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.
"Ahhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh, Yesssssss! Yesss!”
He stayed on her clit and shoved two fingers into her vagina. He pushed them as far in as they would go and began to fuck with them, simulating a penis.
Her mouth went to his balls then. She took one at a time into her mouth and rolled them around, being careful not to bite or use too much pressure. She knew they were man's most vulnerable place, and that if she hurt him in that area, she could spoil their lovemaking completely. She needn't have worried. She was doing everything exactly right, and he was almost going out of his mind.
Her tongue began licking the ball sac all over then, making it wetter and wetter. After a while her face was covered with her own saliva. She urged him to lift one leg, pushing the hairy, muscular thigh up with her hand. When he did, she let her tongue trail to the back of the sac. She placed her lips over the thick cord that ran from his balls to his rectum. It was like a small finger. She sucked on it and licked her way back until she was circling the puckered asshole. Then, spreading his hairy cheeks, she dipped her tongue into the hole and began to probe.
"Aaaeeeooowww!" he almost screamed. His pelvis was doing gyrations now. She had never seen him so hot, and she was glad she had been able to make him this way all by herself. His mouth came down over her pussy again, hard. He sucked her so furiously she felt like her womb had come into contact with a vacuum cleaner.
At this point, they both realized that they couldn't keep up their oral lovemaking. It would be over before it got started.
They pulled away from each other's genitals at the same time and he swung her up and around until their faces were close again. He kissed her deeply and long, running his hands up and down her body as he did. He cupped her perfect breasts in his hands and began to squeeze them, delighting in the firm resiliency of the flesh. They were still the most wonderful breasts he'd ever felt.
“Put it in me now, darling!" she whispered huskily. "I can't wait another minute!”
He crawled up over her. At the same time she grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her ass.
"I want you to go as deep as you can," she explained.
His cock went into her slowly.
"Push harder, darling!”
"I don't want to hurt you.” "You couldn't hurt me now! I want you to fuck me hard, do you understand? I want you to fuck the shit out of me!”
He was shocked. She had never said this to him before.
"What?” "You heard me, darling. It's wonderful when you're gentle with me, but I miss you when you're rough! I want you to fuck me until I can't stand up, and then fuck me some more for good measure!”
He grabbed her thighs and pushed them up and back. Her pussy looked completely plugged when he glanced down at it. He pulled out until only the head was still buried behind the lips and hesitated a second. She reached back and dug her nails sharply into his buttocks.
"Now! Drive it hard!”
He slammed home with such force it almost knocked the breath out of her.
“Uufff!”
He slammed again, and her eyes rolled back until he could only see the whites.
"Harder!" she almost screamed. "Fuck me so hard I can feel it in my throat!”
He began to hammer into her like a piston. He grabbed her breasts for balance, and began to squeeze the nipples so hard her face became a mixture of passion and pain.
"Yes! Squeeze them! Pinch them! Hurt them! That's what they're there for! Tear them out by the roots!”
Her pussy began to clutch and grab, squeeze, massage, milk. She was driving him crazy! He'd never seen her so hot. Never seen any woman so hot. She bucked her hips up to meet his thrusts. Her ass was lifting itself off the pillow, a foot in the air. She was pushing him into the air, supporting him with her loins. He'd never realized how strong she was!
"Aaaggghhh! I'm getting there! I can't stand it! It's too much! I'll die! Oh, God, fuck me to death, you fucking bastard!”
Her nails were drawing blood from his buttocks. Still, she seemed to want him to slam into her harder and harder. Sweat was pouring from his body now, dripping down on her. She was also covered in a thin film of it, and her brow was beaded. Her face was getting flushed, and red blotches began to appear on the milky white skin of her breasts.
His own climax was near. He took his hands away from her breasts and noticed that he'd pinched her nipples so hard he'd almost made them bleed. He dipped his mouth and began to suck the bruised little buds as hard as he could.
His mouth caused her to go over the edge. She felt the wave of her climax crash down, and, with a long, piercing scream, she was carried under. Her pussy gripped him so tightly she almost cut off the flow of his sperm, which had begun to shoot deeply into her womb. He half cried and half shouted as he buried his head into the soft hollow of her shoulder and waited until the almost painful orgasm subsided.
After a few minutes, he rolled away from her, pulling his softening cock out as he did.
They held each other tightly for a long time without speaking.
"Darling," she said at last, "what's been the matter with us? Why couldn't it have been this way all along?”
He didn't know what to say. Had it been his fault? Hers? What difference did it make? Things would be fine between them now, and that was all that really mattered.
He yawned, finally.
"Mind if I nap for a little while?” "Of course not. I will, too. I'm tired from the trip.” "Where did you say Buffy was?”
“At Danny Bates' house. For the evening."
Ed drew a sigh of relief. It looked like all his troubles were over. Danny was definitely a kid who didn't know his cock was good for anything except taking a leak.
"Good," Ed said. "It's about time Buffy made some new friends.”