I put in a few hard mil on the exercise bike this morning, afterward feeling glum because my wife had picked up yet another shift. I 'd been looking forward to another mid-morning romp. Remote working and her reduction hr at study had been a wet dream, we had n't been having this kind of sex since we were newlywed. But now she was working just as many 60 minutes as before, so these new entr'acte while our kid was at school were getting rare. She saw me sitting at the edge of the bed when she got out of the vanity and set to give me peck on the boldness, giving my leg a credit crunch as encouragement for sticking with my aurora workouts. ( She sure knows what makes me mark ) She noticed that I was a fiddling hard in my exercising shorts from my revved up heart rate and reached inside them to return me a playful rub.

'' I can avail you with that before I go, if you want, '' she offered.

'' Please, babe ? ``

'' It wo n't be as good as inside me, but I 'd like doing it for you. ``

She kissed me fully this time, opening her mouth, her centre rolling a bit before our lips met as they do when she 's feeling horny. By then I was rock hard in her handwriting and she stroked firmer as she slipped her natural language between my lips. She backed off before we could get sloppy, turning to count in the mirror to see if her makeup was smeared.

'' Do you want to take your clothes off and be more comfortable ? ``

I took my shoes and windsock off as she put her purse down. I peeled my shirt off and she gave me a mitt by pulling my drawers and underclothes down, running her hand up my leg and up my erect shaft, playfully flicking the drumhead with a fingertip like she was dribbling a basketball. She motioned for me to lie down on the bed. It was a reasonably squeamish thrill, laying bare for her while she stood next to the bed in dressed in a prim bloodless blouse and a United States Navy set of slacks, her haircloth brushed out and wearing to the full make-up. She was looking even more impressive with the necklace and earrings I 'd gotten her for her birthday. She put her pillow on top of mine so that my cervix and shoulders were raised up, letting me watch.

'' I 'm opening and have to be there on time, so I 'm going to try to make you cum fast. savour it, okay ? ``

She licked her paw and seized my rigid shaft of light, giving me legato, tight strokes, all the way up and down, a fiddling squeeze at the top to give the head even more vivid stimulation than I would normally give myself. Not as good as fucking her, but she knew her way around my cock and knew how to handle it as smartly as she drove that short sportster she had when we 'd started dating. She let a mouthful of ptyalise dip on her hand to lube me up some more, working it over the length of my shaft then slowing a bit and squeezing a whit tighter, earning a groan and straining of the hips from me as she jacked me off nicely. I grabbed her ass as I felt the tingling start in my thighs and abdomen and burn its way to my crotch.

Her mouth were parted a bit as she watched my shaft sliding through her fingers. The tip of her tongue touched the corner of her lip. I could assure that she wanted to use her back talk on me but could n't pass the time to color her lips again. A ignition lock of hair came loose and hung over her font as she sped up. She made my gibe point upward so that I would get the opinion of penetration a little stronger. I had stopped writhing and was thrusting into her hand, fucking it like I would her pussycat when she had me in cowgirl. I grabbed the bed covers and let a breathing spell out raggedly as my cock spasmed in her tight grip and gobs of cum shot up and ran over her paw. She slowed down and made sure that she was going all the way up and down, letting my own semen slicken her finger and whiten into a thin foam as she kept stroking during my whole sexual climax and for tenacious, leaving me fighting for breath. I whimpered a bit as she held the principal of my cock in her helping hand loosely, relaxing and tightening her grip on it to give a pulsating sense impression. She wanted to wring the last bit of pleasure from my loins and I was gasping helplessly on the bed. She sighed as she watched me for a second, letting go of my peter and running her bridge player over my dresser and neck.

'' Did Jane fix jungle Boy ? '' she asked playfully as she stroked my cock a few more times, making me shiver. She got a washcloth from the towel locker and dried me off gently. A last drop of cum oozed out of the tip of my spent shaft, glistening like a flyspeck pearl. She touched it and it stuck to her fingertip, which she sucked into her sass as she smiled down at me.

'' Mmm. You 've been eating right, too, no cheating. No supernumerary salinity from snacking. No coffee or beers either, I guess. You 're tasting sweeter. ``

'' You 've been giving me something a totally lot nicer to eat lately. '' I reminded her, picturing her as she was the nighttime before, nude on the bed with my hands pinning her branch apart and back, her eyes closing right before my oral fissure found her pussy.

She crinkled her eyes as she laughed, shaking her header. She put the cloth in the laundry and washed her hands. `` Remember, no acting with yourself today, so stay off the porn. You need to take attention of me tonight. ``

She texted me after she 'd parked her car at piece of work. She had attached a selfie that she took holding the camera high, her grin wide and with a good vista down her blouse. `` I miss you already. ``

Oh man, it 's going to be a LOOOONG day .