My loving wife's secret love language is random acts of service. She is a firm believer that actions speak louder than words. Not only does it make her life easier, she knows she's not in this alone.
We have been together for over 20 years and there needed to be a rhythmic balance to maintain a great relationship.
By this point, I know just how she likes things. Furthermore I don't need to be reminded, with a post-it note, to tell me what needs to be done.
I always try to utilize this reward system partly for my own selfish reasons. It seems the more I do throughout the day she shows her appreciation with sexual deeds.
It was a long autumn Saturday and I was simply exhausted after I took the kids to their party, cleaned the kitchen, organized the garage, and managed to put out all the Halloween decorations.
I headed to bed in hopes that my dutiful wife would give me an atta boy blow job. Much to my dismay she was already asleep.
She laid there peacefully on her side curled into a fetal position. Her eyes fluttered as she spiraled into her REM sleep pattern. She made little whimpers and moans as I covered her up and kissed her forehead.
I crawled in bed, tired, defeated, and in dire need of some rest. I restlessly tossed and turned attempting to turn off my brain and ignore my aroused dick.
I finally managed to get comfortable on my stomach. I slowed my breathing and began to drift into the depths of my dreamland.
I was almost asleep but my wife had other plans for me and my cock.
I continued to lay there in my Saturday night slumber when I felt her hand on my leg. She started to rub the back of my thighs then her hand traveled to my ass as she patted it for me to roll over.
I rolled over and she was naked and ready to blow. I was half staffed when she pulled my shorts down. She started rubbing my cock till I was fully hard. She continued to maul me while she grinded the pillow between her long legs.
She leaned over and wrapped her lips around my meaty head. She continued to stroke the shaft with her hand while her mouth enveloped my head.
When she released her grip, I thrusted into her wide welcoming mouth. She took me all the way in, moaning heavily and enjoying each pillow thrust.
After a few minutes, she repositioned herself on her knees. Her ass was in the air pointed at my face. I couldn't resist the open invitation. I caressed her ass and teased her opening from behind. I gave her a few fingers to satiate her dripping open wet pussy.
She started sucking me with authority to my finger banging rhythm. Her moans muted from the mouthful of my manhood.
