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03/01/2011
We are a married couple that has been together 15 years. Wifey is in her late 30s and hubby in his early 40s. Following, in movie script format, is a tale from our Christmas morning.
Front door of the apartment opens. Enter Wifey and Hubby. Their cheeks are red from the cold and both are wearing Santa hats.
Wifey: What a lovely walk.
Hubby: Indeed. Chrimbo walkies!
Kitty wanders into the hall and meows a welcome. Hubby and Wifey remove their coats, wifey wandering into the bedroom and Hubby into the living room.
Hubby: Whoa! It’s 12:30! That was a longer walk than I thought. Theresa will be here soon, we’d better get cracking.
Wifey walks into the living room, carrying a large yellow towel and a condom.
Hubby: Ho ho ho! What’s this then?
Wifey just smiles and walks to the love seat next to the small Christmas tree. From under the tree she finds a bottle of blue lube which Hubby got for Christmas and beckons hubby over, while spreading the towel out on the love seat. The living room is a corner room, with the 2 outside walls floor to ceiling windows looking out over the street below and 8 other apartments in the building. Full length, thin sheer white curtains hang in front of the windows.
Hubby begins to disrobe in the hall outside the living room.
Wifey: Hey! I know we went straight for it last night, but that was drunk sex. I want some foreplay today…
Chastised but smiling Hubby sits down on the love seat, Wifey gathers a fleece blanket around her and straddles hubby. Wifey and hubby start macking under the blanket. The morning’s coffee, eggnog, and stolen has left them with caffeine/sugar highs despite the walk and passion builds quickly with hubby’s hands under wifey’s clothes and wifey’s arms wrapped around hubby’s head, fingers running through his hair.
Wifey leans back and shimmies her pants and knickers off, careful to not reveal anythingto the neighbours from under the blanket, but allowing hubby a delicious eyeful of her womanly goodness. As she regains her seat on hubby’s lap, her hands slide down his pants to find his already hardened cock, which she pulls out and tugs on gently. Hubby’s hand likewise finds it way between wifey’s legs, where her pussy is damp in anticipation.
More exploration with hands and lips ensues. Wifey tries to pull off Hubby’s top but Hubby says no, pulling her tank top down to take in mouthfuls of her lovely boobs. Soon condom is out, newly gifted lube is opened and Wifey slides on top of Hubby’s cock. Wifey enjoys the angle of her on top but soon demands to feel more of Hubby, pulling his shirt up to press herself against him. She quickly comes. Hard. Then again.
Hubby: How about we move into the bedroom and go doggy style?
Wifey: We will later this week but I want to stay out here for now. You can be on top though.
Carefully adjusting the blanket, they switch positions. Being a loveseat, Hubby doesn’t really fit so his legs stretch out from under the blanket. His feet are on the floor, but this affords good traction. Despite combined best efforts to avoid it being so, Hubby’s backside slips out from under the blanket several times as he thrusts in and out of Wifey.
As much fun as they are having, the excitement of putting on a show for neighbours and the imminent arrival of a friend brings things to an exhilarating end. Realising that their friend is due in less than an hour, they hop into the shower and are still dripping when the friend calls up from the front door – a full 30 minutes early! Wifey rushes around gathering clothes and erasing evidence of the escapade.
Wifey: Oh no! We’ve left a wet spot on the couch!
Hubby: How did that happen? You must have been really wet!
Friend on her way up the stairs, a throw is hastily tucked in on top of the loveseat, clothes are even more hastily put on and Theresa is welcomed. A knowing glance or two pass between the couple as the Christmas celebrations continue.
Front door of the apartment opens. Enter Wifey and Hubby. Their cheeks are red from the cold and both are wearing Santa hats.
Wifey: What a lovely walk.
Hubby: Indeed. Chrimbo walkies!
Kitty wanders into the hall and meows a welcome. Hubby and Wifey remove their coats, wifey wandering into the bedroom and Hubby into the living room.
Hubby: Whoa! It’s 12:30! That was a longer walk than I thought. Theresa will be here soon, we’d better get cracking.
Wifey walks into the living room, carrying a large yellow towel and a condom.
Hubby: Ho ho ho! What’s this then?
Wifey just smiles and walks to the love seat next to the small Christmas tree. From under the tree she finds a bottle of blue lube which Hubby got for Christmas and beckons hubby over, while spreading the towel out on the love seat. The living room is a corner room, with the 2 outside walls floor to ceiling windows looking out over the street below and 8 other apartments in the building. Full length, thin sheer white curtains hang in front of the windows.
Hubby begins to disrobe in the hall outside the living room.
Wifey: Hey! I know we went straight for it last night, but that was drunk sex. I want some foreplay today…
Chastised but smiling Hubby sits down on the love seat, Wifey gathers a fleece blanket around her and straddles hubby. Wifey and hubby start macking under the blanket. The morning’s coffee, eggnog, and stolen has left them with caffeine/sugar highs despite the walk and passion builds quickly with hubby’s hands under wifey’s clothes and wifey’s arms wrapped around hubby’s head, fingers running through his hair.
Wifey leans back and shimmies her pants and knickers off, careful to not reveal anythingto the neighbours from under the blanket, but allowing hubby a delicious eyeful of her womanly goodness. As she regains her seat on hubby’s lap, her hands slide down his pants to find his already hardened cock, which she pulls out and tugs on gently. Hubby’s hand likewise finds it way between wifey’s legs, where her pussy is damp in anticipation.
More exploration with hands and lips ensues. Wifey tries to pull off Hubby’s top but Hubby says no, pulling her tank top down to take in mouthfuls of her lovely boobs. Soon condom is out, newly gifted lube is opened and Wifey slides on top of Hubby’s cock. Wifey enjoys the angle of her on top but soon demands to feel more of Hubby, pulling his shirt up to press herself against him. She quickly comes. Hard. Then again.
Hubby: How about we move into the bedroom and go doggy style?
Wifey: We will later this week but I want to stay out here for now. You can be on top though.
Carefully adjusting the blanket, they switch positions. Being a loveseat, Hubby doesn’t really fit so his legs stretch out from under the blanket. His feet are on the floor, but this affords good traction. Despite combined best efforts to avoid it being so, Hubby’s backside slips out from under the blanket several times as he thrusts in and out of Wifey.
As much fun as they are having, the excitement of putting on a show for neighbours and the imminent arrival of a friend brings things to an exhilarating end. Realising that their friend is due in less than an hour, they hop into the shower and are still dripping when the friend calls up from the front door – a full 30 minutes early! Wifey rushes around gathering clothes and erasing evidence of the escapade.
Wifey: Oh no! We’ve left a wet spot on the couch!
Hubby: How did that happen? You must have been really wet!
Friend on her way up the stairs, a throw is hastily tucked in on top of the loveseat, clothes are even more hastily put on and Theresa is welcomed. A knowing glance or two pass between the couple as the Christmas celebrations continue.
Poster:
Manc Yanks
