Oliver smiled warmly at his wife Jeanette as she returned from taking care of the baby. Between their two jobs and taking care of their three kids, the two of them hardly had any time together anymore, so it was a delight on occasions like this when they were alone in their bedroom. After all these years, Jen was still his best friend. Work had been especially stressful at the lab for the past couple of weeks. "Is she asleep?" Oliver asked. Jeanette nodded and returned his smile, and Oliver felt his pulse quicken at the thought of what might come next. He'd told her a little bit of his concerns about his job, and they'd agreed that they'd talk about it after the kids were in bed. But now Oliver found the need to process what was happening at work fading when faced with his wife's bedroom eyes. His wife of 14 years was still gorgeous, with lightly tanned skin, blonde hair cut to hang just to her chin and a body kept lean and firm with a weekly spinning class and yoga three times a week. She leaned in and kissed him, a little peck on the lips. He grinned and grabbed her shoulders as she tried to back away, pulling her in close and mashing his lips hungrily to hers, in case she had any doubt about what he hoped and planned to do with her tonight. Her large C cup breasts crushed to his chest, she ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer, her tongue probing into his mouth as her other hand roamed down to grab his ass. Already half-erect, he ground against her while his hands slid down her back and over her generous ass cheeks, straining at the skirt she was still wearing. His hands continued down to the hem of her skirt, his palms kneading the backs of her thighs as his fingers reveled in the soft touch of her silk-encased legs. They'd agreed that she would cut back her hours when their third daughter was born, but she still worked as a notary part time and had to dress in respectable business attire as a result. He dragged his fingers back up, curling under the hem of her skirt as he moved his tongue to the spot just under her jaw that she loved him to mouth. He sucked gently on her neck and was rewarded with a low moan. Encouraged, Oliver pulled her skirt up over her ass cheeks, surprised and pleased to feel that she had opted for stockings and garters today rather than the usual pantyhose. She must have been looking forward to tonight as well!
His touch confirmed it moments later, as he grabbed a cheek in each hand, pulling her ass to him and apart so that the fingers on his left hand could probe along the line of her thong to feel the wetness already there. Jeanette's musky aroma perfumed the air and his mouth, occupied with licking her collarbone, started to water even more. "Mmmm...you know what I want?" he asked huskily in her ear. His wife had other ideas, though. Jeanette was unbuckling his belt as they ground together, but her other hand, impatient, was clumsily unzipping his fly and reaching in to stroke him in his boxers. In moments, she had his seven inches out and throbbing slickly in her hand. Oliver yanked her thong to the side and probed her slit with his fingers, his middle finger slipping in to the second joint with little resistance. He moaned as she squeezed his finger, her pussy pulsing along its length. Clearly she'd kept doing her kegel exercises even after their daughter had been born! Oliver grabbed her more firmly, thrusting his finger deeper into her, and started to lick down her chest as he unbuttoned her blouse. Jeanette bit his earlobe and said "Stop!", then stuck her tongue in his ear before leaning back to gaze deeply into his eyes.
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