Just take what you want.

She says:

And I feel this involuntary jerk In my groin. She smiles warmly, like the taste of caramel in my mouth and Chantilly lace. Just so smooth and sweet. So much southern charm soaking in gin and bourbon and a wonderful smile. Her smile lights up my heart.

Go ahead. What’s the worst that can happen? I tell you wait till later? I think you can handle that tiger.

And she’s right. We have a bond of love and fuck. Whenever, wherever, within reason. Let’s do this. And it’s a weird feeling but I like it. It, that freedom, it makes me open a little wider. Like that’s sorta neat. But it’s more.

It’s perfect.

Because I want to be desired by her. I want her to lose herself in me the way I do with her. Like this moment is all that matters. Like I’m not doing some technique as much as I’m reveling in the skin and breadth of my wife. I also want to be hungered for, desired, ravished and taken out.

Like we could be here deliciously for a bit. Like these hugs and kisses during the day elude to a deeper passion of plunging myself deep in her ass as I cum and slam down into her gut, and she grunts and squirms as I stab her ass with my cock.

Or just that good love. No pain, not pressure. Like what they sing about on eight tracks. Like we are soul fucking. Just pure R&B raunch. I love her like that as well. licking her breast as I seduce her pussy, I like that bond. I love that we have this freedom. It doesn’t mean that I’m just going all crazy Willy nilly sticking beef jerky up my wife.

I think that the freedom is key. It is nice to be thought of as important. It is nice that someone would want to travel down a dark alleyway just to see what is on the other side with me. It is nice to have such a good friend and partner.

Because I need that. I’m curious by nature. Dangerously so, and here she comes to join me, putting the kabash on things as soon as she sees them, or sometimes, just sometimes we take turns talking each other into some weird shit.

And so in the morning, I wake up 10 minutes early. Brush away the sleep and I wake her up. We cuddle for a bit, and I take the dogs out. She likes to take her time getting ready. I think it’s almost a ritual. Hair and make up and shine, but maybe it’s preparing, for a day of insanity. The war paint you can’t see in the breath between moments.

And when I’m done with the dogs, I set the table, make her coffee, make tea for the little one, give the dogs treat and when everything is set and only then, I take what I want.

I find her in her closet, looking for a blouse. Morry smiles warmly at me, and I go to her, encircle her with my arms, breathe her in. Her skin is magnetic, and lovely. I push her back to her closet. She looks confused, and I unbutton her pants.

“Honey, she’s gonna be awake soon.” She grabs for her pants but I pull them down to her ankles. She pleads with me that we don’t have time and I fully agree with her. We don’t but this is what I always want.

I take my foot and stomp her pants further down her legs, I push her bra up, freeing her breast for me to fondle and suck. She moans and whines.

“Honey please, we can’t…” I turn her around and push down on her back so she bends over her dresser. I drop my pants and pull my underwear down so I can reach my cock. I spit on it and rub my spit all around the head. I grab the line of her panties and pull them to the side. They rip and she looks insulted but not for long as I rub the head of my cock against her clit, her ass clenches and she gasps. I sink to into her.

Ah; honey, honey. “And I sink into her and she finally shuts up and just does what I want her to. Just be here with me for a bit even if you don’t cum. Watch me cum and then take that with you to simmer with all day until I can wrap my lips around your pussy and lick you to an earth shattering orgasms.

I cup her breast as I fucker her. The floor boards creak and make noise in time with my cock. All we can hear is our breath in the small confines of her closet.

Her pussy is amazing, wonderful and in so many ways I adore her pussy as much as her. I’ll lose time just sucking on her clit and feeling her vibrate against my mouth. And fucking it. Sometimes I can’t even stop from cumming and I just grit my teeth and unload in her till it spills out between breaths.

I love her ass. Looking down at how my cock sinks into her pussy and there’s her asshole, gasping in time with her mouth. Clenching and unclenching.

I pull her favorite vibrator out of my pocket and hand it to her. She sighs in relief.

“Oh thank god. “ she says and takes no time to rub it against her clit with one hand as she holds herself up with the other. Her mouth is open and wanton. She so very beautiful.

I fuck her slow like we have time.

We don’t, but I make time and it’s worth it as she looks back at me angry and intense and tells me she’s going to cum already.

She does, and I hold her about her waist to keep her standing as I continue to fuck her through her orgasm.

Slow, like we have time.

I love Morry so much. She reaches her hand back as she continues to cum and starts to jerk me off inside her pussy. It’s like double fucking or something. I Immeditely start coming and she just smiles and takes it and hides her face in her arms as spurt after spurt shoots deep inside her. I pull out and finish cumming on her ass.

She is mine heart and soul and I am hers.

I rub the cum all over her luscious asscheeks and let it dry while I catch my breath. I pull her pants up and button her up. Knowing full well that her panties will probably stick to her ass all day.

On the way to work she scarfs down some cereal and milk and hums to herself and she takes a swig of coffee to wash it all down. We listen to NPR and everything is right with the world. This was a good morning. I think she enjoys that her ass is covered in cum. She says nothing about it, but she also doesn’t clean it off. Just leaves it. My love. My god.

This was how I made time. And yes it was definitely worth it.

This is what I’m want. Not just a moment, but a whole life together, forever and ever.