Chapter 1
Jacob
I noticed for the third time now that Kate has been especially lovey-dovey and sexually available during the first week in June. I noticed this behavior just after she returned from New York three years ago.
I have often wondered if something happened that first of week in June three years ago while she was in New York. But I remind myself that we had some incredible makeup sex when she returned to makeup for the fight we had just before she left.
That all ended a year ago when she turned over all of the travel obligations to her second in charge. Since then we have only had to deal with my travel when I do book signing tours. I now do the same thing she did. I call and check in every night I am on the road.
This year I surmise that Kate’s sexual attention is due to the fact that I just got home from a two week trip to Atlanta where I visited numerous book stores and emporiums. I am horny too after turning down countless women who wanted to drop their panties for me as is often the case while I’m on the road.
Kate was on me the minute I was in the door of our small mansion on Mercer Island on the east
side facing Bellevue across Lake Washington. I Barely had time to drop my luggage before she had me pinned to the couch kissing me maniacally.
I roamed my hands all over her bare ass which was easy since her bikini bottom was a string thong type. Eventually, I moved my hands up to remove higher bikini top so I could suck on her breasts hungrily.
After some time of my sucking her tits and fingering her pussy, Kate was ravenous to strip my clothes off. In a matter of moments she had me bare ass naked and was impaled on my fat 9-inch cock.
I hungrily feasted on her 36D breasts while she rode my cock like a carnival ride.
Kate can really give me a ride when she is properly aroused.
Sometimes I wonder what is going through her mind when she fucks me this ravenously.
But then, what do I care? The bottom line is that I am getting my brains fucked out.
Heaven knows that my mind envisions some of those women I turn down on the road sometimes.
Tonight, Kate has her eyes closed while she impales herself on my cock over and over as she has so many times over the past three years. At 34 years old and 13 years of being married to me, she probably needs a little extra motivation when we fuck.
I am sure enjoying thinking of the stunning redhead I turned down that was dressed so provocatively that I thought she was a hooker. And no, I do not allow myself to fuck hookers claiming that isn’t really cheating.
“Ooooooh Ryy…I-I-I love this fucking cock,” Kate bellows as she got off. Where did the “R” in “I” come from? At the moment I am so busy blowing my load that I don’t pay any attention to it.
I came so hard thinking of the young redhead that I saw stars. Yeah, at 36 years old I need some extra motivation from time to time. After 13 years of marriage sex can sometimes feel routine.
While Kate and I showered after our sexfest on the couch, she informed me that a new couple moved in next door while I was gone. She told me that she has not really seen them yet but they looked a little younger than us from a distance.
I caught a glimpse of the fella next door when I took out the trash to the curb just after dark. From forty feet away at dusk, he looked Scandinavian to me. I waved at him and he waved back with a broad smile on his face. Good, it looks like the fella will be a friendly neighbor.
Back in the house, I asked Kate exactly how long they have lived next door to us.
“Exactly a week ago today,” she answered.
“And you have not met them yet?” I asked.
“I did meet the wife briefly on Tuesday when we went out to get our mail at the same time. But we did not talk or exchange names,” Kate told me. “Just a friendly wave,” she added.
“Are they younger than us? I just saw the husband and he seemed to be 5 or 6 years younger than me,” I asked. “Yeah, when I saw the wife she seemed to be about that much younger than I am,” Kate agreed with my assessment.
I was thrilled when Kate wanted to fuck again
when we went to bed. This time I was on top fucking her like my ass was on fire remembering how desperately I wanted to fuck that young redhead last night.
This time Kate cried out my name when she had her orgasm and I called out her name as well even though Amber’s name was in the front of my mind. I felt nicely satisfied as I fell off to sleep on my first night home.
After two brain numbing climaxes this evening, I slip immediately into a deep stressless sleep. Yes, I wish I could have fucked that redhead. But I feel quite proud that I refrained.