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Eden
Hey Brook. I think we better talk to your folks about the non-divorce thing. Apparently I blurted it out to GB and the girls last night.
I stare at the message running a hand through my hair. Oh boy, there’s no way we were going to be able to keep this a secret forever. And now Georgia-Blue knows, she’ll be on the warpath trying to get us back together. Though at this point, we might not need her help.
I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the kiss since I got home. It was on my mind the whole car ride too. I feel bad because I wasn’t fully listening to my daughter, I was too busy thinking about my wife.
Me
That’s a good idea. I’ll call them or go over before the picnic. She obviously didn’t know anything this morning, she would have said so
Eden
I think it's best coming from you ASAP
Me
On it
And if I’m being honest with myself, that’s not all I want to be on. Especially if the kiss was anything to go by. Now I’m like the horny teenager I was back when I first started to notice Eden in a different light. And I’ve held it in for too long.
After we feed the animals, Blake asks if she can ride her new bike over to Gabe’s house before the picnic as she often does when she’s over here. I text him first to make sure he’s home. She wants to go play with Trinity and Daisy, and I can’t refuse her that.
It’s also a perfect opportunity for me to have some alone time and do myself a big favor. So I go to my bedroom and lock the door. If I’m going to bust one out I need to do it now.
I undress from last night’s clothes and underwear, letting them fall in a pile on the floor. Then I flop on my crumpled bed and grab a hold of my very erect cock. I get so hard thinking about Eden.
I love the way we used to be. The way I’d fit into her tight little body.
The way she’d let me do her wherever the fancy took me. She sure did turn out to be a good farm girl when I was done with her.
I’m sure nothing has changed. She still has a hot little body and a sweet little smile… Those delicate hands used to get me off exactly how I liked. And when her tongue got involved… it was all over.
She’s always been the one to find and know my rhythm so easily, and what turns me on. We always had that chemistry. Even when things were going a little south.
I liked taking care of her last night too, even if I had a fair idea what her reaction would be in the morning.
I also can’t deny I loved the way she wrapped herself around me in her sleep, like she had no cares in the world.
And she saw the tatt. Fuck. I do have some explaining to do about that.
She sure as hell got me fired up with that kiss this morning, neither of us seeming to care that my mom had just left, and our daughter was just outside.
I guess we were in the moment and fuck, it felt good. Her touching me like that again, looking up at me with those big, dark eyes. She wasn’t drunk then, and she certainly didn’t have any looks of regret on her face. And I’ve no regrets now as I lay back on my comfortable pillows and stroke myself up and down. My hips get involved pretty quickly and I close my eyes.
I wanna be selfish right now. I want to just picture my wife and I how we used to be.
Loved up and in the hay bales is how we liked it. We both grew to love the fact we could get caught, though we never did.
She’d only get half undressed to make sure she could cover up quickly if anyone came along.
I loved sucking on her perky tits. I always enjoyed playing with them, and the way they’d jangle in my face while we went to town. I groan as I think of the times she rode me cowgirl style. I convinced her a few times just to wear her cowboy boots. That was always hot.
I look down at my frantic movements, my hand working over my hard shaft, tugging back and forth. I know I’m getting ahead of myself, and that it’s probably wrong. But I’ve been that pent up lately, wanting her to see me the way she did before.
Then we kissed and the spark came alive in my chest once more, radiating through my whole body. I don’t want to read too much into it, but I know there’s a chance. And that’s all I need.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan, watching myself, wishing it was her holding my cock. Then I could slide into her wet heat and we could reignite the fire that once was. I’m a guy who really loves sex, and doing myself favors isn’t exactly what I want, but it gets the job done. For now, anyway. I move my hips fast and vigorous, laying back into the pillows as I rub myself off into submission, enjoying every stroke until I’m hot, sweaty and needy for her touch. I feel the warmth trickle up my body, and the intensity of my orgasm building, until I can’t hold back anymore. My body turns rigid. My back pushing into the mattress, as I put one arm over my eyes and hold my cock steady, coming all over myself with a long, loud moan. I ride it out until the end, milking every last drop.
