We'd both had long, tiring days at work. Top that with running the kids to ball practice, fixing dinner and fighting to get the kids into bed and we were both more than ready to go to bed.
I was so tired. But still, as always happens when my wife got undressed for bed, my body responded with a raging hard-on. She was so damned beautiful and I was so damned lucky! The slope of her full, natural breasts, that still stood firm after all these years never failed to make my heart stop. And as she turned to place her jewelry in its cabinet, I marveled at the perfect shape of that ass. Firm, smooth and delicious. She worked out on a regular basis. She's one of those women who when you look at them from the back, you can see her pubes protruding down past her buttocks, the view unhindered by any suggestion of flab on her thighs. I was so damned lucky!
I moved behind her and nuzzled against the nape of her neck, kissing softly from just below her ear to her shoulder, then back up, sucking gently on her ear. I lightly caressed her shoulders with my fingertips, then ran them down her arms to grip her hands in mine. I held them firm as I repeated my attentions to the other side of her neck and shoulders. I pressed the hardness of my erection into the crevice of her buttocks to let her know that I was ready to go.
She moaned out her own arousal. She is a very highly sexed woman, another reason that I am lucky. It doesn't take much to get her going, and I know her well enough to know which buttons to push.
She turned, so I released her hands. She pressed herself against me, the hardness of her nipples pressing against my chest, yum. She put her arms around my neck and turned her face upwards, inviting me to kiss her. We kissed for a good five minutes; she is such a good kisser! Among other things.
Gently I picked her up and lay her on the bed. She cried out softly as I entered her in one smooth, slow motion. She gyrated her hips against me, pressing her sweet sex against my swollen manhood.
Once I knew that she was good and moist, that she had opened up enough to be comfortable with my erection within her, I began to quicken my pace. She softly whispered her encouragement to me, "Oh yeah, that's it baby, give it to me. Fuck me! Fuck me!"
She looked so fucking hot! Her legs up over my shoulders, her pendulous breasts moving in time to my pounding into her sweet box, a light down of blonde hair covering her nether lips where I could see my cock sliding in and out of her. And a fantastic, pre-orgasmic, angelic look on her face as she called out my name, an angel telling to "fuck me, Damnit!"
Oh damn! It hit me before I was ready, before I knew it was coming. Literally. My balls drew up and I felt that familiar feeling as my orgasm approached. I cried out blissfully as I shot spurt after joyous spurt into my lovely wife, "AAARRRGGGGHHHHH..UUNNGGG!!"
I had to slow and stop. It was so sensitive now that I couldn't take it. I fell off of her and lay on my back beside her.
She looked at me with that "What?" look on her face. I'd like to say she was looking at me with shock on her face, but alas, this wasn't the first time this had happened.
I was so tired. All of my energy had drained from me through my manhood.
