Act as if nothing happened ...

Sarah bolted from the bed and threw a robe over her scantily clad outfit, meeting her children as they wandered into the house. She prepped dinner and had it ready when Brad arrived. The family ate a casual dinner as Brad admired his beautiful wife. He could hardly wait till they put the kids to bed. Tonight he was going to make love to his wife. No prescribed routine, no instructions, Brad would simply make love like he used to. The kids were put to bed and Brad suggested they go to bed early as he playfully tugged on the robe’s sash. Sarah remembered leaving the dildo on the bed and told Brad to lock up while she went up. Having beaten Brad to the room, she had plenty of time to stash her recent lover back into hiding. Sarah sprawled out on the bed, waiting for Brad to enter. She watched Brad walk into the room and strip down to his boxers before falling atop her barely clad body. Brad kissed her luscious lips and quickly focused his attentions on the ripe melons ready to pop from the alluring confines. He pushed the bra up, spilling her breasts out for his eager mouth to suck on. He sucked both tits with hurried passion while writhing out of his boxers. Brad’s cock was ready for action and he placed the glistening tip at Sarah’s slit. He ran the head up and down along the slit several times, as he usually did, until Sarah’s lips parted, granting him entry to the passageway. He slid in with ease and started pumping furiously. Within a few minutes, he was grunting as his semen squirted out, coating Sarah’s walls.

Sarah moaned and groaned as Brad went through his motions, encouraging his ego. However, for Sarah, her satisfaction was nowhere near the level she had experienced the previous two days. She faked an orgasm when Brad’s cock pulsed, sending his hot jiz in her. Brad rolled off of Sarah, content, satisfied, and proud. He said, “I love you,” before kissing her and turning on his side. He was asleep within minutes as Sarah softly stroked his back, wondering to herself, “What the hell is going on?”

Any other time, the sex they just had, was perfect, enjoyable, and mutually beneficial. Tonight, though, it seemed, quick, unemotional, unfulfilling, and most of all boring and routine. The past two days, Brad had been creative and imaginative. Sarah was sure today was going to be another one of those incredible nights, especially after sending her on her journey, with such explicit instructions. Yet, now she lie in bed with her sleeping husband, wanting more; more caressing, more kissing, more loving, more attention, more adventure, more sex, … and more cock. Her pussy was clamoring for more. What she had wasn’t enough. Brad left her wanting, and hungry.

Sarah, confused and bewildered, floated into a fitful sleep as she tossed and turned.