Memories to Savor..Part 1

It had been, since our dating years, a tradition to celebrate my wife’s birthday with a special time out. With her birth date being close to Christmas, and us living in a northern state, most of these celebrations involved a backdrop of a beautiful snowy setting. The recollection of a memorable night, some eleven years into our marriage finds that setting to be the same. So more or less, this could be titled, A Cold Winter’s Night (that resulted in some of the hottest sex the two of us had shared together, to date).

My wife and I are closing in on forty years of marriage. This coming June we will have reached that milestone. Oftimes now, I reflect back on times gone by, and times, when time spent with her alone, left an everlasting imprint on my heart and mind, of how sex within a healthy, loving marriage is truly a gift from God.

Okay, lest I digress, back to “our story”: This year we had decided to expand celebrating her birthday. Rather than a night out, we had made plans to have my parents’ watch our children, and to have the two of us spend a full night away from home. I had made hotel reservations in a town twenty-five miles from where we lived. The plan was to have dinner at one of our favorite eateries there and then check into the hotel for the night. The dinner was fantastic. What was to follow later was, well, more than fantastic.

Making our way to the car, my wife suggested we stop off and pick up a few wine coolers for later. So we did. We arrived at the hotel, checked into our room, and made our way to it via the ground floor. I slid the key card through the lock slot, and she walked past me and immediately removed her coat and dropped it on the floor. She looked beautiful as always, but tonight her beauty was infused with a purposeful sexuality that I lwould revel in later.

She was wearing a green and black dress that was tight to her perfect size seven body. It was somewhat low cut and revealed the cleavage of her gorgeous breasts. The room was dimly lit with only the outside lighting of the parking lot peaking through a gap in the window’s curtains. Wasting no time, she grabbed a bottle out of the wine cooler six pack, opened it, and put to her mouth. I went to turn on the lamp that was on the nightstand, and she said, “Why don’t you just leave that off? I think the lighting is perfect, the way it is.” So, I killed the light.

She moved over to the window and leaned back against the wall next to it while facing me. She told me to have a seat and relax. So I pulled a chair up, loosened my tie, sipped my cooler, and then watched as my wife put on a show for me that had to have been pre-planned.

With her ass against the wall and her head thrown back, she began rocking from side to side, as though she was were dancing to a secret sensual beat in her head. Still sipping her cooler, she took her free hand and began to unbutton her dress. She made the row of buttons loose down to her waist, and, while still doing her little dance, revealed to me her sheer black lacy bra. Her nipples were poking out, and her large pink areolas were plumped out. My cock was starting to stiffen in my pleated dress slacks as I watched her move.

She then slid her dress down off of her shoulder’s and let it fall to the floor. There she stood in only her black lace bra and french cut pantie hose and black heels. She had opted to go without panties, so I could see her perfect mound of pussy hair through the shimmery pantyhose. Her curves at her waist were model-like. She was every man’s dream. But she was, and still is, only mine to have.

As she drank her cooler she held the bottle loosely to her mouth, so that some of the bottle’s content, dripped down her chest, and trickled down between her big tits. She then reached around behind her back and unclasped her bra, let it fall, and, while sipping her wine, took her hand and rubbed the dripped amount of her drink all over her nipples.

By this time .. I had disrobed down to my boxers, and my cock was swollen to the point of its max length, and girth. I just had to stroke it, just a little while I watched my wife sharing with me her show.

She now was working on her second cooler and had turned to face the wall, still clad in her hose and heels. She set the cooler on the table next to her, put both of her hand’s high above her head and placed them against the wall. She then stuck her pretty ass out, while spreading her legs, and took one hand off of the wall, and slipped inside the waistband of her pantyhose. From where I was sitting, I could witness her fingering her pussy, as she stuck her ass out further. With one hand still bracing her against the wall, she moved her hips as though she was being fucked or fucking.

I encouraged her to keep it going, telling her to fuck it hard. And she would respond with the question, “Do like what you see….me fucking myself?”

I told her, “yes baby I love watching it.”

She then asked me, “Is your dick hard?”

I told her that it was rock hard. She continued to finger her cunt a while longer then turned around and walked toward me. Her tits were firm and full, and her nipples were erect and hard. She kept one hand inside her hose and continued to tip the bottle to her lips as she slowly walked up to me. She came to stop between my legs that were spread open as I sat in the chair. She set the bottle down, pulled her hand from inside her pantyhose and stepped out of her heels and pulled the French cuts down past her thighs, knees and then completely off. Her pussy was so wet that I could see the moisture that dripped from it on the inner portions of her thigh.

She put her hand’s on my shoulder’s, bent down and whispered in my ear, “I’m going to suck that fat, hard cock of yours.” With that, she dropped to her knee’s and put her hand’s on my thigh’s and bowed her head, mouth open, to take my cock between her lips. She didn’t hesitate to go deep down my shaft and sucked me hard as her mouth slid back up to the hood of my dick. There she locked her lips tight and moved her head upward to make a popping sound as her lips ripped up over my cock’s head. Again she took me deep down her throat, tightening once more as she moved her mouth up my shaft, and popped my swollen hood.

My hands found her tits, and I while she fucked me with her mouth, I played with her tits and tugged on both of her stiff nipples. She was mouth fucking me wildly now, and the slurping sound became louder and louder to go with her moans of satisfaction. She grabbed my ball sack, and pulled down on it, then rolled one nut at a time, between her fingers.  Not wanting to cum, I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back away from me.  I then stood, took her hand to help her up off of her knees, and led her to the king sized bed…………

To be continued!

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