Dave appeared ten minutes later with a sandwich and some juice. Jenny put down her Bible and smoothed out the covers so Dave could put the tray down.
"Thank you Dave, this is wonderful. You even brought me a flower. Perhaps you are the charming one after all." Jenny kissed Dave on the cheek as he put down the tray on the bed.
"Well nothings too good for my girl." Dave smiled at Jenny.
Jenny nearly started crying again but held back the tears and quickly grabbed the glass of juice and slowly sipped out of it. "This is really good Dave." The tears were welling up in her eyes. His father had called her "girl" during their sexual liaisons; Dave had never called her girl before. She thought, "What he if suspects Brian and I?"
Dave noticed her tears, "Now don't tell me I've been neglecting you as well? First the kids were surprised to see me this morning. Now you're so surprised I actually made you something to eat you're reduced to tears." Dave wiped away her tears with his finger as gentle as a feather on her cheek. Maybe he didn't know anything about Brian and her after all.
"Oh, you! I'm not crying I'm just a little emotional. It's not everyday you realize how much your husband loves you." Dave and Jenny shared a kiss that was more passionate than either of them could remember and they didn't fight it.
Dave slipped onto the bed beside Jenny and continued kissing her. Jenny wasn't stopping him she wasn't stopping herself either despite her soreness. She moved the tray out of the way and helped Dave out of his shirt.
They each fumbled with their clothes, the bed covers and each other. Not wanting to break the spontaneity of the moment they both tried in earnest to let their passion engulf them. Jenny wanted desperately for Dave to make love to her, to please her, to take away those awful memories of last night with Brian.
Dave couldn't remember the last time he had been this excited to be with his wife. He was trying to remember all the things she liked, trying to keep her interest and let her know he loved her all at the same time.
They kissed like the first time, they touched each other as if for the first time: delicate touches to test just how soft they could caress each other. Their eyes fluttered and their voices murmured. They shared a love redefined and renewed. Jenny felt Dave's hardness with her hand and guided him to her. When did their clothes come off she wondered. How long have we been kissing? Had an eternity passed by while she and Dave were too busy getting to know one another again? Dave felt his head spinning like the first time he ever kissed Jenny. He hadn't been this hard in a long time if ever. Was there anyone in the world but them?
Jenny was moist sooner then usual and Dave couldn't wait to be inside of her. He almost didn't notice her hand guiding him home. His thumb gently slide passed her left nipple and she exhaled into his mouth. He swore that last breath was a mixture of his name with a call for more. With ardor he entered her and she accepted him completely. Sometime between being inside her and his actually moving Jenny lifted her hips and pushed forward to meet his thrusts. Dave could not recall the last time his wife had moved beneath him; perhaps it had been before their children were born. He said something about her eyes and something about how lovely she was but it sounded like grunts to his ears. Jenny responded by kissing him harder and using her tongue to find and encircle his. She got the sentiment if not the words.
Dave's left hand was moving slowly from breast to shoulder to gain purchase. Dave had only stroked within her a few times and Jenny's passion though intense was still gaining momentum. She grabbed his bum and pulled him into her to slow his pace, to get the most for both of them from his thrusts. Dave grabbed her wrists and placed them over her head and kissed her deeply as she lay further prone beneath him. Jenny felt a twinge as pushed her into the mattress reminding her of last night's sodomy. But she ignored the pain and reached up to her husband with her hips and vagina.
With his free hand Dave caressed her face running his thumb over her lips before pinching her nipples and moving his hand to her sex. Jenny didn't know what had come over Dave. Generally he was cautious and polite in bed. He didn't touch her pussy when his penis was in her in fact he didn't usually hold her arms above her head. That's when she felt it, the warm circle of electricity forming somewhere between her legs. Dave had stopped caressing her pussy and had slipped his hand under her lifting her at the small of her back. Dave wasn't a big man perhaps not even average but this helped him go deeper than Jenny could recall. They were panting in unison now. Jenny could feel her heart beating in time with Dave's; she could feel the throbbing in her sex. She implored Dave to continue not with words but with her thrusts, her kisses and her begging tongue and by bringing her chest up to his.
Dave had never seen his wife like this nor himself. Had he done this to her? Had they done this to each other? He felt he could stay inside her forever. He wanted to stay inside her forever. Her chest met his and he let go of her hands and brought both his hands up to her shoulders and pulled her to him. He heard Jenny say his name and he thrust, he heard her say "Oh God" and he thrust he felt her hot breath on the side of his face and thrust. Jenny met his thrusts and was so close Dave was going to make her cum. She was crying, Dave loved her and she felt him thrust, my husband can make me cum, and she felt his thrust, she was getting closer and she felt him thrust. "Oh please keep fucking me" she said out loud as Dave thrust into her again. Jenny was nearly there, so very close when she felt him stiffen, Dave came and before he fell on her Jenny yelled "Not yet!"
They both heard it but Dave exhausted and now deflated collapsed onto her. Jenny feigned a spasm and a contraction and did her best to be convincing when she said "I'm cumming, I'm cumming... oh baby that was the best ever." But Dave knew. Jenny's fake orgasm was an insult: he had tried and failed and he knew it. What was worse was that he now knew he had always failed her. Jenny's own orgasm arrived as Dave rolled off of her but it was small and fleeting. Not much more excitement than riding a horse or a motorcycle and no where near the heights of passion she had shared with Brian.
She searched his eyes for the love and passion they had just shared but Dave was a beaten man. She tried to kiss him...
"The kids will be back soon I should get dressed." He said looking away from her.
"Oh Dave please don't go, stay with me. Brian can take care of the kids. We've just had a wonderful time together please let's just share this for a moment longer." Jenny reached up to him as he was already seating on the edge of the bed.
"I love you Dave. I love you very much" she started crying.
"Honey it's alright please don't cry. I love you very much too."
"But you want to leave me so soon after what just happen and I've missed it being just us two for so long. Please stay with me." Jenny's big blue eyes were deep sapphire and Dave though dejected couldn't help but feel empathy for his wife. He may be lousy in bed but he was still her husband and a good man. They embraced but Jenny knew her husband could never fully satisfy her and that was why she was crying. She wished she was crying because she had hurt this wonderful, her wonderful, man's feelings but it wasn't the case. Jenny's pussy was aching more than her heart and she would visit Brian again even if it meant more degradation. She just hoped her son had a big cock like his grandfather.
