- Loving Wives
- Coming To Her Senses
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Click hereSara called Mike at work inviting him home for lunch. Things had been knotty between them for a while. Twenty years of marriage can do that.
She rushed around heating up his lunch, went upstairs and slipped on a purple spaghetti-strapped satin nightgown and quickly brushed her long hair. Perfume and lipstick were all she had time for, but it was toilette enough for a make-up quickie.
The roar of his Suzuki motorcycle alerted her to his arrival as she stretched out on the bed, posing as sexily as she knew after twenty years of almost no surprises left for either side.
The new Hitachi magic wand was on her night table. She only had a few seconds to pour some Astrolube on her sex and warm up her tissues with the wand before he was climbing the stairs.
"You alone?" Mike called out, a weird question as he entered their bedroom.
"Why, who else would be here?" Their son had started college this fall and the house was big, empty and too quiet.
"Well," he said as he stripped off his shirt and threw his baseball cap on a chair. "I know you have at least two men on your mind any time of the day. Just wondered if there was room for me in that big bed."
Sara was surprised at his words but tried to not to show it. She had been circumspect about two men she had met. Nothing had happened, no phone sex, nothing but a mostly-innocent dalliance. They were as different as night from day, one dark and brooding, the other open and sweet. They were just -- men. She had been married so long she had forgotten the fun of a dalliance, of a flirtation. They were some thoughts brightening her day, and sometimes, invading her dreams at night.
Mike hated that wand lying on her side of the bed. He thought it insulting to his own ability to arouse her. Flopping at the bottom of the bed, he grabbed her white legs and pulled them apart, using one hand on her clit and one hand in her cunt, attempting to arouse her. She moaned but it wasn't convincing. He grabbed the Hitachi from the night stand and applied it directly to her clit. She screamed, and not in delight.
"Stop it," she said sharply. He chased her over the bed as she tried to duck and dodge him and the wand, a sadistic look on his face. He did stop, panting and laughing with his exertions, but by then the mood was broken. The Hitachi was tossed on the floor where it rolled into the corner, making a loud thump on the wall.
He pushed off the bed and stood before her, unzipping his jeans. "Make me hard, baby, that little tussle did nothing for John Thomas".
She wrapped her lips around the only cock she had known and sucked. Usually he would give warning, but this time he came in her mouth. She spit fast, but not fast enough.
"Now swallow it, what you have left in your mouth."
She was surprised. He didn't command her in such ways, not her usually gentle and sweet husband.
"You know", he said as he tucked in his cock and zipped up his pants, "The Japs lost the war but now they win at everything. The TV in the den, the gadgets you can't live without in the kitchen, the damn sheets on the beds, but I'll be damned if they think they can replace my cock."
Mike pulled her up and lifted her gown over her head, throwing it on the floor. It was a ritual with them for her to stand in his arms like the wooden figurehead on the bow of a ship, breasts sticking out for him to suckle, back arched and arms thrown around his neck. He would lift her tight in strong arms to his body, swing her around to the bed and throw her, she tumbling and giggling.
"You know I love you, baby. We are just hitting a rough patch." He slapped her on the ass. "Don't give it away now, ok?"
Pulling his cap on his head and winking, he walked out of the bedroom. She heard the roar of his Suzuki thunder out of the driveway.
She sighed. Suddenly dark and brooding and sweet and open were very far away, just pipe dreams, nothing substantial, and certainly nothing between her legs.
She got up and pulled her antique kimono around her, suddenly cold. She saw the Hitachi in the corner and winked at it.
She was coming to her senses.
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2008
- COMMENTS
phil2213almost 11 years agoDynamite comes in small packages. This story was an Epiphany of a solid long standing faithful marriage with the confidence and complacency.
Anonymousover 11 years agocome on, some of you guys ! - can't you recognize class when you see it? - Teela 100 is obviously not the 'wham bang thank you m'am' kind of witer - she writes as a woman so you can appreciate a woman's viewpoint - can't you see it from her stories? - STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS - got it?.
SO YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL - BY THE WAY , I'M A MAN.
bruce22about 15 years agoYes it does feel like that,though perhaps the author wants us to fill in the blanks. The problem is that it then becomes my story... Note that the writing is very well honed. Thanks
Agoodman952over 15 years agoThis is a good story or at least the begininging of a good story. It left so many questions. Was she really interested in two other guys or was that more of a flirtation to bolster her self image? It sure seems like her husband isn't doing anything to make her feel good about herself. Her actions seemed to be an act of submissive desperation and a cry for attention, or a last affirmation that her husband is a self centered SOB who could care less about her needs as long as he got off. Cold he realize that he was pushing her towards the affections of another man that would treat her like a woman and not a street whore? Maybe, but he just shot a load in her mouth comanded her to swallow and left her there. It would take some real soul searching for him to change if he could.
JADED_ONE1969over 15 years agoNice beginning to a story. I personly think that a woman who is going straight for an affair with two people and getting off, or maybe not, with a 'wand' that was made by the Japanese? And the attitude of the husabnd who is missing every signal that could be given, the wife is silently sreaming out, "Take notice of me, otherwise someone else will" the husband of course hasn't got a clue. He still carries on as normal. If however the wife would start really shouting before she commits herself to cheating on her husband, then maybe the marriage can be saved. I think they both want be together. But there comes a time when a marriage does end. When they are no longer in lust or love that is the time to move on. At the moment I see no respect from either party and certainly no love from the husband, from the wife I see someone who is wistfully thinking about what might have been, not what could be. I too would like to see another chapter just so either way we the readers can see what happens. I personally tend towards the romantic view where the husband realises what has happend and treats the wife to mind blowing sex, which is what she wants. I would also have the wife disregard any input from her two would-be lovers. Anyway well written story that has us readers thinking, which is the sign of a good writer.
Regards
GW
BigFtHunterover 15 years agoI really liked the story but it left me wandering. Way too many holes. It was written well and I would like to read chapter 2 where all the holes were filled in. Thanks for posting.
APeacefulPlaceTxover 15 years agoI think this might be flash, and I don't enjoy much flash. Here, although I enjoy the thrust of the story, I'm left with too many questions. Okay, with one big question, what the heck is that wand?
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If you're going to introduce something that odd, I think you need to give it more of a story. Leave that out and I think you've got something that I like very much.
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Frankly, I'd like to see this story expanded to show more of her. The mind of a woman who is thinking about cheating, with two different men no less, after twenty years of marriage is worth a look. This is especially true since she isn't just "drifting" into an affair but very aware of where she's going.
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Then there's the ending, do all her problems go away with a simple fuck, or was her husband's acknowledgment of their problems that profound.
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I generally give 100s to balance the trolls with their 0s, but if I were to score this as I see it, I'd probably give it an 80. The writing is very good, the topic very interesting, but the execution is lacking.
