Barry and Millie had been married for 10 years. They had wanted a family but after trying for several years and having tests done they were told it wouldn’t happen. They were heartbroken but they had to learn to bare it. However they seemed to have lost that spark. Intimacy become less and time together waned. Barry tried to engage but Millie seemed to be just going through their times together as more of a duty rather than a joy. There was a coldness that threatened to totally freeze up.
It was a Friday when Barry returned from work to find Millie unusually happy. She only worked part-time at the moment and Friday was one of her days off. “Hi” she said cheerfully and gave Barry a passionate kissed. Barry was a bit surprised. Lately it had been a nod only when he got home. “Hello” he said “you sound happy”. She just smiled. The sort of smile that had been missing for years. He went into the living room and picked up the paper. “Don’t get too comfortable” Millie called out “dinner will be ready in 15 minutes”. He read the paper until Millie yelled out “it’s on the table sweetheart”. Sweetheart? She hadn’t called him that since….he couldn’t remember when.
He went into the dining room to find his favourite, fish and salad. “That looks nice” he said and looked at his wife. She seemed to be glowing. He sat down and they ate their meal. “How was your day” Millie asked. “Oh you know, ok I guess. Nothing out of the ordinary”. He looked at his wife and begun to wonder if she had been drinking. Something must have got her in a good mood. “I’ll tidy up” she said “you go and finish reading your paper”. He went back into the living room and picked up his paper. He heard Millie in the kitchen humming to herself while she washed up. Now he really begun to wonder what was up.
Millie came back into the room. “I splashed water on my dress” she said “I will just go and change” and disappeared into the bedroom. 10 minutes later she came back and Barry looked up. Instead of a dress she had on a short skirt and a top and was obviously not wearing a bra. Before he could say anything she pulled the newspaper out of his hands, sat on his lap and began to kiss him passionately. “Make love to me darling” she whispered as she nibbled his ear. She hadn’t done that for years. He felt his cock awakening. “What bought this one” he said but she smiled and again said “make love to me right now”.
Barry stood up with Millie in his arms and headed for the bedroom. He didn’t know what this was all about but he wasn’t going to miss the chance. Clothes were shed and they tumbled onto the bed. He started to rub Millie’s pussy but she pushed his hand away. “FUCK ME” she screamed. Shocked he mounted her and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He thrust into her pussy balls deep. She was soaked. She squealed and then moaned as he began to pound her furiously. “Yes honey do it hard. I want it hard” she wailed as he did what she ordered. It had been so long since she had expressed any need and now she was begging, no, demanding it.
He tried to delay his orgasm but her hot wet pussy and his own urgency got the better of him and he groaned as he unloaded. To his surprised she came also at the same time. He rolled onto his back both of them puffing and panting. She rolled onto her side and cuddled him. “Sorry for cumming so quickly” he said as they kissed. “Never mind darling” she said “the night is still young”. It was perhaps 15 minutes later that she reached down and began to stroke his cock. He moaned softly as she brought it back to life. “Mmm that feels nice” he whispered. She chuckled “it will feel even better in my pussy” she replied.
Now fully erect again she straddled his hips and lowered herself onto his erection. She closed her eyes and moaned as she took the whole 8”. She began to rock back and forth as Barry reached up and began to fondle her breasts. “Rub my clit sweetheart. Make me cum” she said. Barry reached down and found her swollen clit. “Oh God yes” she squealed and shivered all over. It only took a minute or two because she gasped and then groaned “yes, oh yes” she shouted “keep doing it” and she came twice more before he finally came.
Again Millie cuddled up to him. “Oh darling that was so good” she said “was it good for you?” Barry smiled “it was wonderful” he said. He didn’t say anymore. He lay there wondering what had gotten into his wife. Last night she had rebuffed his amorous advances but tonight she seemed like she couldn’t get enough. Although he was overjoyed this nagging feeling would not be denied. What had changed that had turned his frigid wife into a sexual predator. He had a shower and went into the living room and turned on the TV. Millie had her shower and came into the living room wearing a flimsy nighty. Barry looked at his wife. “My God I think she wants more” he thought to himself “perhaps she is trying to kill me”.
“Do you like my nighty” Millie queried. “Yes” he replied. She gave a wicked grin “it really comes off easily” she said “when you are ready”. He would go around once more before they fell asleep that night. It had been years since they had racked up three sessions in one night. All weekend was the same. Millie seemed to be constantly on heat and Barry found himself struggling to keep up with her. Their love making had been fairly conservative but on Sunday night Millie shocked him. “Fuck me doggy style” she begged “give it to me hard and fast”. Barry did as she asked. First he stroked her pussy but found she was already wet. Millie got on hands and knees and Barry drove his cock deep into her. “Yes that is what I want darling” she squealed “now do it”. Barry grabbed her hips and pounded her as hard and fast as he could. She wailed and moaned “yes, oh fuck yes” she screamed and, reaching down, began to rub her clit. She came twice in quickly succession before Barry finally groaned and came deep inside her pussy. It had been three days like nothing before.
Millie collapsed on her stomach. Mumbling into the pillow she said “Barry I love you darling. That was so good”. Barry sat back on his hunches and looked down on his wife. He didn’t know what had set her off but he hoped it wouldn’t stop. He lay beside her and she turned to face him. They hugged and fell asleep still naked. It was 2am when he woke up and moved waking Millie. “My pussy is so sore” she moaned “but the rest of me is so happy”.
The next morning Barry headed off to work. He couldn’t help smiling. Even his workmates noticed the spring in his step. He picked up the phone and rang home. There was no answer. “That is strange” he thought “she doesn’t work Mondays and Fridays”. Later that afternoon he tried again. This time she answered. He mentioned he had tried earlier. “I was over at Ann’s house” she said. Barry thought it was strange as they just knew Ann to nod when they passed in the street. Barry always thought she was a bit strange. Always walking her large Doberman and he had never seen her with a guy. She obviously lived alone. He didn’t ask any more questions. But his mind was racing. Was she really visiting Ann? What had made so horny Friday night and the weekend? Then he began to think the worst. Did she have a lover? Is that the reason she was horny? Was she thinking of someone else when she played up to him? He wanted answers but how to find out? That was going to take some sneaky effort.