Reconcilation

"We have one more thing to do before we are done. I know you have to get up and go to work, but I am going to go get the rest of my things, then tonight, we are going to have a whole new experience."

Tom was still a bit befuddled, but after quite awhile simply laying with Ann, his head on her breast, he felt himself beginning to respond, and before he knew it, he was fully erect again, his penis pressing against her hip, growing larger with each passing moment.

Ann had obviously felt the same things, and when he was just starting to feel that he should get up and get ready to go to work, Ann reached down, stroked his cock several times, then rolled so that it was pressed against her hairless lips.

"Come on, one more time before the day starts. I want you so badly, I need you."

When they were done, although Tom thought that Ann might not have had quite as much pleasure as he had, he reluctantly got up and started his day.

While Tom was off to work, Ann went over to her aunt's, packed up all her belongings, and took them home. Home, that was where she wanted to be, not at Pat's, not at her aunt's, home.

Ann did make a small side trip on the way, stopping at the local drugstore to pick up one item that she wanted to use that night.

When Tom got home, a bit early, but home – with Ann – with the woman he loved, he found her in the kitchen, with dinner about ready. Well, not quite ready, the martinis' were ready in the freezer and the wine was breathing in a decanter on the dining room table. The rest, well it would be an hour or so before it was ready.

Ann kissed Tom with abandon, like she hadn't in months, if not years.

"I hope you like the dinner, I think it is one of your favorites, and so far it has been doing exactly what I want it to do."

With that, Ann got out the pitcher of martinis from the freezer, poured them both a large one (into proper martini glasses of course), and raised her glass.

"To our marriage, and to our love. I want to grow old with you, and when I am 95 I expect you to be there with me to toast our life together."

Tom's eyes misted over, and he had trouble talking for a few moments.

"To our lives together."

Dinner was done, and Ann had carefully made sure that Tom didn't see that things needed doing in the kitchen.

"Tom, I have a question. Would you rather that I sleep with you in pajamas, a nightgown, or nude? I will do any of these, but I would like your preference."

Tom was quiet for a moment, then responded:

"I think that depends on my mood. Some nights a negligee would be wonderful, other nights, nude would be my preference. I really don't know. Tonight I would prefer you nude."

Ann smiled, both to herself and to her love.

"Then let's go into the bedroom, I think I want to have you take my virginity."

Tom was totally befuddled, but followed along.

Ann carefully disrobed, and asked Tom to do the same. When they were both nude, she came to Tom and kissed him, her hands behind his neck, and her body pressed up against his.

"Lie down on the bed, and let me get ready for you."

Ann had previously given herself an enema, clearing the way for the evening. When she returned from the bathroom, bringing a lubricate with her, she could see that he was ready for what she had decided to do.

Ann lay down on the bed beside him, and for the next few minutes, she caressed him, kissed him, and told him how much she loved him.

Then Ann got up, and got serious.

"Tom, I have never had intercourse with anyone but you since we were married. I have never let anyone come in my mouth except you; all of these things are yours. I have never had anal intercourse with anyone, ever! Now if you would like to, I will give this to you."

Tom was completely flabbergasted, but his body again betrayed him, his erection throbbing.

Ann knelt down on the bed, first putting a bit of lube on Tom's penis – no his cock.

Ann pulled several pillows under her hips, before lying down, her ass up in the air.

"Tom, I want you to fuck me in the ass."

As Ann said this she blushed to the roots of her hair. She had never even thought of doing this before the last couple of months, and now she was demanding it. But she was absolutely sure that she wanted to bond Tom to her, and this was the best way to do it.

Tom knelt behind her, and she reached back, caressing his cock, and rubbing the lube around the head of his penis.

Ann put her head down on the bed, and using her hands, spread her buttocks so that Tom would have easy access to her.

"Tom, come on, I want to give you this."

Ann was terrified, she was afraid she was going to be hurt, or that something was going to go wrong, but at the same time she was afraid that she would never go through with this if they stopped now.

Tom put his cock to her ass, then asked if she was really sure she wanted this.

"Oh God, yes, please. I want you to make me yours in every way possible."

Tom eased himself into her, feeling her buttocks clenching him as he did.

"Relax, or I'm not going to be able to do this."

Ann did her absolute best, relaxing as best she could, and felt him entering her. For a moment she thought that she couldn't stand it, then he got past her sphincter, and eased himself into her. She felt so full, so – she didn't know what – just full. Then Tom was able to bury himself into her and she knew that she had found something that she truly liked. Something that she would want to repeat.

Tom thrust into her, and felt her grasping his cock, almost as if she was milking it. He continued to thrust into her, when suddenly he couldn't stand it any more, and exploded into her bowels, almost yelling as he did. Ann wasn't any different; she was thrusting back at him, trying to get him deeper into her.

Tom came and collapsed on top of her, his cock still in her ass, although it was slowly growing limp. He eased himself out of Ann, and lay down beside her, cuddling her breast with his hand.

They lay that way for probably twenty minutes, then Ann stirred and sat up.

"Come on. We need to wash you."

Ann turned on the shower, and stepped in. After she got the water adjusted, she invited Tom in, and very carefully washed every inch of his body, running her soapy hands all over him. When she was done, Tom returned the favor, and by the time they got out of the shower, and dried each other off, Tom was half way back to a respectable erection.

Ann took him back to bed, finished getting his erection up with her mouth, then pushed him all the way over on his back, and straddled him, easing herself down on his cock, sliding it into her, then she begin rocking back and forth, leaning forward as she did, so her breasts trailed across his chest. Tom took quite a bit longer to come this time, and as a result Ann was rewarded with two orgasms, a little one at first, then a crashing one that left her crying out.

Five years later their marriage was still intact. Ann made absolutely sure that whatever Tom wanted sexually she would provide, and she invited him to visit porn sites with her to see if they could find something new or different that they might want to try.

They also had a little boy and a little girl. Pat had agreed to be a surrogate mother, and Ann had had her eggs collected, and fertilized by Tom. Pat had agreed to only two children, but that was plenty.