Fire Passions Re-Ignited

After years of marriage, our sex life had become of near-extinction. We had become predictable even in our rare- love making sessions.

One evening, I was standing at the dining room table preparing some vegetables for a salad. As I was slicing a cucumber, thoughts of Grant’s manhood came to mind. I compared the length and the girth of each object. To my pleasant surprise, I noticed my womanhood becoming wet and hot. While daydreaming of a sexual encounter with my husband, I became aware of his presence behind me. “You really must be lost in some thought by the way you are fondling that cucumber.’ He whispered in my ear.

I looked down and noticed I was sensually rubbing the cucumber. Half heartedly I said, “Well such thoughts are only brought to mind by you, my Love.”

With that statement, Grant reached down in front of me and fondled my tits. I could feel my nipples becoming aroused. “Well, let’s see if we can make daydreams come true.”

He unbuttoned my blouse exposing my breasts. “Put that cucumber between those twin roes.” As I fulfilled his request, Grant tightened my breasts around the cool cucumber. “Now, move that cucumber up and down, baby.” I must say it did look sexy. By this time I could feel his rock hard penis against my buttocks.

“Take me now Grant!” I managed to whisper.

With that invitation, he bent me over the table, lifting my skirt up, pulling my thongs to the side. “Hold on baby.” Grabbing ahold of my breasts, he thrusts his manhood into my dripping wet vagina.  Faster. Harder. Faster. Deeper. I couldn’t get enough of my man. At that moment, it was enough until bedtime when I got more of what i desired.