Afterglow ……or Afterburner?

This might better be described as a vignette, rather than a short story. But it was fun to write, and I like it. I hope all of you will like it as well. Anyone who has read my other posted story (one and only so far -- I'm working on it and hope to have some more up in time) may recognize my wife's character. This work should be regarded as a very early prequel to the other story. Hope you enjoy.

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We had been laying there for what seemed like a long time after we had reached the end of our Sunday afternoon lovemaking, holding each other as we rested – not talking too much but enjoying being with each other. Finally, Belinda – or Bink as she liked to be called by those closest to her – stirred.

"I need to get cleaned up,' she said as she slid from under the covers and made her way to the bathroom. "I'll be right back' she continued, looking over her shoulder at me and smiling as she walked toward the bathroom.

"I'm not going anywhere," I replied.

I watched the rear view of her pleasant form for a few seconds before she entered the bathroom and closed the door. My wife had a nice little rump – just a tad on the large size for her petite build, but in a way that was that was still pleasing to the eye. I just continued to lay still and closed my eyes. Our earlier lovemaking had been great, and the feeling of being physically spent and exhausted was quite satisfying. Bink had pulled the sheet off as she had gotten out of bed, and the cool springtime breeze coming through the open windows of our bedroom had a very refreshing and relaxing feel to it. The feeling of the air on my exposed body was satisfying and a bit sensual.

I had almost dozed off when I got that feeling you get when someone is staring at you. I opened my eyes to see Bink standing by the bed with a sly grin on her face. Her eyes were directed toward my crotch. My dick was in that flaccid but still somewhat semi-erect state that follows a good workout, and it was kind of bent over and lying on one side. Bink seemed to find it funny and continued to giggle. She reached and gave it a quick stroke with her finger. "You need to get that thing covered up and put away," she said. "It's liable to get you in trouble all hanging out like that."

"You seem to be the one trying to start some trouble" I said. I reached out and touch Bink on her hip. The "glow" of her small but supple form reflected our just completed lovemaking but also suggested receptivity to further advances. Her nipples became once again erect, and her hips were somewhat thrust out as though waiting my advance. Her cute little red bush, trimmed in a nice and neat pattern for her bikini, formed a natural focal point of her nubile little frame.

Likewise, I began to respond to the situation – and stimulation -- my cock slowing emerging from its rested state to become hard again. Our eyes met, and without saying anything we both knew what we wanted.

I got up on my knees and Bink got up on the bed on hers to face me. We gently just held each other close for a moment. This type of thing – an encore -- happened from time to time for us, and we knew it was going to be special and great.

I put my hands on Bink's hips and gently "steered" her to turn around and get on her all fours.

"Oh yes, this is what I want," she said as she buried her head in the pillow. She had always had a special affinity for doggy style that I found a bit unusual. I'm not complaining by any means, but I always imagined that most women did this mainly to accommodate their men. Just considering the perspective of the woman, the position never looked too comfortable to me. But Bink loved it, and it was almost always the "mandatory" position for a situation like this.

I got positioned behind her, and after spending a second or two finding the "right spot" thrust my dick into her pussy to the hilt. Bink moaned as I begin to move back and forth, and she responded with her own thrusts so that we begin to find a rhythm. Then without really thinking too much about what I was doing, I gave her a good swat across the ass.

"Bounce that fanny" I blurted out.

"Yes," Bink exclaimed. "Make me do it!"

I gave her another good swat on the opposite cheek. She then put into high gear, bouncing her ass back and forth against me so fast that it took everything I had to hold on and keep inside her.

"God I could do this all night," she shouted.

"I'm right there with you baby," I shouted back. Actually I was in fact doing pretty good. I was always impressed, but a bit perplexed, by myself that on the second time around like this; I could stay rock hard and go for the long term. I often thought it was not too bad a performance for a baby boomer who had to work hard to stay in shape and keep from getting a gut.

"Oh yes, fuck me – fuck me hard," shouted Bink, as she went into overdrive, bouncing her ass in an increasingly fast speed.

For good measure, I gave her a couple of more swats on her plumb cheeks. "Keep that thing a bouncing," I commanded.

She sat up, keeping my cock inside her, and leaned against me. She reached her arm back around my head and brought me forward to kiss her. Our tongues intertwined, and I caressed her breasts with one hand while my other work her clit as she continued her rhythm up and down and my rod. After a few minutes of this play, she reassumed her position on all fours.

"Make me pay, make me pay good," she shouted.

I didn't know exactly what she meant by this, but I figured it called for a few more swats on the behind – for which I happily obliged.

Bink then let out a loud shriek and practically knocked me off the bed she slammed into me so hard. And then with a few final thrusts, she held steady close to me and with her head buried down in the pillow. I knew she had climaxed and just needed to be still in this position for a moment.

Eventually she lifted her head up and looked around toward and asked, "How was it for you?"

"Great, but I'm still hard," I replied.

This was another part of our encore pattern. I could often outlast her. In fact I would sometime be nowhere near climaxing when she would come.

"Well, I guess we need to do something about that," she continued. "Would you like me to turn over on my back so you can come inside me?"

Actually I had another thing in mind which might make for an interesting end to this second act.

"No, why don't you come here beside me," I replied.

Bink moved beside me on her knees. I took her hand and positioned it on my dick.

"Just go back and forth," I told her. "Not too hard, and slow at first. I'll tell you when to get faster."

Bink obliged me willing for this follow-up hand job, but after a minute or so she blurted out, "Oh hell, you deserve better than this!"

She grabbed me by my shoulders and said, "Lay down; I'm going to finish this right for you."

Now Bink sort of had inconsistent attitudes about oral sex. I loved tonguing her sweet pussy, and she seemed to enjoy that quite well. She would often give me a quick kiss or lick on the cock and maybe even take it in her mouth briefly during foreplay. But a full fledge blowjob was not her style, so this development this evening was quite a pleasant surprise.

I lay on my back, and Bink was immediately on my cock with her mouth, alternatively going down on me and then licking my balls and shaft up and down with her tongue – and still managing to get some hand action in as well. She shifted her now somewhat red backside around so I get at it with my hand. I at first inserted my finger in her pussy, but when feeling how wet and juicy it was -- given the workout it had had -- I had another idea. Using her own juices as a lube, I worked my finger into her tight little bung hole and begin working it back and forth. I had my index finger in her ass and used my middle finger to alternately work her pussy and spread her juices around her back door.

"Oh that's good," she said. "I really like that"

So much so that she begin rapidly going up and down on my dick with her open mouth, very quickly bringing me to climax.

"Shoot that wad," Bink shouted, as my jisim splattered all over her face. She gave me a few more quick jerks with her hand as she licked up more jisim off my dick and stomach. This was surreal; as great as our sex life was, Bink just didn't do this kind of thing for me.

She rested her head on my stomach for a minute or two, and then she moved up to lie in my arms.

"That was great," I told her. Then, perhaps knowing better and with a somewhat smart-ass bent, I said, "Can I expect that a lot from now on?"

She kind of grinned and just looked at me for a second or two. "Well maybe you can sometimes expect it for a job well done and for doing things out of the ordinary. " Then she was quiet for a second or two more as a mischievous grin formed on her mouth. "Speaking of, how did you know I would like your finger up my asshole........."