Daniel sat up in bed with a sigh. Finding himself unable to sleep he glanced over at the open window, on warm nights Daniel and his wife kept it open to allow the cool breeze to come in. Tonight however, there was no breeze and it was humid. Daniel could feel his skin sticking to the sheets as well as to himself. Daniel looked over to his wife, she had piled the comforter onto Daniel while she slept in what appears to be an effort to stay cool herself. The sheets cling to her figure, revealing her breasts in the moonlight.
Looking over his wife in the soft white light of the moon he was amazed at how young she looked. Neither of them were old by any means, Daniel just had his 36th birthday two weeks ago, and Sarah's 36th birthday is in another three months. Sarah has aged gracefully, her long brunette hair has been the same length since high school prom, ending just a couple inches from her still firm ass. Her figure also held up nicely with very little work. The only change has been the extra cup size from child birth, their only daughter, Abigail.
Abigail, on her way home from Faragut Military prep school, will arrive in the morning for her summer vacation, before heading off to West Point Military Academy in the fall, to pursue a military career in the medical field. Abigail, with long dark auburn hair, a slim figure, and stature that lets her barely see over the counter at five feet and a single inch, is the mirror image of her mother.
Unable to deal with the sticky humidity in the room Daniel kicked his legs over the side of the bed and sat up. He glanced at the clock and it read 3:45am. Abigail will be arriving in just over five hours, and Sarah will be waking for work in about 3. Sadly, on Abigail's first day home Sarah has to pick up some extra hours at work. A project deadline is quickly approaching for her, but it should be finished in a few days, and the Family will have the rest of the summer to spend together.
Before leaving the bed to go down stairs, Daniel took one last look at his wife and he could feel longing start to stir inside him, and his cock stiffen. Daniel stood up, naked in the moonlight, Daniel couldn't help but to gaze longingly at his wife. It's been six months since Sarah and Daniel last made love, if you could call it that.
Sarah had stumbled into the room at 2am, drunk. Daniel could still smell the Jack Daniels on her breath and her speech was a little more than slurred. Sarah fell into Daniels arms, "Heeeeeeey babbbbbe," as she tried to kiss Daniel but missed. Knocking Daniel over, she fell on top of him, letting out a childish giggle.
"Oh, biiiish brooooy," Sarah tried to whisper as she clumsily ran her hand up Daniels thigh to his cock, "maaaake it briiger!"
Sarah tried to undo Daniels belt, but couldn't figure it out in her drunken state but managed to fiddle the zipper down enough to force his nine inch cock out, scraping it against the zipper teeth. Daniel winced in pain and tried to push his wife off of him, "Sarah, you're drunk, that's enough. Time for bed."
"Danny, no! I'm shrooooow horny. Come on, lesh mama have a go."