I got back from Quebec yesterday afternoon after a week there, which came right on the heels of another full week in Chicago for the IMTS show. Because my travel schedule was so packed during those fourteen days, we hadn’t had any intimate moments.
My wife could probably see that I was desperate just to be touched and to touch her myself. Once the kids were tucked away and the pile of dirty dishes started shrinking, she asked what I wanted for the evening. I replied with my usual answer: “what do I always want?” She smiled, began unbuttoning her clothes, and signaled me to join her in bed. I shed my own garments and followed.
She reached down, checked out my cage, and suggested, “why don’t you take that off tonight.” So I fetched the key and unlocked it.
Back in bed, she felt my free cock beginning to stiffen up. She smiled again and asked me to let her know if I was nearing a climax; she preferred not having any messes for her to clean up afterward.
She did an excellent job teasing and handling my cock while keeping me just on the edge of control. Then she started rubbing her vagina along my shaft, which was driving me mad because I could feel how wet she was becoming. Next, she had me use my hands on her labia and clitoris. That pushed me past pure desire into a state hard to describe. The combination of feeling her arousal, warmth, and moisture made me want inside her SO bad!
Eventually, she began climaxing. And then again. And once more. It was the longest continuous run of orgasms I’ve ever seen from her. Usually, she doesn’t say much about them, but this time she did. “Oh, Mr. C (her pet name for me), that was unbelievable. Thank you!” she said, giving me a kiss and a nice slow stroke down my shaft, circling my glans with her thumb several times.
She is typically someone who has just one orgasm per session, and last night followed that pattern. After hers finished, she had me spoon against her until we drifted off to sleep.
What a great night.
