Mary Parker sat at the kitchen table with her feet propped up in a second chair. She eyed her red toenails over the rim of her coffee cup and smiled as she wiggled her toes. Thoughts of John, her husband sucking on them so sweetly and tenderly made her shiver.
That had been last night as they took the Christmas tree down. She had been on the ladder and he was playing around. It hadn't led to anything but it reminder her of New Years Eve and the great sex they had had leading up to, during, and after midnight. The shiver returned.
Thanksgiving had been a bitch with the whole damned family over but Christmas had been easy as everything was at her sister's house this year. They alternated now that mom was older and dad was gone. Thoughts of her dad always made Mary sad, especially this time of year.
Thoughts of her dad brought her back to John and her New Years Resolution. She had watched as her mom let the sex and excitement die in their marriage. She saw how her father had withdrawn into himself in his later years as her mom found other interests.
In the afterglow of their midnight New Years Eve sex, Mary had vowed to never let that happen to her and John. Mary grinned. John was a very good lover once she got him started. New Years Eve, she had all but sat on his face to get his attention away from the parties being shown on TV.
Once he got the idea, he had ravished her right there on the living room couch.
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They had been cuddling on the couch, her in one of his oversized t-shirts and him in a pair of silk boxers she had given him for a birthday. It was still an hour until midnight. Mary got up and went to the kitchen to refill the dip bowl and to get the wine bottle.
When she returned, John had stretched out on the couch, his head on one of the throw pillows. With a grin, Mary stepped between him and the TV as she bent to set the dip and wine bottle on the coffee table. She really didn't need to bend as much as she did but it stuck her ass out right in front of John's face.
Hands on her hips and then a hot wet tongue exploring the folds of her sex made her gasp and then moan as it explored her depths with a swirl. Mary bent farther and placed both hands on the coffee table as she pushed her ass back against her husband's face.
"I'll give you a couple of hours to quit that," she whispered huskily.
John chuckled and mumbled as his tongue swirled deeper into her sex. Mary groaned and slowly flexed her hips. "I'll take that as a, yes dear."
John nodded against her ass cheeks and continued to lick deep in her sex. Mary took a little half step to the side and groaned as his tongue went even deeper and his chin brushed her rapidly swelling clit.
"If you keep doing that, I'm going to come way before midnight," Mary said as she tilted her ass higher as she arched her back downward.
John lifted his head, licked her from her clit to her tailbone and whispered, "Then I'll just have to keep doing it until after midnight. I figure you'll be on orgasm number twelve by then."
Mary shivered and groaned. He was not kidding and she knew it. According to him, her record was thirteen in one night that he could confirm. She hated to tell him but it was more like twenty major ones and a dozen smaller ones that she could remember.
