had brought home for testing. There were simple shapes such as a lightly tapered cylinder to more elaborate ones with twists and flares.
They sat on the bed and considered each one individually. Mandy tested a few against her tongue, and drew her hands along them squeezing and gripping them. But it was clear that tonight she was not interested in that kind of wood.
"Let's leave these till tomorrow. Tonight I need real cock," she said seductively.
Nathan leaned in to kiss his wife deeply. His fingers ran though her luxurious hair, cradling her head in his strong hand. Then his hands found her trim waist where he lingered before sliding a hand up her blouse to cup her breast in his large, strong palm. After rolling her nipple into a steely little bud he lifted her gently to stand so he could slowly, very slowly, peel off her clothes.
Standing naked before Nathan, seeing the adoration in his eyes, made her nipples grow stiffer, standing in proud little peaks. Sixteen years together had done nothing to diminish Nathan's appreciation of Mandy. Quite to the contrary, their love had grown and deepened exponentially.
Mandy stepped closer to undress Nathan, nuzzling kisses down his smooth chest as she undid each button of his shirt.
Leaving the open shirt still perched on his shoulders she unclasped his belt and slid it out through the loops, not because she needed to, but because she knew Nathan loved it when she did.
Her small hand cupped his cock through the front of his trousers and she paused to appreciate his size growing against her fingers.
Once she had unfastened his button and zipper she tugged down Nathan's pants and boxers and shoved him back onto the bed. Lying flat on his back she removed them entirely and she stripped his socks off too.
She loved Nathan's feet. So sexy and strong. She caressed them firmly and pressed his left foot against her body between her breasts. He wriggled his toes against her and she giggled in pleasure.
Crawling between Nathan's spread legs she grasped his erect cock and popped the head into her mouth, lingering with her tongue flicking the sensitive tip.
Nathan experienced one of the worst dilemmas a man can face; he loved the feeling of his wife's warm mouth surrounding his cock, but he also wanted to feel himself buried in her sweet pussy to bring her to her own orgasm. But for the moment anyway, Mandy was in control which absolved him of any selfish intentions.
After a couple of minutes of savoring Nathan's cock in her mouth she could no longer ignore the wetness between her legs.
She crawled up Nathan's body, kissing her way up to his lips. She raised her body just high enough to press the tip of Nathan's cock against her waiting opening. She braced her hands on his solid chest as she slid down his length with a dreamy sigh.
Nathan's hips thrust up to meet her and his hands quickly found her waist and leveraged her up and down in a fury.
Nathan lasted only a couple of minutes before he gave a mighty shove deep inside of Mandy's pussy and released his cum with a shout.
Mandy leaned forward to kiss Nathan deeply.
"I'm glad you had fun, honey, but I haven't finished yet!" she breathed,
In an instant she disengaged from Nathan and scrambled up his body and planted her cum-filled pussy on his eager mouth. She leaned forward clamping his hands against the pillows and thrust her hips against his face.
Nathan delved his tongue deep inside his wife's body, licking her in just the way he knew would drive her crazy. It was not often that he ate her with his own sperm still in her, but this was a heady experience that sent his mind reeling as Mandy's orgasm finally caught up to her. She squealed in delight as Nathan's mouth drank deeply of her essence combined with his own.
After cleaning up, Mandy curled into Nathan's arms. She knew that this man was one in a billion, who not only loved her with every fiber of his being, he made sure her every sexual desire was fulfilled. As if that weren't enough, he was truly her best and most trusted confidant and friend.
Perfection is an unattainable ideal, to be sure, but Mandy also realized that Nathan was as close to perfection as she would ever know.
Nathan loved the protective feeling of curling his body around Mandy's, holding her close and knowing that she was completely his
Sleep after this kind of sex is always deep and abiding.
*****
The Woody Turner Creations product line was introduced very carefully into select markets. It became quite popular very quickly and Nathan and Mandy had to learn their way through new marketing channels.
Nathan took on more of a sales role to help represent the products at trade shows and presentations. Some people were not comfortable discussing wooden dildos with a woman, and others were uncomfortable doing so with a man. So together they were able to cover all their potential customers.
February came around and once again it was time for the big New York trade show. Dorothy MacDougal had requested a special meeting with Mandy, and had not sounded too pleased on the phone, so Nathan thought it might be a good idea for him to attend the show as well. They surely could not easily afford to lose the MacDougal account.
Nathan enjoyed meeting his customers, many of whom he had never actually met face-to-face, and they in turn enjoyed his enthusiasm as he demonstrated his playful creations.
Then Dorothy MacDougal strode into the Turney Toys booth with her small entourage in tow. It was almost as a cloud descending upon them and even the lights seemed to grow slightly colder.
"Amanda Turney!" said Dorothy regally. "I assume you'll be prepared to meet with me for dinner this evening? I'm afraid I have rather a bone to pick with you!"
"Yes, of course, Mrs. MacDougal," replied Mandy meekly. "I have you on my planner for six o'clock at Consuelo's. And you'll be happy to know that Nathan will be joining us too!"
Dorothy MacDougal eyed Nathan icily. "Good. I'll see you both then." And she swept out just as briskly as she had entered.
Nathan and Mandy cooled their heels nervously for the remainder of the day, wondering what could possibly have caused such a chilly reception.
When they arrived at Consuelo's they found Dorothy MacDougal uncharacteristically quite alone. Ordinarily she would have no fewer than two assistants attending to her every business need. It was also not uncommon for her to have an attorney with her as well. But this night she was unaccompanied. The Turneys knew this could mean either good news or bad.
They sat and ordered drinks. Nathan and Mandy were dying of anxiety but did not know what to say apart from the usual pleasantries. Finally Dorothy raised an eyebrow and spoke firmly.
"Amanda, Nathan, I thought we had a relationship. I have always been a good customer, and as a result I have always expected to be the first one offered your newest products."
"Of course, Mrs. MacDougal-" Mandy began.
"Then why have I had to hear from my German distributor about Woody Turner Creations?"
Nathan and Mandy looked toward one another dumbfounded. They had been so careful to keep Turney Toys a squeaky-clean name in the industry that they were shocked to hear the department store matron even mention the name of their newest, secretive product line.
"Mrs. MacDougal, let me explain-" Nathan said.
"Macky D's Emporium needs this product, and I don't feel I should have to go all the way to Germany to buy products from you!" Dorothy bellowed.
"Macky D's?" Nathan asked incredulously. His mind began to fill in the blanks. "Do you mean to tell us that Macky D's Sex Emporium is a subsidiary of MacDougal's Department Stores?"
"Of course!" Dorothy said. "You mean you didn't know?"
"No, we surely didn't, Mrs. MacDougal!" exclaimed Nathan. We never would have thought-"
"What?" retorted Mrs. MacDougal. "That I would own a franchise of sex shops in addition to the department store chain? My dears," she said leaning in close, "I have never missed any opportunity to mix business with pleasure. Now then. May I expect to buy directly from your factory or not?"
"Most certainly, Mrs. MacDougal," Mandy beamed. "And are you aware that we also offer a boutique line? Let me show you a sample."
*****
And so went a year at Turney Toys. Business continued to flourish and the Turneys were delighted that they could afford to take all the profits from Woody Turner Creations and donate them to charity.
One day Mandy arrived at her husband's office, closing and locking the door behind her.
"Hey, honey, what's up?" he asked, looking up from his computer screen. "Don't tell me we're having supply issues again," he sighed.
"No, nothing like that," she said. "I just have a few minutes to take a little break and I need something from you."
"What's that, Babe?"
"Your cum."
"What?' Here? Now?" Nathan asked, suddenly quite excited, but trying to keep his voice down.
Mandy strode purposely toward him quickly unbuttoning her blouse and unclasping her bra.
"Yes, here, and yes, now," she whispered. "But you're going to have to be quiet. These walls are pretty thin."
Nathan had swiveled his chair from the desk and Mandy was already dropped to her knees before him. In a flash she had freed Nathan's cock and held it to her lips.
"Remember how we were talking the other night about needing to make more time for each other?" she breathed across the tip on Nathan's hardening cock.
"Mmmm-hmmm."
"Well, I figure that since we always take work home, we should bring some home to work."
And with that she dropped her mouth over his quivering erection and sucked hard.
Nathan was just barely able to reach the mouse to click his music on. Workers were used to music coming from his office, not moans of sexual ecstasy.
He brought up the volume just in time to mask a growl from deep in his throat.
Mandy took a brief breather to rub his length between her tits, which she squeezed together to increase the sensation.
"I told you I only had a few minutes, right?" Mandy teased. "I have to get back to finish payroll or we're going to have some angry employees. So now give me your delicious cum!"
She popped his purple tip back into her mouth and tongued it vigorously, pumping his shaft with her hand.
"Ooohhhh! Mmmmnh! Gaaaahhhh!" Nathan cried, stifling the sound as best he could.
His cock pulsed repeatedly as he erupted into his wife's mouth. Mandy was ready to receive every drop which she swallowed eagerly. She swirled her tongue all across and around Nathan's cock to make sure she had gotten all he had to offer.
Very quickly she righted her clothing as Nathan zipped up. She gathered the papers she had brought with her and glanced at her husband to make sure he was presentable.
"OK then," she said cheerily as she flung open the office door. "We'll finalize the new items for the catalog tomorrow."
She observed several employees scurrying through the hallway, none of them any the wiser for what had just occurred in Nathan's office.
"And honey, I'm pretty sure I ... er, we don't need a new wood supplier!" She winked at Nathan and hurried back to her own office.
*****
Not long after that, it was career day at Pinetree Elementary School, and the youngest Turney, Rachel, brought her parents to show them off.
"This is my Daddy," Rachel said proudly, taking him by the hand and leading him to the front of the classroom. "He invents exciting toys at his factory and my favorite thing in the whole wide world is when he brings the new ones home for me to play with!"
Mandy Turney watched with equal pride from her seat and thought, Me too, Rachel. Me too.