No Kids For The Weekend

(Day 1)

!! BEEP!! BEEP!! BEEP!!

Her phone rang off it’s a familiar chime, calling her back from some half remembered dreamscape, to her king sized bed in a large house in the suburbs of Chicago. Grey light trickled in through the window from a predictably overcast sky and shed no shadows as it dimly lit her room in the early morning. Eric lay in bed next to her, as unfazed by her alarm as he had been a thousand times before. She set up and admired the lines of muscle in his back for a moment before she rolled out of bed and donned a fluffy robe. She tied the sash and headed downstairs.

At the foot of the stairs she turned into the living room and picked her way carefully through the twin’s toys. Honestly it was a minefield. How their room could be just as coated with colorful toys as her living room she didn’t know but she was sure if she peaked in on the two young boys their floor would be an ocean of action figures and play swords, relics of hundreds of tiny adventures the two went on everyday. As she made it into the kitchen the smell of brewed coffee surprised her, until she saw August, her 17 year old and eldest son, sitting at the kitchen table. He had his laptop in front of him and headphones in, seemingly oblivious to her.

“Morning honey” Alicia said. No response.

Now in the kitchen she could hear the noise playing through the headphones, music up too loud as usual. Alicia smiled at the stocky boy and turned her attention back to the coffee pot. After fixing herself a cup she tapped on August’s shoulder. The youth yelped and lept nearly through the kitchen ceiling, scaring his mother as well. He yanked out his headphones, “Geez mom! Was it necessary to sneak up on me like that?” He said throwing his hands up in the air and rolling his eyes.

“I didn’t sneak” she laughed, rolling her eyes as well, ” I said hello. And good morning to you too fussy Gus. What are you doing up so early?”

“I got distracted from homework last night at Mina’s house because we got caught up making a Tik Tok. Trying to finish it now before I have to go to school.”

“Well good luck honey. I’ve got to get ready for work. Thank you for the coffee, and don’t miss the bus again Gus. I don’t have time to take you today” she patted his head and started back towards the stairs with her cup of life giving coffee.

” I don’t need the bus today, Mina’s picking me up, and I won’t be home after school, her families taking me on that trip today” he whisper yelled after her. Alicia just nodded and waved her hand as she left the kitchen.

Back up the stairs she quietly reentered her bedroom to find Eric just where she’d left him. She was happy he was home. 3 weeks on a business trip was a long time and he’d only been home a month between this one and the last one. Now three days since he’d come home she was very eager for the weekend. Between her work, the twins, and August’s wrestling tournament this week, she’d barely had time to reconnect with her husband, much less welcome him home properly. Watching him play with the twins at home and seeing him cheer on Gus at his tournaments had just reminded her how much she loved him. He was a fantastic father and attentive husband. She fully intended to remind him how much she appreciated that this weekend. Maybe she could get Gus and Mina to take the little ones out of the house for a while. “Nope” she cursed to herself “Gus is leaving for the weekend. Got to figure out something else”. She shrugged her shoulders and headed towards her shower.

Inside the master bathroom she slipped off her robe and pajamas and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She set her coffee down on the counter and stepped back to take a look. After three kids she felt like she still looked pretty good. At 5’10” she was a few inches taller than Eric but he had never minded. Perky c cups adorned her chest with dark gum drop nipples facing just a little cock eyed of one another. She wasn’t as toned as she was when she was young, hitting more of a slimthicc build lately as work and her kids forced less and less time at the gym. Eric didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact he started dropping hints that he preferred it, hiding her gym clothes playfully and pretending to call and cancel her membership. She smiled at his stupid antics as she turned around to check out her butt. It was definitely Eric’s favorite asset she possessed and honestly she couldn’t blame him. Perfectly heart shaped and squishable it was something she was proud of. She reached her hand under the left cheek and bounced it a little watching it jiggle. She grabbed her phone and took a quick video. Something for her man for later.

She stepped into the shower and turned on the water. The rainfall shower head immediately dumped ice cold water over her and she let out a small gasp. Her morning wake-up ritual worked it’s magic though and she felt her mind come all the way awake under the cold water. As the shower slowly warmed up, she let herself relax and started organizing her to-do list for the day. Her project at work was coming to a critical point. So many moving parts depended on her and her team’s decisions. She washed herself slowly under the warm water, organizing her thoughts and her day. When she pulled the detachable shower head off the wall to wash between her legs the high pressure stream of water hit her clit perfectly and she was aware for just a minute how long it had been since she had been properly fucked. Properly fucked, like thrown across the bed fucked, balls slapping her clit fucked, screaming her lovers name fucked. 26 days. 26 days since she’d sent her husband off properly, making sure he knew what he had waiting for him at home, wherever in the world his business took him. She pulled the shower head in closer to her body and started rotating her hips, letting the spray play on and off the most sensitive areas. She felt herself building up quickly but managed to pull her hand away. She wanted to save it. Eric would appreciate the extra energy. She finished her shower and got out to towel off and finish getting ready for work.

Alicia’s drive to work wasn’t bad, that is to say it wasn’t any worse than any other day. Traffic was an endless plague from the suburbs to downtown but what could you do? She’d found the little note he’d left for her. A sticky note on the wheel of her car. ” Have a good day honey, I love you” it said. Written under that in a messy hand she knew belonged to August “you’re the best mom. Kill em at work today. See you monday”. Around those two messages were crayon marks and squiggles that could only belong to the younger two. What a way to start the day. What an amazing family. So how could a little traffic bug her?

Parking was something else entirely though. That fucking bitch Karen. That fucking whore. She’d stolen her parking spot. Again. It had her fucking name on it. “Alicia Harken” it said. “I’m a bad ass bitch” it said. “Stay the fuck out of this parking spot Karen.” That’s what it said. Whatever. She’d found one eventually and taken a second to cool down before walking into work so that she wouldn’t snap the skinny bitches neck as soon as she saw her. She wanted to save that pleasure for after lunch.

Into the lobby of the huge building she worked in. Wave to the receptionist. Up the elevators. Plenty of time to cool down. She sent her husband the video as well. Something to start his day off right.

She had her center back when the elevator doors opened to the floor of her companies’ high rise office space. She smiled congenially to Ronald at the welcome desk as she strode in but didn’t say hi. The receptionist looked like he was having a tough phone call. ” No, stop, we can’t afford that. Do not buy another dog.” She overheard. Poor guy. He already had 8. Not to mention the cats. And fish. Geez. As she strode towards the back of the huge room, past cubicles and her coworkers, towards her office she locked eyes with Karen. The bitch smirked. She fucking smirked. Alicia’s hands twisted into fists at her sides but she just walked past Karen’s office and into her own. Her smile came back instantly.

Sitting on her desk was a giant bouquet of yellow snap dragons. Her favorite flower. Her favorite color. Next to the flowers was a note. ” To my love” the outside of it said. She smelled the flowers. Sweet, like honey suckle after the rain but with an earthiness that honey suckle lacked. She opened the card, written inside ”

“Alicia,

I’ve had today planned since before I left for Thailand. Your work knows you’ll be gone for the day. Cleared with everyone up and down. Furthermore it’s not just today I have planned. The twins are going to your mother’s, she’s picking them up today while you’re out, and August is going on a trip with Mina’s family. While you enjoy what I have planned for you in the city today I’ll be at home getting ready. I love you honey. ~ Eric

P.S. – Fuck Karen.”

Alicia’s smile swallowed up her face. She snapped a quick picture with the flowers and sent it to her man, right below the video of her jiggling ass. He didn’t respond. Probably still asleep. Oh well. She flipped the card over and noticed something taped to the back. A voucher for a spa in the city. Her smile got even wider. She squealed a little bit and stamped her feet. She was giddy. She resolved then and there to suck his balls through his dick when she got home. He deserved something special for this.

She gathered up the bouquet and her things and left out of her office and locked it up. When she turned around from the door a half dozen of her coworkers cheered and made cat calls at her. Alicia blushed and waved them off as she headed back for the elevators. A shrill voice called out from behind her as she passed the restrooms next to the elevator.

” Where’d you get those flowers?” Karen whined, like shards of glass in your ears.

” Well, I still have a husband, and he loves me, so he sent them to me.” Alicia explained as the Elevator closed between them. Was it harsh? Maybe. Had Karen’s husband just divorced for being less interesting than a wax doll? Alicia couldn’t remember. Fuck that bitch.

A quick drive through the city brought her to the spa where valets parked her car for her. As she stepped into the reception area the smell of jasmine and peppermint filled the air. A water feature fixed to seem like a waterfall all along the left wall filled the room with the ambient noise of a babbling brook. A woman behind a desk on the other wall smiled brightly and gestured her over. Alicia met her and handed over the voucher that was on the back of her flower card.

” Thank you very much Mrs.Harken, you’re right on time. Your appointment is in five minutes, a mani pedi will be first, followed by a face mask. Then you have a 90 minute, deep tissue massage followed by time in the sauna. Does that sound right ma’am?”. Alicia nodded. Sounded great to her.

” Well then follow me this way please.” They gave her a locker and she changed her smart business outfit for her second fluffy robe of the day. Over the next hour she had her hands and feet massaged, nails filed and polished, and dead skin removed. She used the time as they worked on her to relax and caught up on a book on tape she’d been meaning to finish for awhile. After what seemed like only a few minutes they told her they were done and ushered her through a few blurry hallways into another room and a large comfortable chair. Their she sat in her robe, listening to her book while creams were smeared and dried on her face, peeled away and replaced, over and over in layers.

After she was finished there they bustled her again, this time into a dimly lit room filled with candles and the gentle sounds of ocean waves being played through hidden speakers. Dominating the middle of the room was a long high table, cushioned and with a hollowed out circle on the end near the door. “Please undress and lie down on the table. The masseuse will be here shortly.” The short woman who had been leading her around left with that and closed the door behind her.

Alicia looked over the room again. A screen between the door and the bed would protect her modesty as people entered and exited, a scent diffuser in the corner puffed out a jet of mist that provided the same calming scent as the lobby. She had never been fully nude for a massage before. Or alone. Always before she’d worn panties or a towel at least, and they had always been couples massages. But there were no towels in this room, and she was completely nude beneath the thick fluffy robe. The tall woman shrugged and slipped out of the garment. She hung it on a hook on the table side of the privacy screen and then laid herself face down on the table. The room was warm but goosebumps still pimpled her skin. She was nervous she noticed. Right as she was going to stand up to replace her robe the door opened and someone else came in.

The woman who entered was much shorter than Alicia. Quite a bit younger too. 5’5″ maybe 5’6″ and curly brown hair tied back in a professional ponytail. She beamed when she saw Alicia’s face looking up from the table. The smile was infectious. “Mrs.Harken, my name is Kimber, you’re here today for a deep tissue massage?” The energetic woman didn’t stop for an answer, ” and I have you for that for 90 minutes right? Well good, nice to get to spend some extra time with the first client of the day, give me a chance to start the day off right. I’m Kimber, I don’t know if I said already. I’m gonna get started right away. Would you prefer coconut or tea tree oil?” again no pause ” coconut I think. Have you thinking of somewhere tropical on this dreary day.” Kimber sing songed the last “dreary day” but that was the last thing she said. After her initial burst of discussion the little woman was completely silent. She coated her hands in the oil thoroughly and then started in with Alicia’s shoulders. Though she was tense in her shoulders all of her nervousness was gone. Something about the bubblyness and familiarity in Kimber’s attitude forbade any kind of self-consciousness. As the sound of waves washed through the rooms speakers Alicia felt ever more of the tensions of the past month flow out towards the masseuse’s strong hands and away. Kimber was surprisingly strong. She kneaded and pressed first with palms and then her powerful fingers all across Alicia’s back. She had obviously been doing this awhile. Somewhere near her lower back Kimber started to hum as she worked but Alicia barely noticed. The tune was beachy and went with the sounds of the ocean playing through the secluded room.

When Kimber reached the top of Alicia’s buttocks the older woman tensed but the confident worker never batted an eye. In one long pass the woman rubbed down Her back and across her ass cheek. Her hands came to rest just at the start of Alicia’s leg for the briefest moment before they came back up and slowly kneaded all across first her left and then her right buttocks. Kimber was obviously very experienced. Before she moved on she positioned her shoulders directly in line with the palms of her hands to dig them deep into Alicia’s glutes, hunting for any form of tension or stress and squeezing it out of her body. Alicia tried not to groan at that. She wasn’t sure how successful she was. The woman’s strong hands eventually moved on down her legs. She kneaded and pulled the muscles in her patient’s thighs. Alicia stayed calm enough but she was very aware of the woman as she massaged her inner things. Kimber never reached higher than necessary though and after working all the way down Alicia’s legs she spoke again for the first time as she patted the prone woman’s calf, ” ok sweetie, flip over for me, we’ll start back at the top”, again, “at the top” came out with a sing song vibrato.

Alicia raised up and changed sides, no longer even thinking of being nervous. Kimber stepped around the table and up to her head. The woman aligned herself with Alicia’s body and started with her oiled hands on her patients neck. Hands and fingers that had been so strong moments before were gentle now as they pressed tension out of the thin muscles in the neck. From there she moved to her clients shoulder bending her torso forward slightly over Alicia’s head. Here she wasted a fair amount of time. And started humming again. The tune was somehow disapproving this time. “Lotta stress here” the preoccupied girl muttered to herself. She worked nearly ten minutes just on the shoulders before finally moving on with a half resigned sigh. Her next target was the woman’s chest. Again Alicia tensed but again, the younger woman’s obvious experience in her field shone through, as deft and confident motions put nerves at ease. In fact maybe too much at ease Alicia noticed as she felt her nipples start to harden. Kimber hadn’t even touched them, deftly maneuvering her hands so that she never touched her patient’s nipples but kneaded all the muscles underneath. Still, either Kimber didn’t notice the physical reaction of her client’s body or was used to ignoring it. The natural reaction faded from Alicia’s conscience as the masseuse’s magic hands did there work.

Those hands worked down from the woman’s breasts and onto the curves of her stomach. Here the younger woman’s strategy changed. Instead of working her hands horizontally across Alicia’s body, now she started working from the top of her abs down towards her belly button and even further down. Kimber used long strokes all ending just short of anywhere that would make Alicia shy. Kimber used the same tactic on the upper thighs, this time working from the knee towards Alicia’s soft trimmed bush that hid what little was left to hide. Alicia started to feel another effect other than relaxation from the massage. Something decidedly unrelaxing. She started to feel a heat between her legs, coming back with a vengeance for being ignored earlier in the shower. She squirmed ever so slightly and Kimber seemed to take the hint, subtly transitioning from the woman’s thighs to her calves and shins. The massage ended just a little while later, ” Alright honey all done. You were an absolute pleasure, don’t forget to tip, and you can put your robe back on, someone will be here to take you to the sauna in just a moment.”, it ended just how it began, in a flurry of words and Kimber’s energy.

Alicia donned her robe, still flushed from the masseuse’s attentions and thinking over them when the other short woman who had been leading her around reopened the door and called out to her across the privacy screen.

She tied her sash and hurried out. She was lead through another confusing series of hallways until she came to large a wooden door with a glass pane embedded near head height. ” Here is the sauna. Here are hooks for you to hang your robe and your locker with you clothes is right over there. Showers through that door if you need one after the sauna. When you’re done turn right out of this room to get back to the lobby.”

” Thank you very much” she called as the diminutive woman retreated back out into the hallway. Alicia got undressed again and stepped into the steamy room.

Inside the sauna Alicia was feeling more relaxed than she could remember being in a long time. She chose a spot away from the room’s other two occupants, preferring the most privacy possible even though the two were already nearly completely obscured by steam. As she baked in the stiflingly hot room Alicia felt what little was left of her tensions sweating out of her. She leaned back against the wall and let out a deep sigh, sinking herself deeper into a slouch on her seat. She was very aware of how naked she was. Having complete strangers so close to her while she was created an odd sensation, but she was too relaxed to care. Besides her mind was dealing with bigger fish. Thinking of strong hands and fingers rubbing her body. Confident movements. How close the masseuse had been when she leaned over her face to rub her shoulders. Without noticing her hand drifted across her thigh and brushed over her pubes absentmindedly before sinking deeper between her legs. She stopped. Jeez. She’d nearly forgotten herself. She shot a glance through the haze towards the other two people inside. They didn’t seem to have noticed. Good. She couldn’t believe what she’d almost started doing. In public. She shook her head. Eric was in for it when she got home.

After what felt like around 30 minutes she stood up to leave the sauna. Her two blurry companions were gone already. When she stepped out the air felt frigid in comparison and she quickly stepped over to the showers after grabbing a towel. A quick rinse to wash off the sweat and she dried off and got dressed from her locker. She turned right out of the sauna room and made her way back to the lobby. There the same greeter from before hailed her and asked for her name and then had her car brought back around by the valets. How fancy. As she thanked the greeter and turned to leave the woman said ” Oh Mrs.Harken I almost forgot. This card is for you.” She handed a yellow card to her across the desk “Have a wonderful day Ma’am”. Alicia took the card and opened it while she waited for her car. It read:

” Dearest Wife,

I hope that was relaxing, and that you enjoyed yourself. You have lunch at Lucille’s next. I’ve already ordered for you so it should be ready when you get there. After that you’re going to the botanical gardens. I know they’ve got those new tropical plants you’ve been excited about. Take your time there and then I’ll see you at home. I love you darling.

P.S. – By now the kids are gone and I’m home alone, thinking about you”

She smiled. What an amazing man. Her car arrived and she left.

The rest of her day was just as charmed. Lunch at Lucille’s was splendid as ever. As her husband had planned she hadn’t had to wait at all. Her order was ready when she arrived and she was seated right away. From their she took herself to her favorite place in Chicago. The botanical gardens. She hadn’t found the time to go in months, and anyway the twins never behaved in places like this. Getting the chance to explore the gardens alone was amazing. She took her time, too much of it in fact. The afternoon was gone before she started her drive home. No telling when she’d get a chance like that again though. All her favorite exhibits had been wonderful, but the new section added in the tropical greenhouse at the back was utterly fantastic. She couldn’t wait to tell Eric about it.

Nothing but the usual traffic got in her way as she drove home. She hardly noticed the drive to tell the truth. 26 days. Other things were on her mind. She had a plan as she pulled up the driveway and into her garage. She headed inside with intent.

The garage led into the kitchen and she turned to close the door behind her after she entered. Eric was sitting at the kitchen table, laptop open, watching her over the top of his screen. She smiled at him and leaned backwards against the door frame.

“Good day?” He asked from across the room, eyes locked on hers.

“Mmmhmmm” she answered, biting her lip and meeting his gaze. He flashed a huge smile towards her.

” Did my mom get the twins?”

“Yup”

“Gus is on his trip with Mina?”

“Yup”

“It’s just you and me here for the weekend?”

“Just you and me”

During this little exchange Eric stood up from his chair and walked around the table towards her, holding her eyes the whole time.

“Alright, yes, good…” her thoughts jumbled as his slow advance brought him in front of her. She looked down into her lover’s eyes. He leaned his face up to kiss her. Their lips met in the same way they had for years. His face turned up toward her, her arms draped over his shoulders in embrace. Her thoughts focused behind the passion in their kiss and she put her plan into action. Her hands dropped to his waist and deftly released his belt. She was so quick that she had the button to his khaki’s undone before he pulled back from her, laughing.

“Woah now baby, hang on. I’ve got dinner on” she could smell something cooking, and hear water bubbling on the stove.

“We can eat and then… oh! Ahhh ok, or not I guess”, he exclaimed. Stupid boy. He talked to much sometimes. She closed the couple feet of distance he’d put between them when he pulled back and dropped to her knees in front of him. She pulled his khakis and underwear down as he was still shocked and muttering and took a moment to admire the cock she’d had the pleasure of fucking for 21 years. Her prized cock was 7 inches long and uncircumcised. Plenty above average for her. The real prize of it though, wasn’t the length, but the girth of her lover’s monster. In the middle it widened out and became thicker than her wrist. He wasn’t completely hard yet, and she loved the way his member twitched and jumped as it pumped and grew from her attentions.

She noticed he was completely hairless. All of his pubes were gone. He’d never done that before. Her surprise didn’t even really get to register though. She knew what she was doing. She was here on the floor for one thing. To feel this man’s throbbing cock in her throat. She didn’t take him slow or by degrees. She wasn’t coy or shy. In one stroke she pushed her lips over his glistening head and took him all the way to the back of her throat as deep as she could. A loud groan from above her told her he enjoyed her gusto but she was still a little disappointed. She’d meant to have all of him in her throat right away but she was a little out of practice. An inch or more still remained. Determined she dragged her mouth back, swirling her tongue around his now rock hard shaft. She glanced up to see his eyes locked on her and smirked mentally. “Watch this stupid boy” she thought. She pushed her head forward again, not needing to open her eyes and look this time to know she had all of him. She pulled herself all the way off and Eric got a beautiful view of one glistening strand of spit connecting her mouth to the tip of his cock before she wiped her mouth and spit into her hand. With one last smile up at him she went to work for real. She could feel the head of his cock pressing down the back of her throat, causing tears to form in her eyes and making her want to gag. She could feel his smooth balls pressed against her chin. She had all of him. She left him there for a minute, enjoying the power pleasuring her lover made her feel, enjoying the noises he made as the muscles in her throat squeezed him. Finally she released him, making eye contact with her husband as she slowly withdrew her mouth from his cock.

She placed her hands on his shaft and his balls, massaging both. As she stroked his cock she pulled the skin back from the head of it revealing the bulbous, dark red, and sensitive skin underneath. Eric swore if he had a clit that was how you were supposed to get to it. Pull the skin back and lick just under the head of his cock. That’s what she did. She took just the tip into her mouth this time and swirled her tongue expertly over the spot he liked. At the same time one hand stroked quickly up and down his shaft, lubed with spit, while the other massaged his balls together. She hadn’t been going two minutes when she felt him start to quiver. That’s what she wanted. She wanted his cum. She wanted to feel him bust down her throat and she wanted to drink it all as he quivered in her mouth.

“Alicia wa… wait wait baby” he tapped her urgently on the head, “Baby, I’m not ready yet, lemme go”.

Stupid fucking boy. She moved both of her hands to his hips and locked him in place as she stopped playing with the head of his dick and started taking him all the way down her throat again. She gagged and coughed and tears streamed out her eyes and she loved it as she rammed her lover down her throat over and over.

“Oh so that’s how you wanna play?” He asked, laughing. Eric reached down and grabbed her by the shoulders lifting her just barely from her knees and then pushed her back to the door of the garage. His cock came out of her mouth with a loud pop as he moved her back the few feet to the door. Once she was on her knees with her back to the wall Eric grabbed both her arms and placed them on the wall above her head, overlaying her wrists and pinning them together against the wall with one hand. The other hand wrapped around her hair on top of her head and pushed her back against the wall. “That’s how you wanna play baby, then fine, let’s play” he said as he slowly ran the tip of his member along her lips.

She parted those lips for him and he needed no more encouragement. He pushed all 7 inches of his massive cock into her mouth at once. She moaned from the pleasure of being taken, from the feral look in her lovers eyes as she stared up at him through gag induced tears. She felt so wonderfully trapped between this beast of a man and the door behind her. He started fucking her mouth right away. His balls slapped her chin repeatedly as the massive cock in her mouth made her jaw start to ache. He didn’t tell her before he came. She only knew it was happening because he pushed himself balls deep into her throat and didn’t pull back out. She felt his cum hitting the back of her throat. Wave after wave of it. She couldn’t think or breath or know anything but bliss in that moment, pure bliss as her husband pumped 26 days worth of cum down the back of throat. Alicia drank and swallowed every bit of it. She loved it when a plan came together.

Just as she was starting to black out from lack of air, hard to breath around a cock that thick, Eric released her hands and withdrew his shrinking cock from her throat. He let go of her hair. She slumped down to be sitting on her butt with her back against the door frame. She looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back. “I love you” they said together. The fire alarm went off.

He’d been making her favorite meal so she was a little sad about that. No regrets though. She’d gotten what she wanted in her mouth. Eric wasn’t upset at all either as he turned off the alarm and cleaned up the burnt food. Hard to be grumpy after cumming that hard. She ordered delivery while he tidied up and then went and changed from business casual to her favorite pair of comfy fluffy pajamas. The ones with the avocados on them. She found her husband again from the sounds of the tv in the living room, the cleaned living room she noticed. He was watching some Discovery show on Great Whites. That was fine by her. She sat down on the other end of the couch, feet towards him, and tuned into the program. Eric absentmindedly grabbed her feet and started massaging them, while on the television a half ton shark breached the surface of the ocean.

They stayed like that together, waiting for their food, and then ate side by side on the couch after it arrived while scientists on the TV swam with prehistoric killing machines. After dinner they didn’t move, just rested together in the living room and watched discovery. Alicia went back to getting her feet rubbed.

She was being patient. He had a refractory period. He was human. She was patient. She didn’t learn a thing about sharks. All she could think of was his cock. How long should she wait? He’d probably tell her when he was ready. They both knew what this weekend was about. It was about ass smacking, ball slapping sex. It was about keep the neighbors up all night and day sex. Fuck me till I forgot the world sex. Make up for 26 days of no orgasms sex. He was looking at her. She blushed. Her hand was down her pajama pants and massaging her clit. She might have been moaning. She shrugged at him and raised her eyebrow. “When’s my big boy gonna be ready to go again?” She asked playfully. At the same time she ran her foot over his thigh and into his crotch. He smirked as her eyes lit up at her discovery. Her toes ran into his bulging member under his khakis and she started rubbing them back and forth against his package.

“Ready again so soon?” She asked.

“Baby, you’ve been sitting there, playing with your pussy and moaning since we finished eating. If that ever doesn’t get me hard, please kill me, life wouldn’t be worth living.”

She stood up from the coach as she laughed at his stupid joke. She kept laughing as she pulled off her pajama shirt and tossed it aside. She was still giggling as she dropped her pants and kicked them away. Still laughing as she got on her hands and knees on the couch, has bare ass facing him. Hahaha. She stopped laughing instantly as she turned back to look over her shoulder, ” Fuck me”, she ordered. No one needed to ask anyone twice.

Eric’s pants hit the ground in record time and he started in on the buttons to his shirt like a man possessed. Not fast enough for Alicia though. “Fuuuuuucccckkkk Meeeeeee” she demanded, this time without looking back over her shoulder. As she drew a breath to make her demand again she was forced to exhale sharply instead. He didn’t give her any mercy at all. He didn’t give her any time. All he gave her, were seven hard inches of fat fucking cock that she’d been craving for nearly a month. A guttural groan escaped her chest as he withdrew and then rammed himself back home inside her. She wasn’t used to this. It had been too long since she’d had her husband’s thickness. She felt like he was splitting her. His hips smacked against her ass as he started to pick up rhythm. He stretched his arms forward and put his hand on her shoulders, locking her in place for him to drill her pussy. She was moaning. Her eyes were open but rolled into the back of her head. He started picking up speed and she felt his balls slap against her. She adjusted her hips just a bit so that on the next stroke they smacked against her clit. Bliss. Stroke. Bliss. Stroke. Oh fuck. Stroke. Too much bliss. Stroke. Too Much Bliss. ” I’m cumming” she screamed, ” oooooh god fuck me, I’m cumming”. He didn’t slow down or miss a beat as an orgasm burned her body that had been building for 26 days. It exploded from her groin into her stomach and through her entire body. Her toes curled, her hands clinched. She slumped forward against the arm of the couch but he didn’t stop fucking her. The orgasm continued to wrack her frame and only seemed to build in intensity with each thrust of his cock. He was massive. He filled her so perfectly. The orgasm went on for what seemed like ages, electricity crackling from her pussy through every muscle in her body and back again, charged up over and over by the pumping between her legs.

Slowly, her screams turned to moans and then pants. As her breathing came back under control and her mind cleared her lover slowed down and finally stopped and withdrew from her. She let her body slump down to the couch cushions and tried to bring her head around to look at her man. She couldn’t manage it though. It was like she couldn’t find the switch to work her muscles. Her head was swimming. She felt his strong arms roll her onto her back and then slide underneath her and her eyes fluttered open in surprise as he lifted her off the couch and into his arms. She smiled up at him.

” Think maybe the bedroom might be best don’t you?” he questioned as he walked her toward the stairs.

“You’ve got a big dick” she said. Wait, no. That’s not what she meant to say. It was true though. She couldn’t focus. He had a very nice cock. It was handsome. Majestic sometimes. She imagined it now, stiff and sticking straight out as he carried her up the stairs. It would be bouncing seductively up and down as he took each step. How wonderful.

He laid her down gently in bed and that made her a little angry. Anger cleared her mind a bit. He better not be going easy on her. Tonight was not for making love. She had a weekend to make love to this man. Tonight she ached for him. She craved him. She rose up from the bed.

” You just fucked me. Now it’s my turn. Lay down”. Eric just raised his eyebrows and climbed onto the bed on top of her. ” Hey it’s my turn. What are you…” he shut her up with a kiss. While their tongues darted together, he positioned himself on top of her and between her legs. He supported himself with one arm while his other hand went between her thighs. He pressed firmly against her mound and squeezed and caressed the lips of her sex. She squirmed her hips beneath him and heard him laugh in the back of his throat. She moaned pitifully. With that he took his lips form hers to kiss down the line of her jaw. He nipped her ear lobe. He played down across her chest, licking and kissing her smooth skin. He found his way to both of her dark nipples, each one hard as glass as her whole body ached to have him. He took first one and then the other into his mouth, twirling and sucking each before biting them playfully and moving further down. He kissed his was across her stomach, over the bit of belly that she was so self conscious about. He stayed there a few seconds longer than necessary, kissing and biting, showing his appreciation for every part of her. Very sweet of him. She wished he’d put her clit in his mouth already.

The entire time he worked his way down her body his hand never left her aching sex. One orgasm hadn’t been enough. She felt greedy. Ravenous. He sensed her urgency. He stopped kissing up her right thigh and brought his mouth back down to her pussy. His tongue had years of practice and he knew how to use it. Her clit was past his lips and encircled by his tongue in seconds. He started on her with fast short movements, flicking the tip of his tongue around and across her clitoris. She moaned and her hands clenched into fists in the bed sheets. She arched her back and pushed herself against his face.

He changed techniques, moving from fast and short to long and slow. He flattened his tongue out and ran it from the bottom of her vagina to her clit, keeping his licks long and slow. Eric stayed like that for a few long minutes as his wife gyrated her hips to grind her clit against his tongue. When she started to move faster he brought his hand up and changed techniques again. He slipped to fingers inside her and curled them upwards, reaching for her g-spot. With his mouth he made a suction over her clit and pulled it inside where his tongue started to relentlessly attack it. He stayed that way for almost fifteen minutes while Alicia enjoyed herself. He loved pleasuring her like this, loved the act of pleasing. Her sighs and moans set fires in his heart and groin. His fingers worked tirelessly inside her, fucking in and out slowly while inside they curled repeatedly in a “come hither” motion that massaged her g-spot perfectly. Alicia came without warning this time. Her moans turned to quick breathing and pants, and her legs locked behind his head. Her thighs squeezed together and put his head in a vice while she let out a screaming growl in appreciation of the second massive orgasm that was playing itself through her body. She began to twitch violently on the bed.His tongue was pushed away from her clit by her contractions but his finger stayed inside her caressing her clit from the inside, encouraging her to cum harder and harder for him. after nearly a full minute her legs and body relaxed and she pushed his hand away gently.

While she recuperated Eric lay near her feet, lovingly caressing her calves. Very slowly his hand against her leg let her re-center herself. For a moment she’d felt like she’d left her body. Her husband had quite literally fucked her out of her mind. Her turn.

She sat up and motioned him towards the center of the bed. He didn’t say a word. He lay on his back in the middle of the bed, legs together and looked at her expectantly. She obliged. One leg over him. Straddling. She was done playing games so didn’t bother grinding and teasing him like she normally would have. She reached between her legs and grabbed the huge fucking cock waiting there. It was hers. It belonged to her. She guided the tip to her soaked entrance and he slid in easily, two orgasms had loosened her up.

She came after his orgasm with a purpose. Right away she started bouncing her ass up and down his shaft, making sure to take every inch of him on each bounce. She leaned forward over him and made sure her nipples dangled right in his face. He took the bait, trading one for the other in his mouth back and forth like a starved man. His hands found their way to her hips and gripped her tightly there, aiding her rhythm and lifting her up and down on his cock.

He went so deep inside her in this position. She loved the way he stretched her. She started to gyrate her hips as she rode him, so that each bounce was from a slightly different angle and touched him in a different way. She picked up speed. She heard him underneath her start to grunt softly each time she brought her ass down against his hips. She smiled to herself and sped up again. His hands on her hips gripped even tighter. He was ravenous with her nipples, biting and licking like he was insane. After a minute of a steady rhythm like that Alicia realized he was fighting her. How fucking rude. Here she was, rubbing her titties in his face, bouncing her ass like an Olympian, and he was trying not to cum. She could tell from the way his muscles tensed and how focused he was on his breathing. Fuck that. She. Wanted. His. Orgasm. Now. Special weapon time. She raised herself up, god damn he felt good as he slid all the way out of her, and switched positions. She faced herself towards his feet, and her ass squarely towards his face. He smacked it hard as she lowered back onto him, and again while she guided his literally pulsating sex back inside her.

“You’re gonna come for me now Eric.” She bounced herself up and down, exaggerating the motion to give the best effect to her asset.

“On three you’re gonna come for me baby. You’re gonna fill my pussy baby.” Up and down. Make sure the ass jiggles. He smacked it again.

“One” Up and down.

“Two” up and down. His whole body tensed.

“Three” Ever so slowly up, excruciatingly slow, ever so slowly down, excruciatingly slow. He let out a loud moan. His hips bucked up into her. His hands grabbed her hips and pulled her down, locking her onto his cock. He gasped and moaned beneath her, and mercilessly, she rotated and bucked her hips, flexed the muscles in her pussy, until she took every last drop of what he could give her. He gave her ass one last smack “I married you for this butt baby”. She twerked it a few times, his quickly shrinking cock still happily inside. The motion caused his eyes to roll back in his head with pleasure and he collapsed back to the bed.

She joined him. She was exhausted. What a day. What a man. What would they do tomorrow?

#

Alicia’s eyes opened slowly to the light of the next morning. The grey dim glow of another cloudy Northern Illinois morning trickled into her bedroom around the edges of blackout curtains. Sleepily she ran her hand under the covers, searching for familiar heat from her husbands body. Ahhhhh, right where he should be. Her hands brushed against the muscles of his stomach, he lay on his side facing her, and she caressed him absentmindedly. As her fingertips played across the sculpted abs he spent so much time working on, her mind wandered back a few hours to the day before. Her nipples were sore this morning, certainly a product of Eric’s lust for them. Her vagina ached as well, both for being sore from the size and force of her husband’s endowment and with the yearning for more. Her hand traveled further down, fingertips writing poems of love and lust with their caress. It drifted to the bottom of his abs and across his pelvis till she found what she was looking for. “Ole’ Reliable” she called it jokingly. For 21 years she’d woken up almost every morning to find the same phenomena. Eric was hard in the morning. Sure as the sun would rise, a seven inch dick would be poking up, ready for her attention, anytime she looked for it in the morning. He said he didn’t really have sexual dreams. She was very dubious about that.

She lay in bed and stroked her husbands cock, lightly so as not to wake him, savoring the feel of his pulse just beneath the skin, admiring how hard he was, imagining all the ways she would get to use her cock today. She let her other hand drift down across her stomach, between her legs. As she continued to run the one hand lightly up and down his shaft she used her other to gently massage her clit. Her entire body tensed, how was she this close already? Her hand between her legs started to move faster, rubbing small quick circles at the top of her pussy. She tried hard to stay quite. She didn’t want to wake him, something about the taboo of getting off beside him, without him knowing, was driving her wild. She couldn’t help but squeeze his cock tighter though. She loved how hard it was and feeling his pulse through the shaft of his cock was having a profound effect on her. She felt the ache between her legs started to pulse, building waves of pleasure from her rubbing, timing the waves with the pulses of his cock. She tried hard not to move or breath too loudly. Her knees came up under the covers and she arched her back. Her hand sped up even more, flying back and forth across her clit. She came hard. Her mouth opened in a silent “O” as she barely kept herself from screaming. Eyes rolled back in her head. It was all she could do to ease her convulsions. She lost the fight to be gentle with his cock, instead strangling it with a death grip as her orgasm smashed into her. After about thirty seconds her body relaxed, allowing her to collapse back into the sheets and loosen her grip on her husbands swollen member. She turned her head to look at him shyly. She couldn’t really make out his features in the shadows of her darkened room, but his breathing was still regular, he hadn’t moved or opened his eyes.

Alicia chuckled to herself. The man died when he slept. Gone to the world. He could be up and out the door in ten minutes, definitely a morning person, but while he was sleeping, god himself couldn’t wake Eric with a bullhorn. She remembered a few months, early in their marriage, where they’d consensually experimented with what he could sleep through. Two orgasms. She had made him cum twice without waking him. And she’d been well on her way to a third if she hadn’t slipped up and bit him. Not a fun trip to the emergency room. She let the aftermath of the orgasm run it’s course and lay in bed languidly while the receding waves of pleasure radiated from between her legs. Her hand still played lazily with Eric.

Eventually she decided to get up and shower. They’d fallen asleep right away last night, cuddling one another in the afterglow of a great fuck. She for sure needed a shower.

In the bathroom she caught a glimpse of herself from the corner of her eye and thanked whatever god claimed his soul at night that Eric had stayed asleep. Her hair was an absolute mess. It stuck up from her head more than a couple inches in four or five places. What a disaster. Alicia fished her hair brush from her drawer below the sink and stepped into the spacious shower. After taming what she could of the monstrosity she called a hairdo she turned on the water.

Ice cold. Snap awake. Her whole body shivered and goosebumps erupted across her skin. She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered in the cold.

“I’ll never understand why you do that to yourself”

Alicia shrieked and jumped so high she almost hit the shower head.

“ERIC OHMYGOSH. You could be a little louder ya know”

“Nope, did it on purpose” he flashed her a huge smile as he slid the glass door of the shower open.

“I thought you were asleep.”

“Well, honey, you damn near ripped my dick off. Hard to sleep through something like that” he explained as he stepped cautiously into the shower, taking special care not to get caught in the icy rain. Alicia blushed and squinted her eyes at him, slightly embarrassed at being caught in such a vulnerable and intimate moment. Without breaking eye contact she reached out her hand and grabbed the detachable head off the wall. His eyes went wide, his hands darted up to protect himself. She sprayed him. Funny to hear such a macho man scream so shrilly.

“Stop stop stop, mercy!” He begged, meanwhile trying to shield himself with his hands. She pointed the stream to the side for half a second, long enough for him to drop his guard, and then aimed right for his cock and balls. Huh, now his screams were on pitch with a baby cat trying to meow for the first time.

He stepped towards her, hands trying to protect his package. He grabbed the hand holding the spray hose and used his other push her abdomen so that she had to take a couple shuffling step back until she bumped into the wall. The tile walls were even colder than the water and they felt frigid against her skin. He pinned her arm against the tile while his other hand came up to her face and pulled it slightly down to his. He kissed her. She closed her eyes and relaxed into him. He moved in closer to her, pressed his body against her. She felt the penis she’d just tried to turn into a cockscicle pressing against her thigh. It warmed her up a little. Her body started to relax into his kiss and the detachable shower head slipped out of her pinned hand.

“Eyyyyy bitch, payback” Eric whispered against her lips. What? Ice water sprayed between her legs. Some instinct inside her tried to climb the tile wall behind her, tried to evade the frigid blast. No use. She started to slip and fall toppling to her left, towards the glass wall. Strong broad arms redirected her, pirouetting her into a dancer’s dip, so that she was staring up at his face. He smiled, tender and full of mirth. He kissed her again and pulled her back to her feet. He was always like that. She was clumsy all the time but he was always there to steady her. She laughed and splashed some water into his face. He blinked it away and smiled. His hands that had held her around the waist to steady her started to drift up and down across her skin as he stared up into her face.

“Sorry for letting you get a little tipsy there, hope you can forgive me, since I caught ya”. He was still standing close to her, the warming water splashing over them both. His smooth skin and hard muscles glistened from the spray. She ran her fingers up his back and through his close cropped hair. He closed his eyes and tilted his head into her hand. She brought the other hand up from where it held his naked hip, dragging it across all the tight planes of his frame until she was running both hands through his hair. He closed his eyes against the splash of water on his upturned face and leaned his head back fully. She massaged his scalp and marveled at how cute he was there, relaxing against her caress. Softly, she drew her nails out of his hair and down his neck to his back. She bent down and kissed the side of his neck, tepid water splashing across her lips. As her kisses lead her to the hollow of his throat her hands drifted down his back, to his ass where she gave him a hard double smack. His body jolted in surprise. She heard him start to protest but brought him up short by bringing her lips back to his and letting her tongue trace along them. Alicia gripped his ass tighter, marveling at tight muscles and soft skin under her hands. Eric returned the favor, bringing his hands down her back and groping her phat cheeks in the now warm water. She felt energy building again. “So much for getting clean” she thought.

Her husband bit her lip. She parted her legs slightly. His thick cock slipped between her thighs and she closed her legs again, trapping him. They were the perfect height, he loved when she did this. He moaned and released her lip from his teeth. She squeezed her thighs together and felt his body convulse ever so slightly. She felt the desire to have him, to feel him iron hard inside her, but this was just too much fun.

She started rocking herself, back and forth, under the spray as steam began to build on the glass. The warm water worked as excellent lubricant, making her thighs slick and wet, perfect for slipping back and forth on a massive cock. Eric moaned into their kiss and she pulled her arms from his ass to hug him tighter, crushing his muscle bound chest against her breasts. Her nipples slipped against his pecs and the warm water, creating a lovely sensation in their already more sensitive state. Eric grunted, suddenly slipping his hands off her butt, lower to her thighs. He gripped her there and lifted her into the air. Her legs hold on his cock broke and she naturally spread them and hooked them around his hips.

He walked her two steps to the back of their custom built shower. They were terribly proud of it. Two years ago they’d had the entire bathroom redone. Beautiful granite around the room and black and grey ceramic tiles in the shower. Their amazing shower head. The best part though, something that had been Alicia’s idea, were a series of steps, seats, and handles that made up the wall of the shower directly across from the glass. They’d never been the right height for proper shower sex, only able to do Alicia’s thigh move, until they’d had the shower redone.

But now…

Eric turned around and sat down on one of the seats. It had plastic wrapped pads in small hollowed out U shapes on both sides of it. Alicia’s knees fit perfectly there, by design. Alicia broke their kiss and smiled down at Eric, grinning ear to ear. She gave her ass a shake and his hands came back up from her thighs to rub her cheeks. She smiled even bigger and started grinding herself against his groin. She could feel the shaft of his cock rubbing against her clit and the lips of her pussy. She felt the head slip between her lips… but moved it out of the way, preferring to tease him.

“No you fucking don’t” her growled. He bought his hands off her ass and used one to lift her slightly and the other to guide himself into her. She wriggled her hips and tried to stop him playfully but she let him have his way in the end. The head of his pulsating cock and an inch or so more slipped inside. She groaned in ecstasy and arched her back. This pulled her up, nearly letting him slip out. Alicia brought her hands around behind her husbands head and looked him in the eye as she lowered herself, ever so slowly, down onto him. Fuck his cock was thick. Fuck he felt so good. Finally she felt her hips meet his. She stayed like that, letting his cock pulse and flex inside her. Feeling all the ways his huge member stretched her even after all these years.

“Alright baby now fuck” Eric told her. No room for negotiation in his tone. Sometimes she liked being told what to do. Alicia fucked him. She rode that perfect cock. Her pussy ached from the way he filled her. Hands dropped to her hips and started pulling her down. Faster and harder Eric forced her down on his cock. Her breathing grew ragged as her mind unfocused, losing grip on anything but the pleasure she felt from her partner. She moved herself up and down his shaft, rhythmically fucking him in and out of her.

She wanted his orgasm. She needed it. She sped herself up, until her rhythm was almost manic. Fingers locked behind his head she used that hold as leverage to bring herself down hard and fast on his swollen cock. Strong hands left her hips and moved back to her ass, gripping it and encouraging her as she rode him. Moans started to escape his lips and she smiled to herself. She still had it.

“That’s right Eric. Give it to me. Cum in this pussy. Cum for me Eric”. He grunted, a guttural sound that came from low in his throat. She felt his hips buck underneath her, spearing himself as deep inside as he’d go. His hands pressed down on the top of her ass cheeks. She felt him shudder and locked her pussy as tightly around his cock as she could. He convulsed once, twice. Eyes shut tight in bliss. She loved the way he looked when he came for her. She gripped him as tight as she could, and slowly moved herself up and down his shaft, trying to milk every last drop out of him. He opened his eyes at that, overstimulation putting a desperate look in them. He was always so sensitive right after an orgasm. She loved to take advantage.

Before he could protest she sat up off his penis, and stood up off her perch. Then she knelt back between his legs. ” Woah. Woah baby, woah. Waaaaaaa aaaaahhhh”, his protest trailed off into moans of pleasure. Honestly, one day this boy would learn not to talk so much. She swirled her tongue around the head of his softening cock and then bobbed up and down. Alicia pulled back the foreskin, exposing his “clit” and started feverishly running her tongue across it. His feet came off the ground as he shuddered and his toes popped as they curled. She loved how sensitive he got. She brought both hands up between his legs as she sucked. On hand cupped his balls while the with the other she used her index finger to slowly circle his asshole. She had him gasping for air. She thought she could hear him trying to put together some kind of sentence in protest, but she just kept sucking his cock. Finally, as his dick went fully soft, she released him. Eric gasped for air, holding his hand on his chest feigning a heartache. She giggled at her love struck husband.

Afterwards the two showered off under the steamy water. Eric washed her. Just like he always did when they showered together. She remembered a time when it used to make her uncomfortable. Now nothing could be more untrue. His strong hands traced over every part of her. They massaged and caressed, Scrubbed and soaped everywhere on her. He was so gentle, and very thorough. He washed every part of her, from the soles of her feet, to the new folds on her stomach that she hated, to wrinkles on her face that made her think she looked too much like her mother. He never missed a spot.

After their shower they toweled off and decided to head out for breakfast. They had a nice little diner not far from the house. The owner was an old friend of Eric’s, they’d gone to highschool together. When Eric went to college for business school, His friend Ethan joined the army. After two tours in Iraq Ethan had been medically discharged and Eric helped him to open the diner. It was a really nice place, the theme was classic rock, guitars and old records all over the walls, a jukebox in the middle of the dining area that only played Ethan’s favorites. Not to mention Ethan was a fantastic cook.

Eric drove them there. Eric always drive when they were together. For two reasons. One, he’d been in three accidents as a child before she met him when she was 17 and he had issues trusting other people behind the wheel. Two he loved road head. It wasn’t soemthing she did for him often. She wasn’t very comfortable with sex in public. However, this particular morning, she was very hot and bothered. Her orgasm in bed had been lovely, but not cumming with Eric in the showerhad built a lot of tension for her. To make things worse she just kept thinking about their big empty house, totally devoid of children or distractions for the entire weekend. She kept dreaming of all the ways he would take her.

“Whatcha doing there honey” Eric asked. Clumsy. Absentminded. Her hand was on his crotch, slowly massaging a growing bulge there. Fuck it. She was already almost there.

Alicia reached down and unbuckled her seatbelt. “Eyes on the road. Drive slow” she said as she leaned herself across the middle console and undid his pants. His cock flopped out from his jeans. Naughty man. Dirty man. He didn’t wear underwear. He had expected her to do this. She almost sat back up to spite Him. Just to teach the presumptuous asshole a lesson. His cock twitched though. Swelling a little as blood rushed to it. Her tongue reached out and licked the head of it. She’d teach him a lesson later. Right now his cock was just too pretty.

She slurped and sucked his cock the entire way to the diner. Towards the end of the short drive he got all the way hard and she was deep throating him as they pulled into their parking spot. As he clicked off the engine she forced as much of him down her throat as she could, until she was choking on him, before finally pulling herself upright in her seat. Eric stared at her wide eyed. “C’mon honey, lets eat. I’m starving”.