When the show was over, Peggy smiled into his eyes and leaned in for a soft kiss.
“I’m sorry, honey,” she said gently. “I’ve been an awful jerk the last few weeks and I realize how horrible I’ve been behaving.”
Kyle blinked. This was almost unprecedented.
“Well…maybe it’s a case of it taking two to tango,” he said finally. “I’m sorry too,” he added. She kissed him again. This time it was a longer, more demanding one. Kyle began to sense a stirring in his groin that he hadn’t felt in a month and more.
“I know,” she breathed, “but if I hadn’t been so unreasonable about you and Ann’s mistake, we could have been doing this all month long.” She giggled, the girlish laughter gave her a much higher degree of vulnerability than Kyle usually saw in her. It was refreshing. It gave him hope.
“Hmmmmmmm,” he murmured in her ear. “I’ve missed this,” he added. “Care to accompany me upstairs?” She giggled again and stood, taking both his hands in hers and drawing him up beside her. She threw her arms around his neck and pressed her body close to his while she kissed him lustily.
Breathlessly, they stumbled up the stairs. Kyle was unbuttoning his shirt as he climbed the steps. Peggy had her dress unzipped before they reached the landing on the second floor. By the time she reached the bed, she was nude except for a bra. Two seconds later, she was sitting on the edge of the bed without a stitch on.
Kyle had been held up locking the bedroom door. They’d been a number of times after the kids started walking when Kyle and Peggy had been surprised by a little face, or faces, appearing around the doorframe.
His clothes flung away and the door secured, Kyle dropped to his knees before his wife and spread her legs a little wider. He looked at his wife’s beautiful pussy for a long moment. He never tired of this. Peggy trimmed all her pubic hair into an inch wide strip above her slit and kept the rest of it bare. He loved that. As he told her often, he hated to comb his teeth after going down on her…and he wasn’t going to give up giving her oral sex.
Tonight, Peggy was too impatient.
“Come up here,” she whispered. “I want you in me.” Kyle scrambled to his feet and put a knee on the bed. They bumped heads in their eagerness and burst out chuckling. It felt good. Playfully, Peggy pulled him down beside her, twisting him down on his back. Without a moment’s pause, she threw a leg over his hips and crouched over his body, leaning low for a series of urgent kisses.
Scooting backwards on the bed, Peggy pulled her hips high and reached between her legs to find Kyle’s hardness. Positioning it at the entrance to her pussy, she eased herself down a bit at a time. Usually, she was so prepared by Kyle’s oral attentions at this point that she could handle his cock driving swiftly into her but she’d foregone all foreplay tonight. Still, it was only a couple of seconds before her vagina had opened up and allowed her husband to begin pushing up from the bed’s surface.
Peggy didn’t want anything fancy tonight. Once Kyle’s dick was firmly seated inside her, she began to rock her hips back and forth in a fast “Cowgirl” ride on her husband’s sex. She began breathing fast and shallow almost immediately. It had been a long time since they’d last made love and both had a lot of pent up energy.