Little sex in this one, a hint of lots of things, but no real details, loving wives or Relationships or Romance? It could be any of them.
I write for my pleasure, if grammar is your thing, maybe move on, it doesn't bother me too much.
One into Two.
I'm Russ, Russell Hobbs, my wife of, Christ I better get this right, ...
23 years is Amy, I won't bore you with all the details, but we met and dated for a while and rest rode each other before making it officially as man and wife.
We had both been in previous relationships, Amy's main one ended in divorce and meeting me stopped her from being single, my couple of serious relationships lasted a few years each but ended when we had decided that we, more them than I wanted something else, in the first case, she wanted more freedom to .... have her fun and still come home to my bed, even after having a weekend away with other single men, I wasn't up for that then and haven't changed my mind now.
We were a part of a group of friends that socialised together, it changed as to what we were doing and family things as to how many of us would get together at any one time, but it was mostly 6 couples that made the core of it, us being one of those couples.
We had been around at Sally and Marks for a BBQ, and for once in a long time most of the group turned up, it wasn't anything special, just good weather and a spur of the moment thing.
It split into 3 groups after everyone had said hello and caught up with how it was going, the first group was always going to be the women, they were on one side of the garden and the men were on the BBQ and bar side, our group soon splits into two groups as some of us just aren't into, or interested in sports, by that I'm talking about ball games mostly.
Why would I want to pay to watch some overpaid guys kick, chuck, or knock a ball about? and don't get me started on buying a "Very" expensive top that I just had to buy every season because the team had changed the colours that they played in, why? They never used to.
I better move on.
Oh it was a good night, there didn't seem to be anyone's nose put out by anything anyone said, which made a change, and as Amy and I shared the driving so one of us could drink and we didn't have to worry about getting stopped on our way home Amy was feeling little pain as I drove home.
I pulled into a lay-by just after setting off home.
"Why are we stopping here?" Asked Amy.
"Because you are going to take your panties off and show me what I am going to be eating when we get home." Amy liked that idea and as I said she was feeling little pain and just did it.
If she had been sober she would have put up a fight and probably not considered it.
We drove on home with her skirt pulled up and her sweet little pussy on display.
She had surprised me by playing with herself while I drove, something she hadn't done in a long time.
We had sex as soon as we got home, it started in the hallway and ended in bed.
I'm sure that Amy wasn't as drunk as she made out, but I wasn't going to complain was I.
The first round was just a good hard fuck, Amy liked it as much as I did sometimes, but it changed into us making love for our second round.
Resting in a cuddle I asked Amy if she wanted anything, she said a coffee would be good and after maybe, she left the rest unsaid wiggling her eyebrows at me.
Coffee's drunk and cuddle began, Amy stroking my shaft slowly, me playing with a nipple, it started.
"We were talking," Amy moved down the bed.
"Linda is going to have it out," Amy took the head of my now hardening cock into her mouth.
"Have it out with Charlie," Amy's head bobbed up and down my shaft.
"She's going to give him," Amy had now taken hold of my balls, gently rubbing and pulling them down.
"Give him a peace of her mind," She stopped to bob and suck hard.
"She's going to tell him," Amy's oral skills were something else and I love how she puts a lot into pleasing me when she does it, not that it's a regular occurrence now.
"She's going to tell him," that he has to stop cheating or she's going to leave him," The bobbing was getting to me and the way she treated my balls is guaranteed to get my money shot when she decides, she can turn it on and off with little effort.
"If he tells her to go," I was near, so near.
"If he tells her to go, I've said she," I'm so bloody near.
"I've said she can stay here for a while, that's alright isn't it?"
Amy was licking the little head and we both knew that with her next plunge on my cock I was going to feed her my cum.
I was nodding madly.
"I thought you might agree." Amy laughed and plunged, taking me as deep as she could but backing up and holding just the head in her mouth as I fed her my load.
Amy didn't let up like she usually did, she continued to play with me.
Later I returned the pleasures she had bestowed on me by bringing her her own climax with my mouth twice before again cuddling together.
"You could have just asked you know, about Linda," I said.
"I know, but it's more fun my way, I didn't hear you complaining." Amy hit back.
We talked about Linda and Charlie, me stating again that he wasn't good enough for her.
Linda was Amy's best friend's sister, her best friend, Clare, they had started school together had moved away and we only got to see her maybe once or twice a year now, but for some reason Linda had fallen into taking Clare's place.
I'm nobody special, I keep fit but I'm no gym bunny or weight lifter, I am short by a lot of the younger generation messing at 5 feet 4 inches tall, Amy beats me by 2 inches, even without heels, but Linda is a good 12 inches taller than me, I have to look up at her to look in her eyes, but I do get to look at her boobs more without seeming to be rude.
Linda has a great pair of boobs, they aren't overly large, they match her frame nicely, at a guess a pair of 38 inch C cup, but I've been known to be way out in my estimations before.
Amy has a very nice pair of 34, 36 inch B's, it depends on what make of clothing that decides that.
My size if you're interested is a 7 inch long medium sized cock.
I'm talking about these size things by way of just letting you know what I see.
I'm married to Amy and I am as happy as I can be, I might, okay I do I look but I'm never going to go elsewhere for my pleasure, I'm not built like that, no harm in window shopping as my mum used to tell me when I hadn't the pocket money to buy the next best thing I wanted.
I was right, not that I wanted to be about this, but I had warned Amy that Charlie would throw Linda out rather than sort his life out, he thought he could have his cake, Linda, and eat at any other stall he fancied.
Linda knocked on our door at 8 o'clock in tears with a red cheek.
He had hit her, he thought he would just make her stay, with physical violence.....
We calmed her down and gave her a meal, we talked into the night, Linda wasn't going to sleep that night I was sure.
Knowing Charlie, he wasn't going to miss his football game, it was a home match so as he has a season ticket he will be there leaving the house empty.
I proposed that we go and pack what Linda wanted, I feared Charlie would be uncooperative about her getting her things out of the house and even damaging or destroying her things to get his own back on her.
We took all 3 cars and filled each as much as we could, I loaded her clothes in my car, Linda went and found her jewellery and valuables first, I had no idea how one person could own so many books, records, tapes for god's sake, who has a tape player these days.
What filled Amy's car was Linda's sewing machine and materials, thankfully she didn't want any hard furniture, I had no idea how we would have brought anything like that back with us, or where we could have stored it.
As luck would have it Charlie never showed up while we were there, it must have been a shock when he eventually got home, to find no sign of her being there.
Linda had calls from Charlie over the weekend and following weeks, they started being kind and wanting her back, then threatening and into name calling.
I got no loving that first weekend, I wasn't expecting it really, but I can't say that I would have said no thanks.
As the week moved on I was getting horny, but Amy was saying that she wasn't in the mood for the first time ever, she had never flat out refused me, even if it was just a blow job.
I let it go for a few days, on Thursday night as we went to bed Amy lay next to me brushing off my attempt to get her to let me play with her.
"Russ, is it alright if Linda stays a bit longer, she's not really in a state to go out there on her own at the moment."
I looked at her.
"Are you serious? I'm dying here and you want her to stay longer, be honest with me, it's because she's here that we haven't had any nookie isn't it."
Amy looked at me in shock. Then she looked like a little girl that had just had her doll taken off her.
"She might hear us, or more likely me."
I laughed. "I can cure that easy enough, and if you don't put out tonight she goes this weekend."
That night Amy put a pillow over her face as she came both times.
Friday evening the 3 of us were eating dinner and I got up partway through, I went out and came back with a small bag, put it by Linda's side.
"That's for you, Amy's afraid that you might hear her in the throes of passion."
Amy was blushing red, Linda was smiling.
Linda looked into the bag and just roared, Amy just asked what it was.