Passion Remembered

I recently came across a story I wrote for my wife many years ago, long before MarriageHeat existed. I was going out of town for a few days, so I wrote this story below, printed it out, and hid it in our bedroom.

The kids are both at school and the house is refreshingly quiet. She lies on the couch and snuggles up under a soft blanket, listening to the cold rain. Gradually the distractions of her daily life begin to melt away – carpools, grocery lists, chores, dinner plans – all of this fades from her mind and the goodbye from this morning comes into focus. She had just gotten out of the shower when he came into the bathroom.

“I’m leaving for work now,” he said.

She turned to him, wearing only a damp towel, and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Don’t I at least get a kiss?” she asked playfully, with a mischievous grin. She pulled him to her and kissed him softly on the lips, parting them with her tongue. The soft kiss quickly turned into a hard, frantic lip-lock as their bodies pressed together, the room filing with the sounds of their heavy breathing and wet kissing. His hands found the small of her back and he pulled her even closer, groping and caressing her back and butt as the intensity of their embrace increased. Her own hands groped all over his back as she pulled his body closer, feeling him press up against her breasts and his growing arousal against her stomach. They finally came up for air and he drew back from her and stared with a mischievous grin of his own.

“Well, somebody woke up on the right side of the bed this morning!”

He grabbed each side of the towel and opened it, eyeing her wet body from top to bottom and back. He pulled her to him for one more kiss, immediately forceful and passionate. Their tongues again probed each other’s mouths, exploring and tasting as the kiss lingered on. Finally, after a quick breath, he gave her one more kiss, this one more tender and less frantic than the last. As the heat of those first kisses slowly gave way to a loving, sensual embrace, he squeezed her tight and whispered into her ear.

“I really do have to go now – I have a meeting at 8:30.” She poked out her bottom lip in mock (but not completely) disappointment. “But I don’t have lunch plans today. Why don’t we meet out for lunch?”

“I have a better idea: why don’t we meet back here?” she grinned.

“Deal! I’ll be back here around noon,” he replied.

It was just about noon, and a smile crosses her face as the memories and feelings of this morning come back to her. She’s not sure how long she’s been lying there when she hears his voice.

“Hello, beautiful,” he whispers, and she can feel his soft breath on her neck. Her body begins to tingle as the breath continues, very soft, with almost imperceptible kisses all along the side of her neck.

“Mmmmm,” she moans, as she feels familiar hands roaming on her cotton shirt, up her side, across her stomach and right below her breast. “That feels nice.”

“There’s plenty more where that came from.” Eyes closed, she feels the kisses move to the front of her neck and start down her chest. His hand brushes lightly across her breast and her nipple responds through the fabric of her shirt, hardening at the touch. “I love the feel of your breasts,” he whispers. Another hand moves up the side of her body and touches her other breast, squeezing it gently before moving down to the flat of her stomach.

Her soft moans are now constant and her body begins to writhe and arch as she feels the hand move down past her stomach and across her crotch, pressing down through her jeans. Her legs part slightly and her hips rise, wanting to feel that touch inside her jeans. But instead, the hand moves up inside her shirt until it reaches her breasts, first one, and then the other. “I love the way your nipples respond to my touch.”

Those experienced hands know the perfect mixture of light rubbing, hard squeezing, and playful pinching to arouse her even further. Her breathing shallows, and she feels the moisture growing between her legs.

“I want to kiss and lick and nibble and suck on your breasts,” he breathes, and she feels him lift her shirt and trail his tongue across her chest and then encircle her nipple. She arches her back, trying to push her breast even further into his mouth. She feels her nipple harden even more as it gets licked and sucked and flicked by his expert tongue. This continues for a few moments, then he moves to the other breast, trailing his tongue along the way. Then, after the other breast is covered with the same kissing, licking, and sucking:

“I want to feel how wet you are.” A hand unbuttons her jeans and unzips them. It slips inside the waistband of her panties and caresses the soft hair, playfully outlining the triangle there. Slowly the fingers push further down and find their wet goal, spreading her lips and pushing deep inside her. She gasps at first, then settles into the feeling as the fingers pull out of her and move to her clit.

“I want to make you cum,” he breathes, and she involuntarily mutters a breathy “please.” His finger moves slowly in circles, touching her so lightly that she almost can’t feel it. She wants it to go fast and hard—oh, so badly—but she’s enjoying the slow torture of the moment. The fingers expertly move between her clitoris and her opening, feeling the increasing moisture and focusing every bit of her mind and body on that one small spot between her legs. They start to move faster and faster, swirling around her clit, bringing her right up to the edge before slowing down again.

This happens four or five times, each one bringing her closer and closer to the release she needs. All her energy has now become focused on arriving at that singular moment when the whole world ceases to be and only her body and its lustful ache exist. The hand knows this, and knows that the time for teasing is over. It attacks her clitoris with renewed fervor and a single-minded focus, rubbing frantically in small circles, then side-to-side, then in a circle again. Her hips are writhing uncontrollably, imploring his fingers to go even faster, and her moans fill the room.

She feels as if she might explode as all of the muscles and nerves in her body direct their energy at that one spot. Faster and harder, the fingers move on her clit until she feels the moment arrive. She stops breathing and her body arches even further, succumbing to the throes of passion, and she climaxes with such force and release that her loud cries cannot be stifled. The spasms rock her entire body, one after another, until she collapses into a heap on the sofa. Her breathing slows and her heart settles back into its normal rhythm. A coy grin appears on her face and she sinks back into the cushions, utterly satisfied.

“I guess you started without me!” that familiar, strong voice says suddenly.

Startled, she opens her eyes and sees him standing there, with his own lustful grin. The dreamlike cloud begins to fade and awareness dawns as she recognizes the faint musky scent in the air and the dampness on her own fingers. “How long have you been standing there?” she asks.

“Long enough to see I missed the appetizer!”

She blushes, but only for a moment – she knows that he’s as turned on as she is. “Well, why don’t you come on over here for the main course?”

And he does…

My flight landed around 9:30pm, after she had put the kids to sleep. I texted her:

“Look at the bottom of my underwear drawer – I left you something to read.”

I got no response, so I wasn’t sure if she got my text. I got off the plane, found my way to the car, and headed home. Forty-five minutes later I pulled into the garage and went inside. The house was dark, so I tiptoed to our bedroom. It was also dark and I could see her still form under the covers.

I leaned in, gave her a soft peck on the cheek, and whispered: “Hey, babe – I’m home. Gonna go hop in the shower.”

I started to pull away but she grabbed my shirt and pulled me down for a deep kiss. “Oh no, you’re not. I read your story and I’m horny!” She pulled back the covers to reveal her naked body. “I just came a minute ago and I want you inside me. NOW!”

She sat up on the side of the bed and pulled me to her, reaching for my belt. She quickly undid the clasp and yanked the belt open, then frantically unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She snatched them down and grabbed my now-hard penis as I yanked off my shirt. I stepped out of my shoes and pants and pulled her to me in a deep, passionate kiss. She guided my cock inside her wet pussy and wrapped her legs around me, pulling me in deep.

The urgency and need from being apart for a few days overtook us both – I grabbed her waist and thrust into her as hard and fast as I could, covering her mouth with sloppy, wet kisses. We were both panting and moaning and breathing heavily, trying our best not to wake the kids. It wasn’t long before my orgasm approached, and I slammed my penis into her and came hard, spurting my seed deep into her pussy. I continued pumping until my entire load was emptied inside her.

We kissed slowly now, holding on to each other and catching our breath as our heartbeats slowed to normal.

“Welcome home, baby!”

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4 replies
  1. HappyHubby says:

    Wow, great writing and a great twist. Very hot and sexy. I'm going on a trip soon and now I need to write a story for her but I don't know if I can top yours! Well done.

  2. Cuddles says:

    Love this story!

    It's beyond sexy. It's beyond hot. It's intimate.

    It's just delightful to read your beautiful story for your wife, and then your writing seamlessly lands me right in the middle of your all-out passion for each other. What an exciting double dose of the love of a couple who know each other so very well!

    My man is still on his way to me and I'm trusting my Heavenly Father for the same kind of relationship as what you enjoy.

    Hope you're going to bless us with more stories please.

    Thank you sexyAR. Well done!


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