Thomas and Gerry (short for Geraldine) watched Netflix cuddled up on the couch. The kids, early teenagers, were finishing homework and/or studying. Married early, they had pushed through the early years of career and family, and were able to do so with the help of two sets of grandparents. Now, both were well established in their careers, they were starting to enjoy their mid-30's. They also had taken steps from an early age to talk to their children about anything and everything. So far, in the early teen years, it was paying off as their 13 and 14 year old still came to them for advice.
"What do you think, does she sleep with the guy?" muttered Tom.
"Probably, you know how these adult shows go..." she offered. "Oh, and don't forget the block party is this Saturday."
"How can I forget? After last year's 4th of July bash...everyone is talking about it. Think Phil will get plastered again?"
"Not according to his wife," she chuckled.
Phillip Morris had partaken a wee bit too much of the jungle juice last summer and had peed his pants just after sundown. He said he didn't remember it, but that might have been his cover story. When they finished the show, they checked on their kids.
"Need any help?" they chorused as they peaked in on them one, then the next.
"No, we're good. I'm okay." each had replied.
They went to bed, spending some time with pillow talk. They had a ritual, a practice of saying nice things to each other before nodding off. If they were fighting, which did happen like any married couple, then they talked about that. If it wasn't resolved, they would continue the next night, usually two nights was enough. Rarely had they disagreed into a third night. They dozed off after some compliments for the little things that made each other's lives better.
Tom woke up at 5am with a raging wood. These were more frequent when he was younger. As he was 35, he liked to take advantage and use them when they magically appeared. He slowly removed the blanket and sheet from Gerry. Her nightie was shoved in an awkwardly erotic way. One breast was fully exposed, and her tiny bottom was wedged into her crevice. Tom blew cold air on her exposed nipple until it started to get hard. She shivered, but that was all. He kissed it lightly, still no movement. He licked it, and she moaned. He smiled, and crept down to her bottom, lifting the waistband gently, and started to shimmy it down. She stirred, and when she did, he moved it down her bottom a little faster. She stirred more allowing him to get them off entirely.
He waited.
She was still. Then she started to roll over a bit so he grabbed and used a pillow to open her legs. He waited again. After a few moments, he could hear her soft breathing. He slowly and carefully went to the drawer that had his underwear. Lifting them up, he got his cock ring and lube. He went back to her side, placing the lube on the sill. The cockring he placed as far down as he could on his shaft. She was still asleep...so he started kissing his way up her semi open legs. She stirred a little.
As he got to the meeting place of her long legs, and opened her completely and started licking her kitty. After a moment, her body moved, opening her legs wider.
"Did you get one of your Woody Woodpeckers?" she sleepily said.
He now started sucking her lips into his. His tongue entered her, licking up and back, teasing her g-spot.
"So that's a yes I take it."
He continued eating her pussy. They had long learned what each liked and knew how to please each other.
'Bring me your cock then," she said.
He temporarily stopped to move so he was licking her from almost 69. She grabbed his meat, squeezed it several times before pumping it with her hand.
"Mmm, yes! Nice and hard. I love our sudden fuck-fests."
They were both up and aroused. He kept orally stimulating her, then he felt her wet lips on his hot rod.
"I love when you return the favor!" he moaned.
The liquid sensation had them both energized, and they suckled each other with renewed vigor. The wet sounds of her blowjob, and his licking up her wetness filled their ears. He ran his hands on her body in pseudo massage. She grabbed his waist and pushed his cock deeper in her mouth.
"Mmm, you gotta fuck me soon," she crooned.
"Don't mind if I do!" as he shifted, arranging himself next to her.
"I love when we fuck sideway," he could hear the smile in her voice.
"Yeah? Tell me why Gerry?
"Because it takes longer for you to cum, so I get my pussy fucked even longer," she said. She grabbed her breasts, rubbing it, squeezing it, then brought it up to lick her nipple. He lifted her leg from behind, then placed his mushroom tip at her lips and pushed in.
"Oh, and your dick hits my g-spot better this way," she continued licking her nipple.
His member inside her, he took a moment to simply enjoy his favorite body part encased in the sweet liquid embrace of her silky soft and warm maidenhead.
Then he pushed, aimed right at the little area of ridged folds just inside her lips. He poked at it repeatedly, her breath rising and falling with each thrust. He kissed her shoulders, leaving little wet spots he would blow air on. Pushing into her, she reached around to hold his body closer.
On and on, they made love like they had a hundred times. After a good while, he finally came inside her. She moaned and thanked him for taking care of her needs.
"No no, thank you for letting me get off!" He kissed her.
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Friday came, and Tom was gathering all the supplies they would need for the block party. Gerry was getting the lawn chairs and canopies together with the help of their kids. As it got closer to 3pm, families started setting their gear up in their front yards. Kids were riding around the block on their bicycles, scooters and skateboards. Some ramps were set up in the cul-de-sac. A pair of dads had closed off the street at the entrance with their sawhorse from their workshops. Beer already in their hands, they acted as the 'security' for the neighborhood.
By the time the sun was setting, food was cooking everywhere. There would be pie contest, the place setting contest, and for the dad's that brewed, a homebrew contest. Random fireworks were being lit. Kids ran around with sparklers and lit ground flowers. Mom's were gossiping while the men, once finished grilling, were talking sports.
Tom and Gerry, yes they were well aware of the cartoon, were talking to the Millers. They were far enough from the kids when Beth Miller asked,
"Have you watched Wanderlust on Netflix?"
They shook their heads, although they had seen it listed on the Top 25. "What is it about?" asked Gerry.
"A man and wife try to re-spark their sex life by having a 'hall pass'. They sleep with people they know, and try out an open relationship," said Beth. "It's more complicated than that, but you might want to check it out."
"Oh, okay. We'll see if it makes our rotation of shows," Gerry said noncommittally.
When another couple wandered over, they changed subjects. The time came to judge the different contests. Parents and kids voted on the pies, wives on the place settings and the men on the homebrews. As the 4th of July party came to an end, husbands and wives cleaned up before heading home.
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