Aurora
I popped the little blue pill from the blister pack, swallowed it with a sip of water as I stood in the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around my waist after my shower. It was more in hope than expectation but it was Saturday evening and if I was to get lucky it only happened on Saturday nights so as the boy scout motto says 'Be Prepared'.
We had been married now for close to thirty years, my wife Aurora and I had married after a long courtship, we are happy with each other and still loved each other madly but over the years our sex life had dwindled until it was virtually non-existent. She was a lecturer at the local high school, a head of department while I was the works manager of a medium sized production company. Both jobs brought their stresses back home with us and I usually worked a ten hour day and felt exhausted when I got home, while she would have the problems from school along with a lot of marking to do that took up most of her evenings, so you can see that our sex life suffered because of this.
Midweek sex had long since disappeared from our routine and Saturday nights were the only time we felt enough relief from the stress to indulge ourselves. Since Aurora went through the menopause she had lost a lot of her sex drive so even this was not guaranteed but I took the pill to bolster my flagging erections in the hope she would allow me to make love to her.
I say 'make love', there was very little love making now, no foreplay involved. We would go to bed, if I was going to get lucky she would nudge me and pull up her nighty. I would quickly reach for a condom; even though she had no chance of getting pregnant she did not want 'the mess' as she called it inside her. I would get on top, she would turn her head on the pillow to look away, as if the wallpaper was more interesting to look at.
Usually after three pumps and a squirt it was all over, I would roll off her and she would roll onto her side and promptly fall asleep while I would lay on my back feeling unsatisfied despite having had my relief until I slowly drifted off myself. Tonight who knows? We could find our lost spark and make the most glorious love together, however, I thought that every Saturday.
My wife Aurora, or Rora as I called her was a remarkable woman, of average height with shoulder length dark hair glistening with streaks of grey falling in wrinklets that gave her a wild look hinting at a carefree attitude although she dressed very conservatively as befitting of a senior lecturer both for work and away from it. Her body still drew admiring glances when we were out and about, her breasts quite large and voluptuous with full hips and a gorgeous backside. I still fancied her as much as the day I first saw her and wished she would wear more alluring clothing away from work, maybe some sexy lingerie but she never did. Everything she wore was fashionable and flattered her but would never look cheap or tarty, even under her clothes she wore practical full panties and functional bras that held her full breasts comfortably.
We had a happy marriage and enjoyed each others company, we had a wide circle of friends and our social lives were busy, filled with laughter and the easy going relaxed way of an established married couple. I adored her, loved her to my core and would often bring her flowers or little gifts so show her I still did after all these years, which I know she appreciated and she showed her love for me by always being considerate and caring towards me, giving me kisses before I left for work and on my return. We had everything, or so I thought.
I came out of the bathroom and she was already in bed, the duvet up around her chin and was softly sleeping already. I sighed, my burning erection would have to go without again tonight and another week without relief was all I had to look forward to. I got into bed and snuggled up, spooning behind her with my erection pressing against her delicious backside hoping she would wake and let me make love to her but she just made some noise in her sleep, so I rolled over and tried to get some sleep while my cock ached. I thought about going to the bathroom and quickly taking care of myself but for some reason masturbation was something I never indulged in, I thought it a betrayal to her even though I doubt she could have cared less and would probably be happy she didn't have to have me on top of her, but that was how I felt so I resigned myself to another week of frustration and eventually dropped off into slumber.
The following Tuesday was a blazing hot day in August. Rora was in the middle of the summer break at school so I knew she would be free, I took the afternoon off to surprise her. Thinking I would treat her to lunch out in the countryside at a restaurant she particularly enjoyed.
I drove home and pulled the car up on the drive. I hadn't phoned to let her know as I thought the would be happy to see me turn up and to whisk her off for the afternoon.
