Afternoon Delight

By: Valentin Ottone

I love making love with my wife. I am so blessed to have been able to call her mine for almost 20 wonderful years. During that time, The Lord has blessed us with amazing children. Because we are in the season of our life where we are in full-time child-rearing mode, we find that we are both wiped out at the end of most days. As a result, we can’t always give the “best” of ourselves to each other so late in the evening.

Recently, we moved and we are fairly close to my office. There are many reasons why this has been great for us, but one of the greatest reasons is that I get to go home for “lunch” much more frequently. Recently, my wife texted me with a simple question, “lunch?”to which she added the little yellow face blowing a kiss. I grabbed my keys and was out the door within 30 seconds.

When I arrived home, my wife was in the kitchen finishing up a stir-fry meal. The house smelled like fresh vegetables; this was really going to be a healthy lunch! She greeted me with a sly smile and said, “Wow, that was quick!” I’m not sure if she was referring to how long it took me to get home or if she was referring to the rather large bulge that had formed in my work trousers. She looked so beautiful standing there. She was wearing a black silk robe that tied in the front. The length was about mid-thigh. The outfit complemented her perfectly. The way that she tied the belt highlighted her amazing curves. The black color highlighted her smooth fair skin. She was barefoot; her blue sparkly nail polish gleamed in the sunlight that shone through the window. I LOVE my wife’s feet.

I poured us both some water and sat down at the table. She brought over the stir-fry and also sat down; the food smelled so good. We held hands and thanked God for the provision of the food and for our marriage. We ate and talked and laughed. We joked about how how much more energy we have in the middle of the day. She rubbed her foot up over my sock and up my hairy shin. She had a coy look on her face. We put the dishes in the sink and made our way back to the bedroom. Because I’m not usually home during the middle of the day, I forgot how bright it can get in our room. I was beyond excited thinking about how we’d be able to watch ourselves make love since we usually do it in the dark of the night. She stood facing me and kissed me as she put her arms around my neck.

Our tongues met; she tasted so good. I was eager to taste more of her. We both undressed quickly and got under the covers. She commented how cold she was; I could tell as I rubbed my hands over her body and felt the goose bumps. As she wrapped one on her legs around me, I could feel how cold her feet were. I flinched and we laughed. I told her that she wouldn’t be cold for much longer. That comment seemed to make the moment more serious and passion-filled. We made out for awhile. I was able to “see” her with my hands as we held and touched each other. She rolled me over on my back and started to kiss me down my chest to my stomach and then down to my manhood which stood completely erect. My wife is very good at oral sex. After kissing around the head of my cock for a minute, she finally took the whole thing into her pretty mouth. I grabbed her long sandy blonde hair and pulled it into a ponytail so that I could watch her as she pleasured me. Her blue eyes were closed and I watched her lips stretch around my cock. She stroked it while sucking on it and brought me to the brink of explosion. She knew how to get to the line without crossing it. There was more yet to do. With great restraint, I pulled out of her mouth and rolled her over onto her back. I sucked on her boobs for awhile and fingered her clit at the same time. She was moaning pretty consistently and then I slid down and buried my head between her legs. After about 15 seconds she let out a pleasurable scream. She tasted so good.

Finally she mustered up, “I want you to give it to me, baby. Now!” It was at this moment that I felt compelled to fully enjoy the daylight.

I pulled her over to the edge of the bed. I wanted to stand and watch her while I pounded her. As I entered her, she immediately pulled her legs up toward her. She dug her fingernails into my arms and her heels dug into the back of my thighs. Her eyes were closed and she moved her head from side-to-side as she enjoyed me pounding into her. My arms started to burn from holding up my weight so I laid down on top of her. She immediately wrapped her legs around me. I was positioned in such a way that I could see us in the mirror. Both sets of her toes curled while her ankles locked. I could see the soles of her feet and the bright blue nail polish.

She screamed, “Harder, baby!” I stood back up and slammed myself into her. I pounded away and I noticed that she had stopped moaning. Her face was beautiful as she was forming her “O” face. She finally burst forth, “yes, baby, yes! Oh that is so good! Harder! Now, baby, now!”

I grabbed both of her ankles in my hands and pounded her as hard as I could. Her toes were curled. I took one of her feet and brought it to my mouth and I sucked on her toes. This brought me into full adrenaline rush. I bent over her as I put my arms next her pulling her legs back behind her head. Her toes went from curling under to curling upward. I exploded, “Here I go, here I go! Yes! Oh-h-h-oh!”

I laid down. We both trembled for a bit. We talked about how it was in our Hall of Fame Sex moments. We held each other and drifted off to sleep for a few minutes. We then got up and dressed and I headed back to work very satisfied with our Afternoon Delight.