Yvonne and Tom sat snuggling a little while on the couch. Out of nowhere, he asked her, "Are there women you know now the ones you want to become personally involved with or have some kind of intimacy with honey?"
That question broke the ice. It helped a lot. Even though there was a lot of tension between them, she and Tom were a little uptight about everything. Tom was and knowing Yvonne as well as he did, he was sure she was tense and uncomfortable.
When he asked the question, he heard her sigh; she turned towards him, and that smile that he fell in love with, appeared on her mug. Happy to see it, it made him feel more accepting of it all with Yvonne. That made him think, "Yes, I suppose she still does love me."
"So babe, does this mean your train of thought involves looking for a 'partner' of sorts or is it open enough that I can get one or two more flings, before you move on to those exciting escapades you've been wanting?"
"You sure are a horny devil, aren't you Thomas?"
"Damn straight I am and I'm sure lucky enough to have you in my life; I know that."
Both smiled, laughed, and hugged. She hugged him a bit longer. What he found out was she was as horny as he was, but she definitely had the other conquests on her mind. Tom could tell by her actions, after that hug.
He tried feeling her up. She didn't loosen up enough as usual. She didn't let him 'upstairs and into her closet', which would allow him to feel her out in the typical fashion. He always loved feeling up her tits and nipples.
There was always a variety of areas about her, which turned him on! He felt that way about many women. The difference is that he felt committed, or so he thought, completely to his wife!
A few days later, while recalling that evening one day, he happened to be walking through the neighborhood. He reminisced repeatedly about it all! How crazy, electrifying, and stimulating all of this was for the both of them.
In fact, Robin swung by, when she saw him and a perpetual smile emerged on his face. Where they were at wasn't a private setting, such as a grove or even a room, which would allow them to commence any activities.
"Hi Robin, how goes it all?"
"Hiiiii, Thomas honey, I'm good and how is your life coming along", she asked him in her sweet tone. He became a little mischievous.
She obviously was flirting too at that point. It worked out well, because Tom was horny and felt like ejaculating some how.
"You know what Robin, honey?
"What's that Tom", she replied with a bright smile.
"Robin-Bobbin, and he was getting silly at that point, I am in a super-good mood. I feel as if I'm in a state of rapture! I feel like sharing how I feel. Wow, you came along, and well, I am here to tell you that you are a one lucky woman today!"
"Hehehehe... really now... I'm a lucky woman, is that right? Hehehehe, and how lucky am I Thomas?"
"Oh, I wish I knew for sure Robin-Bobbin. Tom was charming her with his approach. I suppose that would depend on your feelings towards me and maybe what you might care for or want, if anything, from me." "Well, you know full-well what that answer is Thomas. In fact, I think we both know that answer", said Robin in a delighted pitch.
But back to his evening with my wife, Yvonne and Tom sat on the couch, with the drapes closed. He wasn't getting anything 'upstairs' as he normally did, so he tried her 'rich cellar' instead. Yvonne always liked him in the 'cellar'.
Her 'cellar' was already damp, as in very, very damp.
"Mmmmm, now aren't you cushy? Nice furniture down there, said Tom; soft, warm, and so comfortable inside that 'cellar' of yours, mmmm. How couldn't I be happy?"
She spread herself out, so that he could test-drive her furniture downstairs. She had begun on herself upstairs prior, when she went and changed earlier. He was only an instrument for her to finish what she started.
(Volunteering is a good thing, right.) Tom volunteered to assist her, although his help wasn't tax deductible, with sex, that's never a consideration.
Tom didn't mind; fingering his wife was fun. Fingering most women could be a treat!
The rest of their evening was nice; He went directly to Yvonne's clit and toyed with it. He relaxed her but stimulated her. The sensations he began creating within her were increased by his perfected circling of his finger around and around her clitoris.
Her complete inner tempo changed right before their eyes. Breathing faster, she withstood the attack of the monstrous orgasm she so desired having that evening.
Starting lightly, for effect, she became a wet sponge or mop inside; she dripped more and more. Yvonne began making erotic echo's while she became more animated! Tom had provoked her minute nerve endings to send out the appropriate signals! Her sensuous bay of orgasms would come like a flood soon enough!
That heightened stimulation drew out all sorts of sounds that were extremely powerful internally. From cooing, he began hearing some light moaning. Her body stretched out even more! Her legs widened!
"Should I go in and muff her", he asked himself.
"No", was his response! She was surging and swelling slowly.
He kept at her on a steady pace. He didn't go faster, changing what she already was experiencing! He wanted to make her feel euphoric as hell! He wanted to continue letting her know that it was he, who was her first true physical lover, other then, of course, herself!
Yes, back when they were 20 and 19 respectively they seemed destined to be lovers and maybe more, for life! He experienced, for the very first time, sexual romance with Yvonne. Not just third base, but he got his very first 'Home Run' with Yvonne!
She wasn't just his baby anymore, she was everything to him, he thought!
Tom had a gigantic smirk on his face. He watched her palpitations by her mannerisms. She was wound up with the thrilling desire to orgasm again. His wife wanted to be pleased and pleased and pleased. She, as many other, love orgasm, if done properly!
She loved being done in the way he did her and other ways as well. She loved his larger fingers in her. She loved the vibrator sticking it to her.
"Yvonne, I think I'll keep you", he thought! He needed somehow to get him going and she sure did that as well as anyone!
Her nipples went off like rocket ships! He felt like going after them and having a field day!
They were explosively hard. It was a thrill as he watched her breath and moan more rapidly. On top of that, of course, was the stiffness of her nipples and seeing them harden in front of my face.
"How could a man, such as me, not be aroused? How couldn't one want to be a part of this evening? Not just any event, but the sexual climax, of my wonderful, juicy, and delicious wife's cunt blossoming rapidly into a wild, rampant waterfall of an orgasm", he thought.
He was going wild with hormonal issues himself. His cock craved sexual attention.
"Oh hell, I need attention like a hungry lion!" He was starved for 'food'. Her tits, cunt, thighs, mouth, and even her ass; yes he and his cock were starving for consumption and attention!
"Give me food", he thought, almost saying it aloud.
Nope, Yvonne was at climax and it was her moment. Nope, her ass was flawless as it was lifting itself up off the floor and magically so at that! A climatic eruption began! My wife was orgasming perfectly!
She began screaming. She began wavering left and right. She began grimacing and smiling simultaneously. Yelps bounced from her mouth.
Tom was happy and excited for her. Tom without question was horny too. He wanted what she was experiencing!
"Oh Yvonne, I thought, let me have those same exact feelings too!"
Tom wanted to be soulfully one with my wife. He wanted while continuing to finger her pussy, the white cum, gush out of her vaginal lips. Downstairs between her riveting thighs, in the little cove, she was seeping rapidly, a white 'crème deluxe'!
Tom desperately dove in and sucked at her with enormous gratification, as he swallowed her organic liquefying mixture!
Then he went in her with his nonflexible erection! He plugged her and tried to do it in an unbelievable manner!
It seemed successful in his attempt. She opened herself up full throttle as he propelled himself into a lubed instrument of love and lust!
"Oh, wow, what a great lubricated system you've got! Oh yes, yes, yes baby!"
She laughed at me but took it accordingly also.
That was the last time having sex with his wife for over two and a half months. They moved on to other adventures and new avenues for a sexual endeavor. He thought it was good, but he also thought it was possibly the death of their marriage for them.
They lost the intimacy for one another. They lost the personal conversations they had about how they felt, what they felt, and what they wanted in a relationship. Yvonne and Tom seemed as if they loved the other that night, but deep in hers his minds, was the idea that new and exciting paths were going to come to them. They would make decisions whether or not the other wanted each one to take that trail.
Tom thought he knew she did and he knew he did too. There was Robin, possibly Karen, and there was Jennifer, in good time.
Robin for sure was interested in a relationship with him. He knew that for sure. Karen, he had some inkling that she might be interested, but he didn't have concrete proof that there was a flash of arousal towards him. Then, there was Jennifer.
"Should I believe in her motives? Should I believe there was a hint of attraction for me? She did seem interested when we first met each other at the store?"
