Mr and Mrs Bond – A Night On The Town

In the Summer of 1988, my sister came to visit with her husband. She offered to take care of our kids while we had a date night. My sexy hubby wore a white shirt with a black suit while I wore a white strapless dress as the restaurant we were going to had a formal dress code.

We ate a light candle lit dinner, and then we exited the restaurant to have a walk while looking at the beautiful sunset. Praise God for the wonderful sights! The sky then turned to a beautiful blue as my husband and I shared a kiss by the water. We then caught the ferry back home, sat on the upper deck where we kissed some more. We walked back home as the wharf was less than a mile from our house.

Everyone was asleep by the time we came home so we went immediately to freshen up and go to bed, but not quite to sleep.

“You are so beautiful. The most gorgeous woman,” said my husband before he kissed me. I ran my hands over the fabric white shirt he was wearing as he kissed my neck and touched my breasts. My dress literally fell off once I pulled down the zipper, and my husband gave me that priceless look of arousal mixed with love.

He briefly caressed my face with his fingertips before he gently slipped his hand into my panties to feel the wetness of my lady flower. My how wonderful that felt. He then stripped off his shirt and other clothing while I gently pulled the string of the little bow on my panties and allowed them to fall down my legs.

I lay down and he followed me into bed. He reached for my shoulders and rubbed them a bit.

“I love to enjoy every touch of your beautiful, feminine body.” He said as he moved down my arms and I gently lay back in his arms. He kissed my head and ran his fingers through my hair while we talked about that special night we just shared and it was about to get more special.

I positioned myself as he climbed over me, and I sensually spread my legs, ready for him to make his entrance of ecstasy. He came in deep inside me, and as he gently thrust I caressed his slightly muscled, manly arms while we lightly kissed.

He caressed my cheek with the back of his fingers and kissed me there.

“You’re so beautiful, my sweetheart. The sexiest sexy woman there ever was,” he said.

I smiled, and ran my hands down his back and massaged his lower back, slightly pushing him a little deeper inside in the process.

“Oh yes, baby, yes!” He groaned as his hard penis played around inside my vagina. My hips slightly moved up and down, pleasuring us both. My husband caressed my breast, stroking it, while he kissed me passionately before moving his hand up to my cheek, and I started to sense my arousal getting stronger.

When my husband noticed this, he thrust a little harder, and massaged my sweetspot with his pubic bone. He wrapped his arms around me tight to keep thrusting deep and sure enough, I had a powerful orgasm rushing throughout my body. I began to cry out while my husband grunted with his thrusts before he, too, climaxed, jerking and vocalizing while clutching me.

To say were exhausted after our intense orgasms would be an understatement. He kissed my neck multiple times, causing me to have the pleasurable tingles.

I then rested on top of him, and he stroked my hair. He kissed my head and hugged me tenderly as I fell asleep in his protective, loving arms.