“Fuck,” I groan when she grinds down on me, rubbing her clit in just the right place.
“Those cows better have had those babies. You know if we don’t do this first thing, I get antsy all day.”
“They all came this morning,” I say as I reach up and pull her dress down so I can play with her tits. “Damn, you’re so tight.”
I feel her clamp down on me, and she groans when I pinch her nipples. I still haven’t thrust into her; she's just grinding on my cock as she finds her own release. It’s better this way, because if I get on her, she’ll end up telling me to cum in her and I won’t be able to last. She loves to feel my cock pulse inside of her, but it’s always my undoing. I can’t even deny her.
“Clay, oh, that’s it right there.” She closes her eyes and leans her head back as she climaxes fast and hard. I can feel the heat of her release on me and leaking down between us.
“Goddamn it,” I hiss, watching her pussy cream on me, and it’s too much. “Shit shit shit,” I gasp when I cum without being ready for it.
Hot pulses go deep inside of her, and I see the evil smile on her face as she rocks her hips and works it out of me.
“You’re a thief,” I say, trying to catch my breath from the force of the orgasm. “A cum thief.”
“Sorry,” she answers, but she doesn’t look the least bit sorry. She looks like the cat that got the cream.
I growl as I roll us over, and this time when I thrust, she’s the one moaning and coming undone. She’s so wet and warm as I keep on thrusting and making love to my wife in the sunshine.
Days like this are the ones I dream of. We’ll have lunch out here and then I’ll call it an early day to go spend it with her and the kids. We’ll have a fire outside tonight and make s’mores while she sits in my lap and pretends to push my hand away and it sneaks up her skirt.
I couldn’t have asked for a better wife or mother to our children, and every day I wake up beside her is a day I’m thankful for. She may have been with someone else when we met, but I knew she was meant to be mine.
Forever.* * *THE END!