I am a lucky man. I don’t know many guys who still think that way after ten years of marriage, but I do.

My wife is sexier now than when we got married. She works out, eats healthy, and takes care of herself. Her hard work at the gym pays off, too: Her body is tight, her C-cups are perky, her ass is high and round, and I frequently catch other guys staring at it when we’re out.

We just celebrated our ten-year anniversary. The dress she wore hugged her body and showed off her cleavage. I couldn’t help but stare, and it was obvious she loved having that effect on me. She kept leaning forward when we were talking, giving me a better look and teasing me. Right before dessert, she went to the bathroom and I watched as she walked away. All eyes were on her. Even the wait staff turned to check her out as she passed by.

Knowing what all those men were thinking, plus all the wine we had during dinner, was starting to turn me on. I thought about all the ways I’d fuck her, and getting through the rest of the meal was a small torture. I wanted to get home with her so badly, my dick was pressing into my pants and needed to be freed.

“Let’s get out of here, now,” I told her, and grabbed her hand. I threw some money on the table and we walked quickly to the elevator. Lifting my hand to the side of her bouncy chest, I leaned down and kissed her, teasing her lips with my tongue.

I was so horny,  I didn’t care that the elevator could have stopped at any moment and people could come in.

The elevator finally arrived and we got in. We were on the 42nd floor, at a restaurant with views of the whole city. I couldn’t wait. I grabbed her ass and pulled her close.

My wife pushed her hips into me, and softly started grinding on my cock. Her hand slowly crept down and undid my zipper. I felt her soft skin pull on my rod as it sprang out. I was so horny, I didn’t care that we could have stopped at any moment and people could come in. She slid her tongue into my mouth as she rubbed my shaft, her hand gliding over the head as she intermittently applied pressure.

The elevator was almost at the ground floor now, so I had to somehow shove myself back into my pants. We heard the ding and walked out into an empty lobby, thankfully. We rushed outside to get a cab, and found one quickly.

I pushed her shoulders down on the couch and positioned  my body so I could fuck her doggie-style.

Sitting in the backseat, I started to rub my wife’s thigh, inching up her dress with every stroke. It wasn’t long until I felt that she wasn’t wearing any panties. She smiled at me as she reached down for my zipper again. I scooted forward on the seat as she undid my button, releasing me and wrapping her hands around my dick.

I gently brushed her pussy lips with two fingers, opening them a bit and teasing her. She was already wet and her lips were slick. I rubbed her clit and felt her body tense up. Then she lowered her head and wrapped her warm mouth around my dick, and started to move her hips in circles in response to my fingers teasing her.

After what seemed like an eternity, and also the shortest cab ride ever, we finally got back to our place. I didn’t even fix my pants, and her dress was barely covering her ass. We got inside the house and slammed the door, and she pulled the dress over her head in one quick motion.

I felt like a teenager, with a gorgeous naked woman in front of me, my dick twitching in anticipation. I stroked my shaft for a few seconds while I watched her play with herself, and I lost all self-control.

I growled as I charged toward her and spun her around. I pushed her head and shoulders down onto the couch and rubbed her ass cheeks while I positioned my body so I could fuck her doggie-style.

My first thrust was slow, letting my cock get slick. I sped up and shoved my dick deep inside. Her moans let me know how badly she wanted me to keep going. I was fast and a little rough, and I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled lightly as I rammed her. She kept screaming out, “Just like that!” and, “Don’t stop!”

When she said, “I’m your bitch,” I pulled my dick out and turned her back around and pushed her onto her knees. I told her to suck it, and she expertly took my dick into her mouth, looking up at me the whole time. My hands were by her ears, keeping the pace and depth that I wanted. I felt the back of her throat on the head of my dick, and I almost shot my load, but I didn’t want to come before her.

I pulled her up and sat down on the couch, and she lowered herself onto me, her tits in my face. I sucked on her nipples while she rode me. It didn’t take her long to get close, and she sucked on my neck as she moaned, “I’m gonna come — fuck, I’m gonna come!” I was close, too, from her hot, wet pussy.

My wife slowed her pace, and I let go, too, bursting deep inside her. I stayed in there for a few minutes… too spent and happy to move.

“Good thing the kids are at Grandma’s, huh?” I said. “They should stay there every weekend.… ”

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