Making It Up To Him

Like many others who have written stories of their sexual awakening and
sensual encounters, I never thought I'd be writing a story about my own
life. However, events over the past several months have changed my
perspective on sex and sexuality and now I find recounting our
adventures a fun and exciting way to relive the erotic fun. Since I
plan to write several more stories about these life changing events,
I'll give you some details about me for reference. 

My name is Cathy. I'm "40 something", 5"6" tall and 130 lbs. My hair is
still auburn, my eyes are brown, and my measurements are 37C-34-38.
After 3 kids, I'm no knockout but my husband of more than 20 years,
Eric, says I turn him on more than the day we were married. (I can't
imagine it's true but he's certainly good for my ego) 

My story starts after I had an affair with a married man; a very big
mistake. However, the change in my marriage since then proves that
sometimes a bad decision can be the catalyst for wonderful growth in a
relationship. 

What pulls any of us into an illicit affair when we all pretty much know
it will end badly, who knows? Yeah, there was the typical sexual and
emotional boredom most of us experience in a long term relationship.
But, Eric had never stopped trying to make me feel loved and desirable.
Looking back I have to admit that the real reason is I had a need to
feel wanted and desirable to a man who "didn't have to" try to make me
feel that way. 

Anyway, John (the other man) made me feel very loved and appreciated. We
chatted online and talked on the phone many hours during the day while
Eric was at work. I don't know how I could have fooled myself into
believing Eric was clueless to what was going on since John & I were
often chatting online until 1 or 2 o'clock in the morning, long after
Eric was in bed. All the attention make me feel hot and sexy and more
desirable than I'd felt in years. 

Still, in retrospect, I have to admit that most of the situation was all
my fault. Even though he never stopped trying to be attentive to me,
regularly sent me flowers for no reason, and always made sexual
advances towards me, I had neglected Eric as a man and as my husband
for too many years. Regardless of whose fault it was that I felt I
needed something more, John's attention made me feel very sexy and
desirable. 

After Eric found out about John and me, I was afraid that he would throw
me out; ending our marriage, destroying our family & my life. It's
worth mentioning here that we had both been married once before. Eric
told me before we were married that while he has little patience for
extramarital affairs, he has deep desires and fantasies about swinging,
3some and group sex. 

He accurately predicted there would come a time when we would get into a
rather boring sexual routine and would find our minds and our desires
wandering to others. During that conversation I agreed that if and when
it ever happened, we'd discuss it and "Play" together rather than risk
an affair. So, not only had I been ignoring Eric's needs, I had opted
for an affair while flatly refusing to discuss more adventurous sexual
options with him. 

For all these reasons and more I knew he would have been justified if he
had ended our marriage on the spot. Thankfully he still loved me and
wanted to heal our marriage and stay together. With feelings of love
and gratefulness for him I vowed to myself I'd never do anything to
hurt him ever again. 

When discussing my infidelity in painful detail I was shocked when Eric
told me he knew I was having an online affair. And, he also well knew I
was going to sleep with John the weekend I made an excuse to be out of
town. Eric even sent a fruit and munchie basket to the hotel room; it
was already there when I opened the door. I thought he was just trying
to be nice to me. Little did I know and could surely have never guessed
he sent the basket to the room for us, John & me, to enjoy. 

When I asked him why he allowed it; how he could have let me go knowing
I was going to have sex with someone else he said, "Because I love you
and I want you to be happy and have fun".
That was more than I could bear. I broke down crying and sobbing
uncontrollably. I had been ignoring him, pushing him away, avoiding his
advances; even thinking ill of him that he'd ever suggest I sleep with
someone else and all he wanted was for me to have a good time and to
feel good about myself. 

In the end Eric wasn't upset or mad with me because I had sex with
another man. What devastated his confidence as a man was that while I
was ignoring him, I was sleeping with another man even though I had
made him feel like a pervert for suggesting I do the very same thing.
At that moment I couldn't even think about having sex with another man
but I promised myself Eric would never again wonder about my love and
passion and desire for him. 

Things were cool for a few days. I tired to make advances toward Eric
but he was quiet; sullen; detached. But, the weekend was approaching
and I hoped his mood would lighten. With that in mind, I spent a couple
of days planning for my reconciliation. I didn't just want Eric to feel
loved and desired again, I wanted to BLOW HIS MIND! 

Friday finally came and I was as nervous as the proverbial "cat on a hot
tin roof". I arranged for the kids to be with my parents for the
weekend and dropped them there right after school. With the kids out of
the house and Eric at work, I was finally free to focus on my plans for
Eric's big night. 

I was excited about the possibilities but the stress of the week had my
muscles and my stomach in knots so I ran a hot bath and settled in for
a long soak. The warm water and scented bubbles had their effect and
the tension slowly drained from my body. 

As I laid back relishing the feeling of the hot water against my skin
hot, sensual images Eric and me flooded my mind. Mental snapshots of
our nude bodies twisted together danced in my brain and suddenly I was
horny for the first time in well over a week. I laid my head back on
the edge of the tub and tried to relax but every time I closed my eyes,
I saw visions of Eric's sexy body pressing into mine. 

As I thought about his lips grazing over my breasts I began to rub light
circles around my tits with the tips of my fingers. Thinking about him
gently biting my erect nipples I pinched one of them firmly between my
thumb and forefinger. A bolt of electricity shot though me and my whole
body tingled with anticipation. 

While I fondled my breast with one hand I began to trace around the
outer lips of my soaked pussy with the other. My skin has always been
very sensitive to touch and I jumped slightly as pulled my finger
across my hardening love button. The combined sensations of the hot,
scented water, the visions of Eric's body, and the pleasures I was
giving myself were too much. I just couldn't wait any longer. 

I thrust 2 fingers knuckles deep into by burning slit and came almost
immediately. My body convulsed and shook as I squeezed my legs tightly
against my hand to maximize the pressure against my clit. My head spun
and my eyes rolled back as I enjoyed wave after wave of pleasure. When
the tension in my body began to subside, I relaxed and dreamily enjoyed
the rest of my bath. 

Once I dried off I sprayed a generous amount of Eric's favorite cologne
over my nude body. Then, I was off to get dressed, if you could call it
that. Eric had often told me how he'd love to find me waiting at the
front door for him when he arrived home. Tonight, he would have his
dreams come true. 

I selected my hottest pink teddy. The open floral print over the sheer
mesh served to lighten the darkness of my large areolas and pubic hair
without totally hiding them from view. The illusion would drive Eric
wild. 

After some thoughtful consideration I pulled on a pair of sheer, white
stockings, attached them to the built in garters, and slipped my feet
into a pair of 4 inch heels. To top off the ensemble, I put on a very
sheer, open faced cover-up that went almost to the floor. 

With one last check in the mirror I took a deep breath knowing that
Eric's jaw would drop when he walked in the front door. Normally, I'm
not crazy about my looks but even I had to admit that I looked hot for
a forty-something year old mother of 3. 

By the time I had finished "dressing" for the evening, it was almost
4:30. I poured myself a glass of wine and waited for Eric to come home.
He got held up at the office a little later than usual for a Friday. I
was on the third glass and was feeling warm and flush when he finally
arrived. 

My heart raced as I waited by the front door for him to come in. The
door opened and he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me standing
there. The huge grin on his face told me that my preparation was
greatly appreciated and approved of. 

As he tried to gain his composure, he casually said, "What's up?". 

I smiled, reached out and palmed the growing lump in his pants and said,
"It appears that you are". 

He grinned widely again. I stepped back and slowly spun around so that
he could get a good look at what he had in store. I moved back to him,
wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply. He pulled me to
him and I whispered into his ear that I was sorry for all of the pain I
had caused him. I assured him that I would dedicate the rest of my life
to showing him just how much I loved, appreciated, and desired him. 

He pulled me closer and kissed me so tenderly yet so passionately that I
almost came right on the spot. Eric stroked my back through the sheer
material as he began tracing kisses down my neck towards my breast.
When he sucked my silver-dollar sized areola between his lips and
brushed his tongue over my painfully hard nipple through the shear
fabric, I shuddered, sucked a deep breath through my pursed lips then
squealed from the sudden rush of pleasure shooting through me. My
nipples are always almost painfully sensitive but the silkiness of the
material intensified the touch of his hot tongue so much I could hardly
stand it. 

By the time he moved his hand to the front and started making light
circles over my lower stomach, my burning pussy was literally gushing.
Once again I shuddered from the pleasure his fingertips were giving me
as I realized the coolness I felt on my skin was my own fluid running
down both legs; soaking my stockings almost to my knees. I was in
heaven but pushed him away just as he started to massage my soaking
mound. Tonight was for him and him alone. 

I had pushed him away so abruptly that he was staring into my eyes with
a very confused look on his face. I just smiled up at him and said,
"Tonight is all about you love so just relax and enjoy". 

He seemed to relax a little as I started unbuttoning his shirt, almost
ripping the buttons off in my rush to get him out of his clothes. Once
his shirt was undone, I placed both hands on his hard stomach and raked
upwards across his skin with the tips of my nails as I moved to push
his shirt off of his shoulders. Now it was Eric who shuddered from the
intensity of my nails being drug lightly over his bare chest. 

With his shirt in a heap on the floor I started kissing and sucking his
nipples as my expert hands unzipped his pants and loosened his belt. I
hooked my fingers in the waistband of his underwear and pushed them and
his pants to the floor slowly while trailing kisses down his chest and
stomach. 

With my fingers still locked in his pants, I sank to my knees in front
of him as I pushed them to the floor. Almost as soon as his hard cock
emerged from his shorts, I engulfed its entire length deep in my hot,
hungry mouth. In the past I only sucked Eric occasionally as a favor to
him but that night I hungered to feel his cock being fed down my
throat. 

I took the length of it in my mouth until my nose pressed into his soft
fur. He gasped as my throat muscles contracted around the throbbing
head of his cock and laced his fingers through my hair, pulling me to
him even tighter. 

Normally I would have gagged from such deep oral penetration but, in my
unrestrained lust and passion, I was amazed to realize that not only
was I not gagging, I suddenly loved feeling his meat shoved so deep
into my throat. I raised my head slowly and savored the feeling every
hard, throbbing inch of his cock against my lips and tongue. 

The slick, salty-sweetness of the pre-cum flowing out of his flared
crown and the musty smell of his body filled my senses. For the first
time in longer than I could remember I was totally absorbed in
pleasuring my husband. In the same instant I was both intoxicated and
rendered helpless by the sensuality of the moment and totally empowered
with the control I held over him as I sucked his thick dick and tugged
at his tightening balls. 

I let the head of his cock escape from my lips and pressed the length of
his slick shaft to my cheek as I looked up at him and smiled. He smiled
back and asked what had come over me. I simply looked at him with my
soft, lust filled eyes and told him I'd been thinking about him all
day. 

With that, I drew his turgid shaft back into my hot, wet mouth and
started to suck him in earnest. I massaged his balls with one hand as I
pumped his swollen cock in & out of my mouth with the other. I sucked
him hard and fast. With every stroke I'd draw his hard cock into my
hungry mouth all the way to its' base and back until just the throbbing
tip was still at the opening to my lips. 

He moaned loudly and his knees weakened as I continued my oral assault.
I knew he wouldn't last long and was determined to savor every drop of
his thick, sweet cum. In the past I had always stopped before he could
cum in my mouth but that night, I was determined to show him just how
much I loved him. He would never again have to wonder if I thought his
thick cream was somehow nasty or disgusting because I would soon be
drinking it down like it was the finest champagne. 

As his body shook and twisted he tried in vain to fight off his pending
orgasm. Sensing he was so close I moved my hand from his tight balls to
his tight butt. I had lubed my forefinger with the wetness at the base
of his cock and easily pressed it well past his sphincter muscle, deep
into his anal passage. 

Even though I hadn't done it for him in way too long, I know just how
much Eric loves for me to finger his ass or even pump one of my jelly
vibes deep in and out of his tight little hole while I suck his cock.
The combined sensations overtook him. He grabbed my hair with both
hands and started fucking my mouth, using it like a strange slut's
cunt. Somehow I managed to push back against his strong, demanding
hands until just the head of his spasming dick remained in my mouth
just as he started to cum. 

The powerful first blast of his thick cream shot to the back of my
throat and filled my small mouth to overflowing. Eric jerked and moaned
with each successive eruption and I swallowed as fast as I could.
Finally, I couldn't swallow fast enough and pulled his pulsing cock
from my lips as I continued to jerk him off with my hand. 

Watching his cum spraying from the flared slit in the crown of his dick;
feeling it flooding my face and running down onto my bare chest and
lace covered tits was suddenly too much for me as well. I shivered and
trembled as my own unexpected orgasm raked my body with intense
pleasure. One hand shot to my tingling clit and I fingered myself hard
and fast as I sucked his wilting cock deep into my hungry mouth. My
uncontrollable moans vibrated against Eric's super sensitive dick as
wave after wave of pleasure washed through me. 

When the intensity of the moment subsided Eric sank to his knees and
kissed me hungrily. He had always said that he loved to taste his love
juices on my lips and that night he proved just how much. He broke our
passionate kiss and began to lick his cum from my face. He traced
gentle kisses over my checks and lips until he had cleaned the last of
his seed form my face. Then, he trailed kisses down my neck to my
breast as he continued to kiss away every trace of his sweet cum from
my body. 

When he reached my nipples, he lingered as he tongued first one then the
other through the thin, silk material of the teddy. I felt his hands
trace up my back and over my shoulders as he hooked the straps of my
teddy with his thumbs and peeled it from my body like peeling the skin
from a banana. 

With my tits fully exposed he showered them with hungry, passionate
kisses and nibbles. As he sucked my painfully hard nipples I felt his
hands busily unhooking the garters from my stockings. With that done,
Eric moved his hands under my arms and pressed me to stand as his hot
tongue continued to explore my tingling body. Now it was his turn to
trace hot kisses down my chest and stomach as I rose to stand above
him. 

As I stood, he pulled the teddy all the way to the floor, exposing my
wet mound to his hungry mouth. I stepped out of the teddy and spread my
legs as his hungry tongue found its mark against my wet, pulsing clit.
He was kneeling in the floor as he pulled me into position standing
over him. 

He was between my legs with his head bent back so that he could press
his tongue up into my wet slit. That was it! The events of the evening
had caught up with me and when I felt his hot tongue probing deep
inside of me as his nose massaged my clit, I shuttered and came hard
once more. My body convulsed time after time as the waves of pleasure
swept over me. As one orgasm subsided, another wave of pleasure gripped
my body and sent into another convulsion of sheer pleasure. 

After what seemed like hours, my body finally relaxed; spent from the
passion and intense pleasure my wonderful, sexy man had given me. As I
started to sink to the floor, Eric slipped between my legs and stood up
behind me. He gently guided me to the steps where he lowered me into a
kneeling position with my hands resting on the steps above and my knees
on the steps below. 

I could hardly believe it when I felt his rock hard dick pressing
against my upturned ass. He's not a young buck any more and I could not
remember the last time he recovered so quickly. He moved back a little
and rubbed the head of his hard cock up and down over my clit as his
other hand held my butt in place. 

With one smooth movement, he filled me. I gasped at the pleasure I felt
as the tip of his pulsing manhood pressed deep within me. He stopped
there for a few seconds so that both he and I could get used to the
sensation. Then, with slow, deliberate strokes, he began a steady
rhythm, fucking me with long, slow strokes. 

He would withdraw until only the very tip of his flared cock head
remained at the opening of my soaking pussy. Then, he would slowly push
the entire length of his throbbing manhood back into me. In, out. In,
out. With every stroke, I gave an uncontrollable moan of pleasure. The
feeling of his long, hard cock pressing into me and his balls slapping
against my ass cheeks was incredible. 

He slowly, deliberately picked up the pace. Soon he was driving his cock
into me hard and fast; more of an assault on my gushing pussy than
making love. With every thrust, I was driven to new heights of pleasure
as the tip of his dick touched my innermost parts and his heavy balls
made a slapping noise as they slammed against my ass time after time. 

Faster and faster; harder and harder he thrust his weapon of passion
into me. Just as I felt my orgasm starting to release, I felt the
familiar pulse of his cock as he began to spray my love canal with his
sweet, hot jism. 

We both tensed as the passion swept over us. My wanton pussy pulsed
around his throbbing cock as he drove it home and stopped with his hot
meat buried deep within me. Each contraction of his spasaming cock
triggered another body shaking orgasm within me. The pleasure was so
intense that I must have blacked out momentarily. 

As I slowly came back to reality I felt Eric's hot tongue alternately
licking the outer lips of my quivering pussy and probing deeply into my
cum filled tunnel. As he licked the last drops of our mingled fluids
from my spent body, I collapsed onto the stairs. 

Eric gently picked me up and carried me to bed. As he tenderly kissed me
goodnight I probed his mouth deeply with my tongue and savored the our
mingled juices in his sweet mouth and on his tongue. 

He held me close as I drifted off to a peaceful sleep. I was both
thankful that I had a second chance to prove my love to him and
confused as to how any man had gotten my attention away from such a
sexy, wonderful, loving husband.

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