| Straight: Husband and Wife: Marriage Is Boring. Sex Isn't. (1/3) |
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It was another normal night for me. In my late 30s, married and without children, I had little to do with my wife. It may seem clichéd but with my work keeping me busy and my wife feeling left alone every night, our marriage was falling apart. As a act of desperation, I decided to make this night... "special". As usual, I was supposed to be at work on this normal Monday but I had the day off thankfully, but why tell her? I was out of the house to surprise her and I simply reserved a small place for a couple of hours then once the hand hit four, I was off back to our house. I sneaked into the house and saw my wife just sleeping in bed. I stared at her still body. It was beautiful. She was at an average height but her legs made her seem like she could reach the stars. She was always oddly picky about shaving and persisted on keeping a shaven body even thought I insisted it was unnecessary since we're married now. Oh boy, was I wrong. She was in her white night gown and her brunette hair was spread out. Me being the gentleman I am, decided to go slowly. I walked over to the bed and appreciated her cute face, shaming myself for not complimenting her enough. I slid over on the bed, which made a springy noise, and I heard an "ehh..." from her but I think she was still asleep, just seemed like a noise she would make. I couldn't hold myself any longer from touching this jewel. I lay down next to her and started rubbing her breasts softly, still not wanting to wake her yet and oh, they were so soft. Not large though, just something which would nicely fit into my hand. I felt a twitch in my pants and couldn't help myself. I held her head and woke her up with a slight greeting. She was drowsy at this point but I could now feel her soft breath on my face as she understood what was going on. I slowly took off her gown; to my amazement, she wasn't wearing any underwear. From this wonderful sight, I was hard and she noticed. I could see the excitement in her eyes as she ripped off all my clothes as quickly as she could. She was strangely aroused and enthusiastic, like never before but there was no problem at all. She grabbed my cock as if she needed it to save her life while I was feeling her breasts. We quickly decided touching wasn't enough so I moved her on her back to get a view of her delicate body. I could feel my heart rate going up, I noticed I was already breathing a lot more, my body was physically preparing itself for anything and so as I moved myself forward, I slightly grazed her wet region then... stopped. She was surprised from this action as much as I wanted her to be. She asked what I was doing and I simply replied, "Put your clothes on. We're going out tonight." And she did so without any questions. She got dressed, this time into black. A long dress, which was rather revealing, yet still maintained so much dignity and elegance. Me on the other hand, a black suit. As we got ready, I playfully held out my hand asking, "Are you ready, milady?" She giggled as if we were in high school and answered, "Oh! Yes sir," moving her hand forward |
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