Honey Needs Me At Home

I had a GM Pick Up for 18 years that I had restored and it was in show room condition. The trouble with a small truck or utility vehicle, is that once you have a family, you have a problem to fit everybody in.

My car was perfect, inside, outside and underneath. You could comb you hair in the reflection of the paint, and that was just underneath the car. All up, we had a total of 3 GM cars.

Honey and I had been married 4 years, in our early 30s and started having children. I had a good job and also a weekend business. This meant Honey could quit her bank job and manage family.

Things were going well. We bought our second married house close to the city, and things were humming along well, professionally, and with our marriage.

We took a holiday to a southern beach resort. At a nearby car lot, I saw up on display ramps, a Ford convertible Mustang. It was the same type and colour that I've always wanted.

I pulled up in front of the dealership as I couldn't believe they had wxacrly whatvI wanted.

Being the confident alpha, I pointed to it and said to Honey, "I'm going to get that."

Honey had definitely found her voice in our marriage and replied "Over my dead body."

Now I don't know if I'm a good negotiator or Honey loves me too much, but I got the car.

But I did have to sacrifice my Pick Up as a trade in. That really hurt. Also, I had been saving $100 a month for 11 years, so I had money put away to fund this purchase. After driving a hard bargain, I was able to trade my car in and withdraw some funds with a bank cheque for the difference.

I did get a record price for my GM Pick Up, but I was very happy and bought the Mustang.

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I had bought us each a new car when we got engaged and when we had rhe dirst baby. it was time to move cars on.

The Mustang could be my drive to work car. But I was thinking I don't want to buy two brand new cars as to get two lots of depreciation. That's a lot of money to loose each year.

I should get either a car that was a bit of a banger, or another Mustang. I thought about it, talked it over with Honey and decided to get a GT Mustang. Honey is not a car girl, but she is pretty good with my shenanigans of trading cars, houses and projects.

With my new search, I had missed out on a white mustang by 20 minutes. In the meantime, I had come upon one I could import from the original owner. The Importer was sending me photos of it after we had a deal in principle.

Three years before, I had taken a lease for a new work car. The lease was soon expiring, and it was also time to upgrade Honey's station wagon. A lot of the managers at my work took a car lease and let their wife drive the new car, while they drove something else. I thought that this was a good idea and had extended my lease an extra 6 months ro give me time to sort things out and not be rushed. I'd been over paying my monthly payments which meant my residual value was reduced lower than expected, and the payout figure was now only $11K.

Honey selected a sparkling burgundy Ford Falcon as the next car. I ordered it, but upgraded it to a Fairmont Ghia without telling her. The Ford dealer gave me a $20K trade for my modern GM car. So I paid the old lease out of $11K in the morning, signed the bank lease for the full value of the new Ford at lunchtime, and the dealership gave me the new car together with a cheque for the $20K trade in at the end of the afternoon. A good day so far that would only get better.

I called Honey on the way from the new car to establish where she was. She was going to the Westfield shopping centre with our two boys. So I headed that way too while we chatted on our in car phones. It was so funny that of 3,000 car parks, we parked right beside each other coming from opposing directions, pulling in to the parallel parks at the same time.

She was oblivious rhat her parking neighbour was her husband until I got out, stood up and called out. The surprise caught her off guard and she was speechless. It was priceless.

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So after I bought us food, Honey and I swapped keys and I took our boys home in her old car. I pulled into our garage, got them out and took them upstairs. It was bath and bed time. I read them a story and tucked them in.

Kids are a lot of work! Anyway I went out to the mail box and found a letter from the importer. I brought it upstairs, opened the envelope, looked at the photos, decided it was perfect and left them on the dining table for later. I'd call him to confirm the deal in the morning.

I made myself coffee and was thinking about a shower. Honey really didn't have much of a drive of the new car and pulled into the garage soon after that. Hearing that noise, I made a cup tea for her and put it on the table so it was waiting.

Honey was all smiles coming in the door.

She said "New car smell is fantastic isn't it."

I said that "It's the smell of freedom.''

Upon seeing the mustang photos on the table Honey commented "That car looks good. If you like it, don't mess around and miss out on it like the white one. Just get it."

When your given the green light to buy a car or for wife sex, silence and action is important.

Shower time, them bed. It was only 9pm. It had been a good day. I got Honey a surprise new car and decided on one for me. Nice!

I was laying in bed thinking, do I chance my luck with Honey now, or perhaps spoil a good day. Honey beat me to it.

She murmured "I know it is Thursday and not the weekend yet. But how about you get the KY jelly out of the drawer." It wasn't a question.

As it turned out for us, anal sex was on the Thursday menu normally, not every week, but on the menu. I never discussed it with Honey. Why question a good thing?

With my princess, I don't have to be asked twice for any offer. I rolled over and got the tube. Honey stripped off her night dress and undies, and was ready. It takes a man a little longer.

She had gotten onto all fours in front of me, so I squeezed the tube contents onto my finger and lubed up her back door. As soon as she made the offer I had started to get firm in anticipation, then hard. Using my index finger to lubricated her chocolate star fish gave me the desired hardness. I added gel to me as well just to be sure. I cleaned my hand with bed side antiseptic wipes, then fitted dick to her back door.

Usually, I put myself firmly against her hole and let her wiggle back until I'm in and just wait. This felt great. Now I wait for her next move as I don't want to hurt her.

When she is ready, she will move to take more of me in. Once I'm really in, she lets me slide the 7 inches home. She likes how dick is the perfect size for back door fun. Not too big, not too small. It must be a goldilocks dick.

Anyway I bottom out and gently thrust away. In our marriage, we never have had to worry about contraception. The doctors had told Honey that she couldn't have children. We found one that helped get her body in a cycle so that she could. Now we have 2 little boys and I know she would like a girl. With what we doing tonight, we weren't making a baby anyway.

Our bedroom adventures were at least weekly and I'm given back door access every 2 or 3 weeks. It just happens that way. Tonight is special. It's a little celebration I suppose.

I grab both Honey's boobs and gently squeeze as I slip as deep as possible. She likes it a little rough. In the dim light I see her move her shoulder so that her left hand can go to her clit to ensure her own release.

Next, she started moving her finger on her clit and sort of swaying her hips to jiggle her butt around. I didn't stop moving and heard her get release, then I rammed dick all the way home.

I felt my balls let go and stayed inside her as long as possible until I started to shrink and plop out. Now that was pretty good. We did pit stops to clean up, then sleep came fast.

During the next week I got a call at work from Honey.

She asked "Can we have a little girl?

My reply with a laugh was "Honey you'll have a 49% chance of having 3 boys. They'll drive you nuts. I know, they'll be mine."

She was happy either way.

So I told her "I'm happy to support whatever you want to do."

I had put work on notice that I needed a few days off to collect my car when it was ready. I had plenty of airline points and a manager friend at the Hilton who could get me a complimentary room at their property 900 miles away. I did a lot of business with them.

I detailed Honey's old wagon with my Dad and installed a new windscreen. It sold in a week and now I had the needed funds.

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The plan was to take my eldest boy with me for company to get the GT. Our one way flights were free, as was the Hilton. I only had to spring for the cab fare and breakfast. I brought bags, toddler seat and other items. My buddy down there was collecting us in the morning at the Hilton, and we were going to the Importer to settle and collect. I had the bag of cash, and was ready.

The GT was exactly as described, so the money change was easy. The baby seat was installed quickly and the bags put in the car. Saying goodbye to my mate and the Importer, we headed to the petrol station to fill up and call Honey.

I knew she was going to the Doctor's office for a blood test as we had started trying for the next baby.

I called her mobile phone. No answer.

After having 2 boys through the same Dr, I knew the Doctor's receptionist pretty well.

So I called their office and got the Matron. She was always nice. Apparently Honey had already been in there earlier with son Number 2 and had gone already. I had missed her.

I was told "I've got Honey's blood results from today, and she is good to go."

It sounded like collecting a car from the repair shop and I had to smile.

Matron told me "We will need you to come in for a contribution to make this all happen.''

After explaining that I was 900 miles away, there was no time for science to help us, but let nature take its course. I thanked her and cracked on.

Matron's last words were "You'll be needed at home."

I got the map out and selected the shortest highway home. Twenty minutes later at the traffic lights I stalled the GT and it had to be clutch started. Great! Long story short, stops for new battery and alternator were required that would delay me and steal time.

I drove through that afternoon and over night with regulation stops, until I couldn't continue. So we pulled into a truck stop and had a nap in the middle of the night. After a nap, we kept going in the dark.

Honey called me when the sun came up to tell me to hurry home, and that she was in pain from how her body had reacted to the medication.

The GT was an excellent cruiser and I was keeping to 60 miles an hour. I would stop for petrol, throw water over my face and head to keep awake, take bathroom breaks, then get going again.

We were eating the miles and reducing the distance to home and Honey. To help pass the time, I was singing songs that I learned at school to my son. We were laughing and joking having fun, which made this car trip memorable and enjoyable. I noticed that the longer it took, the more tired the little bloke became.

I drove into our drive way at lunchtime, collected our son and went upstairs.

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Honey and Mr Number 2 were so happy to see us. Honey gave me a huge hug.

She whispered into my ear, "Put the boys to bed please and hurry up."

I did so and they went to sleep very quickly. Mr Number 2 must have been just as tired as Mr Number 1nas it disnt take long.

Honey was in the kitchen facing away from me, cutting lunch up on the bench. She was wearing a white sleeveless top with navy blue slacks that had white stars in the material and a zip down the right side at the waist. She had slide on shoes with a flat heal that added a little height to her tall frame.

With her wavy shoulder length brown hair, beautiful face, green eyes and gorgeous nature, she was perfect. When hugging me, the top of her head would come up to my chin.

I came up to Honey from behind and gave her a hug. My fingers started to rub her head and I gave her scalp a massage. I pressed my body up against her back and my hands were now roaming over her breasts. I reached underneath her top and pulled them out so that my hands could access her soft skin and I started pulling her nipples to get her motor running. With her erect nipples, I could tell she was enjoying this.

Next thing I did was to reach for the pants zipper on her right hip and I pulled it down together with her underpants, letting them fall to the floor. I grabbed her by the hips and moved her body back a little and in doing so, let my hand slide around her buttocks and underneath so that I could start feeling the folds of her intimate skin.

I slipped my thumb inside of her to reveal she is was very wet already.

With my free hand, I pushed her shoulders forward a little so that her upper body was at an angle, so she put her elboes on the bench. She was leaned over with her pants on the floor. Next I pulled my pants down and slipped my dick easily inside of her.

Honey said with a smile in her voice "I've been waiting for this, I just need you to fuck me OK."

So here I am standing in our kitchen, inside my wife and I am giving it to that poor girl so much so, she's rising off the floor on her tippy toes with eaxh thrust. I kept going inside of her until I explode. This delight was unexpected, but it was a pretty wonderful thing that we were doing, not just a physical sex act, but trying to make another person.

We finished, I pulled up her pants so she had some decency, and then she went to freshen up, I did the same after her..

We had some lunch and were just happy saying what has happened in the last couple of days. Our boys woke up later that afternoon from their nap, so we had a play and I did some normal stuff like mow the yard. Honey and I shared a cool drink together and were very lovey.

She made us all dinner and afterwards I gave our boys a bath, before a story and bedtime. Honey and I watched a little bit of TV without much interest. Thoughts were not on TV.

Earlier than usual, she said " It's time for us to go to bed."

I turned off the television and we headed to the front of the house to the bedroom and both hopped in after peeling off our clothes.

There was no pyjamas required tonight as we got comfy in the bed. I got a bit familiar with Honey with my hands running all over her body.

She said to me "What do you think you're doing Mister?''

My reply was pretty simple and to the point. I just told her "The doctor told me to make sure I add to the count."

By which time, I'm now pretty hard because I had expected that we needed to play a bit more, so without much fanfare Honey let me play with her boobs, then spread her legs which allowed me access where I needed to go.

I just slipped into her because she was still wet from earlier. I love it when she moves underneath me and is so tight that it's just like my dick is being gripped and squeezed. Tonight was no different.

We went at each other like rabbits, until we couldn't do anymore and for what seemed like an explosion as I let a second lot go.

This was a lot of fun and there was no clean up required tonight, so we just went to sleep and in the morning we woke up before the boys. Or I should really say, I woke up, and because we've gone to bed with no pyjamas, and there'd be no getting out of bed for pit stops, we were both still nude.

Honey looked pretty impressive in that fashion and given it was morning, dick was in the military and standing at attention.

I just thought let's not miss another opportunity here shall we. Honey was lying facing away from me, so I gently moved her left knee and thigh forward which allowed me full access to the centre of her body.

I just put dick up to her entrance and slowly eased my way in. I grabbed hold of Honey's hips for leverage and let that girl have it. It was no time for gentleness. Our boys would be up soon, so I didn't want us interrupted and I continued until I exploded juice into her body.

The last few days had been 2 flights, managing our son, buying a car, driving home 900 miles with dramas stealing time, and guaranteed sex.

I could hear the smile in honey's voice as she said " And what do you think you were doing at this time in the morning?"

With a laugh I said " I was just making sure to give you every chance for a baby."

Honey said "Don't give me that, you just wanted some more pussy Mister."

She turned, gave me a smile, a light punch on the arm and a kiss.

We got out of bed, dressed and started our day.

As it turns out, we got our daughter. She's 21 now and doing a double degree at university. Pixie is a wonderful young lady, just like Honey.

I must say, those were the best 900 miles that I've ever driven, as I was needed at home.