Michelle ran her slender fingers through her husband's hair as he continued sleeping. She always woke up first, alert and ready to face the day. She liked looking at him as he slept, he looked so peaceful. Unusual, because her loving hubby was a grump first thing in the morning. It didn't matter, she adored him nonetheless.
She touched his face, it was a good face, strong, full of character. She had loved that face for over 20 years, her best friend. The last year had been wonderful, every day Michelle knew she loved him more.
Michelle's parents had set a good example. From the moment Jon Yin had met Michelle's mother on a business trip in Vietnam, he had been in love. His family threatened to disown him, yet he could not be dissuaded from marrying the 15-years younger Morena, whom he adored. Her parents had now been married for over 40 years, still blissfully in love. Her father had built a new life with Morena in Vietnam before they emigrated, bringing their young daughter with them.
That was when she had met her Alex. Her buddy, her playmate, her pal. And finally, after both being so blind, so stupid for more years than either cared to count, her husband. One year today. She brushed the hair from his forehead and kissed him.
"Mmmphhh. Cut it out, you. Cancha see I'm sleeping?" Alex was a bear, but he wasn't mean. It just took him forever to wake up.
"I bet I can think of a way to make you wanna wake up!" she cooed seductively, rubbing her naked body against him. He pulled her close, his eyes now open and alert.
"Woman, you're insatiable." Michelle grinned and nodded. "Didn't you get enough last night?"
Michelle shook her head. "Do I EVER?" He shook his head and Michelle's warm laughter pealed out. "Besides, wives should be able to seduce their husbands on their anniversary."
He cradled her close as her hands raked over his chest, he still loved when she did that. "I bet you thought I forgot, didn't you?"
She grinned over at Alex, that big, goofy wonderful smile that made him love her every time. "Nope. I know you, you wouldn't dare!"
Her hands were now caressing him, his cock stiffening as she slithered down his body. He could see her engulf his manhood in her mouth, she was the best cocksucker he'd ever known, bar none. Her technique was amazing, she seemed to live to pleasure her partner, she would suck soft, then build up, then practically inhale his shaft, taking it deep as she would fondle, stroke and manipulate his balls. She did all this with her eyes wide open, looking up at him with undisguised lust and passion as she did so, it never failed to excite him.
Rock-hard now, Alex saw Michelle twist her body, facing away from him, her tiny, delicate-looking golden body lowering down on his cock. He was ready for her, she was his little dynamo, his tigress. She only looked delicate, Michelle was wild, untamed, the kind of woman that could kick any man's ass, his included. Her pussy wiggled, slithered down, inch by excruciating inch, she wormed her way down his dick until he was balls-deep inside her cunt.
Then, she went on a ride. She let loose, Michelle's long, raven-black hair went flying as she fucked her husband. All burners on, that was her style, she didn't give an inch. She rode him, taking all she could get from him, her pussy sucking him in deep, demanding that his cock pleasure her. Alex grabbed her hips and pulled her up and down as they fucked, he ran his hands all over her sexy body, caressing her tiny, exquisite tits, marvelling at how in-shape she was, happier than he could ever remember being.
"Uh Uh Uh UH!" she panted as she rode him, Alex's cock, her MAN'S cock filling her up. Alex loved that she was a noisy lover, but sometimes, it was so good, so intense, so overwhelming, that she couldn't think of words, just guttural moans and groans emerged. She felt her pussy contract, she felt him let go and the pair climaxed in unison.
She got off, standing beside him on the bed, body glistening, with a "just been fucked" look on her face. She always looked amazing after sex, Alex thought. She went into the bathroom and he heard the water running, she brought him back a washcloth and helped clean him up, still teasing a bit. He just grinned at her and smiled.
"I love you."
"You'd better." Michelle giggled, she liked that she could be "girly" with him.
"Good thing it's Saturday and neither of us has to work. I don't know how I'd manage after all that."
"What, that? We have sex almost every night tiger, and you seem to be fine so far!"
"The team says I'm dragging my butt, they say it's because of my hottie wife."
"Oh, they do, do they?"
"Yup." Michelle tossed the washcloth at him.
Michelle padded out to the kitchen to make a bit of breakfast, neither of them ate much in the morning. She didn't bother getting dressed, being quite comfortable in her own skin. Alex followed a few minutes later, dressed in the velour robe she'd given him on his birthday. He wrapped his arms around her in a strong embrace. "Hey, don't go cooking bacon like that!" he chided her gently. She swatted him with the spatula and flipped the pancakes.
They ate together, talking idly. "So hon, what do you have to do this afternoon?" Michelle wanted to know.
"I have to pick up your anniversary present, what about you?"
"I have to prepare our anniversary dinner and run a few small errands. What time do you think you'll be home?"
"About six?"
"Perfect. That'll give me a lot of time. Okay, guess we should get dressed."
Alex got in his car a while later, eagerly hoping he could pull off his anniversary surprise to Michelle. If so, it would be an evening neither of them would ever forget. In about 15 minutes, the car pulled up to a nearby apartment complex. He got out, went to the foyer and rang the buzzer.
"Yes?"
"Hi Summer, it's Alex Adams."
"Alex? Hang on, I'll buzz you in."
He walked up the two flights to Summer's apartment. Knocking, he waited nervously for a few moments, until the door opened and Summer greeted him with a big hug.
"Hey gorgeous."
