My wife Anne and I have been married for more than 25 years, and even though she is in her early 50s, she could easily pass for a decade or more younger. Anne has shoulder length auburn hair, green eyes, and a beautiful face with just a smattering of freckles across her cute little nose. She has full 34C breasts that look even bigger on her small 5 foot 2 inch frame. Anne has a flat, tight stomach, shapely legs, and a cute little bubble butt that she keeps firm and high by running daily, and doing yoga and Pilate's several times a week. She still turns heads whenever she enters a room. Anne knows how much I love it, so she keeps her beautiful pussy completely shaved smooth, with not a hair in sight. About a year ago she decided she would no longer wear underwear, and who was I to complain. These days, when the weather is warm, Anne rarely wears a bra and she never wears panties.
We enjoy an active sex life, although most of our sex takes place in our bedroom, and unfortunately, most often at night before we go to sleep. As anyone can tell you, sex at the end of a long day is great, but it's not nearly as fun and exciting as sex in the middle of the day. Recently, Anne and I had some great afternoon sex.
We were on vacation at our cabin in the Northwoods of Minnesota. It was roughly 3:00 p.m. on a hot, sunny summer day. I decided to take a ride on our 4-wheel drive all-terrain vehicle (ATV), and I asked Anne if she'd like to come along. To my surprise she said yes. I was a bit surprised because Anne wasn't really dressed for a ride on an off-road vehicle. She was wearing a tight, light-orange colored tank top with spaghetti string straps (with no bra of course) and a long, flowing, very sheer white-cotton skirt that stopped mid-calf. As usual, she was wearing no panties under her skirt and I knew it.
I got onto the ATV and Anne climbed on behind me. As she settled in, I could feel her full, firm breasts push into my back. She grabbed on to the ATV with one hand and wrapped her other arm around my stomach. She slid forward on the seat and I could feel her pubic bone pushing into my lower back. Knowing that she had just taken a shower an hour earlier after her run, and that she most likely shaved herself smooth, I was turned on and I could feel my dick begin to twitch. I started up the ATV and we made our way down the driveway and onto the dirt road that runs in front of our cabin.
I wasn't going fast because we both wanted to enjoy the splendor and beauty of the woods. The afternoon air was hot, but the breeze created by the moving ATV kept us cool. I drove to the end of our little dirt road and turned onto another unpaved road that led down the peninsula toward a small neighborhood of tiny homes and seasonal cabins. Along the way is a turnoff for a small beach. I stopped at the entrance to the beach, and Anne and I got off the ATV. We made our way out to the small, stony beach, which is no more than 3- to 5-feet wide before it stops at the water's edge. It is, however, very long, several hundred yards at least.
Along the beach someone had recently constructed two floating docks, or piers. The two docks were probably 50 yards apart from each other and each extended out maybe 15 yards into the water. Anne and I walked out to one of the docks. I sat on one of the benches, while Anne leaned against the railing that surrounded the end of the dock.