Early in my career...like 30 years ago, I worked for a cpa firm that required lots of travel. It was all rural west Texas and we traveled extensively...like a different place every week. We worked as a team and we had to travel in pairs. We had 2 or three gals that worked with us and they were all three attractive in their own way, but wouldn't stop traffic either way. One of them came from a very small town and was obviously the "big fish in a small pond" when it came to looks and popularity in High School, but just blended in with the wood work in the big city. I was a newlywed at the time and was very satisfied in the sack at home and never gave a thought about straying at that time. When you travel 3 or 4 hours on a one way trip with someone all sorts of things come up in conversation. One particular monday morning she mentioned that she had met a new guy and had gone out on a date. She said that "it had been a while" and they spent the weekend in the bedroom. Then she asked, do all guys want girls to talk dirty to them? I told her no, only the ones that had a pulse and were on the right side of the dirt. She giggled and the subject changed. A couple of weeks later she was snoozing and I was driving just listening to the radio. She woke up when we stopped at stop light and the usual banter about most everything started. I asked her if she was still seeing the new BF and she said yes, and he was a really great guy. I said good glad she had found someone that she liked. There was a long pause in the conversation and she said, " Remember when I asked you if all guys liked dirty talk?" I said yes, why? She said she really didn't know how to do that and her boyfriend keeps telling her to "talk dirty to me baby" and I just don't know what to say. Then she asked "if I ask you to do me a favor, will you promise to keep it between us?" I said sure, what do you have in mind? She said will you let me practice talking dirty to you...tell me what is a turn on and what is stupid. I never gave all of the potential ramifications a second thought and said sure. Then for the next 2 or 3 weeks we spent all of our travel time in an exchange of passionate words. I quit wearing khakis on travel day because invariably I leaked through. It got to be such a habit in the way we talked that we almost always had a slip of the tongue somewhere in front of someone else. One night after a couple of weeks of this my phone rang..remember the precell phone days..it was the hotel room phone. It was her and she said that she was gonna call her boyfriend and try phone sex with him for the first time and wanted to run something past me..I was laying on my bed in a robe and let us just say that she had a very effective phone technique and I had a good time. At the time, I don't think she had any idea I was an active participant. The talk tapered off and about three months later she told me she was turning in her resignation to take a new job. I told her that I wished her well and she replied that her sex life was better than she could imagine, how could she ever repay me and winked..I said that we would have to leave it in the fond memories department and just tell your uptight friends what a great consultant I am..It might be a new business opportunity for me, and just laughed it off. A year later my wife and I were invited to her wedding to the boyfriend. 25 years later, both of us with spouses and kids in tow run into each other in the airport. We sat and chatted. She said she would never forget how I made her such a good lover...and she still needed to make it up to me. And indeed she has, many times over. Never doubt the power of the sexy dirty filthy talk that can accompany sex. The most powerful orgasms occur between the ears.
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