Lazy Afternoon | 2016

I've posted other stories about my wife Carrie, and how after 3 kids, I still get turned on by this tall, thin, firm blonde sexy creature.

Last Thursday morning as I am getting ready for work, she asks me what my work day is like. As normal, i'm facing a day of conference calls, meetings, deadlines. "Too bad" she says, as she explains that my oldest daughter is working, and both boys have plans to be at friends places. She gives me that sly stare as she brushes her hand over the crotch of my dress pants and then firmly grabs me while saying "you could've gotten lucky."

I get to work and begin assessing my calendar. A few phone calls later, and I've rearranged things to leave 12-3:30pm open. I phone Carrie and tell her that I'll be home around 12:20 but need to leave around 3pm. The morning flies by...

I get home to her standing in the kitchen barefoot wearing her tight AG jeans that show her ass off perfectly, and a green tank top which complements the green eyes that mesmerize me. Her nipples are visible under the tank top, as she's braless. On the counter she has laid out a feast of fruit, cheese, olives. A bottle of white wine and 2 glasses are out. Within minutes, we're standing there kissing, eating and sipping wine. She playfully says "get your ass upstairs while I put the food away."

Upstairs I'm sitting on the bed as she enters the room. She slips off her jeans, revealing the small pink panties that stop below her hip bones on her size 4 body. We have 2 hours on this hot sunny summer afternoon. Although she's gotten me down to my boxer briefs in seconds, we slow it down. For the next hazy hour, we kiss, nibble and pinch. She keeps me fully erect the entire time with constant touching outside the cloth of my underwear, and the room is filled with her scent. She gasps every time I touch her hard nipples through the cloth of her tank top, or rub the moist fold of her panties.

After an eternity of kissing, she begins tracing her mouth over my chin, then neck, chest, nipples, stomach, dancing her fingers over my cock but still outside of my boxer briefs. Finally she pulls off my shorts and lightly grabs my balls in her hand, while using the other to position my cock at her lips. For the next eternity, Carrie lightly licks and sucks all over my cock and balls until I eventually warn her that she's going to push me over the brink.

I lift her and lay her down on her back, gently tugging off her panties. I take her toes in my lips one by one, and gradually kiss and bite my way towards her thighs. As i reach her upper thigh, I recognize that familiar shudder that she always lets out when she needs my lips on her pussy. She grabs my head and forces me into her sweet pussy, which is even more dripping than usual. As I flick my tongue all over her clitoris, I moisten my fingers inside of her, and reach up to gently pinch her nipples under her tank top. At this point, she's writhing and moaning, trying to extend her intense pleasure, but not wanting to orgasm until we're fucking.

Finally she pulls my head away from her pussy, smiles at me, and says "fuck me now". As usual, we're both ready to climax within minutes of me being inside of her. After a one hour erection, I feel larger than usual, and she squeals and moans as I can feel the head of my cock brushing the g spot patch that stands out in her otherwise perfectly soft and wet pussy. I feel her body tense as she whispers that she's cumming, and I explode inside of her. For a few more minutes, we laid intertwined in the room scented by our bodies.

I look deeply into her green eyes to tell her I love her, and a tear rolls down her cheek. I ask her what is wrong, and she says "nothing is wrong, I just love you so much that I can't ever bear the thought of being without you ". Strangely, I understand her, because I feel the same way.

We shower together, and a she buttons my dress shirt for me as I prepare to head back to work. I love this woman.