About 15 minutes

Enough for one glass of wine, I thought as my husband pulled in. I opened the door as he approached, with a sultry smile and a glass of wine in my hand. "Hello handsome."

"Hi Hon-" he cut himself off as he looked at me. "Hehe, so it is this kind of birthday?"

I just nodded. He didn't know about Samuel or my trauma but every couple years I asked Samuel for great sex on his birthday, so he has come to notice when I am ready and hungry for him on his birthday. I took his coat and briefcase and guided him to the kitchen. I had already put all the food away except for two plates. I had plenty of food on both so there was likely no need for seconds.

I sat down as he did and he just looked so warmly at me. My heart melted a bit.

"What did I do to deserve such a loving wife," he asked.

"You were and are a loving husband. Now eat up, you are going to need the calorie's," I said.

He dug right in and his smile was evident. I began eating too. It did taste good, I had become a wonderful cook in these past years, something my old self would have never cared about, and to be honest, she was kind of dumb. Looking at my smiling husband was more than enough motivation to enjoy cooking. I finished my meal before him and wrapped mine up in plastic and went over to him and began rubbing his shoulders.

"That feels nice," he said. "But are you sure you aren't more hungry?"

"I am, but not for dinner," I said sipping my wine. "I'm ready for desert."

"What's for desert?" he asked, he clearly didn't get I was referring to sex.

"I was thinking some how about pie, better yet, banana cream and pie," I said.

"Banana cream and pie, don't you mean banana cream pie?" he asked.

I just snickered as I got down on my knees and slid under the table, undoing his zipper and pulling out his dick as I began to lick it.

"Oh! Oh! That's-" he paused. "Damn!"

I teased him by licking more than sucking. I didn't want to let him finish before we got to the bedroom. Glancing at my phone 6:55PM, yeah it was time. I got up and grabbed his plate, he seemed to be done eating. If I didn't take it he probably would have picked at it a bit more but it could wait til tomorrow. We needed to get to the bedroom.

"You sure you don't wanna watch tv?" he asked. "Before we-"

"Nope, it's your birthday and I want to make the most of it, now let's go," I said grabbing his tie and pulling him up to the stairs. We slipped off our shoes and he took off his clothes quickly, while I slowly danced my way out of them.

7PM

I felt it. That familiar feeling take over. He dragged me to the bed and pushed his way inside me. I gasped as he did. He was rarely forceful like this, probably the book's influence but given that he was doing something he wanted to do and not being familiar with the magic. He probably just assumed he was lost in the magic. I was a bit jealous of him in that regard. I wish I could just get lost in the magic of the book too. Though as the night went on, I'm sure he'd fuck my critical thinking skills away and I may forget for a moment here and there.

I leaned in and kissed his neck as he squeezed me and began to buck his hips and I found myself moaning loudly. Fuck it felt way better than normal. Was this the book? I didn't ask Samuel for anything like that but- fuuuuuck

I wrapped my legs around him and squeezed. I finger nails digging into his back. My entire body was flushed with euphoria at a level I just couldn't describe. "Don't stop, don't stop, god please don't stop," I said as he continued to push into me.

We fucked for what felt like days but as I glanced at the clock, I noticed it was only 8:30PM. I was getting thirst. I tried to ask for a water break but my body wouldn't respond, clearly a sign the book was going to **** us a while longer. Which was fine, I had prepared for this. I had a case of water next to the bed. I grabbed a bottle and lifted it up to my dear husband.

"Drink while you pound me please," I said as he continued slamming against me.

"Okay," he said. Most of it bounced out of the bottle as he continued but the rest he did manage to drink.

Since he was on top of me, all the lost water just fell on me. It was so cold! My nipples recoiled from the coldness but he quickly noticed and grabbed my breasts squeezing as he pushed even deeper inside of me.

I grabbed a few more water bottles. Trying to drink one myself. "Get some more water babe. I want to get some more desert. I've been a good girl right. I can have some more banana cream?" I asked.

"Fuck, of course!" he shouted.

Author Note: Sex scenes aren't my strongest but since I haven't done any real straight sex, here ya go! Once again I got this idea after someone gave me the idea! Comments and messages always welcome! I don't intend to continue the sex scene but I am ending it here because I figured someone here may be better at this and wanna dive into these two fucking for another 3 and half hours. By which! Enjoy potential branch paths!