At this point, I started moving my own hips up and down slightly, causing my cock to move in and out of her about an inch or two. She mewled at this, and went back to my ear lobe on the attack. She nibbled, and even bit it before moving on to my neck. She licked up from my shoulder to my ear, and gently bit it along the way a few times. Damn this woman was hot! She pushed down with her chest, making her breasts mash against me, knowing how much I loved the contact on those beauties.
Her constant hip rotations had the added benefit of forcing contact of my pelvic bone on her clit. She had gotten quite good at using me as a human dildo, and I was never going to complain. She sped up, and I could tell she was getting close. Truth be told, I was too, but wanted to try to outlast her. I wasn’t always successful in that goal.
Just then she shot straight up, and started to shake. I moved one hand to cup her left breast, and my right flew down to her clit. I rubbed it with my thumb, in tiny circle motions, which made her explode. She was mostly moaning loudly up to this point, but now she started cursing a long string of mostly incoherent words.
“FUCK… OH GOD…. FUCK ME… OH YEAH…. OH MY…. FUCKING … GODDDDDDDDDD…” At that, she just flopped down forward on me, and lay with her head on my shoulder, panting hard.
I hadn’t cum yet, but was right on the verge. With the contractions of her pussy and the continuing thrusting upwards that I was doing, I had reached my peak. It felt like I had been struck by lightning. Every muscle in my legs and groin were pulsating, flexing, willing my cock to bury as deep as it could.
“UUGGHHH,” I moaned as I felt the first pulse of cum shoot out, then a few more, until I was spent. My body had a slight arc to it, and collapsed back down onto the bed with a thud. Now it was my turn to pant, trying to catch my breath.
Eventually, my wife lifted her head from my shoulder, and kissed me lightly. “I love you so much, James.”
“I love you more,” I replied. “Damn, I think that was one of our personal best, don’t you?”
She just nodded, kissed me again, and rolled off to get up. I watched my beautiful bride walk to the bathroom, cum leaking down the inside of her leg. I don’t think I had ever seen a sight so sexy in all my life. She got a washcloth wet, and cleaned herself up. She came to me, and using the towel, cleaned off my dick. The room reeked of sex, so I got up and lit a scented candle. I picked her favorite, lavender. After that, I got up and joined her just as she got into the shower. We both washed each other off, not really too playful, but just enough tender touching to remind each other of our love. We got out, dried each other off, and climbed into bed.
“Oh, I almost forgot, what did Cyrus want?” she asked.
This wasn’t going to make her happy, but I had to do it. “He said some big-wig over at FEMA wanted to meet with us. Thankfully it will be a short meeting, but it will still suck. I should only be gone about an hour…”
“Wait, WHAT? When is THIS supposed to take place?” I could almost see her anger rising, in the color of her face.
“Tomorrow, at our office at 4pm. After that, it’s back here to finish any last minute packing.”
“Damn it all James, doesn’t Cyrus know that we are leaving on Sunday? Did you tell him to go without you?”
“Of course I told him, but this isn’t going to take long. Honey, please relax. We will still have a great time, and it won’t interfere with anything other than maybe making us have a late dinner.”
She seemed to calm some, and as we said goodnight to each other, she climbed in bed and turned off the bedside lamp. As we fell asleep in each other’s arms, I said a heartfelt “I love you” to her, and smooched her on the back of her head.
We woke up the next morning, feeling pretty good. Caitlin was in a better mood, so we went out for some coffee and bagels. On the way home, we talked about our impending trip. I didn’t really enjoy having to go into work on a Saturday, but it was only for an hour, and could mean a nice new contract. My wife told me we could go to dinner afterwards, or order in. Until then, she and Maddy were going to go shopping. She knew she could get away with spending a little today, since I was going in to work.
So the ladies of my life went to the mall, and I had a mid-afternoon Sam Adams. While sitting on my favorite chair, I thought about how lucky I was. I had a beautiful wife, a good job, good friends, and a great daughter. If only I could get some of the stress out of my work life, things would be perfect.
As nice as it would have been to spend the whole day lounging, I did have a meeting to get ready for. I prepared by taking a shower, shaving, and getting dressed in my normal dress attire for work. When I was flying, I would wear a more jeans and t-shirt type outfit, but for business meetings, it was always a button-up and sports jacket. Rarely did I ever have to wear a tie, but it has been known to happen.