Morning After the Storm

As the sun slowly starts peaking in the window of the station, I wake up still smelling the passion in the air from the night before.

Your beautiful body lying on mine, and your warm Smooth fair skin pushed against me. The sunlight dances across your skin illuminating your every curve. Your 36 c breasts pressed against the side of my chest, And the thin veil draped across your bottom half contouring just enough to make out the curves of your ass.

As I sit here and mentally high-five myself for bagging such an amazingly intelligent, hot, sexy, and gorgeous wife. I begin becoming aware of a warm, moistness pressed against my thigh. I begin realizing that your leg is draped over mine and this can only be coming from one place.

I gently roll you over onto your back slowly separating our skin to not wake you. After all the moving to get you into this position, I think to myself I'm going to have to change the name of my dick to NyQuil because it knocked you the hell out.

Now to return the favor of a pleasant wake-up that you paid to me the night prior.

I gently slide myself down under the sheet and slowly slide your legs apart. The gentle glow of the Sun through the cotton sheet illuminating you're moist skin presents itself in all of its glory. The gentle folds of your pussy release a powerful intoxicating aroma that instantly begins to make me throb. I gently kiss the mound just above your clit and like open sesame your legs relax and open for me even further. Slightly concerned that I might have woken you up caution is thrown to the wind as I extend my tongue and slide it up your slit from bottom to top, with the last little bit of a flicking clit. Our taste left over from last night sets off a primal urge inside of me.

As I go for a second pass your velvet opening is now drooling with anticipation, blood flowing to it turning all of it bright pink. This time as My tongue approaches, I stopped just short slowly pulling away watching your hips instinctually push forward trying to reach out for it. Hearing your breathing pick up and become slightly jagged makes me want to tease you even more. With an evil grin, I gently blow a soft stream of air over your clit, your body gently shakes as it moves across your glistening vulva.

At this point, I'm fairly certain You're awake cuz I feel your hands grab the back of my head through the sheet and start pulling me towards you. I open my mouth and relax on your clit. Fuck! You let out a loud gasp, as my tongue begins to flick across it as I gently nurse on it.

Releasing it and then slide my tongue inside of you grind it against the roof of your glorious opening while lapping up your deliciousness.

You grab and pull my hair trying to pull me in closer, My hands slide up your body and find your glorious mounds, nipples already erect as a slide my tongue back up to your clit and suck again just as I pinch and pull on your nipples causing your legs to shake and squeeze my head.

I feel a warm gush of fluid dribbling down my chin and neck as I rush to try to drink as much of you as I can. Lapping and tonguing at your contracting opening trying to get every drop.

With your fingers locked into my hair, it's obvious that you are at the point of no return. As you lift your pelvis to meet me I continue ever so passionately tongue fucking you to the edge and holding you there. You're breathing becomes restless gasps that turn into moans that become pleas. After I feel as if I have held you on the edge long enough and your legs are trembling uncontrollably. I take my hands and place one on the small of your stomach and as I am sucking on your clit I insert two fingers, as you feel the knuckles stretching you as they are sliding into your drooling little fuck hole, I begin dragging them across your g-spot over and over again, you gasp and scream out uncomprehensible words. You begin squeezing my head with your thighs as I can feel the walls of your pussy contracting around my fingers, my mouth is filled with your Sweet juices as it gushes uncontrollably spurt after spurt in my mouth. Your back arched and I hold you as I continue to drag your orgasm out as long as possible, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you feel as if your brain is melting and every nerve ending in your body is screaming in passion. The gentle breeze from the fan blows across your hard nipples just adding to the intensity. Only after I become concerned that you might get brain damage if I melt your brain with an orgasm do I release you.

You fall motionless on the bed gasping for air as your consciousness reenters this plane of existence slowly floating out of your ecstasy-filled existence.

I lay there in gently kissed your thighs, with every contact of my lips your body shivers and you let out a slight moan.

You rip the sheet off of me glaring down with a devilish grin and say, my turn, as you grab me by my arms and pull me up laying me on my back and straddling me like you're getting ready to go ride at the Kentucky Derby, you reach down grabbing my swollen member squeezing it in your hand feeling it throb in your fingers as you rub my swollen head against your clit. Still being very sensitive with every swipe of my head your body shivers. Just as you can't take it anymore you get ready to lower yourself down panting and glistening with sweat in the sunlight looking as if The Sun is dripping off of you.

At the moment of heightened ecstasy where nothing else matters in the world, we both freeze as we hear knocking on the station door. Panic riddling your face we both forgot we were at my work. You throw yourself off of me and onto the floor trying to grab your clothes what little you brought into the room that night realizing it was just a pair of panties and a towel. You look at me and go fuck fuck fuck fuck what do we do what do we do. I stick my head out the door of the bedroom while trying to put my underwear on realizing that the station still does not have power and the front door lock will not work without power. I tell you to quickly run into your room and get dressed as I throw on a uniform as quickly as possible and head to the door.

After letting my relief into the station and explaining that the power was out due to the storm.

He asks is that your wife's car looking outside and seeing what his jestering at, I look at him and say yes that is her car and explains that her car broke down last night and she stayed here due to the weather.

Jared is an old-timer (someone who has been a paramedic for more than 20 years) and knows that at these stations far out into the country away from the city and hustle and bustle you can get away with pretty much anything. Gives me a grin and goes oh did she now? Looking back at him trying to maintain composure and not give it away I said yeah she did she stayed in that room right there and almost as if it was planned you come walking out of the bedroom complaining about how hard the beds are and that you slept like crap. Saying you don't understand how we can sleep at these stations on these beds.

Jared looks at the two of us and goes yeah cuz I'm sure there was a lot of sleep that went on here last night. Walking to the paramedics bunk room (The room that we had slept in) carrying all of his gear walks in looks around takes a deep breath then followed by yep smells like cum in here. Now completely mortified she walks out of the station with her things and goes and sits in her car. He walks into the room laughing looks at me and says don't worry I'm not going to snitch you out. Goes on to say that he has had more than his fair share of midnight romps at the outstations. (a station that is far away from any major city in majoritatively rural areas) I continue and gather up all of my things as I walk outside and find my wife sitting in the car looking like she just got caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

I explain that he's not going to say anything and everything is going to be okay. After messing around with your car for a little while I realize that your car is not broken it's just out of gas. A quick run to the filling station one can of gas later and we are both on our way home. Before leaving the station I look at you and say you want to come to hang out with me next time I'm out in the boonies (middle of nowhere) you glare at me with a not-amused look before softening and going who knows what the storms might blow in next time.