Trudy and Sex Re-engaged

"Hey, I'm keeping this bra."

"No, no, no. That's my husband's favorite. Can't take that."

"I need a souvenir."

"That video is souvenir enough."

Craig smiled. "Yeah, my mates are going to love watching that."

"Just don't show it to anyone who knows me!" Trudy warned.

"I won't, I won't."

"Okay bye," Trudy said, coming in to kiss him.

"See you when?"

"On WebEx, next Friday," Trudy quipped.

"Come on, you know what I mean. Like this."

"Regional conference?"

"That's months away," Craig complained.

"Craig. I'm married. I have a son. Either wait until we go to Regional, or don't do it again."

"Okay, so I can fuck you when we're at Regional?"

"Yes, please," she smiled.

"You'll stay in my room?"

"I'd love to," Trudy grinned. The sudden image of being in his hotel room with her pants off for a week gave her goosebumps. "And I won't bring pajamas."

"Or underwear."

"Okay," she said kissing him adoringly.

"Okay, fine. You better go."

With one last heavy kiss and tug on his shaft, Trudy dashed off to board.

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True to my word, I let Trudy sleep late, taking George out to the pool with another dad who had a little girl in the same playgroup.

When we got home, Trudy was up, and in a good mood. I didn't even notice the makeup on her neck covering a bruise. George was delighted to see mommy and Trudy was genuinely thankful for the help I gave to look after home while she was away.

"You are a good man," Trudy said kissing me. "I've been thinking."

"Yeah? About?"

"Sex."

"What about it?" I asked suspisciously.

"Hmmm, I might have more interest if we do a deal."

"What are you talking about, a deal?"

"After George was born I went to a lot of effort to get my body back. Get my shape back."

"You did. It looks great."

"Right, so, here's my deal. If you can get fitter, I can make more effort, too."

"Fitter?"

"I'll make a deal with you."

"What deal?"

"If you lose thirty pounds, I'll do anything you want."

"Thirty pounds?"

"And in return, we can leave George with mom for a trip just us two, and you can do whatever you want to me."

"Whatever I want?"

"Whatever you want."

"So you'll get naked and fuck yourself with a piece of corn in a supermarket on the checkout on all fours?"

"Yes."

"And all I have to do is lose thirty pounds."

"Yes."

"We go away for a week?"

"4 days."

"5 nights," I countered.

"5 days."

"Done. I'll book it now."

"Relax," Trudy laughed. "Get started on your diet first. You don't know how long it will take."

"It won't take long, don't worry."

We kissed, in a way that we hadn't in a long time.

"You're gonna come back to me?" I asked warmly.

"I want cock in me again," she said gently, "But I wanna fuck a fit man. Strong. Solid. Heathy."

"Ah, the sort that can fuck you all night?"

Trudy blushed. "Yes. Just that sort."

"Baby, you got a deal!"

Tracy smiled, nodded and ruffled my hair.

"We might make a good husband out of you yet."

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