Chapter 1: High Seas

It was a beautiful early September morning in South Bend, Indiana. In general, Austin hated mowing the grass, but when the temps were in the low-70s he could tolerate a few hours in the yard. Because the temperatures were cooperating, Austin did not start his chore until late Sunday morning. After donning a ratty pair of shorts and a well-used t-shirt he opened the garage door and pulled the mower onto the driveway. When he reached for the gas can he realized it was empty and he would need to make a run to the station.

“Damn,” he muttered as he wheeled the mower back into the garage and put the gas tank on the rear of his Camry, to be put in the trunk after he retrieved his keys.

Austin entered the house and turned the corner to go through the kitchen and into the bedroom to retrieve his wallet and keys. As soon as he exited the laundry room he saw his wife standing in front of the microwave waiting for a cup of coffee to reheat. She was completely naked. Austin raised his eyebrows and started to form a whistle when Tonya immediately shushed him.

“Sssh, the kids are asleep,” she hissed.

Austin nodded his head but didn’t slow his progress toward his wife. She was 5’5’’, had thick reddish-blonde hair that she wore to her shoulders, with the lightest green eyes that seemed to be accented with gold flakes. Her breasts were c-cup, and after the twins, sagged more than she liked, but were Austin’s favorite body part. Her abdomen was well-toned only because she religiously went to the gym three times a week. Her pubis was sparsely filled out with a fine brown hair that she sometimes trimmed. Tonya’s favorite part was her legs. While she was not overly tall, they were well-shaped and seemed to give her more height than her five-five frame allowed.

When Austin was within arm’s reach he reached out and took a breast in his hand, teasing her nipple with his thumb. As he got closer he leaned his 6’1’’ body down and gave her a wet kiss.

When Austin paused for breath she said, “I thought you were going to cut the grass?”

“And I thought you were going to start laundry?”

Tonya laughed. “Oh, yeah, that. Well, when the kids fell asleep a few minutes ago I changed my mind. I ran a bath and was going to enjoy some quiet time before starting the clothes.”

Austin’s ministrations on his wife’s breast had not slowed and her nipple was now fully engorged. He could see the beginnings of the rush she gets across her chest when aroused.

“So why aren’t you cutting the grass?”

“Mower needs gas and I was coming in to get my wallet and keys.”

The ratty shorts Austin wore were very thin and Tonya could feel his erection brushing against her thigh as he swayed back and forth. In one swift moment, Austin turned Tonya to face him and lifted her onto the kitchen counter. He lifted and spread her knees as he slumped to his own knees leaving his face inches from his wife’s womanhood. He took a deep breath of her arousal and then started with long, slow licks from her opening to her clit. She started to whimper loudly.

“Sssh,” he mimicked her earlier tone, “you don’t want to wake the kids.” She playfully slapped him on the top of his head.

He returned his tongue to its work and within a few moments Tonya was squirming furiously on the counter top, trying not to scream before clamping her thighs around her husband’s head. When he could free himself, Austin stood and dropped his shorts in one motion. He took a step forward and embedded himself in his wife with one long steady stroke.

“Ahh,” he muttered as they fully mated.

Tonya started to lean forward, but first pulled the t-shirt over her husband’s head and mashed her breasts into his chest as she hugged him tightly. He held her back as he started pumping his hips.

It took only a minute or two before Austin made three hard thrusts and then buried himself as deeply as he could into his wife and held her tight. He could feel her nails scraping across his bare back as she reached a second orgasm in concert with her husband.

As his member wilted Austin finally pulled away from his wife and reached for a paper towel. Wiping both himself and his wife clean he said, “I think you’ll need to reheat your coffee.”

Tonya shook her head and chuckled before slapping his bare ass just before he can get his shorts pulled up.