Jonah woke up hard. As a rock. Not that he and his wife of 6 months, Nancy, didn't have an active sex life. They had a very active sex life. So active, in fact, that they'd run out of condoms earlier that night and it'd been less than a week since he bought the last box.
"What time is it?" Jonah mumbled to himself. He had to sit up a little to look over Nancy at the clock. 3:14am. Shit. There was no way he was going to fall back asleep with the Washington Monument between his legs. And there was Nancy, sleeping with her back to him, naked, since they'd fucked right before falling asleep. He leaned his face into her neck and inhaled.
"Shit." He quietly cursed to himself. The smell of her only main his ache more persistent. Jonah had found himself in quite the predicament. He really, really, really wanted to slide his hard cock into his wife's soft pussy but not just had they used the last condom; she'd stopped taking the pill. They were getting ready to have a kid, but not quite yet, another month they wanted to wait before trying. Nancy had heard things about waiting once you were off the pill to start trying and Jonah did what she wanted when it came to kids, she was the woman after all.
Plus, Nancy was asleep. Jonah had woken her to fuck before in the night and she'd been none too pleased. Not to mention she had a big morning meeting, so a middle of the night sex session, with no condom, would not make her happy.