Page 42 of Opening It Up
Lily-Mae bubbled over with laughter, the sound so delightful that total warmth and joy spread through me. I felt like I would do anything to hear it again and again.
“I’m so sorry for everything,” I whispered in her ear as she bent to take the last cookie sheet out of the oven. “I was so stupid.”
“Yes, you were,” she agreed, glancing over at me, then sliding her eyes down my body and away.
But Ifeltit.
That electric connected pulled tight between us, twanging with the same power it always had.
How had Ieverthought this wasn’t enough? How had I ever put this in jeopardy?
I wanted to sob with regret at the mistake I had made.
When I ran my hand down her arm, she shivered and I could have howled with glee.
She still wanted me.
Vibrating with a frantic, nervous energy, I got school lunch ready for tomorrow as Lily-Mae got the boys ready for bed. Then I lay down with each of them and read stories.
And then I was back in the quiet kitchen as my wife bagged up the rest of the cookies.
Before I knew it, I was picking Lily-Mae up and kissing her, and when I felt her legs wrap around my waist I could have howled with desire.
I carried her up the stairs, kissing her the whole way, panting with need as we fell together onto the bed.
Nowthiswas all I wanted, sliding her leggings down with trembling fingers as I ripped down my sweatpants.
God, she felt amazing, soft and silken and luxurious, and despite myself I felt tears filling my eyes as I looked down at her.
My wife was so perfect and amazing, just the softest sweetest best feeling in the world, the perfect size and shape and smell.
It was all so familiar I wept with joy, the tears sliding down my cheeks and falling onto the swells of her breasts.
“This is all I want,” I choked out, stroking in and out of her slowly, luxuriously, looking down at the glorious sight of my cock sliding into her perfect tight channel.
I sighed in such pleasure and relief, the rightness of it overwhelming me until I realized that, even though I was going very slowly, I was going to come way too soon.
I slowed down further, desperately fighting the orgasm I felt pressing at the base of my spine, ready to explode, but it didn’t work.
Just the sight of her long golden hair spilling over her shoulders, the delicious swell of her hips, had me at the brink,and suddenly I burst, releasing with a loud embarrassing groan and trailing off into a quavering whimper.
Shit shit shit
It was the best feeling in the world and also I was horrified because I knew she hadn’t come.
“I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry,” I gasped, as the last spurts of cum shot from my cock.
“It’s fine,” she said, turning so that glorious fall of hair spilled over her shoulder.
“We can go again,” I begged, hugging her around the waist as I reluctantly pulled out. “Let me get a cloth for you.”
“Harley, stop worrying,” she said. “It’s fine. It happens.”
But now I couldn’t stop thinking about Leopold and Brayden were doing with my wife.
“Just—give me a few minutes,” I said desperately.
“There’s no need to worry. That was very nice,” my wife said, patting me gently on the shoulder.
