Ed was annoyed when he came home and found that Mrs. Higgins wasn't there. A stew was already cooked on the stove top and covered to keep it warm. But the housekeeper was gone.
She could have left a note to say why she couldn't stay, he thought. He went upstairs, walked into the bedroom, and stopped dead in his tracks!
Martha was stretched out on the bed. Her red hair was flowing softly back on the pillows, looking like it had been brushed and arranged that way for a photograph. It shimmered with highlights and framed the delicate, lovely features of her face. Her body was freshly showered and powdered, and she wore a pale green negligee that matched her eyes. The material was so thin he could see through it, and she wore nothing underneath.
One leg was raised slightly, making the folds of the wrap separate, the separation stopping just at the vee of her crotch. Her red pubic hairs were noticeable only if one looked closely. Her long, tapered legs were the most beautiful shape he'd ever seen. Not even in sexy magazines had Ed found a woman's body that could compare with his wife's.
Her feet were bare, and the toenails had been painted with a polish that gave a luminous, silver glow.
The top of the negligee was also parted a little bit, and the valley of her breasts was deep. The perfectly shaped mounds rose and fell with her breathing.
"Hi," Martha said to him. "I'm glad you're home, darling. Buffy told Mrs. Higgins she was spending the evening with Danny Bates, and I told Mrs. Higgins to take the rest of the day off. I was so anxious to see you, to be alone with you."
Ed walked slowly to the bed and looked down at the exquisite sight of his wife. A fire began in his loins that he hadn't felt for almost two weeks. He suddenly realized how much he'd missed her.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back? I would have met you at the train."
"I didn't want to disturb your work, darling. I know how hard you work. I had no trouble getting a taxi."
He sat on the edge of the bed. She reached over and took one of his hands in her own. "Have you missed me?"
"Yes. Yes, very much. You don't know how much."
"Show me."
He leaned over and kissed her. Her mouth responded in a way that he wasn't used to. His wife seemed to be passionately in need of him at the moment. It was an experience that he found very new and very exciting. It had been like this once, for the first few years of their marriage. Suddenly, he felt like a young man again.
"Oh, darling," she breathed huskily in his ear. "Take your clothes off. Show me how much you miss me! Show me how much you forgive me for leaving you all alone!"
"I'm the one who should ask to be forgiven. The way I've treated you, "
"Shush! I don't want to hear any of that kind of talk. I want you in my arms now. Just the two of us, making love the way we want to!"
He was stripped in seconds. She stared at his body and admired it in a way that she hadn't done since their honeymoon.
"Ohhh, darling. How big and strong you are. And so beautiful!"
He half crouched over her.
"Do you want to take off your gown?"
"Take it off me!"
He began to gently slide the green, flimsy material over her shoulders.
"No, darling. Yank it! Show me how much you want me! Tear it off if you like! When you do that, I know how impatient you are to have me!"
He couldn't believe his ears. He wasn't used to this attitude.
"What's come over you* Martha? I thought you hated me when I got rough."
She smiled at him.
"I've been a fool. I've played silly little games with you. I should have realized that somebody like you, all man, isn't going to put up with silly little hold-out games. And that's what I played. It took me over two weeks at my sister's to realize how stupid I've been. Every night, alone in my bed there, I wished you'd come through the door and, and rape me!"
Ed's head was spinning.
"Don't worry about that, honey," he said. "You'll never get raped by me. Not again, anyway. I promise you that."
"But if that's what you want, "
"What I want is a wife who desires me as much as I desire her. Who wants to please me in every way I want to please her. I think we should both be aware of each other's needs, and be considerate and loving, "
"Oh, Ed, darling, I've never heard you talk this way!"
"Maybe I'm just falling in love with you for the first time. You see, I've done a lot of thinking about what we've meant to each other, and what we came so close to losing, "
"Darling! Let's talk later. I'm on fire!"
He'd never heard her talk that way. Not for a long time, at least. She pushed his shoulders back, forcing him down on the bed. Then she climbed up over him. She began by kissing his chest. Then her lips made a little wet trail down his stomach, and her tongue dipped into his navel.
"Owwwww,!" he sighed.
Suddenly her mouth was on his cock. It sprang up to meet her lips and she closed in over the head. She had only done this to him in the past when he forced her, and then she resisted to violently she gave him little pleasure from the act. This time her mouth did everything it was supposed to do, and more. She wet the big knob of the head thoroughly, rolling her tongue around and around. When she went down farther, the cock slid easily into her throat, and she didn't stop until she had taken the shaft all the way down.
He threw his head back and groaned. He felt her lips at the base now, pressing into his hairs. Her hand reached under and cupped his balls, squeezing them gently. The sensation almost drove him wild.
"Ahhhhh, baby, ohhhhh, maybe you better stop, darling. Maybe I can't take too much of that!
She pulled off his cock. Her freshly painted mouth was slightly smeared when she smiled up at him, but he had never seen her face look more beautiful. Her eyes shone with excitement.
"Do it to me at the same time!"
He swung her around until her crotch was directly in front of his face, but he didn't have to encourage her. She was more than willing to assume the position she'd suggested. From this close, her thighs were even lovelier, even smoother, more shapely. He wanted to dive into her flesh and drown there. He'd have liked to crush her body into his until they were one. He wanted to eat her, lick her, devour every inch of her hot, vibrant flesh.
His head came down and he began to slowly nuzzle her pubic hair. Without coaxing from him, she parted her thighs and he saw her beautiful vagina, already wet, waiting for his mouth to make love to it.
He began to lick slowly up and down the puffy lips, already opening in their passion. His tongue went farther and he began to taste the darker, pinker flesh inside. He pressed in until his nose was buried beneath the gates of her womb as well as his tongue. He spread the lips farther apart with his thumbs and began to wash his face in the wet, soft flesh.
He reached up with his hand and found her erect clit. He began to rub it around between his thumb and forefinger, and in a moment she was squirming almost out of control. Her mouth and throat held his cock down for such a long time he was afraid she'd smother herself. But he couldn't stop her. The sensations she caused were beyond his power to stop.
His mouth shot up and he took the hard little clit between his teeth and bit down on it gently. She almost screamed. He continued the soft bites while he circled the tip with his tongue. He knew the sensation was driving her to a pitch of frenzy. Her thighs began to tremble violently, and finally she pulled his cock out of her mouth and let out a long cry.