"Are you about ready?" I called down the hall to my wife.
It was a cold Thursday afternoon in early January, and we were about to start a four drive to the hunting lease I was a part of in South Texas. I had been going to the same place since before we were married, but Susie disdained hunting and so far, had refused to go. The only way I was able to convince her this time was by explaining we would be the only people there and I wouldn't hunt. Thus, she would get a chance to see the beauty of the ranch, encounter some wildlife and we could spend some quality time alone, away from the bustle of the city.
Susie appeared with another small bag, handing it to me to add to the stack already loaded in the Tahoe, while she went to grab a Diet Coke. A few minutes later we were finally pulling away from the house just as dusk was settling in. For a while, we chatted with me spending a lot of time trying to pump her up about the trip by explaining what we might see. She seemed to be getting enthused but it wasn't long before the darkness and the monotony of the drive started to take its toll. There were longer periods of silence in our conversation until I looked over and saw that she had her head back with her eyes closed.
I turned off the radio and for the next hour drove in silence thinking about Susie and how fortunate I was to be her husband. In fact, I still received occasional comments from friends wondering how I had been able to pull it off. You see, Susie is a natural beauty. She is tallish at just a shade over 5'7" and slender, with C-cup breasts that sit high on her chest and are quite pronounced on her frame. Also, she has natural blonde hair that she wears short which accentuates her long neck and deep violet eyes. However, it's her fully juicy lips that I like the best, and fortunately both of us love to kiss. Unlike my wife, I'm pretty plain, although since we often work out together I have stayed in decent shape.
Of course, my friends focus on my wife's looks although she has many other positive attributes. First, she is quite playful and witty which makes her fun to be around, and she is also quite intelligent, which to me adds to her beauty. She works for a large specialty insurance firm and has done quite well, receiving several promotions in the five years since she graduated college. I am two years older and work for an engineering firm in business development. We met through a last-minute blind date where I was the replacement for another man who had taken ill, and somehow, much to everyone's surprise, we hit it off. That date was four years ago and we got married after just a year together.
With her looks, Susie never lacked for men wanting to share her company. She had four intimate relationships before we met, so she knew her way around the bedroom, but fortunately, she kept a sense of innocence. We enjoy each other and have developed a great sex life, but also value the simple act of cuddling and kissing, which we will often do for hours.
Suddenly, the inside of the SUV was filled by the sound of my cell phone ringing and I grabbed for it quickly hoping to quiet it before it awakened Susie.
"Hello?" I whispered into the phone while glancing at my wife, and was happy to see that she hadn't stirred.
"Hey, Jeff. It's Darryl Robertson. I wanted to let you know I decided to come out, so I'll see you tomorrow," the voice announced.
Darryl was one of the other men that shared the lease, and while I was disappointed we wouldn't be alone, I had no right to ask him not to come out.
"Okay Darryl," I replied, trying not to let my voice convey my feelings.
"Good. Oh, and my son is coming with me," he added.
I let out a sigh of disappointment as soon as I hung up. Susie would not like the fact that hunting was taking place while she was there, and Darryl would not have been my first choice if we had to have company. He was a bit odd and something of a loner always fiddling with things around the camp, and although his mechanical and electrical skills could come in handy at times, he just seemed to be over the top with it. I guessed that he was in his early to mid-forties which made it difficult to determine the age of his son.
Susie stirred several times during the remainder of the drive but each time she drifted back to sleep after moving positions. It wasn't until I was stopped in front of the ranch gate, about to get out, that she finally became fully conscious.
"Are we here?" she asked in a fake little girl voice.
"Yes, sweetie. We'll be at the cabin in just a few minutes," I answered before stepping out.
Five minutes later, I opened the door to the house and turned on the utilities while Susie stayed in the warm SUV. When everything was done, I gathered my wife and unloaded the car then gave Susie a quick tour. It was a simple setup, designed to be utilitarian, with two sleeping areas, one on each side of the structure that could accommodate ten each. Bunk beds were utilized, except for one queen sized bed in each room, and each side had a simple bathroom and shower. In the center, was a kitchen and dining area along the back of the house and in the front, was a common living area with several couches and chairs. A satellite TV provided the entertainment connection to the outside world. A large porch ran the length of the front of the house and just off a corner was a nice fire pit with a stone skirt. This was the typical congregating spot for the hunters after dark where they could have a drink in front of a roaring fire.
"It's still cold," Susie announced with a shiver.
"I know honey but it will take time to get warm. Let's just jump in bed," I suggested.
Susie fumbled in her bag for some things then went to the bathroom while I turned down the bed. I was in the process of taking my clothes off when she came running by in her t-shirt and thong and slid quickly under the covers. With a laugh, I quickly got down to my boxers and joined her. We snuggled to get warm, which took several minutes, and even though we were both tired, I couldn't keep my hands off her. After pulling her nightwear off followed by mine, I climbed onto my wife and began a gentle rocking motion.
"You need a condom," she whispered.
We had discovered early in our relationship that Susie's body didn't react well with birth control pills. Her libido became markedly different, which I noticed quickly, and she constantly felt heavy. She wasn't at all interested in some device inside her, so we had elected to go natural. This meant a diligent counting of her days to know safe ones from bad, and although we hadn't always been perfect, so far, we had been lucky.
"It's the last day," she announced, while I searched the bag for the condoms.
Finding the packages and quickly tearing one open, I rolled it on with a practiced hand then re-entered my wife.
"God, I hate these things," I told her for the thousandth time.
"Would you rather me pregnant?" she replied giving her standard answer.
"Yes," I replied sarcastically.
"Not yet," she whispered into my ear, intentionally trying to get me more excited while her hands glided over my back.
I knew she was exhausted and making love for my benefit, so I gave myself permission to cum and did so in short order. With that, I fell to her side and soon we were both asleep.
"No honey, it's too early," Susie whined when I shook her just a little before six.
"Come on now. You know we talked about this and you agreed to go out to a blind and see the animals," I said.
"Come back to bed and let's make love instead," she suggested.
I would have none of it, and after a quick snack in the now warm cabin, I made Susie put on the camo gear I had bought for her and we left in an ATV I had pulled from the storage shed. The cold air on our faces forced away any remaining sleepiness during the ten-minute trek, and I stopped the vehicle in a low spot, then directed my wife towards an elevated blind a hundred yards away. Thirty minutes before sunrise, we were seated in the stand waiting to see what might appear.
"What do we do?" Susie asked too loudly, which brought a scowl from me.
"Wait for the sun to come up. Now, I told you that you need to be quiet," I whispered a rebuke, which made my wife's eyebrow rise.
Susie was quiet and still for a few minutes, then I felt her gloved hand land on the inside of my thigh. Turning to her, even in the dark, I could see the smirk on her face and at that moment she moved her hand until it was lodged against my dick.
"Stop it," I scolded, but she ignored my words and pressed harder.
Susie started to giggle which frustrated me since I had put so much effort into getting her in the field. Unfortunately, the harder I tried to get her to behave through stern looks and light slaps on her hand the more "giggly" she became.
"Susie if you don't stop we won't see anything," I hissed.
"I can't help it, I'm horny," she replied with a pouty face.
I realized that it was a lost cause, so I decided to take the next best option which was to fuck her silly in the deer stand. I put my hand behind her head and pulled her to me then kissed her deeply. The kiss let her know where I was heading and with a smile she started massaging my groin, which although a rare aggressive move on her part, was certainly appreciated.
"Mmmm..." a soft moan escaped her mouth when my hand found her breasts and began to softly knead them.
Susie put up no resistance when my hand snaked inside her coat and under her shirt, and minutes later, she helped me pull her pants down then moved to my lap with her back to me and guided my rigid cock to her wet opening. I used my hands to move her hips while she held onto the window ledge of the blind emitting soft purrs and whimpers.
"Damn you feel good," I told her between my own grunts.
Unfortunately, she felt too good and it wasn't long before I felt my balls tighten. The feeling of my wife's snug pussy, coupled with the strange location proved too much, and despite gritting my teeth to try and last, with a loud gasp I emptied my balls into her warmth.
Susie looked over her shoulder with a look of disappointment and a small whine, but kept pushing against my groin hoping somehow, she could revive my shrinking member. After a minute, she slowed and then finally stopped.
"That's twice," she informed me with a look that let me know it better not happen a third time, then a second later she added, "And you're cutting it close."
I knew she was referring to my semen now planted deeply inside her and she was right, although there was nothing we could do about it now. Quickly, the cold air reminded us about our state of partial undress, and we scurried to pull our clothes back on.
"Do we stay here and watch?" Susie asked when we were done.
"Honey, we've scared off everything for miles. We might as well leave," I said with a laugh.
