The Willing Wife

It seems like it’s always work. It’s a drag. The only thing in your life worth anything is your wife, Kathleen. Not only did you manage to marry up in the looks department, but also in the life partner department. She is always there for you, urging you to do new things, encouraging you when you need it. She is the shining light in the darkness that would otherwise subsume you.

You return home from work. You’re exhausted. It has just been one of those days when nobody is happy about anything. All you would like to do is relax on the couch with a drink until you fall asleep. Several drinks. Many drinks.

You walk in the front door. “Heya, gorgeous, I’m home.”

Silence greets you.

Oh, right. It’s a Wednesday, and Kathleen goes to her book club on Wednesdays. It’s really a drink wine and bitch club, but Kathleen enjoys it, so you don’t mind. Honestly, you’re not sure if there has ever been a single book read in the club.

It’s up to you to make dinner so you can crash. You go to the kitchen to see what you have available.

Huh. There’s a note on the counter. “Hiya, handsome! There’s a surprise waiting for you in the bedroom. Love you lots!”

She’s so sweet. You debate whether you’ll make dinner first or see the surprise. The surprise wins out.

The path to your bedroom is dark, as if someone has closed all the blinds. As you grope for the light switch, you hear a throaty voice say, “Don’t turn on the light, mister.” A match flares to light three candles in succession.

Your beautiful wife Kathleen is lying on her side in lingerie you have never seen before. “Well, hello, handsome,” she says. “Would you like to join me?”

You vaguely notice how her hair is framing her beautiful face. You more immediately notice how her bra has pushed her modest chest into an intriguing mass. Though you know them intimately, you now feel the need to explore. Her panties have snaps on them. While you don’t know why underthings would need snaps, you wish to explore this concept.

You mumble something that you feel is vaguely articulate. It’s hard to say whether Kathleen agrees, because she just laughs, lunges forward to grab you by the collar, and pulls you onto the bed.

Her lips are perfection as she kisses you. Her body simultaneously melts and firms as she molds into you. As your hand slides up her body it becomes more firm, but somehow she remains so soft underneath you.

Your mouth finds Kathleen’s neck; a known weak point. “Oh,” she pants. “Oh, oh, oh, oh my god!” You begin to nibble at the corner of her neck and shoulder. She has other ideas.

Kathleen flips you over. Now you are lying on your back with your wife looming over you. She employs the snaps on her panties, which were apparently for tearing them off, then mounts you.

This is a feeling that, despite having been with Kathleen for years, never gets old to you. You let loose a groan while Kathleen issues a sigh. Your fingers fumble around until you unsnap her bra. You’re not sure she even notices, as she is lost in the feeling of you inside her. Kathleen rides you as if you have the COVID vaccine in your dick. She lays her body against you, which is just a ploy for you to bite her neck again, and you willingly oblige.

“That’s it, right there, don’t stop,” she pants. You are about to tell her you can’t last much longer when her back arches, indicative of her orgasm. Her rhythm slows, which disappoints you. You’d like to cum, but the important thing is that she did.

Kathleen sees your face. “Oh, no, not on my watch!”

She pulls off of your dick so fast you feel whiplash. Suddenly, you feel a different type of pressure on your member as her mouth envelopes you.

You let out an involuntary groan.

Somehow you can feel Kathleen grin. She speeds up as you feel yourself getting closer. Her hand is massaging your balls. It’s too much.

Kathleen makes satisfies noises as you fill her mouth. After going and cleaning herself up, she sighs in satisfaction as she cuddles close to you.

“I’ll tell you what,” Kathleen says into your chest. “To show you how much I love you, we’re going to do something new. No, wait, not something new, lots of new things. Let’s do a new thing couple of days for the next year.”