Our Nostalgic Wedding Anniversary

It was our 38th Anniversary on January 25th, and we had family visiting for Christmas as well. On that very night was an ABBA impersonator concert, so the all of of us got dressed in sparkly outfits for a night of dancing and having the time of our lives!

We had a wonderful time and it brought back so many memories of our younger days for me and my sweet husband. I’m 56 now and Paul will be 58 and we still feel like newlyweds. We felt like we were back in 1979 during that concert. We took photos with the band members afterwards and went straight home to put the kids to bed.

When I came into our bedroom after freshening up, my husband was in bed, shirtless, and watching our wedding video. I sat down to watch with him. I watched ourselves as teenagers, getting married in that beautiful church, then dancing our first dance as husband & wife. Praise God for all the wonderful years He’s given us, and for always being there for us!

As we watched our younger newlywed selves dancing to Honey Honey, “our song” which took place after our first dance, I felt my husband run his hand up my thigh, into my little dress and touch my vagina. He leaned in to kiss my neck, arousing me instantly. I could feel wetness as I smiled blissfully.

I gently lay my hands on my husband’s manly arms and kissed him and I lay back on our with him on top of me. He kissed my neck again and I got the tingles and then he took my dress off and I was wearing nothing underneath. My husband pulled down his underwear and he touched my body, licking my breasts and playing with my nipples with his tongue as he felt them with his hands. They fit perfectly in his hands.

“I remember feeling your beautiful perky breasts for the very first time, my sweet Clara. They haven’t changed. Nothing about you has changed.” Said Paul

“Nor has anything about you, Paul. I remember how you took your time with me, my darling and made sure I enjoyed it.” I replied.

“Oh, honey I love you!” He said

“I love you too, baby!” I responded.

He then entered me and we embraced tight, remaining still for a bit while we kissed and caressed each other’s skin, remembering our wedding night all those years ago.

“I remember when we were young, dancing to ABBA together and making love afterwards. This concert brought it all back, though we’ve done this for years!” Said Paul.

“I feel it too. Remember how sweetly we danced on our wedding?” I told him.

“Of course. It was so special. Like beautiful dream.” He said. He then kissed me some more and I kissed him right back.

I ran my fingers through his hair, and caressed his body, while he caressed me, loving the feel of my feminine skin.

He thrust his penis in and out of my vagina, while we held each other and kept reminiscing. I had a surprise orgasm rush through my body and I cried out softly while my husband clutched me close and came hard himself.

When the orgasms subsided my husband lightly touched my face as he kissed me one more time just like on our wedding night. He then rolled us so I lay on top of him, resting my head on his chest while he stroked my hair, just like on our wedding night.

We fell asleep in each other’s arms, still as madly in love and attracted to one another as on our wedding night.