9 comments/ 20282 views/ 3 favorites The ED Alternative By: NaughtyAngel1369 Jim looked grimly at his reflection in the mirror. Time had sprinkled silver liberally through his jet-black hair leaving it with a salt and pepper look. Fine lines ran across his forehead and mapped years of smiling outward from his slate gray eyes. Shaking his head sadly, he wondered not for the first time why he couldn't have lost his hair rather than his erection. Glancing up, he almost groaned. Laying on their bed in a lacy black nightie, Stella was every bit as hot and sexy as she had been when they had married almost twenty years ago. While she dyed her auburn hair to match its original color, her breasts were unaltered; still perky and firm as they had been on their fifth date. Working around the house and going to the gym had kept her buns and legs fit and trim. Looking up from reading some romance novel she purchased from the grocery store, she smiled brightly at him as her eyes met his in the mirror. Closing the book, she set it to the side on the nightstand and flipped back the covers. Patting the mattress next to her, she beckoned him to join her. "Come to bed Jim, its getting late." With a deep sigh of resignation, he shut off the bathroom light and made his way to the bed. Tossing his shirt on the chair, he left his boxers on, slipped between the sheets, and turned to his wife. "I know you're still upset about what the doctor said." She said quietly, "But you have to know that it doesn't change anything between us." "Doesn't change anything! How can you say that?" He asked, more sharply than he had intended. "It changes everything! How can our relationship stay the same when I can't even make proper love to you? You're my wife. I'm supposed to be able to pleasure and please you!" He rolled to his side away from her, pulled the covers over his body and pretended to fall asleep almost immediately; deeply frustrated with himself for taking out his fear and anger on her. Next to him, the bed shook lightly giving away her sobs of sadness. Something definitely had to be done. He didn't want to lose Stella; she was his reason for living. With their twenty year anniversary coming up next week, he had to think of something and think of it fast. He rolled back over and gathered her in his arms. Kissing away her tears, he apologized for his gruffness and reassured her that he still loved her no matter what he could or couldn't do. Coaxing her to roll over, he fit her body to his spoon-fashion, rested his arm around her middle and cupped her breast in his hand like he had done almost every night for nearly twenty years. ----------------------------------------------------------- After a fitful night's sleep, Jim rose before the alarm and headed for the shower. Twenty minutes later, he was dressed and sipping a hot steamy mug of coffee as he skimmed over the morning paper. Finding nothing exciting or interesting, he tossed the paper on the table. Then, drinking down the last of his coffee he rinsed the cup and set it in the sink. On his way to work, he turned up the radio and allowed his mind to wander just slightly. Thinking back only five years, he smiled at the memory of some of the more erotic trips he and Stella had enjoyed. The nude beach they had visited on their fifteenth anniversary had made them both so horny that they hadn't left their room for over eighteen hours. The lovemaking had been spectacular as they subsisted on the delicacies of room service. Fresh strawberries and grapes had become sweet, tasty love toys. However, back in the day, his penis had played its part too. Suddenly, an idea began to form. He skidded into a parking place, throwing on the brake before the car had ever stopped moving. Ignoring the sunshade, he jumped out of the car and flew through the double doors as if wings were at his ankles. Struggling not to race to his desk, he maintained some semblance of dignity as he made his way to his office. Hitting the power button on his computer, he slipped out of his coat and hung it hastily on the door. Not liking the amount of time it seemed to take his computer to warm up; he escaped to the break room for a cup of coffee in hopes of soothing his nerves with caffeine. Returning to his desk, he set the coffee aside and brought up the internet. Typing in the search engine, he input 'Colorado Cabin Rentals' and waited while the computer whirled away. As the results popped up, he looked carefully at each one wanting to pick the perfect setting for his seduction plan. His wife had been right; nothing had to change between them. Sure, he couldn't get an erection anymore but that didn't mean it had to be the end of their passionate time together. He would have to improvise and try harder, after all - she was worth it. --------------------------------------------- A week later, Jim came home from work early with a smile on his face. "Pack a weekend bag Honey, we're leaving town in two hours." "But Jim, what's going on? What are you talking about? Where are we going?" She exclaimed, wiping her hands on a dishtowel as she emerged from the kitchen. "What's going on is a secret. What I'm talking about is an anniversary trip. Does it matter where we go?" He gave her answers before asking a question of his own. "Oh no Jim, it doesn't matter where. You just took me by surprise is all." Stella told him as she returned the dishtowel to the kitchen and headed off to the bedroom. "What should I bring?" She called over her shoulder as she pulled her suitcase from the closet. "I'm taking you on a long past due trip, a romantic get-away if you will. So pack light." He spoke from behind her. "Maybe bring something nice to go to dinner but other than that, just the basics." Turning to look at him, she rose to her feet and stepped into his embrace choking out a sob as he pulled her to him. "With everything that is going on, I was afraid to hope you had remembered our anniversary." She whispered into his chest. "It is and always will be a special day to me. There is no way I could forget it. I love you Stella." His voice cracked as he buried his face in her hair. "Oh God Jim, I love you too. I was so afraid that I was going to lose you to all of this." She tipped her head up and met his lips. The kiss began as a joyous reunion but deepened quickly into something much more. She darted a tentative tongue between his teeth and encountered his, eager and questing. As their tongues tangled and danced, he glanced at his watch. 'Just enough time to give her a preview of what to expect this weekend.' He thought, backing her against the bed before taking her down to the mattress. She gasped in anticipation as he released the button and zipper of her jeans. Lifting her hips, she assisted him in divesting her of her pants and panties. He nuzzled her neatly trimmed landing strip even as his hands went on to remove her shirt and bra. Knowing what to do to bring out the most intense response, simultaneously his hands cupped her firm breasts, fingers seeking out her taunt nipples while his tongue went to work on her clit making her squirm from the intense sensations. Fisting her fingers into his hair, she wasn't sure whether to pull him closer or pull him away as the first spasms of climax quickly hit her. His fingers plucked at her sensitive nipples pinching them ever so slightly. Darting his tongue from her quivering clit into her tightening pussy, he savored the nectar of her release. Releasing her breasts, he sought to pleasure her further. Using one hand, he slid the hood of her nub up revealing the small pearl of pleasure. Running his tongue over it again and again, he inserted the middle and ring fingers from his other hand into her slick cavern. Sliding his fingers in and out, he reached inward as deeply as possible while curling his fingers slightly to give her the most pleasure he could. Allowing his tongue to join his fingers, he treated himself to the small reward; savoring her honey as it flowed like a river from her most inner recesses. Finally, as the tide ebbed he slid his fingers from her body and made eye contact with her as he licked them clean; satisfied that he could still offer her contentment even if he couldn't give her fulfillment. ------------------------------------------------- Two hours later, they were on a plane bound for Colorado and Stella had not stopped smiling. It did his heart good to see her so happy and to know he had played a large part in making that happen. After switching planes in Denver, the small commuter took them to a tiny airport seemingly in the middle of nowhere. From there, they collected their bags, a couple maps and a rental car and were soon on their way. The scenery was spectacular and they took their time on the winding road enjoying the sights and smells. The aspens waved in the breeze, their leaves clapping together as if welcoming them to Colorado . The scent of pine, alfalfa and sage hung warmly in the air. Rounding a corner, they spied a heard of elk grazing in a pasture higher up the mountain. Stopping the car, Jim got out and went around to the other side, opening the door for Stella as she grabbed the camera from the back seat. Snapping a couple pictures, she turned to Jim in excitement. "It's beautiful up here. Maybe we should look into visiting more often once we retire." She suggested. "It's definitely something to think about." He replied, sneaking an arm around her middle and tugging her close. "Wait till you see the lake and cabin." "Well, what are we waiting for?" She asked, kissing him on the back of the neck before escaping to the car. "I feel like we could disappear in the cabin and not come back out for a couple days." "Oh really?" He arched his eyebrow. "Just what are you planning to do with all my already laid plans?" "Why nothing Jim, I'm just along for the ride." She giggled, while attempting to look innocently out the car window. They continued the drive, stopping occasionally to take pictures of wildlife, flowers and scenery. Every once in a while they would catch a quick glimpse of the lake through the trees, the water glimmering enticingly. Following the directions he received from the travel agent, Jim took them down a tight little road and finally, right up to the front door of a beautiful cabin resting only a few yards from the lake. Humming birds buzzed large bright flowers in front of a huge bay window while chipmunks rushed here and there chattering while stuffing their cheeks full of seeds dropped from a feeder by a pair of bossy blue jays. "Oh my God Jim, this has got to be paradise!" Stella exclaimed, trying to take it all in. "Do you want to go inside first or would you rather explore a little out here?" He asked, stepping up to what the broker referred to as a hollow stump. Taking a key ring from under a rock situated there, he went to the door and opened it. Walking slowly inside, he looked around in wonder. It wasn't rustic but instead the state of the art cabin had every modern convenience; only the exterior had been built to fit in with the surroundings. Leaving the door open, he went back outside for the luggage, put it in the bedroom and quickly found Stella. "Just look at the view." She whispered in awe from her seat on a perfectly positioned porch swing. "The sun will be setting in just a short time and I bet it will be gorgeous watching it disappear behind the lake." "We'll have to make sure we are out here to see it." He said, taking a seat on the swing next to her. Resting his arm around her shoulders, he pulled her against him dropping his lips to hers. Capturing her mouth in a deep kiss, he allowed only a portion of his passion to escape. The mating of their tongues took on the semblance of a dance as they darted forward and back before tangling together. Her hands slowly crept to his shoulders even as his arms snaked around her, pulling her fully into his lap. The swing groaned in protest at their change of position but they ignored the sound, intent on each other. Glancing around to make sure they had no audience, his hands swept aside the buttons of her blouse and from years of practice, quickly unfastened her bra leaving her breasts exposed to his hungry eyes. A gasp of pleasure emitted from her lips as his descended to a pert nipple. Nibbling lightly at first, he enjoyed the small sounds of delight telling him he was doing everything right. Spying a feather within reach there on the porch, he picked it up and began an erotic torture. Releasing her breasts, he dragged the feather across her the sensitive skin of her stomach smiling as she laughed. Circling it around first one breast then the other, he was careful not to let it touch her nipples grinning as she strained upwards seeking further contact. Teasingly, he swished the feather back and forth down the valley between her twin mounds. Goosebumps raised on her skin as he continued to tickle her and the sight of her blushing in late afternoon sun was almost more than he could take. Putting the feather to the side, he reached for the waistband of her pants. Making quick work of the fastening, he casually tossed them to the side to be found later. Pulling off her sandals, he kissed her toes before running his tongue across the arch of her foot. Knowing how ticklish she was, he allowed his teeth to graze her foot bringing another giggle from her. Taking her heel in his hand, he extended her leg outward and began kissing his way from her ankle to the back of her knee. Sensually licking the back of her knee, he held on tightly as she squirmed before continuing his way up her thigh. Nipping her here and there as he went, he focused on a slightly damp spot in the center of her panties. The further he moved, the damper it became. Finally, taking the thin fabric in his teeth he tore away the barrier and sunk his tongue deep into her moist recesses. Sliding his hands around her hips he raised her up to meet the questing thrusts as he sought to taste her further before moving upwards to stroke her quivering clit. Releasing her hips, he rubbed his thumb back and forth over her entire pussy from top to bottom gently pushing up the little hood of her clit, licking her lightly and releasing before sliding a finger slowly inside. Curving his finger searching for her pleasure point, he inserted a second finger and then a third once he found it. Quickening the pace, he waited for her breathing to change before allowing his tongue to join his fingers in bringing on the climax. Feeling her inner muscles constrict, he moved faster still as he lapped hungrily at her trickling orgasmic honey. Following her unconscious lead, he slowed the pace as her rapid breaths decreased a little at a time. As Stella returned to awareness, her skin flushed as she glanced around. Having forgotten where she was, she was startled to realize that while they were in the back yard, and not concealed in any way. Her nipples pebbled at the idea of someone possibly seeing them. It was almost as good as sex on the nude beach. With a smile, she caught Jim's head in her hands and brought her lips to his kissing him deeply with her tongue to taste her own cum. Jim groaned in response knowing how turned on his wife must be to licking cum from his mouth. Finally, Stella's pulse seemed to return to normal and he left her briefly to gather her clothes. Returning to the swing, he sat down handed her clothes to her and leaned back comfortably watching her dress. Rebuttoning her blouse, Stella slipped her pants back on without her panties. Putting what was left of them in her pocket so she could get rid them later, she slid back into her spot next to Jim on the swing. She snuggled against him as he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. Resting her head comfortably on his chest, they sat there together watching the large red ball of fire slowly make its way to the edge of the lake before lighting up the horizon in an astounding mixture of yellow, orange and red. Clouds floated into the picture adding a splash of violet. As they watched, an evening thunderstorm rolled in with brilliant bursts of lightening and loud claps of thunder. Being a huge fan of making love in the rain, Stella initiated another go-round. Licking his flat male nipples though his shirt, she smiled as they grew to attention. Running a long, slender crimson-painted nail down his chest, she let out a sultry chuckle at his deep intake of breath. Knowing that it was pointless but still wanting to give Jim whatever pleasure she could, she slid to the ground between his legs and unfastened his jeans. Pulling them off, she quickly shed her clothes too and tossed them inside the cabin on the floor to keep them from getting soaked in the rain that was just beginning to fall mist-like from the sky. Returning to her husband, she warily took his flaccid cock into her hands gauging his reaction. Seeing nothing but hope, she proceeded; first licking the head like a lollipop before sucking it entirely into her warm wet mouth. As she sucked, she ran her tongue cautiously around the width of it. The rain, as if sensing her desperation worked to her advantage; falling just lightly enough to continue the mood. Cupping his sack, she massaged his testicles even as her other hand was busy following her mouth up and down the slowly increasing length of his shaft. From past experience over the last few months, she knew that it wouldn't last long but she also knew he derived a small bit of pleasure from her ministrations so continued while enjoying the sound of his quickened breaths and groans of bliss. Then as it always did, his penis began to shrivel and decrease in size returning to its original state before it ever got fully enlarged. Determined to not let that effect their time together, she straddled his lap lightly rubbing her still moist pussy against his shrinking manhood while pressing her ample breasts to his face. Cupping her breasts, Jim brought her nipples again to his mouth. Dejected but not willing to sacrifice the evening to self-pity, he put what had just happened out of his mind and concentrated instead on giving his wife yet another earth-shattering climax. As he ran his tongue in small tight circles around her nipples one at a time, Jim's soft moustache lightly traced a larger circle over her sensitive areolas causing her pussy dampen further. As he continued his tender worship of her breasts, her fluids increased enough so that she left a glistening trail over his own nether regions. As the rain drizzled lightly over their wreathing bodies, it formed small rivers that ran from their hair and on to their chests before zigzagging downward to pool on his pelvis. The cold water warmed from their body heat causing a smooth silky lubrication for her as she continued to slide herself against his softened flesh. Changes in her breathing gave away her pending climax. In response, Jim pinched sharply on her nipples, spiraling her over the edge. Screaming out, she bucked against him only to feel his penis enlarge. Spurred on by this unexpected surprise, her body rolled into another orgasm coating him with her cum. Collapsing against him, she sighed in pleasure as he wrapped his arms around her. The rain began to fall harder and faster, urging them to move from their love seat. Finally, taking the hint they got to their feet and went inside the cabin. Entering the living room, Jim knelt by the fireplace while Stella took a seat on a couch nearby. He struck a match, touching it to the conveniently already laid kindling. After adding a couple logs to the small blaze, he waited a moment. Satisfied that it would burn for a while, he joined his wife on the sofa. Leaning against her husband, Stella sighed. "Making love in the rain was just as wonderful as I remembered it being." The ED Alternative "Yeah, if only I could make love to you properly." He grumbled under his breath before adding louder "I'm really glad you enjoyed it." "That's just it Honey, I enjoyed it very much. So much in fact that I wouldn't mind a repeat performance right now." She grinned, reaching around his neck tugging his head down for a kiss. "Hold that thought for just a second." He said, giving her another quick kiss before standing and handing her a thick blanket from off the end of the sofa. "I have a bit of a surprise for you. It was actually planned for later tonight but I can't see why we couldn't start a bit early." "What are you talking about? I thought the surprise was this trip." "No my lovely wife, the trip was only a small part. What I still have planned is the big surprise." He told her over his shoulder as he headed for the kitchen. Turning on the light, he took stock of what had been left for him. Opening the refrigerator, he took out a container of strawberries and a glass bowl that contained caramel. Then, taking a thick crock from the cabinet he set a chilled bottle of champagne in the middle and filled around it with ice. Checking the automatic coffee pot to make sure it was ready; he switched it on to brew and placed the caramel in the microwave setting it to heat. Grabbing a can of whipped cream from the fridge, he then searched briefly before finding a small serving tray to carry everything on. Loading the tray, Jim picked up some scented candles that he had run across and added them to the stack before digging around and finding a pair of flutes for the champagne. As an after thought, he picked up a small vase that contained several roses. Taking the coffee, he poured it into a carafe and took two cups from the cabinet. Now, content that he had all that he needed; he picked up the tray and returned to the living room. Setting the tray on a coffee table where it would be in easy reach, he turned and added more logs to the fire. Taking the candles from the tray, he arranged them on the table and lit them. Then, picking up a bearskin run from behind the couch, he spread it invitingly near the fireplace, stretched out a hand to his wife and beckoned her to join him. Taking Jim's hand, Stella settled herself comfortably on the soft fur next to him. Jim watched in wonder as the firelight played across his wife's naked body. The glow showed her full breasts and rounded hips to such an advantage that he fell in love with her all over again. Snagging an ice cube from the crock, Jim popped it in his mouth for a moment before positioning it over Stella's breast. He allowed small cold droplets to fall everywhere but her nipple before touching it to her most sensitive bud; eliciting a gasp from her as he rubbed it over each of them. Pouring a cup of coffee, he took a sip allowing the hot liquid to heat his tongue. After setting the cup to the side, he alternated between the hot coffee and ice cube leaving his wife moaning at the changing sensations. Once the ice cube had melted, Jim reached for a strawberry and a stray grape that was in the container. The seeded texture of the strawberry provided for interesting friction down the valley of Stella's chest and around her areolas before he dragged it lazily across her responsive peaks. Taking a bite from the fruit, which left a small crevice, he cupped her nipple with the strawberry turning it back and forth allowing it to take the place of his thumb and finger. The new foreign sensation soon had her arching off the rug crying out for more. Jim bit the grape in half and applied it to one nipple as he continued with the strawberry on the other. Grinning in response to Stella's breathless 'Oh God,' he took the bowl of hot caramel from the tray. First touching the caramel to make sure it wouldn't scald her; he then tipped the bowl and drizzled the molten sugar around the large copper circles of her breasts and over her nipples before allowing it to run down to pool in the valley between. With this new form of torture, she screamed out in pleasure as the heated caramel continued to run from her chest downward to puddle in her belly. Setting the bowl to the side, Jim proceeded to lap up the sweet confection taking care to spend an extraordinary amount of time on each one before following the stream to her midsection. Finally satisfied that his tongue had cleaned up a majority of the sticky substance, he plucked a rose from the vase. Allowing the petals to only lightly graze her skin, he teased her with the flower. Brushing it across her chest, he stroked her flesh while watching goose bumps appear in the wake. Trailing the rose down her body, he brushed her lower lips with it before moving again upwards. Repeatedly he moved the rose petals across each sensitive part of her body experimenting with the results as he learned what she enjoyed the most. As Jim gazed into his wife's eyes, he saw great joy and pleasure reflected in their depths. He picked up the bottle of champagne and popped the top allowing the foaming bubbles to cascade down over her body causing a brief tingling sensation. Moving the bottle lower, he trickled some of the fizzing liquid over her exposed pussy and waited. Stella's body jerked and convulsed in pleasure as the bubbles invaded her inner recesses. Her breathing increased as her fingers knotted themselves in the fur rug. Taking this as a sign to proceed, he gently parted the labia pouring a small amount into her opening making her jump again as it teased and tickled her insides. Kneeling down, he parted her lips further darting his tongue into her crevice tasting her deeply before pouring more. Bubbles came from her pussy like a small pink volcanic eruption, which he lapped happily away. As he looked at the tray, he spotted a rather large strawberry and came up with an idea. Holding the berry, he traced it over her throbbing clitoris, the texture of the outer seeds furthering her excitement. Sliding the plump red fruit between her lips, he worked it in and out while using the fingers on his other hand to stimulate her further inside. Pushing the berry into her all the way to the stem, he twisted it around making her hips rise to meet each little thrust. Then taking the champagne again, he poured it onto her around the berry causing more fizzing bubbles where it ran through his fingers inside her. Tasting the foam again, he moved upward to her quivering button; licking it for all he was worth before returning to sink his tongue into her as she started to shutter. The taste of her cum mingled with the champagne was intoxicating. Leaning up, he shared it with her as he kissed her deeply. Trapping his face in her hands, she tangled her tongue with his thoroughly enjoying the flavor he offered. She could faintly make out the lingering sweetness of caramel as well as the tart strawberry he had bitten into. Scooping her into his arms, Jim set her on the couch. "I'll be right back." He said, leaving her to wonder what was going on and why he had stopped their kiss. Quickly, he went into the bedroom and after a moment of fumbling found what he was looking for. Six silky scarves that they had used in their love play for years. Returning to the living room, he took the poker and worked over the fire; adding a couple more logs. Satisfied that he had plenty of time now, he turned back to Stella. "Do you remember these?" He asked, allowing the scarves to dangle from his fingertips. At her slight nod he then asked "Do you still trust me as much as you did then?" "What a question." She replied, sitting up and snatching one. "Exactly how do you want me?" "Blindfold first my sweet. After that, I'll figure out what to do next." He helped tie the first scarf over her eyes. Then leaning her back on the couch, he looped two scarves through the open wooden arms and gently tied one to each of his wife's wrists. After those were secure, he moved to do the same thing with her ankles leaving one remaining scarf. Picking up another rose, he began at her foot teasing her skin with the light fragrant petals. Swiping the flower over her delicate arch, he followed the scented trail with his lips kissing every inch the rose had touched. Knowing it would drive her crazy, he ran his tongue between her toes before selecting one. Taking that one toe into his mouth, he licked and sucked on it until she squirmed beneath him, begging him for more. Extending her leg, he tickled the back of her knee with soft flower while raining kisses down her calf. Moving further down, he kissed and licked the back of her knee driving her wild as he swished the rose along her inner thigh causing the nerve endings under her skin to twitch at the contact. Jim took a moment to savor the look on his wife's face before continuing on his sexual excursion. Her head was thrown back, her hair a wavy mess strewn about; part of it hanging off the couch and more sticking to her damp, flushed face and chest. Her mouth was partially open as she dragged in fresh oxygen and released ongoing cries of passion. Smiling to himself, Jim swept the rose between her legs over her exposed pink bud making her cry out again. Raising her hips from the couch, Stella surged upward trying to prolong the contact. After sweeping the flower petals over his wife again, he laid the rose to the side, picking up the last scarf. Lazily, he draped it across her neck. Holding only the very tip of the corner, he dragged it snakelike back and forth over her heated skin avoiding all her most sensitive areas; only allowing it to slither close to where she wanted it before moving away again. Between her breasts it slid, making its way downward, crossing over her quivering tummy. Leaving the scarf to lie slightly between his wife's open legs only briefly touching her pouting pussy lips, Jim moved to cup her taunt breasts in his hands. Worshiping them once more with his mouth, he sucked her nipples one at a time before bringing her breasts together so he might feast on them both at once. Nipping her lightly, knowing it always helped to bring her earth-shattering climaxes he released one breast to his hand while continuing to suck and nibble on the other. Plucking at her nipple with his thumb and index finger, he rolled it between them before tweaking it sharply causing her to scream out encouragement even as he noticed her dampen with excitement. Trading sides, he mimicked his motions with similar results. Momentarily releasing her, he positioned himself between her thighs then reached up to find her breasts again. Tugging on her nipples, he buried his face in her crotch inhaling the sweet scent of her. Diving in he tongued her deeply, tasting her juices as they seeped from her body with each separate increased of pressure from his hands. She screamed out his name and as she began to cum in earnest, he licked her from clit to ass enjoying her flood of passion. She bucked violently against him but he continued his loving assault on her senses not wanting to stop until her clenching muscles released the last bit of honey from her depths. Releasing the bindings on her ankles, he slid his hands up under her hips drawing her closer to him. Sucking her clit, he signed in pleasure as what seemed to be the last of her orgasm coated his tongue. He reached up, gently untied her hands, and finally pulled off the blindfold concerned when he saw tears. "Oh God Baby what's wrong? Did I hurt you?" "No Jim, it's not that. You could never hurt me. It's just..." She seemed to struggle to find the words she wanted to say before jumping up and hurrying from the room. Puzzled, Jim followed her only to find her digging desperately through her luggage that had been taken to the bedroom earlier. "What is it Stella? Please tell me what's wrong!" He implored. "I want you to do something for me. I know that this whole trip has been for me but I would really like it if you would just do this one other thing." She turned to him, tears still running unchecked down her face. "I know you have wanted to prove you can still bring me pleasure and you have done that, one hundred percent. However, it leaves me feeling useless. I want to bring you the same pleasure you've given me. Will you try this? Just once to see if it works. I want to make you happy too." Jim looked down at the little foil wrapped pill in his wife's hand. She asked for so little that it seemed selfish to even think of denying this one request. Wrapping his hand around hers, he pulled her into his arms wrapping them tightly around her. "I would do anything for you Stella. You are my only love so of course I will try it." Taking the pill from her hand, he kissed her palm before turning and heading for the kitchen. Running a half-full glass of water, he downed the pill in the first swallow. Returning to the living room, he found her stretched out sexily on the sofa staring into the flames of the fireplace. Silently, he added a couple more logs and went to join her. He smiled as her hand slid to his cock. "I know it says half an hour but I thought I'd get a head start." She whispered, sliding her hand up and down slightly in a pumping motion. "Now it's my turn." She urged him to lie back against the couch and moved between his legs. Taking him into her mouth, she groaned as she felt him twitch. Slurping at the head, she allowed her saliva to run down the shaft and collect on his balls. In a matter of minutes, a miracle seemed to happen. Standing up, she straddled his legs and impaled herself on his now throbbing dick. "Home at last." She sighed in pleasure as she rode him to completion.