“What are you thinking?”
“About Annie,” he said.
“She wants to change the world.”
“And she will. I can see her now. The lead in all the protests.” He sighed, running his hand down her arm.
“We’re all alone in our house,” Leah said.
His cock hardened instantly. They’d been married thirty-five years and he never got enough of his wife.
Their time together, for the most part, had been with children, who had become the biggest source of a cock block for him. Their long marriage hadn’t come without complications though. There was a short time not long after Annie was born when they’d separated for a week. He’d moved into the spare bedroom, and Leah hadn’t talked to him. She’d nearly died giving birth to Annie, and while he wanted to get a vasectomy, Leah hadn’t wanted him to. There was no way he was going to allow her to die when he could do something to protect them.
After talking with the doctor, he’d gotten the operation and they hadn’t had any more children. He knew Leah had wanted to keep having babies. They both wanted a big family after being only children, but he wanted his wife more than children.
As he kissed the top of her head, the hand on his chest started to move down.
“I know what’s on your mind,” he said.
“It has been so long since we’ve been able to do this.”
“Let’s get naked and have some fun?” He winked at her.
“I will never be able to get over just how insatiable you are.”
“You love it,” he said, already working the buttons of her shirt.
“Totally.” She climbed off the sofa, held out her hand, and like so many times before, he took it, and followed. Thirty-five years, still going strong, and he was just so glad he hadn’t fucked up.
She was his wife, the love of his life, and he would do anything for her.
The End