Seize the Day – Part 8

By the end of the month we’ve had the same simple sex a couple times and I’ve stopped and started the herb therapy a couple times. My wife has become more accepting of her sudden youthful desires and vigor. I’m ready to kick it up a notch and plan a nice romantic evening. So during the next round of herbs when you are good and horny, I spring it on her.

Flowers around the house, a mild incense and candles round out the mood. I welcome her home and direct her into the living room, hand her a glass of her favorite wine and take care of the kitchen. She is a little surprised but accepting of my adulation. I serve dinner without flare but care and practiced hospitality. She blushes from the wine as we finish our meal.

“Would you like a massage?” I ask, once we have settled in the living room and I have cleared the table. Her nipples are obvious, sticking out through her shirt. If they were knives they would have pierced her bra and shirt with their persistent pressure. My dick was beginning to feel the same was as I anticipated the nights adventure. “I haven’t had a massage forever. That sounds really good.” she purrs.

I lay a blanket on the floor and help her undress, removing her shoes and caressing her feet. Brushing up against her as I help her with her shirt, bra and pants. She heads for the blanket and turns to look at me. She takes off her panties exposing that freshly shaven region of my desires, and tosses them to me with a wink and lays down. Her ass clinches a little as she puts weight on her breasts and has to adjust them.

I strip as quickly as possible and kneeling to one side begin rubbing her shoulders and neck. Her body hot and soft under my grip. As I work around her neck she groans. Then I move to her head and press down her spine purposefully touching her head with my semi ridged dick. I haven’t gotten a blow job from her for a long time. Not since around the time we talked about trying anal sex. She turns her head to one side and ‘mmms’ a little sigh as I press on her lower back. My man meat brushing her forehead and nose.

I can hear her sniff my scent and I feel her rock her head. I pull back then slide down her back again. My dick precariously close to her nose and mouth. She kisses at it and sighs as I pull back. The next time I lean forward she is waiting with open mouth, capturing my cock head and licking around it.