New Years Eve 21

Not knowing how to respond to Marie's anger I stared silently letting the emotions of anger and guilt try to direct me. Marie only stared at me with a vindictive look that told me that her only thoughts were to hurt and anger me. Finally the anger I was feeling allowed me to turn and walk away from Marie. I quickly put on my shoes as she stared silently and turned one last time before slipping out the front door without speaking another word. It was now 6:30 a.m. and the sun was starting to rise. The night was over and I was afraid we had changed our marriage forever. I drove home trying not to picture what may be happening at David and Ann's house and how I would deal with it once Marie returned home.

By 7:00 I was lying in bed so tired that all I wanted was sleep but in such turmoil sleep would not come. Suddenly I heard the front door slam shut. Marie was home. She had only stayed at David's for 15 minutes after I left? I laid in bed quietly, glad Marie was home but not prepared for a confrontation about what had occurred. Feigning sleep did not help as Marie barged into the bedroom and screamed that our marriage was over, I could go fuck whoever I wanted because obviously I enjoyed others more than her. I didn't have a response that I thought would satisfy Marie so I only stared at her. It only took moments for her to grab a pillow and storm out of our bedroom pulling the door shut behind her and then slamming the door to the spare bedroom as she entered it. Marie was home though and I knew sleep would help the situation. As Marie slept in the spare room I was able to drift off.

At 10:00 a.m. I awoke to Marie sliding into bed beside me. She laid her body close to me but facing away. I didn't move for a moment, taken by surprise that she had returned to our bed. I couldn't resist reaching out for her though. I needed to know how she would react to my touch and something inside me made me need to touch her. As I moved closer to her she pushed her ass back against me. I hesitated for a moment but then allowed myself to push towards her. Marie was clearly grinding her hips, forcing her ass against my hard on. I didn't understand what had changed or how but I knew that I needed my wife. I reached under the covers and slid my underwear off and then pulled Marie's panties down her thighs to her knees where she was able to lift one leg and remove it. I softly nudged Marie who rolled onto her stomach parting her legs for me. I pushed myself inside her, not a word being spoke but only our moans as the tempo of our love increased. Everything that had happened rushed through my head as my strokes became faster and deeper. All the emotions created frantic lovemaking until I exploded inside Marie and collapsed onto her back, continuing to grind my semi-hard cock into her wet inviting pussy. As my cock slipped out of Marie I rolled to the side and soon we were both asleep.

The telephone rang at 12:00 waking us again. Marie answered, had a short discussion and laid back down facing me. Not knowing what else to say I apologized for letting things happen that shouldn't have, apologizing for not protecting Marie for something that was alcohol induced. Marie kept repeating that she didn't understand how it all happened. How would she ever face David and Ann again? How can she live with what she did? As we talked any memories that had been dulled by sleep came rushing back for both of us. We did not mention details but talked about what had occurred between the four of us. Between explanations and apologies I reached down and kissed Marie's lips.

She responded and soon soft kisses were replaced by forceful and passionate kisses. Marie's hand was soon on my cock rubbing and stroking as our kisses continued. My lips slipped down to Marie's breasts and kissed her nipples gently sliding each one into my mouth and playfully dragging them between my teeth as Marie laid back moaning and gyrating her hips. My kisses traced a trail down Marie's stomach until I met the patch of hair above her parted lips. My tongue darted between her lips probing and licking. My mouth was buried in her pussy before I even considered how much come had been pumped into Marie in the last 12 hours. Still I licked and sucked until Marie's hips rose from the bed and pushed against my mouth, her muscles clinched as she came and collapsed back to the bed. I was immediately on top of her and inside her wet pussy. I scooped both of Marie's legs and draped them on my shoulders.

By leaning downward I pinned Marie against the mattress as I pounded into her as hard and fast as I could. Marie's eyes were closed and my thoughts carried between my own feeling and curiosity about what Marie was imagining. These thoughts drove me harder; with each thrust I would shake Marie's body as she accepted my thrust. Soon I felt come welling up inside me and I released into Marie's pussy stopping mid-thrust to unload. I allowed Marie's legs to roll from my shoulders and I curled next to her once again finding comfort in sleep.

Marie and I awoke later that afternoon. We made love again that night with the same passion that had occurred twice earlier in the day. After that day though we have never discussed in specifics what happened that night. I still wonder what Marie's thoughts are and often contemplate the possibility of recreating that night or something similar. Hmmmmmmmm.