On the tail end of an enjoyable, but somewhat frenetic holiday season, my wife and I had agreed to go out together for dinner and some drinks. When she came down stairs after having dressed for dinner, she looked fantastic in her skirt, tasteful formfitting top, knee high leather boots and her brand new cashmere throw-over cape. Even after twenty-five years together, there were times when I was still stunned by her beauty and just how physically attractive I found her. Let me tell you more about her. Tall and thin at 5’ 7” and about 130 pounds, shoulder length brown hair, beautiful blue eyes and high-cheek bones. Even at 49 years young, her body was still toned from frequent workouts and yoga sessions. Incredibly long legs, topped off by a laser refined bush that is about and an inch wide and a few inches tall. Her size C breasts centered by perfect, sensitive and long nipples. In short, she was and has always been my dream girl.

As we had dinner and drinks we rehashed the Christmas and upcoming New Year’s Eve holiday. Children, friends and family are a blessing, but when packed into a one-week period of non-stop exposure, a stiff cocktail or two was certainly in order. As is typically the scenario, our banter over dinner was easy and fun. Just like it was when we first fell in love in our early twenties. I know we both feel fortunate on that front. Sexually speaking, I would say we have an active and fulfilling sex life, if not typically somewhat rushed or squeezed due to business travel or simple exhaustion. As we left the restaurant to begin the 30-minute trek home, I was excited to hatch my plan to spice things up a bit.

When we got into our SUV, I told her how sexy she looks and how much she turned me on. She smiled and provided one of her typical modest retorts. Then I shared that I had brought a sex toy that we can enjoy if we can find a secluded parking spot near home. She seemed hesitant, but gave a look signaling she was game. On the way home, I placed my hand on her knee and raised her skirt as I slid my hand towards her panties. Ever the modest one she tugged her skirt lightly back down over her leg as my hand found its target. As I slowly circled my hand over her pussy, I had the feeling that we were once again in our twenties and could not keep our hands off of one another. I could feel the heat coming from between her legs. I undid my belt and unzipped my pants to encourage her. Before she could comment about other drivers being able to see, I pulled my coat over my groin. As we sped down the road, I could feel the sexual tension building.

As we drew closer to home, I pulled into the back of office building that I was sure would be empty on a late Friday night. I left the radio playing and invited her to join me in the back of the SUV. Since it was a new vehicle, I feigned interest in seeing how we could lay the rear seats flat. She smiled knowingly and let me have my fun. As we slid into the back seat, we kissed for the first time that evening. Perhaps it is chemistry. Perhaps it is love. But whatever it is, when I kiss my wife, I feel like I am in heaven. As we kissed and groped, I undid her bra and removed my shirt. I asked her if she was curious about my plans. She smiled as I pulled out an eight inch glass dildo that we had used on occasion in the past. As I nibbled my way down from her neck to her tits, she rubbed the back of my head encouragingly. Once I slid my mouth over her nipples and heard her moan, I know we were well on our way. By this point the only article of clothing between the two of us was her skirt, which was hiked up around her mid-section. As I firmly, yet gently sucked on her nipples, I rubbed two of my fingers over her now soaking pussy. She moaned with pleasure.

After a few minutes of this foreplay, I moved my mouth down to her pussy. Her musk was intoxicating. Her pussy juice was glistening in the reflected light as I flicked her clit with my tongue. By this time, she was sucking hard on my now stiff cock. We were definitely in the throes of passion. I slid one end of the dildo into her pussy as she moaned with pleasure. I slowly moved it in and out of her wet snatch. I could feel her tension dial up based on the response of her mouth on my cock. She gasped “faster, fuck me with it faster.”

In a sexual trance I slid the smooth orb in and out again in a fast rhythmic manner. I knew she was close. I told her I wanted her to cum and she moved her hips up and down quickly, while at the same time I shot my load into her mouth. She let out a deep groan as she climaxed. We laid in each other’s arms for several minutes before we put ourselves together and made our way home to our two teenagers who were in no doubt completely uninterested in our night out.

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