0 comments/ 12149 views/ 2 favorites Our 20th Ch. 01 By: mjbarbag Chapter 1: Sneak Attack The host seated Michelle and Gary at an out of the way table. When he made the reservations, months ago, Gary made sure that they would be as secluded as possible. He wanted a private table, not because he had anything naughty planned, after 20 years of marriage they were beyond the quickie in the restaurant, that was old hat. Gary wanted to the evening to be very special with have lots of private time, undisturbed by cell phones or loud conversations. After all, you do not celebrate a 20th wedding anniversary every day. "Wow! Look at this place. It is fabulous," Michelle said to Gary. "Yes it is. It was rated the best in town and I had to make reservation six months in advance to get such as great table," he replied with a boastful smile. "Hello -- My name is Mo and I will be your server." Gary and Michelle looked up at a youthful, freckled face framed with bright red hair and a top a svelte frame. "Mr. and Mrs. Horne, the chef has been informed you have been seated. Lubo wanted me to tell you that he will be preparing the meal himself and has taken the liberty of selecting the wine. I will be back shortly with the wine and some bread." "Oh My! I am duly impressed. You have certainly thought of everything. So what are we having?" she asked. "If I tell you it would ruin the surprise," he replied. Mo soon returned with a plate of fresh-baked bread, dish of herbed olive oil, and a bottle of wine. She opened it, offered the cork to Gary, who approved. As she filled their glasses, Mo informed them their salads will be out shortly. "I want this evening to be memorable. You have had to put up with me for more than 20 years and I through I could start to thank you with dinner at the best restaurant in the area." "I have to admit that at times it was tough. You are lucky you have such a fine ass and are a great lover or I would not have put up with it," Michelle responded, sarcasm dripping heavily from her words. "Rumor has it that it was my butt that caught your attention on the first day of orientation all those years ago? I have to admit, you cut a fine figure yourself, even if you were naïve." "I thought you liked dumb women," she replied sipping her wine for effect. "Innocent, my darling ... not dumb. Dumb women are high maintenance. And you, love, are nowhere near dumb. Here's to the last 20 years and for 20 more." They clinked glasses. "And yes it was your butt in those black slacks that caught my attention. It if wasn't for that fine ass and your cooking skills, I would have serious doubts in the first weeks we were dating. You were such a jerk then." "Not a jerk. Confident!" "Oh! So that is what you called it." "That's my story and I am sticking to it. So, if you had your doubts, why did you invite me over for dinner that Friday? It could not have been just my ass and you could not have known of my loving skills at that time. That first week was very busy and I doubt you had time to know the real me. So what prompted you to invite me over?" Gary inquired. "Just your ass and that is MY story and I am sticking to it," Michelle parried with a twinkle in her eye. "However, my suspicions were confirmed during the cross country season when you wore those tiny running shorts chasing your team around. Why do you think I came to the meets and watched? It was not for the school spirit, it was to watch you in those shorts! Besides, the jerky first impression had worn off by that time." "OK you win! I had a fine butt," Gary conceded. "I never noticed mainly because I concentrated on your ... um ... curves; which, I must say, have grown better and more appealing over the years. I am glad you got to know the real me." The conversation paused as Mo arrived with their salads. A simple wilted spinach salad with a warm apple cider vingerette dressing. Gary reached into his pocket and pulled out an envelope. "Do you remember this?" he asked as he withdrew a picture. "Oh my, where did you find this? Was this was the hurricane day. I am so glad that storm moved out to sea AFTER 5:00 in the morning. I laugh every time I remember it. Judy called and informed me that school was cancelled and asked if I would call you. I simply had to nudge you. I wonder if she knew we were sleeping together at that time." Michelle said, almost as an afterthought as she looked at the picture. "My goodness, look how young we were. Your right, I did cut a fine figure!" "As I remember, that was the shirt you wore at dinner? The memory is so vivid because that blouse showed much of one of your finest attributes. Wonder why you chose a shirt that showed so much cleavage?" Gary asked raising an eyebrow. "Not that I minded," he added. "You know my answer," she said. "It was very fortunate that the hurricane did not come ashore on a Friday. We got to go away for the weekend. Our first trip together. Oh God! Remember the Bates Motel and that squeaky bed. Who would guess that it was parents weekend at Gettysburg College and there was no room at the good inns." "Oh how I remember. We had to move the mattress to the floor to keep from disturbing the neighbors. BUT, what a workout that mattress got! Oh to be 23 again AND know what I know now," Gary said in fake anguish. "You do plenty well for yourself, dearest," Michelle said with a wink and a proud smile. Mo and another server arrived with their main course, braised lamb chops, garlic mashed potatoes, and steamed asparagus for Michelle, Veal Scaloppini over angle hair pasta and asparagus for Gary. Mo topped off their wine glasses, checked on things, removed empty plates, and left. "Wow, she is efficient. I hope you also plan on giving her a bit tip," Michelle remarked. "Yes, I already did. I actually paid upfront for the meal and added a generous tip. I also asked for the best waiter this evening. Nothing but the best for you. Why Michelle, I believe you are blushing," Gary challenged. After Mo served them cheesecake and coffee for desert, Gary surprised Michelle when he asked, "Do you remember the first time we made love?" "Honestly, no. However, I do remember that sneak attack blowjob early in our courtship. As I remember, we were in my bedroom on a Saturday after a meet and you asked what I wanted to do. I pulled down your running short, as I remember they required no underwear, and licked away. I especially remember the stunned look on your face and I put your cock in my mouth." "That was not as surprising as when you swallowed everything when I came. I knew you were the one for me after that evening. Did we screw afterward?" Gary asked "You know I really do not remember. But, swallowing was something I reserved for only the most specialest people," Michelle replied. "I am honored," Gary said raising his coffee cup. Regretfully, their time ended at the restaurant, where they spent over three hours. The walked hand in hand to their truck and Gary help Michelle in. They were silent for a while, lost in their own thought. The piano nocturnes from the radio added a romantic presence to the cab. As they entered the interstate, Michelle finally broke the silence. "You know what I miss about you working from home. I miss the Christmas parties. Not only did they give me chances to play dress up, but we got to stay in a fine hotel and love each other until dawn!" Remember that one party where you were award the trip for two to the resort? As I remember, we snuck to the room where I again pulled your pants down and gave you my own special reward." "Why, yes, I do remember that evening. I would like to go on the record as noting the measured advancement in your skills from the first sneak attack," Gary returned with significant pride in his voice. "I also remember another Christmas party. You have to remember this one. It was not at a hotel but on the riverboat. On the way home, on this very stretch of highway, I once again sneaked a quick attack," Michelle mused as she unlatched her seatbelt, laid across the bench seat, and unzipped Gary's pants. She pulled his semi-hard member out and gave the tip a gentle kiss. "Yes I do remember that night. As I also remember ... oh ..." Michelle had taken Gary's manhood in her hand, she delicately swirled her tongue over the tip several times. She slowly pushed Gary between her lips, creating light pressure on the darkening skin. As she fully engulfed the head and stopped, keeping the helmet in delicate suspended animation as she swirled her tongue around the sensitive apex. Michelle loved to feel Gary grow in her mouth as she teased and tickled. Gingerly pulling Gary's member through her lips, she removed it from its dock. She again gently pushed Gary's head through her lips and again pressing her lips against the sensitive skin. She immediately withdrew Gary's stem, this time she skimmed her teeth, almost imperceptible, across the skin of Gary's cock. Michelle repeated this maneuver repeatedly, sometimes with a swirl, other times with a graze. It took all of Gary's concentration to keep from running the truck off the road. Michelle could see the lights of cars as they passed them. Gary was quite hard now. She delicately ran the tip of her tongue slowly down the soft underside of Gary's manhood, from tip to as low as she could go. She ran her tongue back up where she gave the tip a sweet, loving kiss. She then proceeded again to slip the happy stick between her lips only to removed the shaft and run her tongue down the underside. Again Michelle reversed her action, running the tip of her tongue from the base to the tip and the engulfed the entire stick. This was all done in slow motion as Gary moaned and concentrated on keeping the truck on the road. However, it became more and more difficult. Michelle dear, can you ... oh ... give me a minute. I think ... ahhh ... I need to park the truck before I wreck it. She stopped, but continued to gently stroke his cock with her hand as Gary pulled off the highway and parked the truck in a dark parking lot. Michelle removed Gary's pants to gain better access and resumed. Now that they were stopped she could really played it up, so with masterful slowness she swallowed him then pulled back all the way to the tip. She licked the soft underside of his shaft, slowly from balls to tip. She made sure that there was lots of slurping sounds. She licked the straining member like an ice cream cone. In and out, up and down she worked her magic until Gary was just on the verge of erupting. Michelle would not do any one thing for long. She would lick the underside of his penis, and then flick the tip again with her fingernails, only to lick Gary again. As she pumped his shaft, Gary's moved his hips involuntary. He thought he would explode but Michelle prevented it. Each time he thought he would come, Michelle would deny him release. Gary was in both heaven and hell. If there is an advantage to being 20 years older, it is experience. Over the years, Michelle had learned a trick or two. This evening she used most of them as she. However, one of her more celebrated accomplishments was her ability to deep throat Gary. As a young wife, she was did not know how and was hesitant to learn, fearing her gag reflexes. However, over the years she relaxed and learned, became quite mastered at it. It became her ace-in-the-hole, so to speak. She used it infrequently and only for special occasions, such as now. Michelle slowly pushed the rock hard cock into her mouth, guiding it with the flat of her tongue. Slowly it pushed over her tongue to the back of her throat. She removed it only to slowly push Gary's cock back into her mouth, once again passed her tongue and into the back of her throat, pressing it a little further in and pausing a little longer. She removed it once more and then pushed the cock deeper into her throat, pausing longer with the tip against the back of her throat. She repeated that movement, each time the head journeyed further down her throat until at last she could feel well Gary's groomed hairs against her lips. She slowly removed it and then pushed the head all the way in once again. Gary could stand no more and erupted in her mouth. He pulsed numerous times and sent several great loads cascading down Michelle's throat on each pulse. She barely could handle it but managed to swallow the lot. When he finished, she teased him some more by tickling the head of his cock. This drove him further to distraction, sent shivers down his spine, and made him utterly helpless. Finally Michelle, release her spell and Gary slumped into the seat. Michelle smiled and said, "I am glad we took the truck that would have been much more difficult in the Volvo! I would offer to drive but there is only one stick I can shift." Gary only laughed! Our 20th Ch. 02 Gary and Michelle arrived home. Gary had arranged a fine dinner for their 20th wedding anniversary and Michelle rewarded him with a sneak attack blowjob on the way home. They were in fine spirits as they entered the door. "Michelle, dear, please make yourself comfortable in the living room. There is a special CD in the player and all you have to do is press play. I have other arrangements to make in the bedroom." With that Gary went to the bedroom and shut the door. "Well! How rude," Michelle said to herself with a chuckle. She was curious, but knowing Gary as she did, she did not want to ruin the surprise. All through the courtship and marriage, Gary was always surprising her. His favorite was to give her a greeting card for no reason. Normally the card was suggestive. Sometimes it was funny. He would even sometimes send naughty ecards to her via email. Lately, he had started to put an erotic story in the card. He most recently he surprised her by writing his own erotic story. For an extremely left-brained person, Gary has a surprisingly wicked right-side of his brain. Michelle kicked off her shoes, settled herself on the sofa, and pressed play on the CD player's remote. Soft, NewAge jazz quietly flowed from the speakers followed by a sultry woman's voice. She explained the CD contained erotic stories. "This is a new twist. Will he ever fail to surprise me? I hope not," Michelle said to her self as she lifted her feet onto the couch, closed her eyes, and listened to the stories. Not as graphic as some of the paper stories Gary gave her, these left much more for the listener to fill in. She really enjoyed a story about a woman who wanted to surprise her husband. She talked to a friend about it and the friend suggested taking control. By control she meant tying her husband up. So the heroine of the story when shopping and bought a black satin corset and silk cords and then one night she surprised him by slipping into the corset, tying him up and teasing him unmercifully. Michelle took special note of what the woman in the story did to her husband and thought that this would be a great way to surprise Gary. She would have to plan carefully because he was not easy to surprise. Another story started however, Michelle has started her planning. Michelle was totally enveloped in her own thought she was totally surprised when the CD suddenly ended. Gary, who was dressed only in a towel, stood by the stereo. "I have a bath run for us at the perfect temperature. The slight flickers of numerous candles are casting a golden glow over our tub. There is a CD player waiting so we both can listen. If a marvelous dinner and a luxurious bath was not enough, you husband has a small gift waiting for you after your bath." "You leave a girl no choice. But, I will only accompany you if you remove the towel," Michelle negotiated. "Oh, I see how you want to play. Well, how about I raise your offer by suggesting that we both travel to the bath naked as the day we arrived," Gary countered. "Done! But, let's close the drapes first. I think the neighbors have seen enough of us, if you get my drift," Michelle agreed. Gary moved to the drapery and drew them closed. "Damn! You still have a very fine ass," Michelle lusted as Gary turned off the lights. He returned to his wife who unpeeled the towel from around his waist. "Looks like you recovered," Michelle teased. Gary simply smiled, looked into his bride's eyes, and offered his hands to help her from the couch. Michelle stood at the offer. They enwrapped each other in a loving embrace and kissed deeply. Gary released his lips from Michelle's and lightly kissed her eyes, then her cheeks, and finished with her nose. He then bent and kissed her neck right below her ear, sending chills down Michelle's back. As he seductively kissed her neck, Gary moved his hands to Michelle's ass and gave each cheek as playful squeeze. "Fresh boy!" Michelle protested. Gary responded by silently raising his hands, drawing his fingers lightly over Michelle's back, creating a torrent of tingles. He then slowly unzipped Michelle's little black dress and let it fall gracefully to the floor. "We should pick that up," Michelle whispered and she stepped out of her garment. "Later," Gary commented before deeply kissing his wife once more. Releasing the kiss, Gary lowered himself to his knees which placed his face direct in line with Michelle's bosom. He negotiated the hooks of her lacy black bra and pulling free, he tossed it over his shoulder. He then cupped each breast in his hands, lifting them to his face. He affectionately kissed each breast, paying special attention to the cleavage between them. He then ran his tongue over the smooth and warm skin, tracing the curves of Michelle's breasts. He created a vortex around each areola and ended at each nipple. He placed the nipples in his mouth and gently sucked. He flipped her nipples with his tongue. Michelle, sighing quietly, closed her eyes, and soaked in Gary's loving touches. She ran her hands and fingers over the back of Gary's head and over his naked shoulders, lightly stroking his skin with her fingernails. After sometime, Gary stood and once again embraced his wife. Her warm silken skin of her chest pressed bewitchingly against his. Once again, he broke the embrace and gently guided Michelle to the couch. Michelle once again was eye level with his cock, which was much more awake than when they started. She reached for it, only to be disappointed when Gary once again knelt, this time between her legs and deftly unlatched her stocking from the garters. Rolling the silky material down her left leg, he tenderly kissed down her left leg as the stocking withdrew. With the stocking removed, he smoothly retraced his tender trail up her leg ending just before her black lace panties. Moving his attention to her right leg he once again unlatched Michelle's stocking and began rolling down the material, again following the silky fabric with tender kisses. When he arrived at Michelle's ankle, he reversed course and traveled the length of her leg with the tip of his tongue. This time he did not stop. He spread Michelle's legs a little further and lovingly kissed her silk encased quim. Michelle, exhaled as the kisses registered. Using his tongue, he rubbed the silken material against her crevice and her button. Michelle emitted a soft "AH" and gently caressed Gary's head as he saturated her sheathed cleft with kisses. Gary withdrew from between her legs. Looking deeply into Michelle's eyes he indicated she should raise her hips. He pulled her lacy black panties over her legs to the floor, following the silky garment with a string of tender kisses. Gary slow and tenderly kissed his way from Michelle's right knee up her right thigh. Michelle laid her head against the back of the couch, embraced a sofa pillow, closed her eyes, and waited for what she knew was coming, her! After an agonizing slow pace, Gary reached her neatly trimmed pussy. For the first few seconds he did nothing except lightly blow on her lips. The coolness sent shivers through her womanhood and Michelle inhaled, crushing the pillow against her erect nipples. Gary smiled as he ran his tongue up her moist lips, from the top to bottom, although he did not touch her clit. Once again he blow gently across her lips and Michelle almost squeezed the stuffing out of the pillow. Gary spread Michelle's lips and slowly inserted his tongue into Michelle musk then slowly pushed it up and ended by flicking Michelle's clit. "Ooo!" Michelle inhaled. Gary started to draw small and leisurely circles over Michelle's clit. "Oh yes," Michelle whispered encouragingly. Gary ran his tongue back down Michelle's sex, savoring in her earthy taste and aroma. He flattened his tongue and lapped at her lips and as sexual energy increased within her, Michelle expelled the pillow forcefully and grabbed her breasts, pinching the nipples hard. Gary licked her savory moistness, running his tongue the length of Michelle's opening several times. Up and down, he ran his very talented tongue, paying extra care around her clitoris, giving it a small kiss with each passing. When he reached the bottom, he would stick his tongue into her opening. Michelle was very aroused and it took very little to send to the edge. She soon began to arch her back. She grabbed Ted's head and pushed his face into her as wave upon wave of orgasmic power radiated through her like huge waves crashing over the beach. The blowjob, the stories, her naked husband, her fantasy of a bath for two, and Gary's skill, not to mention the deep affection she felt for her husband aided in her dazzling sexual awakening. The pressure built faster than she could ever remember. Rarely had the carnal energy been so uncontrollable. It rose to a lustful apex and as Gary circled her clit afresh; Michelle erupted like Vesuvius. She emitted primal, almost animal-like grunts and squeals as her whole body shook. Sexual energy undulated through her body as Gary switched to his fingers and rubbed her clit in rapid succession. His ministrations cause a flow of erogenous electricity such that it overpowered Michelle. Finally, she reached a point where she could not stand it any more and she pushed Gary away. Stop! PLEASE STOP!" Michelle pleaded huskily and fell quivering on the sofa, breathing heavy. "Damn" was all she could say. Gary ceased his actions and sat on the floor at the feet of his quivering wife. Taking one of Michelle's tense feet, he gently rubbed and messaged it, aiding her in her recovery and at the same time allowing himself to "relax". It took quite a while for Michelle to descend from her Everest-like sexual pinnacle. "Are you OK?" Gary inquired. "I think so. But I think I need a couple of more minutes before I can walk," Michelle replied. "That's OK. I need to check the temperature of the bath anyway. Relax and breathe, while I go check on things. Here, I forgot to give you this before." Gary opened an envelope, pulled out a sheet of paper, handed it to Michelle, and walked to the bath. Michelle unfolded the paper and read: Michelle. As a trip down memory (or is it mammary?) lane. By now you or in a very short time will realize that the CD you are listening to are erotic stories. The thought of you on the couch listening to naughty tales bring back a picture of that evening so long ago when we were watching an "Instructional" video (yes a video tape) on this very sofa. I do not know what happened but that tape hit home and we were extremely turned-on. Do you remember that night? I can still remember the neighbor's embarrassed look the next morning when I retrieved the paper. She must have heard you screams of passion because they were full and numerous. Well, I hope these stories bring other fun memories back. BTW, there are other surprises awaiting you this evening. Love, Gary Gary returned. "All set up. Can you move?" Gary asked. Michelle simply rose and kissed her husband in such a way that porn stars would blush. "Yes, I do remember that night and too bad Mrs. Wilson moved last week. We could have seen her blush again after my new experience on this very couch. So, what's next my love?" "Let me get the CD and then we can move to the bath," Gary answered. Together, naked, and hand in hand, Michelle and Gary walked to the bath he had set up. Our 20th Ch. 03 Michelle was stunned at the number of candles around the tub. There must have been 20 or more of various shapes and sizes. They created a golden glow in the room and off the fluffy bubbles in the bath. After helping her settle in the perfectly temperature bubble bath, he inserted the CD in the player and started the stories. He then settled himself behind his wife. The both leaned back and sunk decadently into the warm bubbles. "I am so glad we had this tub made," Michelle sighed dreamily. Gary and Michelle remodeled their house a couple of years ago and effectively designed the addition around a custom-built bathtub. It was slightly more than six feet in length, four feet wide and 18 inches deep. It was the most decadent thing they own. Nevertheless, the amount of fun they had in the tub made the expense worth it. Moreover, Michelle was known to soak, reading a book, for a couple of hours on cold winter nights and even Gary would take advantage of it expanse after a long hard workout or working around the house. The tub was large enough for two to soak comfortably, which the couple did often. The lovers relaxed in the warm water, letting the bubbles envelope them like scented clouds. Neither spoke for a long while. Michelle snuggled against Gary while his arms encase her. They floated in each other's presence, basking in the long and deep love the paramours had for one another. Although the CD was on and the stories played, neither Gary nor Michelle heard them. Michelle stirred first. "Have you ever considered the importance of water in our lives? Consider this tub. We practically designed the house around it. We wanted a tub where we could do just this," indicating the bathing together "I guess I never realized how erotic water was to us," Gary mused. "Remember our honeymoon and the whirlpool at the spa? I think we spent more than 15 minutes in the pool because they had to ask us to leave. As I remember correctly, you said it was a unique feeling to have your legs in hot water and your tits smashed on cold tile as I took you from behind." "It was quite a good feeling and so was being half in the water," Michelle said suggestively. "As I remember I did not even have to help you get up. The bubbles from the jets did that for me." As they spoke Gary gently swished the warm water around Michelle's breasts, creating smooth warm eddies around her nipples. "I was in a good spot," Gary chucked. "Jeeze, remember the pool at the hotel in Key West? I remember sitting in the corner near the jets when you swam over and started to rub my cock. Good thing the drawstring was loose; it made it easy for you to slip my suite down and climbed on. We must have screwed in that dark corner for a good half hour. Good thing bubble hid everything because by the time we finished the happy hour on the balcony above us was over. I swear my love, water makes you bold." "Yes it does," Michelle said confidently. "And what about you; that time when we were house sitting for your brother. I kind of remember you sneaking up on me nude during that midnight swim. Too bad the storm came through." "Yes, too bad. I had such plans too, involving their floating lounge" Gary replied, and they settled back into blissful quiet. The stories had ended but they did not care. They were in their favorite place in the world. After another couple of minutes Gary reached for a cup they kept by the tub. He pushed the bubble to the side and filled the cup with the warm water. He then gently poured the warm water over Michelle's head. He repeated the several more times in a sensual ritual. Sitting them both up in the tub, Gary squeezed a small amount of Michelle's shampoo into his hand and gently massaged the lotion into her hair. Using just his fingers, Gary gently rubbed and kneaded Michelle's scalp who adored getting her hair washed. It was very relaxing and she had on occasion almost dosed off while when her stylist washer her hair. However, when Gary washed her hair, it not only relaxed her, it also excited her. Michelle could not tell if it was just the normal water play or that and her motor was still running from the activity on the couch but there was an extra sensualness this time. Michelle's musings were interrupted when Gary rinsed the shampoo from her hair in a cascade of warm water. Gary reached for a bottle of creamy body wash. After playfully squirting a liberal amount of the shimmering gel into his hand, he started to wash Michelle's back. Using only his hands he washed, massaged, relaxed, and titillated, all at the same time. The liquid allowed Gary's hands to glide over Michelle's back, arms, and shoulders. Gary ensured that all the exposed skin was well cleansed. Michelle purred as warm water tumbled over her skin. Gary then caressed her exposed skin until he was sure all the body wash had been removed. Pulling her gently to him, Gary and Michelle laid back in the water with Michelle once again leaning against Gary's chest. He refilled his hand with the wash and then rubbed them together, creating a thick lather. He placed his hands on her breasts and softly rubbed his hands over her breast and neck, ensuring both breast were completely covered in rich lather. Clutching the bottle of wash in his soapy hands, he splashed a generous of the creamy, white gel suggestively onto Michelle's breasts. "Oops, looks like you have white stuff on your tits," Gary said playfully as he vigorously yet gently rubbed the wash over her skin. "Why, look. I do have white stuff on me. You've never done THAT before," Michelle satirically replied. Starting slowly and using the soap as a lubricant, Gary massaged Michelle's chest. Holding a breast in each hand, he rubbed and squeezed, rolling the palm of his hands over her nipples. Michelle closed her eyes and enjoyed Gary's attention. He massaged first her right breast then her left with both hands, making sure both had equal consideration. Michelle released a sensual and involuntary sigh. Continuing to massage Michelle's tits, Gary paid increasing attention to her nipples. Rubbing them between his fingers, he slowly and measurable increased the pressure with each pinch and roll. He could feel Michelle press harder against him as she unconsciously raised and lowered her hips. Michelle was also moaning and gasping more frequently. "Michelle, dearest, would you mind reaching for that box there and opening it?" Gary asked. Michelle did as she asked and found her favorite dildo and small rubber octopus in the box. "What in the world is this?" Michelle asked as she raised the octopus. "Big Blue is for you if you want and I think you know how to use that. The octopus is for me," Gary explained as he strongly pinched Michelle's nipples. He took the little toy from his wife pressed the top of its head, which produced a buzzing sound. He then placed the silicon mollusk on her very excited and sensitive nipple. "Oh My!" Michelle gasped and he rolled the vibrator around one nipple while strongly pinching the other soapy nipple. Michelle pressed harder against Gary's chest and the sensations created by the toy and Gary's pinches sent sexual energy radiating throughout her body. She felt that special tingle between her legs. Gary disengaged the octopus from her breast and placed it on her clit. The vibrations created an uncontrollable urge within Michelle and she had to have something in her to fulfill it. Thoughtfully Gary had supplied the solution. Gary watched as Michelle slowly pushed the dildo fully into her pussy and then removed it. He watched as it went in and out. He imagined how the dildo spread Michelle's lips as she hungrily pushed it in then unwillingly slid it back out. He heard the soft gasps as Michelle made love to herself while Gary electrified her clit. As Michelle's second orgasm of the evening built, her pace became more and more rapid and her actions more wild. As her pace became faster and more frenzied, Gary found it more difficult to hold the vibrator in place. But, with superlover control, he accomplished it. He did have to release Michelle's nipple and wrap his arm around her to gain some control. All the while, Michelle breathing became more rapid and forceful. Then it happened, her orgasm. "I'm Cumming! YES! YES! YES!" It was so intense that Michelle lost control. She bucked like a wild bronco, splashing water out of the tub and extinguishing several candles. Gary tried as he might but he could not keep the vibrator on Michelle, her thrashing were too passionate. He discarded the small toy and wrapped both arm around his wife. Her orgasm continued for a several more minutes. Michelle shook intensely, grunting and moaning with each wave. She finally collapsed into the tub, a quivering mass of very satisfied flesh. Gary continued to hold her tightly as she continued to shake and shiver. He stroked her hair, letting her passion subside. Once she regained moderate control, he rinsed the remaining soap from her with the now cooling water. Michelle rolled over and laid her head on Gary's chest. They lay in the bath, with Gary's arms wrapped around her until the water had compactly cooled. "Show we go to the bedroom?" Michelle asked. "Yes, I think we should," Gary replied. They let the water out of the tub, dried each other, cleaned the toys, and blew out the candles. Naked and VERY clean, they went into the bedroom. Our 20th Ch. 04 Chapter 4: Bedtime Michelle and Gary had been married for 20 years. Tonight they were celebrating in style. Gary had arranged an elegant dinner at the best restaurant in town. Michelle had surprised him with a blowjob on the ride home. Gary had returned the surprise with escapade on the sofa and in their huge bathtub. Now, fed, cleaned, and dried, they walked naked and hand in hand into their bedroom. "Gary, sweetie ... would you wear those black silk boxers to bed tonight? I just love the way the material feels against my backside when we curl up together." Michelle asked her husband. "Anything to make you happy," Gary responded. "Let me slipped them on and go shutdown the house. Then I will be back and escort you to dreamland." After dressing as Michelle asked, he prepared for bed and then left to check on the house, something he did every night they were home. Michelle quickly brushed her hair and teeth, then stepped into their closet and stood looking at her lingerie, trying to decide what to wear. She owned quite a collection of chemises, baby dolls, and gowns. She even owned a couple of bra and panties sets plus a corset. All were gifts and surprises from Gary and anyone of them would have suited the evening, but she was looking for something different, something unexpected. Finally, she decided to go with her old standby, a white chemise with a laced bodice, but as she reached for the beautiful lingerie, her eyes caught a glimpse of Gary's work shirts. Gary, being somewhat conservative in the way he dresses, had a whole closet of long sleeve oxford pinpoint dress shirts. Michelle smiled as she dressed herself in a white shirt leaving several buttons. Michelle exited the closet. She turned off all lights except for the one next to her bedside; that one she kept on its lowest setting. She turned down the bed clothes then laid seductively on the bed, just as Gary retuned. "Guess you are NOT tired," Gary said as he stared at his wife. Closing the bedroom door, he moved to their bed and lay down beside his bride. He wrapped his arm around her and place a long, tender, but sensual kiss on his her lips. "I cannot remember that shirt ever looking so good." "I hoped you would like it," Michelle said with a sensual pout. She returned his kiss but with more sensuality and less tenderness. After a lot of smooching, Gary rolled on to his back. Slipping an arm under his wife's shoulders, he encouraged her to lay her head on his chest, after which he rubbed her back as she cuddled close. After so long together, close proximity had become a chief channel of communication. Michelle heard the steady beat of Gary's heart, while Gary felt the warmth and silkiness of Michelle's skin. The pace of their breathing, the way Michelle doodled on Gary's chest, and the rate and pressure of Gary's hand rubbing Michelle's back; the way Michelle wrapped her arms around Gary, Gary's kisses to the top of Michelle's head; all provided information about their love and lust; their wants and needs; their hopes and desires. The couple had a vibrant and constant conversation in a secret language only they knew. One developed over decades of closeness. The lovers laid together in silence, lost in their own memories for several minutes. Michelle rolled onto her stomach, half lying on Gary. Pulling her face to Gary's she placed a tender and passionate kiss onto his lips, then lowered herself back to his chest and draped a leg lazily and sensually across Gary's. She resumed her doodling while Gary renewed his back rub. Using her fingernails, Michelle playfully traced "I LOVE YOU" on Gary chest. She extended her doodling to Gary's stomach. Running her finger down his mid-section caused Gary's muscled to tighten. Stopping at the waistband of his black boxers, she ran her finger along the band; Gary reacted again with clenched muscles. "Gee, this is fun," Michelle giggled as she ran her finger back up his stomach. When Gary had enough, he played his trump card by tickling Michelle. "STOP! I get your message,' Michelle cried. They again lounged in each other's arms with Michelle tracing words and pictures over Gary's skin. Re-positioned, Gary could now reach Michelle's bottom. It was then he realized she was wearing no panties. "My, aren't we full of surprises this evening," Gary accused Michelle. Michelle giggled but continued to draw on his chest. A few minutes later, she kissed Gary's closest nipple while she lightly pinched his other nipple. Gary reacted positively. Again using her fingernail, she traced down his stomach again. This time she did not stop at the waistband but continued over the full length of his cock and onto his balls. This also got the reaction she wanted as did her flat palm she used to rub his cock. Michelle licked, kissed, and nibbled Gary's nipple as she continued to rub his cock through the boxers. When it was stiff enough to grasp, she wrapped her fingers around the shaft and jerked him, using the silky material as a lubricant. Gary's manhood continued to grow and stiffen as he closed his eyes, enjoying the attention his wife paid to him. Michelle alternately rubbed Gary's erection with her palm and jerked him through the material. After sometime, Gary unconsciously moaned. Michelle knew that sign and stopped. She rose up on her knees. Grasping Gary's shorts, she slowly pulled them down and off her husband. She then laid flat across his chest and shoulder and kissed him deeply. More kisses followed. Gary lifted his arm and wrapped them around his wife, pulling her tight and exposing her naked butt. With one arm he held Michelle tight, with the other he grabbed and rubbed his bride's bum. Michelle awkwardly moved her hand to Gary very stiff cock and started to again play with the member. The passion and the heat of the kisses continued to increase. Deep, wet, and lustful kisses were passes between husband and wife, with quick, light kisses accenting the longer, sensuous ones. A passionate rapture filled the room as the couple played a closely choreographed duet. One lover in perfect step with the other; kisses freely and beautifully flowing between them. Gary rolled Michelle onto her back and laid gently over her. The tip of his cock barely touching her womanhood, poised to enter her. Gary started at Michelle's neck and gently and slowly kissed down her body. He kissed her shoulder, then her collar, her upper chest and the cleavage between her breasts. He unbuttoned Michelle's shirt. As each button came undone, he placed a kiss on the exposed flesh. Button, Kiss, Button, Kiss, down her body he worked. At last the final button came open and Gary placed one fine kiss on her trimmed bush. He then worked his way up her body, kissing her stomach, diaphragm, cleavage, chest, shoulder and neck. Gary opened Michelle's shirt and placed a light, sensual kiss on each of Michelle's breast. He lifted Michelle legs. From this position he could watch Michelle as they made love. He loved look at his wife while they made love. She always had a look of extreme pleasure and her moans showed on her face and looking at his beautiful wife intensified the experience many times over. He opened Michelle's shirt so he could see all of her. He wanted to look into her eyes, wanted to see her face, wanted to watch her breasts sway. He wanted to take it all in. Gently and slowly, he entered his wife of 20 years. He smoothly slid completely and deeply into her, causing her gasp loudly. After holding himself deeply in Michelle for a few seconds, he pulled entirely out and again slowly and completely entered her, causing another, even louder gasp. Again, he pulled out and with a little more force, plunged deep into his wife causing her to moan in delight and pleasure. As slow and measured as it was, their lovemaking was intense. In and out, Gary slowly plied, Michelle gasping with each thrust. Gary took great care to keep his pace slow and steady. He wanted this to last. He wanted to provide as much pleasure to his wife and he possible could. So he slowing pushed completely in, and then slowly withdrew, in and out. Michelle closed her eyes and started to message her breasts. In and out Gary pressed, slowing increasing speed with each cycle. Like a lustful metronome, he kept a steady rhythm. Tick, tock, in, out he set his sexual cadence. Boom ... boom ... boom went the sensual drumbeat. The passion was very strong now and both were sweating with the exertion. The faster and more forceful Gary's were movements, the more animated was Michelle's reply. Gary quickly pulled back and thrust hard and deep again. He repeated his actions, each time drawing a primordial grunt from his wife. He pulled back and thrust again and again. All Michelle could feel was Gary's cock in her, penetrating her as deep as it would go. The rush of energy she felt was more than she had ever felt before. She erupted in a colossal orgasm sending electric shock waves pulsing throughout her entire being. Her vaginal walls squeezed Gary's telling him of her climax. Gary pushed deeper as her orgasm rushed furiously through her. "STOP! Please stop. I cannot take anymore," Michelle cried. Gary stopped but did not withdraw. He could feel Michelle pulse around him and knew she was still experiencing an organism. He held steady in his wife as she pulsed and throbbed around him. He eyes were still closed and she clenched her nipples. Finally she relaxed and opened her eyes. Love and lust filled them as she pulled Gary close and kissed him tenderly and lustfully at the same time. When she finished, he withdrew, laid perpendicular to her and re-entered. He stared once again to make love to his wife. Starting slow, he rapidly increased his speed. Thrusting hard it did not take as long to send Michelle into ecstasy again. It was incredible. Michelle experienced a second peak, high than the first was, then a third, and a fourth, and then she lost count. Each peak sent her voice higher in pitch, the grunts more primitive, more basic, but no more understandable. She had never in her life had such an orgasm or orgasms. It was blinding, all consuming. The powerful waves were all she could feel. Even, Gary's thrusts were lost in the groundswell of sexual energy coursing through her body. Finally, with one grand thrust Gary erupted in his wife. Holding deep in his wife, he pulsed and throbbed. They both were sweaty and breathing heavy and Michelle was shaking. Gary stayed in his wife as they both came back to reality. After Michelle, regained her composure, she turned her head and looked deeply into Gary's eyes. "Happy Anniversary my husband," she whispered. "Happy anniversary, my wife," Gary responded. Lying together, legs entwined, and with Gary still in his wife, the loving couple drifted to sleep.