Kind words re-invigorate a marriage.
This happy tale was inspired by a great Literotica story I read recently,
"Summer School" by BumbleCat
. Check it out.
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Bob walked stiffly down the carpeted hall of his house. He paused to stretch and the fifty-nine-year-old complained, "Oh, my aching back."
He entered the kitchen jonesing for his morning coffee and thinking about a project at work. He saw his wife of forty years sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper. Sue was wearing a silky bathrobe over her cotton print nightgown and drinking her morning cup of tea.
He went to the coffeemaker. Some words he'd read last night in a Literotica story popped into his head. He stopped, turned to his partner, and said enthusiastically, "Good morning, Gorgeous Girl!"
"What?" Sue said. She pulled her nose out of the newspaper and gave him a big smile. There was a look of surprise on her face.
"Gorgeous? Hardly." She laughed, fluffed her gray hair, and said, "I'm an old lady."
He went to her and kissed her on the lips. "You're not old, Mrs. Johnson. Don't you know, fifty-eight is the new thirty?" he teased.
"Thank you, honey. That's sweet," she replied.
She surprised him by pulling his head to hers and planting a big, passionate kiss on his lips. He responded in kind. The old, married couple kissed with uncommon ardor considering their age and how long they'd been married.
When they were first married, these parents of two grown daughters really used to heat up the sheets. That wasn't the case lately. They'd settled into a cohabitation routine more akin to roommates than lovers.
"Oh!" Bob groaned. He hugged her and said, "I like the fire in your kiss."
"Mmmm," she moaned. "You've always had my number. Your compliment reminded me of earlier days. You brought the teenager Sue out. She likes the warmth and softness of your lips.
They kissed again. This time it was a hot, open kiss. Bob reached through her robe, found, and fondled a soft, saggy breast.
After touching her through her nightgown, he slipped his hand through the neck opening of her loose gown and placed his bare hand on her bare flesh. He squeezed and caressed her boob.
She stayed cheek-to-cheek with her husband and said, "Sad, isn't it? My boobs aren't what they used to be." She laughed and added, "They aren't even where they used to be!"
He kissed the tip of her nose, looked her in the eye, and said, "To me, you're still as beautiful and desirable as when we started dating. Sure, your body has changed. So has mine. When I look at you, I see that hot cheerleader who agreed to go to the movies with me and made me the happiest guy at Franklin High."
"Oh, you sweet-talking man," Sue said. She came in for another kiss.
"Mmm."
"Oh."
"Ahh."
"Ohhh."
They continued to kiss and moan. Bob caressed his wife's breasts and her erect, rubbery nipples.
Sue felt something nudge her arm. She pulled back, smiled broadly, and asked, "What's that?"
"I understand why you're confused. It's hasn't made an appearance in a while," he said.
She reached out and grabbed his penis. She squeezed it and said, "Mmmm. That's a thick, hard erection. It'd be a shame to let it go to waste."
"You're right!" Bob said. He released her boob and pulled her out of her chair.
"Ah!" she squawked. " What are you doing?"
He threw open her robe, pulled her nightgown up, hooked his fingers in her panties, and pulled them down. He threw her briefs over her shoulder. They landed on the window sill. He lifted his little lady and sat her bare ass on the small, round kitchen table.
"What are you doing?" she asked again. This time with a big smile on her face.
He knelt between her legs and buried his head in her crotch. He breathed in her scent and kissed her vagina.
"Oh," she groaned. "Wait. We can't do this here." She pushed on his broad shoulders.
He smiled and said, "This isn't the first time we've had sex on the kitchen table."
"God! That was decades ago when we were young and foolish."
"And constantly horny," Bob said, grinning from ear-to-ear.
He stood and said, "I don't see the problem. We're adults alone in our home. And I have this big erection." He pointed at the tent in his pajama bottoms.
They both laughed.
Bob knelt again, put his face between her legs, and ate her.
"Oh! Oh!" she moaned.
He lapped her sex and drank the tangy fluid that flowed from her. He switched from licking her sex and focused on tonguing her clit.
"Ah. Oh. Oh!" she responded.
He continued his assault. She stopped her periodic moaning and began making a low, continuous sound.
"That's her 'I'm about to cum' sound," he thought to himself. "If I continue with the oral sex she'll orgasm. It's been a while since she's come on my cock. I want that."
He took his tongue away from her button and stood.
Her eyes opened and she moaned, "Please don't stop."
Bob grabbed his cock and rammed it home.
"OH MY GOD!" Sue cried. Her eyes rolled back into her head.
Bob slid in and out of her slow and deep. After a short 'getting to know you' phase, he fucked her like a madman.
She started screaming like a madwoman and came on his cock.
He felt her pussy pulse. He fucked her through her climax.
"Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh," she chanted as she had a second orgasm.
Bob felt his wife tremble in his arms. She moaned one too many times and he came with a loud groan and a hard thrust.
The two of them held on to each other as wave after wonderful wave of pleasure cascaded through their bodies.
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That afternoon Vivian, the divorcee who lived next door, stopped by the Johnson house. She walked around back and let herself in the unlocked kitchen door. She saw her friend sitting on the family room couch knitting. Sue was humming a happy tune.
