They decided to stay in bed late. They should have been down at the farm working, but it was only 31 degrees out and it was nicer to cuddle and stay in the warm bed. They decided to start their farm work by midmorning.
They spoke of a huge omelet and toast for breakfast. Fresh coffee. But neither of them had taken any action on those plans yet.
Tim felt his erection in his sweats.
"Babe, I'm hard. Are you up for it?"
He heard air escape through Rebecca's nose and felt the bed shake lightly. She was laughing at him: they'd been married for 23 years, and she knew him well.
"You are never
not
horny..." She shook her head and rolled over to face Tim.
"I can't help it..." He said sheepishly.
"You might be able to talk me into it." Rebecca said. "But you know I need a lot of kissing..."
Tim was gentle, the way Rebecca liked it. He kissed her slowly and tenderly, moving his mouth over hers. Their tongues touched and clasped.
He knew that Rebecca loved the spoons position. "
I get to just lay there and cum, while you do all the work.
" She told him many years ago, with an impish smile.
He turned Rebecca over to his left. It was a bit forceful, but she didn't seem to mind. With two fingers, he slid her panties down over her cheeks, and could feel her smooth bottom.
He found her labia with his penis and rubbed it up and down her slit, looking for some moisture. He didn't have to look hard - she was always wet - "
It's a blessing and a curse
." she had told him when they'd first met. He entered slowly, feeling her open to him.
He felt Rebecca adjust her position slightly to get to the right angle as he thrust slowly. This was Rebecca's favorite position; she enjoyed the force, the pressure, the speed...and the orgasms.
Tim picked up the pace of his thrusts until they were fucking quite hard. He wanted to be gentle, which is how she liked it, but in this position, the harder they fucked, the stronger her orgasms.
"I'm so wet..." Rebecca half gasped.
