The next few days were hard on me because Brooke was going on a week-long seminar in another state with Gloria. I was not happy having to rely solely on my hand for the next couple of days and it didn't help that the kids were around a lot too. I took the opportunity to get my mind off of sex by taking them on a trip to the forest and camping there for a couple of nights. We had our campsite quite close to where I fucked their mother a few days before in the car and it made me smile that they didn't know.
When Brooke finally got back it was on a Friday late at night and I had already fallen asleep. It was in the early hours of Saturday with a pale moon light shining in through the half closed curtains when I woke. At first I didn't know what caused me to wake but then I sensed a slight rhythmic rocking of the mattress.
I looked over to Brook's side of the bed without moving and saw her laying on her back, dressed only in an oversized hockey shirt of mine. She had her hand between her legs moving it gently around. Underneath the fabric she was visibly pitching a tent right between her legs.
I was wondering if she bought a new vibrator on her journey and watched in silence while getting hard myself underneath the blanket. Her second hand was fumbling her nipple between her fingers through the shirt. Brooke was breathing heavy with her eyes closed. I needed to intervene before she could finish herself off or I would be pissed at a lost opportunity to have sex with her.
I noticed how firm her breasts stood underneath the shirt even when she was laying on her back. Clearly the treatment with her weird smoothies worked wonders and not seeing her for a week made the effect even more visible.
I tried to hold out as long as possible while watching her pleasure herself but I felt myself getting frustrated and even kind of angry that she didn't wake me to fuck her, but then again, she was also ok with me jerking off all of the time so I had no reason to be mad at my wife.
When I finally couldn't take it any more I faked stretching and yawning and smacking my lips and rolled over hugging her to me, mumbling,
"I am happy you are finally home again." and I gave her a small kiss on her cheek.
She paused her movement briefly, still panting and answered,
"I am happy too." and turned towards me and kissed me on the lips slipping her tongue into my mouth. Wow she really seemed to miss me because usually she is not so active right away. My hard shaft was twitching as her tongue circled mine and I gave off a moan pulling her close. I felt her hand fumbling for my crotch finding my hard shaft and massaging it in her soft warm hand.
I too reached over grabbing her firm breast and kneading it in my palm, being surprised again at how perfect they felt.
"Brooke, babe, you start to feel like a teenager again. This is fantastic!" I gasped at the sensation. She giggled and said,
"I know it is really amazing what science can do."
My hands wandered down her side, feeling her now clearly defined curves and then I let my fingers glide between her legs and stopped.
'What the hell?' the thought shot through my mind. That was not the sensation I expected. Instead of feeling some kind of hard plastic from an electric magic wand I felt a warm pulsating piece of meat in my hand.
Brooke noticed my surprise and giggled again.
"Side effects! You remember?" and with that she pulled up her shirt revealing a hard cock almost the size of mine to the moonlight which was flooding our bedroom.
I stared at it standing fully erect in my hand, a drop of what must be precum glistening at the tip like a drop of dew in the early dawn.