A Perfect Morning
My husband and I have been married for 11 years. We both have enjoyable but demanding careers, and when you add caring for our two young children to the mix, well, it doesn’t leave much time for us.
We are very much in love, and if I am honest, the sex has only gotten better over time as we have become more experienced and have had more time to learn and explore each other’s bodies. I think about my husband frequently when I am at work, and daydream about what I want to do with him when we get home. I love his body and all the ways he is different from me, all the ways our differences so perfectly complement each other. I love his strength, I love his warmth, I love the very masculine smell of the wood he works with that lingers on his body.
Sometimes I get so hot I have to get up from my desk and walk around to clear my mind so I can focus on work again. Based on the texts we exchange, I know he feels the same way about me during the day, but after our long days of work, we still have errands to run, kids to drive to soccer practice, dinner to cook, and then bathtime, storytime and bedtime for the little ones before my husband and I get a moment to ourselves. By that point we are usually too exhausted to devote time to each other.
After a particularly long stretch of such days, I found myself awake earlier than usual one morning. My husband was still asleep so I cuddled up next to him, feeling his warm body the whole length of mine. I didn’t want to wake him, but I was aching for him. My fingers slowly moved down my stomach and between my legs. Within moments, he awoke and turned on his side to face me, his hand meeting mine between my legs.
“I felt you move and thought you might be doing that” he said, smiling. His hand replaced mine between my legs and then he kissed me deeply, covering my moan so we wouldn’t wake our kids in the next room. My hand found his crotch and felt him hardening beneath his boxers. His mouth moved lower to my neck and then, sliding the thin strap of my pajama top off of my shoulder, down my chest until he found my breast. I felt my body arching toward him in response, my hands in his hair.
The next thing I knew, he had his boxers off and was pressing against the fabric of my shorts between my legs. Before I could even remove my shorts though, he had pushed them to the side, out of the way, and entered me. I moaned louder than I meant to, but I couldn’t hold back, not after so many days without. He felt amazing inside me as he began to move, and I felt such deep pleasure and joy at our connection.
My hand found its way to my nether regions again, and it only took a few minutes before I came as he continued to pump into me. The feeling of my orgasm always sets him off too, and we both moaned (as quietly as we could manage) as we came together. Once it was over, I held him tight, still inside me, and kissed him. We might have stayed this way for longer, but the sun was rising, and we heard a door opening and little feet pattering down the hall toward our room.
Such a wonderful surprise sex session. Jim has rolled over in bed on many mornings to find me willing, and it never fails to get his cock hard and engine running. I am so fortunate to have a guy who has a strong sex drive and who loves to has his cock sucked and also knows how to keep my cunt stuffed and dripping wet. Hope you continue to create those special moments!
What a sweet, wonderful story. Thank you for sharing. My favorite times are in the morning, when we snuggle up to each other, and without saying a word, we rub our hands over each other and work our way towards sex. We don’t have little ones yet, so thankfully we can still get our snuggles in afterwards, lol.
LittleScientistWife, first of all I LOVE your moniker! My wife n I are both scientists.
This is a beautiful story that we can relate to – when we think back to the days of raising our children AND now because we live with our grandkids and our daughter + her husband.
Wonderful job of finding the time for each other in an erotic way!
LovingMan, that is great to know there are more scientists here! I love my work and my field, and I find that sometimes I just have to sit back and marvel at the complexity I see and the sheer miracle of life. I don't think I could ever be an atheist.
I have enjoyed reading your stories these past few months since I found this site. I hope my husband and I will still be as passionate as you two in 30 years!
"…he had pushed them to the side, out of the way, and entered me. I moaned louder than I meant to, but I couldn’t hold back."
I love this part. Got me a hard-on.