After breakfast sitting in bed and talking, they fell asleep. It wasn't completely unexpected as they had cut their usual night's sleep short the night before with their lovemaking. But they were more secure and at peace in each others' arms than they had been in a long time.
She thought about how easily she fell asleep with him and thought back to her normal domestic life. A husband who demeaned her and never made her feel safe anymore despite never actually physically attacking her, three children who always needed something from her, an intellectually demanding job.
The man she was with now was provided her the things that she needed. Warmth, kindness, humor, the sense that she was a sensual, beautiful woman and not just a homemaker and mother. And he aroused feelings in her that made her want his cock buried deep within her. But those feelings were relatively new.
Now, thoughts about him dominated her waking and her dreaming, thinking about fucking him madly, wondering what his cock was like. God, she wanted to see it, to touch it, to taste it and to feel it inside her. And now she knew.
******
They awoke around noon with him spooning her. It was around noon and they were naked in bed. His chest pressed up against her back and his hand on her hip. He started to stroke her hip, up her side, down the curve to her stomach, up her ribs and then he reached around to cup her C cup breast, rubbing her nipple with his fingers. She inhaled sharply as the sensations filled her body and felt his cock start to stir against her.
She pushed her toned ass up against his growing cock, positioning it so that as it grew, it would slide between her cheeks. He continued to stroke her breast, feeling her nipple harden in his fingers. He turned her so that she was now laying on her back and he moved to the other breast, cupping it and rubbing the nipple with his fingers, feeling this one respond to his touch too. He put a knee between her legs and let her rub her clit up against his leg as he rubbed her nipples, one in each hand.
He leaned down and started to lick in circles around her nipple, giving it a flick with his tongue before moving to the other one. His hand was moving further and further down, first to her hip bone, then to the soft hair that covered her mound. He tapped the pad of his middle finger on her clit ever so gently and slid it further down to feel her wetness. He licked his finger clean, enjoying her musky scent and taste.
He moved himself down the bed further, positioning himself between her legs and traced the joint between her hips and legs with his fingers, with his tongue following closely behind. Her breathing got heavier and her exhales became more forceful. His tongue then traced the crease between upper thigh and mound downwards on her right side before he traced upwards on the left. He continued to make big circles around her pussy. Her hands grabbed his thick hair and pulled him to her wet center and his tongue continued to make circles, smaller this time, around her slit.
