Carol was in one of her blue funks. Why I didn’t know, but they had been coming fast and furiously as of late. One minute, she was her normal cheerful self and the next; she was either the bitch from hell or on the verge of tears. Now it was total silence and depression.
I had asked her to accompany me on this business trip, hoping that it would help in some way. So far it hadn’t helped a bit, it was actually worse.
The trip had turned into an ordeal instead of a way to bring us closer together. The airport in Houston was more like an armed camp than a place to travel from.
It took four hours from the time we parked until we boarded our plane. We had been poked with metal detectors, screened by metal detectors, x-rayed, questioned, and examined to the point of frustration for me and tears for Carol. The flight to Denver was short but rough with turbulence at both ends and a jarring landing didn’t help any at all.
My short meeting ended up being most of the day and half the night. By the time I got back to the hotel, Carol was asleep, aided by half a bottle of sleeping pills. She’s normally a light sleeper but tonight I went so far as to check her pulse, when she didn’t wake up when I came in.
I got a shower and joined her in bed. She didn’t even stir when I cuddled up behind her. I went to sleep after a long period of just laying there. I was worried about her. I must have had bad dreams because I was restless and woke up often. I couldn’t remember the dreams but the sense of dread built up over the night.
I woke up in a cold sweat, alone in the bed. I sat upright and called Carol’s name. There was no answer, so I got out of bed and checked the bathroom. The door was locked but the sounds of a shower came to me through the door. I started to knock but decided to wait a bit.
The door being locked puzzled me. Carol was no more of a private person than I was, especially between the two of us. This was just one more of the changes that I had noted. Twenty years of the one woman I had ever loved and now she was changing day by day into someone I didn’t know. I was about at my wits end.
I shook my head, and caught sight of the sad expression on my face in the mirror as I called room service and ordered coffee.
The coffee had arrived by the time Carol opened the door. She was wearing a short silk robe that stopped well above her knees. It made her long slim legs look even longer. She only had the two middle buttons hooked and the short dark hair of her sex flashed as she walked across the room. I felt my manhood twitch under my shorts; she was still a very beautiful woman to me even after all our years together.
At five foot seven and a hundred and ten pounds, she had kept her fine figure. Other than a few laugh lines in her face and her breasts being a size larger, she didn’t look much different from when I first met her. She had always worried about her small breasts and when they grew as she had kids, she had been elated.
She didn’t look at me; she just crossed to the table, poured herself a cup of coffee, and sat down across from me. I watched her closely for a moment and when she just sat there looking off into space, I said, “Look, I don’t know what’s going on in that pretty head of yours but I sure would like a clue. You’re scaring me. I love you, I always have, and I always will. Right now, I’m very worried about you and I have been for some time now.”
She looked at me for a long time before she shrugged and went back to staring off into space. I felt anger building and was about to start venting, when Carol looked at me, tears welling up in her eyes. My anger vanished in a flash as I moved over to kneel next to her chair.
When I took her hand and kissed it, she let out a sob, tears starting to stream down her cheeks. I stood up and pulled her up out of the chair so I could put my arms around her. I held her tightly as she cried softly against my chest; I could feel the warm tears running down my chest. I stroked her hair and rocked her gently from side to side. I didn’t know what else to do.
When she had cried herself out and was down to the sniffing stage, she finally put her arms around me and hugged me back. As I stroked her hair, she took a deep shuddering breath and let it out noisily. “The kids are gone,” she said in a whisper.
“Yeah, Susie is married and Mark is in college. What has that got to do with these moods of yours?” I asked softly.
“No one needs me,” she whispered back.
I hugged her tightly to me and replied in a whisper, “I need you, I need you very much. I always have and I always will. You’re a part of me, a very special part.”
“You have your work, your job,” she whispered in an even softer voice. “I have nothing but an empty house.”
“Yes I do have my job, for now,” I said softly.
This brought her head up and she searched my face for a moment. “What do you mean by that?” She asked hesitantly.
I smiled down at her and kissed her on the forehead before I replied. “This trip will be my last, in about two weeks I’m retiring. By then, I’ll have the right people in the right positions so I can let it go. I’ll still own the company but they will run it, I’ll just be a consultant and on the board of directors, if they need help.”
Carol looked at me with a shocked look on her face. I grinned and asked, “What if, we spend the rest of our lives on vacation together? Anywhere we wanted to go and doing everything we’ve always dreamed of doing.”
Carol’s mouth hung open as her eyes searched my face. When I grinned and kissed her forehead again, it seemed to break the spell she was under.
“You’re not kidding, are you?” She asked as a shy smile played around the corners of her mouth.
I shook my head and replied, “Nope, I’ll be around so much you’ll get sick of me. You name it and we’ll do it, there are a hundred places we’ve always wanted to see and a million things we’ve wanted to do, now’s our chance.”
“You want to spend all your time with me?” She asked in a whisper.
I grinned and nodded. The next thing I knew, Carol had her arms around my neck, and was kissing the hell out of me. I did my best to kiss her back with the same building passion. When she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my hips, I knew my Carol of old was back with a vengeance.
I also knew that I was going to be late for the meeting today, that is, if I made it at all. Right now, I had something much more important to do.
I turned and walked over to the bed, where I laid us down without breaking the kiss. As my weight came down on Carol, she moaned softly and pulled me tighter against her body with her arms and her legs. After almost thirty years together, I knew exactly what that meant and surrendered to our passion.
My lower pelvis was pressed against her sex and I could feel its heat through my thin silk shorts. She tilted her hips more and rubbed against me as another soft moan escaped her lips.
She broke the kiss and whispered fiercely, “Get rid of those shorts, I want you so bad.” Both of us began working at getting my shorts down.
When they were down around my knees, she started to pull at me, trying to move me up her body. I wiggled forward until the head of my dick brushed along her slit. I could feel her heat even more and how slippery she was. I marveled at the way she always responded to our lovemaking. I lowered my hips as she rocked hers upward and I felt myself slip into her slit. I flexed my hips, moving my shaft along her trench.
After a moment or two, she moaned as a shiver ran along her body. “Now,” she whispered softly and relaxed her grip with her legs.
I moved up away from her and then down along her body, the head of my shaft following her slit down to touch the steamy heat of her open sex. I pressed gently forward and felt the head being enveloped by her, a hot velvety sensation that went on as she tilted her hips and forced more of me inside.
She let out a whimpering sigh as my hips once more met hers, my manhood fully seated. I held still as another shiver ran along her body and her inner muscles clamped down.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered, “That always feels so good.”
I smiled down at her as I rolled my hips and then took one long slow, complete stroke. Her eyes were closed and when I moved, she sucked her lower lip in with a hiss and clamped it between her teeth.
“Yes, it does and that feels even better,” I answered back in the same type whisper.
She nodded and made a sound of pure pleasure deep in her throat as I made another slow stroke and paused. Then I started to move in and out of her with slow easy movements. In a moment, her hips settled into a smooth counterpoint to mine.
Our lovemaking had matured over the years from fast and furious to slow and sensuous. We had learned to take our time and enjoy each other as much as possible. I loved to watch the play of emotions that ran across her face. They along with her sounds were my clues and keys as to when to go to the next level.
I always wondered when our friends talked about their sex lives falling apart or tapering off. It made no sense to me. After we had our kids and she got fixed, I did the same. We called it our double indemnity insurance policy. It also released both of us from the worry of future pregnancies.
Not having that worry really jumpstarted our sex life again. We were as horny and carefree about our sex life as we had ever been in our teens. More so, because we had years and years of experience to draw on.
I had slowly built up the speed and intensity of my strokes and was about to speed up again, when Carol suddenly ached up against me and came harder than I had seen her do in a long time. I slowed down and rode it out as she went on and on.
By the time her hips and ass were back on the bed, I had stopped moving. I was enjoying the feel of her inner muscles rippling along and grabbing at my manhood. The sensation almost put me over the edge.
I supported my weight on my knees and elbows as I stroked her hair and watched her face. That look of a woman totally out of control and loving every minute of it was there as plain as day. I love that look as it means I’m doing things right for her.
After a few minutes, her eyes fluttered open and she smiled at me. “That one snuck up on me,” she said softly and then grinned. “I know it’s been a while since we made love but oh boy….”
She let the sentence trail off, her grin slowly fading. “I haven’t been taking very good care of you, have I?” She asked.
I smiled and kissed her forehead before I replied, “Oh, I’ll live. You’re the one I was worried about. I thought maybe you had finally had enough of my dumb ass and was ready to leave me. Now that I understand the problem, I’m truly relieved.”
She grinned and then laughed. As she did, her body gave a little jerk and she closed her eyes and gave out with a soft short groan. When she opened her eyes, she smiled and said, “I’d never leave you, it took me to long to get you trained. Anyway, I don’t think I would ever find anyone who could make love to me as well as you do. Right now, even laughing makes me quiver and shiver.”
She rolled her hips under me and sighed. “No, I was just feeling useless and unneeded, sorry for myself, more than anything. With the kids gone and you working, I had too much time on my hands and nothing to do but think. I just worked myself into a state of depression. Your news about retiring snapped me out of it and in a hurry.” She chuckled and added, “Suddenly, I was horny as hell.”
With a grin, she pushed at me. “Roll over, I want on top. I seemed to have taken the edge off but I still could go again and I want to feel you fill me up with that hot cream of yours.”
Who am I to argue with a woman that wants to fuck my brains out? I rolled over and took her with me. I grinned up at her and said, “You won’t get any argument out of me. You know I love it when you ride the pony. It feels so good and I get to play with all your other toys.” I reached up and ran the palms of my hands in slow light circles over her nipples.
She arched her back, pressing her sensitive nipples firmly against my palms. “Hmmmm, that feels so good,” she said softly as she started to rock her hips slowly back and forth. I could feel her tightness sliding slowly along and around my manhood.
She sighed deeply as her clit rubbed against my pelvic bone. “That feels good to.” She sighed again and asked, “Do you remember the first time I rode the pony?”
I chuckled as I remembered. “How could I forget, that’s the night you got your brands; one on each knee from that cheap carpet on the living room floor of my apartment. Your mom never did believe that story about you falling down.”
Carol laughed and then groaned softly as she leaned forward to rest her hands on my chest. “Don’t make me laugh. I’m right on the edge,” she whispered softly.
I stopped rubbing her nipples and took a breast in each hand, giving them a gentle squeeze. She groaned softly and shifted her hips faster. “Oh. Oh, yes. Oh God, yes.” She came quick and hard, her inner muscles clamped down on my shaft and a hot flood ran along its length. My hips twitched and jerked on their own, which brought a louder moan from her lips.
As her body calmed down, she lay forward on top of me. Her head nestled against my neck with a kiss and a deep sigh. “Oh yes, that hit the spot.” She kissed my neck again and asked, “Don’t you have a meeting this morning?”
I nodded and then laughed as I rolled us over until I was back on top. “As a matter of fact I do but right this minute I could care less.”
I kissed her softly on the lips, lifted my hips slightly, and then eased myself back down. She moaned softly into my mouth and kissed me harder.
After a moment, I lifted my head and grinned down at her before I said, “I have some neglected business here that’s taking priority. Anyway, I want a special breakfast and I can’t get it anywhere else in the world except right here.”
I kissed her lips as she started to say something and then moved to her neck and started to kiss and nibble my way down her body. She whimpered loudly when my manhood slipped slowly out of her sex. But it changed to a soft moan as my lips locked onto her left nipple and my fingers tweaked the right one.
I released the nipple with a soft sucking sound and then flicked it with the tip of my tongue several times. This brought a hissing sound from her. I moved my head over and sucked on the right nipple, flicking it with my tongue at the same time. Her back arched, pressing the breast tighter to my mouth.
Her hands found my head and she caressed it, her fingers running through my hair. When I released this breast, her hands tried to push my head lower down her body. I smiled as I kissed my way down her lower ribs and across her belly, to wiggle my tongue deep into her navel. Her stomach muscles jerked and she wiggled as a giggle escaped her lips.
“That tickles and you know it,” she whispered as her hands tried to push my head away from her belly.
I rose up until she had to let go of my hair. I took her hands and placed them on her breasts, saying, “Here, you play with these and let me enjoy my breakfast like I want to. I want it hot, moist, and sweet.”
She chuckled and said, “You ain’t got to worry about it being hot or moist. Right now it’s on boil and probably soupy as hell.”
Whatever else she was going to say was lost in a loud groan as my tongue traced the outline of the patch of short hair on her mound. I took a slow lick along each of her puffy outer lips, which brought an even louder groan. When I slid my tongue up along the center of her slit and flicked her clit lightly with its tip, her ass came up off the bed and her hands flew to my head.
“Oh God, leave that alone for a while or I’ll die,” she whispered fiercely. “Just have your breakfast, that’ll be enough to probably give me another orgasm or two.”
I moved back and down to flutter my tongue around and just inside her very wet and tasty opening. Her hips rolled upward, trying to force me deeper but I backed off and continued to tease her opening. With a whimpering moan, her hands once again found my head and tried to pull me closer.
Slowly, I let her move me forward but kept the tip of my tongue around the opening until my lips touched her sex. Then I stabbed my tongue into her as deep as I could. This brought a loud yell to her lips and a flood across mine. Breakfast was served.
I feasted at her sex until the flow slowed and then I moved lower to catch the overflow from earlier that filled the deep cleft of her ass. I grinned as I thought of the wet spots that would dot the bed by the time we were through. There were already two and I had an idea there would be several more before we were sated this day.
When the tip of my tongue circled and flicked at her asshole, I heard her draw a hissing breath. Carol’s ass was nearly as sensitive as her sweet pussy. Anal sex wasn’t a regular thing with us but more of a special treat, when she was in the mood and really turned on. I had a feeling that this was the case now.
As my tongue pressed at the tight ring of muscles guarding the entrance to her ass, I heard her moan loudly and her hips worked in counterpoint to my probing tongue. After a few minutes of my tongue working in and out of her ass, she gave a long drawn out, deep groan and hunched back against my face even harder, a new flood starting to trickle down from above.
Seconds on breakfast were served, hot sweet and tasty. I resumed my feast and followed it up to the source. By the time, I had the flood under control; Carol’s hips were once again moving and working her sex against my mouth and tongue.
When I moved my hand up and teased her asshole with the tip of a finger, Carol groaned loudly and said, “Don’t do that, unless you really mean it. It’s been a really long time since we’ve done that and suddenly I’m in the mood for it.”
I grinned up at her and said, “I’ve always meant it. I love to fuck your beautiful ass and you know it. So why don’t you roll over and let me put a couple of pillows under your hips?”
She grinned at me and did just that. With her on her hands and knees, I placed two pillows under her hips. She lay down across them, elevating her ass in the air. She spread her legs and flexed her hips up and down a couple of times.
“Like this?” She asked as she grinned at me over her shoulder.
“Oh yes, just like that.” I replied and kissed first one round ass cheek and then the other.
I continued to lick and kiss her ass as my hands wandered over her hips and thighs. I used the flat of my hands to spread her ass cheeks wider and flicked the tip of my tongue against the tight pucker of her asshole.
Carol wiggled her ass and moaned softly. “You do like that, don’t you?” I asked.
“Oh yes, it makes me tingle all over,” she whispered as she pushed back against my tongue, when I pushed it into her ass. “Hmmmm, I like that even better.”
I tongued her asshole for a moment and then dipped down to take a swipe in her very wet open sex, just below. With her slick juices still on my tongue, I returned to her ass. My tongue moved in and out of her more freely and she moaned softly and wiggled back hard against the invader.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered fiercely. “I’m going to go all to pieces when you slip that big dick of yours in there.” She flexed her hips back hard enough to hurt my nose and then said, “You’d better hurry or it may be too late.”
With a grin on my face, I came up on my knees behind her and rubbed my hard shaft between the slick surfaces of her ass cheeks. Carol moaned loudly as a shiver ran up and down her body. I slapped her on one cheek sharply and said, “Don’t you do it, wait for me, or I’ll have to spank this pretty ass of yours.”
“Oh God, like that’s a real threat. More like a treat and you know it,” she whispered as she pressed her ass even tighter to my manhood.
I slapped her ass again as I pulled back, pushed my shaft down and rubbed the head around the sopping wet opening to her sex. She groaned loudly and pushed back suddenly. My shaft slid up inside her easily. Her hips froze for a second and then she moved forward and slammed her ass back against me as she gave out with a deep growling groan and came all over me.
I grinned and slapped her ass sharply, first on one cheek and then the other. This only made her come harder as she ground her sex tighter onto my dick.
As her orgasm started to subside, I gripped her hips and started to take long slow strokes, in and out of her. She gasped at the first one and then trembled and whimpered as I continued on. When she started to push back against my thrusts, I slipped my dick out of her vagina and moved it up to center on her asshole.
She jerked at the touch of the hot head and then pushed back very gingerly. I held still and let her proceed at her own pace. It had been a long time since we had done this and she would be very tight. I would have to take it slow and patiently. I just hoped she would also.
When the head popped through the tight ring, Carol tossed her head back and froze. “Oh my God!” she almost yelled. I could feel her hips trembling and the heat of her ass around the head of my dick was searing in a very pleasurable way.
After a moment, she eased her hips forward and then moved them back. I felt my shaft slide another little bit into her tight heat. “Damn, I’m so tight,” she whispered, “But it feels so good that I want to just jam it all the way in.” She moved forward and back again, several time. Each time, I went in a little more.
By the time I was half way in, she groaned softly and pulled forward until just the head was still in. Then she did ram her ass back, impaling herself on me, to the hilt. She yelled loudly and I let out a loud groan as her ass clamped down around me as she came.
It was a short but very intense orgasm, judging by the way her muscles worked me over. As it eased off, she slowly lay forward, prone over the pillows. I had to follow her or lose something we both held dear, such was the grip her ass had on me.
I rested my hips on the cushion of her ass and held my upper weight up on my elbow. I nuzzled and kissed the back of her neck for a moment as she murmured little sounds of pleasure.
“Oh, you like that do you?” I asked in a whisper. She just nodded and sighed. I spent another few minutes on her neck and shoulders, which brought even more sounds of pleasure.
“I love it,” she finally whispered, “But I’m about to go to sleep, so we need to roll over on our sides.”
“Just take it slow and easy, I want to stay right where I’m planted, if you don’t mind,” I whispered back to her.
She chuckle and nodded. “I love where you are and I don’t think you have to worry about it coming out. In fact, getting it out may be a problem, my ass doesn’t want to let it go.”
“Tell me about it,” I said with a chuckle of my own. “You’ve got one hell of a grip on it from my side.”
“It feels so big and hot. I can feel it throbbing. It feel so damn good, it should be illegal,” she said as we rolled over onto our left sides.
When we were settled and I had passed her a pillow and got one for myself, I replied, “I think it is in this state, as a matter of fact.”
She snuggled back against me spoon fashioned, her ass pressed tightly against my hips. “That’s just too damn bad,” she said and then giggled. “Anyway, they would need a crowbar and at least three big guys to pry it out right now.”
I laughed at the picture that painted and kissed her neck. “I love you,” I whispered and then kissed her neck again.
“I love you,” she whispered back
Movement of Carol’s hot ass around my manhood drew me up out of sleep. I was still semi hard and deep in her ass but she wasn’t nearly as tight as she had been. Her ass muscles had relaxed and now her hips were moving subtly back and forth, as she muttered in her dreams.
I would have loved to get a peek at those, believe me. Her little movements were generating plenty of fantasies in my half awake brain as it was and my dick was slowly coming back to full attention.
I grinned as I moved my hips back slightly, as she moved forward. The muttering got louder with a moaning overtone. Nothing like helping a lady out with her dreams, I thought, not to mention, helping myself out. Or was that in and out.
Even fully hard, my shaft moved easily inside her as a soft moan escaped from her lips. I fucked her ass, slowly and gently until she groaned and said, “Damn, what a way to wake up. I was having this wonderful, sexy dream and then this.”
I chuckled and replied, “I know about that dream, that’s what woke me up. That and the wonderful feelings you were giving me as you moved your hips back and forth in your sleep.”
She laughed and said, “I guess that’s better than talking in my sleep.” She made a soft whimpering sound and pushed back to meet my next slow thrust. “Oh yes, much better.”
A minute or so later, she was pushing back harder and harder. After a little of that she whimpered loudly and said, “Ok buster, I need to roll back over onto my stomach, so you can spank my butt the right way.”
“We ain’t there yet?” I asked with a grin as I kissed her neck and nipped her gently.
Carol moaned softly and rolled over, with me close behind, in more ways than one. Once she was on her belly, she pushed up until she was on her hands and knees and I was on my knees. With a sigh, she lowered her upper body until her forehead was on the bed. I gripped her hips and make a medium hard thrust into her waiting ass.
She gave out with a little gasp and then whispered harshly, “You can do better than that.”
“Be careful what you ask for,” I said as I pulled almost all the way out and ram home with a loud slap of my hips against her round firm ass. She gave a startled yell and kept on yelling as I fucked her hard and deep, slamming against her tightly stretched ass cheeks on each stroke.
It wasn’t long before she yelled, “I going to come!”
Half a dozen strokes later, she did and I was right with her, filling her ass with my hot cum in long, strong jets. She was yelling in one long continuous incoherent noise as I did, hunching her ass back tightly to me. A distant part of my mind, wondered what the neighbors might think of all the yelling but the rest of me could have cared less.
After a long while, Carol gave out with a soft groan and moved forward to lay flat on the bed. I moved with her and ended up lying on top of her, as my arms wouldn’t support my full weight. I made an effort to move off her and only partially succeeded. My upper body was off her but my hips were still across her ass. My manhood was still in the hot pulsing grip of her ass.
When I tried to move even more, Carol whispered, “No! Stay right where you are. I don’t want you to take it out yet. There’s going to be one hell of a mess, when you do and I ain’t got the energy to get up and do anything about it.”
“Thank you,” I whispered back. “I don’t think I have the energy to move more than a few inches at a time right now.”
She chuckled and whispered, “You didn’t have that problem a few minutes ago. You were spanking my ass as good as you ever have and I was enjoying the hell out of it. We must be getting old, a few years ago, we would have hopped right off this bed and hit the showers.”
“Uh huh.” I replied. “We’ll hit the showers alright but it might be after another nap.”
Carol laughed and nodded her head. “I hear that.”
We didn’t sleep but we didn’t get in any hurry either. Finally, I got enough energy to reach over and caress her shoulders and upper back. “Well? What do you think? Can we make it to the shower without collapsing?”
Carol chuckled and said, “Hey, I thought you were going to carry me in there.”
“There’s about as much of a chance of me do that, as there is of you carrying me.” I replied with a laugh.
Carol laughed and wiggled her ass under me. “Ok, pop the cork and stand back, it’s going to be messy, you must have loaded me up with at least a gallon or two.”
“Not to mention, my spine, my eye teeth, and my fillings,” I added with a grin.
Carol laughed and asked, “Are those fillings, the gold kind or the cheap stuff?”
“Sorry to disappoint you but they’re the cheap kind,” I answered her with a laugh.
“Shucks!” she said and then added, “Ok, get your big ass off me, it’s time to get this show on the road.”
I pushed up on my hands and then slowly raised my hips. My manhood was soft but I still had to pull it out of her ass. There wasn’t quite a pop as it came free but Carol did moan softly in a whimpering way.
As I got to my knees, I brushed my hands over her ass and whispered, “My ass might be big, but there’s absolutely nothing big about yours, its perfect.”
Carol slowly pushed up off the bed, until she was also on her knees. Leaning over, she kissed me softly. When she leaned back, she smiled and said, “Thank you dear but I know better. The sand is slowly settling and there’s nothing that can be done about that.”
I grinned and said, “Well then, I’ll just have to keep it well packed, won’t I?”
Carol laughed as she climbed off the bed. She grinned at me and then turned to walk toward the bathroom, swinging her ass in an exaggerated sway. Over her shoulder she said, “You won’t hear any complaints from me on that score.”
With a big grin, I climbed off the bed. “I sure as hell won’t complain, that’s for sure,” I whispered to myself as I followed her towards the bathroom and a long and happy retirement for both of us.