Damn Him

Damn him, Jill thought with a smile.  It was Sunday night, and she was soaking in the tub letting the bath salts and wine soak into her body.  She seriously wondered if she would be able to get out of the tub without help.  Who knew your abs could get that sore just from orgasms?  After much thought and careful deliberation, she had decided to blame hiking and Hallmark certainly it wasn’t her fault. It had all started about a month ago when her husband Wayne had asked if she wanted to join him for a weekend of camping and hiking.  It was an empty invitation, they both knew, camping not glamping and his idea of hiking and hers didn’t match.  After 22 years of marriage somethings were a given, he asks she says no thanks, he hikes without guilt, and she enjoys a quiet weekend of wine and binge-watching Romance movies.  Unfortunately, to much wine and 2 daughters joined in. At some point Jill had bemoaned the fact she needed more romance in her life.  The girls had latched on and rode their dad unmercifully when he returned.  He had pointed out he always was good for date nights and flowers, but the girls were having to much fun, and she just had to add “He needed to up his game.”  If Jill was going to be fair, he was much more attentive then most husbands of 20 years but who felt like being fair when it was a chance to have a little fun at his expense.  22 years, and 4 kids, wow how time flies.  They had met shortly after college and started out just having mutual friends.  Truthfully, he wasn’t her normal type but a nice enough guy.  Their eventual romance only surprised them.  They had maintained that friendship and teasing play through out their marriage.  She should have remembered he had a sneaky way of making you pay later.  But at the time teasing him was fun for all the girls.  That is until last Friday morning…… “Close your eyes.” His voice whispered in her ear.  Jill jumped, she had been engrossed in work sitting at the breakfast bar and forgotten Wayne had taken the day off to “work on home projects.”  Usually, she worked from home on Fridays so she could sneak out for an early start on the weekend as a consultant no one minded as long as her deadlines were met, beside she enjoyed the quiet.  “Close your eyes” he whispered again, his hands wrapped around her biceps and pulled her back into him, hard against his chest.  Chest not beer belly, at 50 he still stayed fit and looked good.  She hated the fact he could drive by the gym and lose weight where she slaved and still seemed to get nowhere.  “Close your eyes” he whispered more forcefully, running one hand through her hair he pulled her head to the right and lowered his lips to her neck, as his other hand snaked under her tank top.  Oh s**t, Jill sighed.  Wayne wasn’t messing around.  Early in their relationship she had discovered a terrible truth.  Wayne watched and learned.  She had never experienced a lover who watched her reaction to everything and explored noted and improving.  Wayne had mapped out her body and now played it like a fine violin.  Okay more of an oboe if she was honest after four kids and a love of pasta.  But one of the things she loved about her man was he didn’t care she wasn’t a size 2.  He called her stretch marks a road map of their life together and kissed every one of them. Coming back to present, Wayne was pulling out all the stops, nibbling her neck under the left ear and breathing heavily into her ear.  Chills went down her spine to be met by the chills racing up her spine as he gently ran his nails over her stomach.  Damn him, many years ago in a drunken state she had admitted nails across her stomach was an instant turn on and he had used it against her to good effect since.  Now the growing heat between her legs was being fed from 2 separate bon fires.  The one on her neck and the fire racing across her stomach.  f**k it!  Jill quickly shut the laptop and turned to meet her smirking husband.  Glad the kids won’t be home from school for awhile she thought because we sure aren’t making it to the bedroom, she knew that look.  He surprised her as she stood to lead him to the couch, he had a pillow under his arm.  WTF?  Before she could ask, Wayne reached down and pulled her sweats to the ground.  Hooking on arm behind her knee he stood and forced her back up on the stool, she had to lean back to catch herself the breakfast counter.  Dropping the pillow and kneeling on it he smiled as he hooked her leg over his shoulder and his face disappeared between her legs.  His beard tickled as it traveled down the inside of her thigh, and she had to grab for balance as her knees gave out.  For the next eternity, she swung between fear of falling and peaking as she was assaulted with a combination of tongue, fingers, and hot breath.  After almost smothering him while crushing his head with her thighs, he moved her to the couch where she could finally relax and just enjoy.  Her eyes squeezed shut and she felt him enter her more than ready parts.  She had already lost count of the times she had c*m but while it was hard for her to c*m from straight s*x in this position, just not enough friction, she would certainly enjoy it.  Damn him!  She had just a second to realize he had planned the couch all along when her vibrator hit her clit.  He had to have hidden it in the couch for just this moment.  But when?  Forget thinking just enjoy as she crashed over the top again and again slowly descending into a pleasant darkness.  Jill slowly came awake and realized she had been moved on to her bed.  So, it was possible to pass out from orgasms.  Who knew!  “Wake up sleepy head,” her husband purred.  She almost hated to open her eyes and see that smug look.  Might as well get it over with.  To her surprise, Wayne was just finishing buttoning his shirt.  Khakis and a button-down shirt?  Why so dressed up?  “Welcome back.  You need to get up and pack a make up bag.  Your overnight bag is packed and in the car.  We have to leave in 15 minutes after-all it’s a 2-hour drive to the B and B.”  Jill sat up straight in bed.  Wait! What?  She was still half out of it.  Wayne smiled, “You wanted more romance, well Darlin you are going to get all you can handle this weekend. Kids are taken care of.  I am taking charge and your clothes are laid out. Now get dressed and we can grab a snack on the way, but our dinner reservations are already set.  NOW UP!