"Do you think that you can keep up with me?" Rebecca asked, looking over at Eric.
"Of course I can. Do you think that you can keep up with me?" he asked her.
"I think so, but you might have to slow down a bit if you want me to," Rebecca said. "Just keep it to a moderate grind instead of your quick pace."
"That's fine with me," Eric said. "I like your pace better."
"If you want, you can go ahead and go as fast as you want, I will just keep working with my own pace," Rebecca said.
"No," Eric said. "I do that all the time. I want to stay with you this time."
"Oh," Rebecca said, breathing hard. "Okay. If you really want to and you don't mind."
"I really want to," Eric said, slowing his pace, seemingly full of energy.
"
I don't like when he slows down for me, it kind of throws off my pace,
" Rebecca thought.
"Okay," is what she said instead.
"
I like slowing down and getting behind her so I can watch her ass move,
" Eric thought.
"Okay," is what he also said.
They were spending two blissful weeks alone together, just the two of them, so they could finish their house and have some "alone time" at the same time.
"
Just focus on breathing. Don't worry about the pace. Don't worry about how distracting Eric is, just think about something else,
" Rebecca thought.
By now Rebecca was hot and sweaty, breathing hard and heavy. She didn't feel like going on, but did so for Eric's sake. She looked at him and he was merrily just keeping pace, and hadn't even broke a sweat. She told him to go on, and she meant it. He obliged her and picked up his pace. She knew that he would come back and slow down with her once he had gone as fast as he wanted to. He just needed to go faster than she did. It wasn't a competition, but in order for him to get what he wanted, he needed to go quicker. She was fine with moving at her own speed while he moved at his.
He went ahead, leaving her to move at her own speed. It was nice for her not to have to worry about slowing him down as he sped on ahead, getting what he wanted.
By the time he came back to her he was out of breath and freely sweating. Releasing his reigns gave him exactly what he needed.
Eric kept up with Rebecca after that, going where she wanted to go, just enjoying being together. Although Rebecca couldn't keep up with Eric when he did go faster, she did stay in the moment herself and enjoy their closeness.
When they had finished their run, Rebecca had found out that her time had improved and Eric was happy that she decided to start jogging with him again. He was appreciative of being willing to go for a jog with him, and let her know just that. Even if she couldn't keep up with him, he still got everything that he wanted, a nice run, a nice view and wonderful company.
Inside the house, Eric let Rebecca shower first, stating that he was going to eat breakfast first and headed towards the kitchen. She heard him opening cabinets, moving dishes, etc. She started the water, stripped down, put her jogging clothes in the dirty clothes, and stepped into the water. The feeling of the water running over her body felt good. She just stood under the water, letting it soak her. She washed her hair first, then she soaped up her hands and lathered her entire body. She felt her bikini line and decided that she needed to clean up a little down there, so she used a little soap and scrubbed herself better. That is when she noticed movement at the shower curtain opening and knew that Eric was watching her. Instead of pretending to be annoyed, she leaned her head back into the stream of water and let out a little moan while she scrubbed her nether region. She peaked down and saw Eric smiling like the cat who caught the canary.
"I saw you there," Rebecca said. "I'm getting ready to shave."
"I thought that you did, don't let me stop you." Eric said.
"I'm not going to let you stop me," Rebecca said, warningly.
Eric could see that the rubbing of her hand had excited her a little, and her pussy lips were slightly swollen. Just watching her shower was a turn on for him, especially when she touched herself. He quickly stripped down and stepped into the shower.
"Just what do you think that you are dong mister?" Rebecca asked teasingly.
"I'm getting a better look at you," Eric said.
Eric got down on his hands and knees and kissed and lightly licked the outer folds of her pussy. She blocked the water from hitting his face, at first, but she thought that it was a little funny to see if he would move away if she let it hit him in the face, but he was relentless. He kept on licking her while water shot him in the face. She smiled to herself as she watched him close his eyes and keep tonguing her pussy.
"
That's no fun,
" she thought to herself, and blocked the water once more.
His persistence paid off and she started to get turned on as well. His tongue on her clit and had got her motor humming. When he pressed it in-between her lips, into her center with his entire tongue, she felt a surge rush to her crotch. She started slowly humping his face. His mouth felt good against her flesh, and she enjoyed every bit of attention that he was giving her pussy. Rebecca raised her leg and put it on the edge of the tub, offering him a better angle to work with.
With this better access, Eric attacked her relentlessly, licking up and down her creases and flicking her clit before pushing his tongue deep into her over and over again. When she started grinding into his face, he pressed a finger into her, massaging inside her pussy with his finger and outside with his tongue.
She knew his cock was rock hard without even looking. He got semi hard just looking at her pussy, and became rigid if he touched it in any way. He loved her pussy, and she knew it. He has always loved it. He dreams about it and fantasizes about it all the time. She was happy that he still longed for her, even after all of their time being married. His passion for her has never wavered. He put his tongue into her as often as he could, when she would let him and they had time for it. He savored every taste, enjoying every opportunity to lick her pussy. His mouth worked wonders, also. She thought about this as he licked, sucked and greedily lapped her pussy. She felt herself letting go, felt her body trying to push toward an orgasm. She rocked her hips and ground against his face. She grabbed his hair, pressing his face into her crotch harder. He stood up to kiss her, but kept a finger buried inside her.
She knew that he was kissing her so she would taste her own pussy, which
really
turned him on. While he kissed her, he kept slowly fingering her- pressing his finger into her as deep into as he could, only to pull it out again. She gently pushed his hand down, feeling his finger leave her depths, then out completely. He pressed the finger into his own lips and sucked off the juices that glistened on his finger.
Rebecca went to her knees, grabbing his cock as she knelt, and Eric hummed in anticipation of her mouth on him. Not only did she put her lips around his shaft, she sucked on his bulbous head, then down the length of his cock. She used one hand to pump up and down his length while she slowly strummed her own pussy with her other hand. She pressed a finger in her pussy, testing her wetness. Her finger slid easily in and out.
Rebecca stood up again and placed her foot on the edge of the tub, but this time she guided Eric's cock into the entrance of her pussy. She humped up and down his length, pushing his cock deeper into her pussy with each thrust until he was fully sheathed in her. She heard him sigh in sexual relief.
"
Finally,
" Eric thought.