Sexy Newlyweds – My wife and I were both in our early 30’s when we married. Much later than most of our friends. And although the wait had been long we had to regrets about being virgins so long and were currently doing our best to make up for lost time in the bedroom. Coming up on our second month we were now beginning to understand what we liked in our sexual relationship. The simple and inexperienced ways of connecting sexually were beginning to take way to a more adventurous and steamy exploration of each others bodies. The bang bang missionary, while perfectly enjoyable, was escalating to the occasional Against the Wall, In The Laundry Room and even In the shower (which was amazing). We were sexy newlyweds alright! We really connected well in this facet of our lives. Most importantly I was learning to slow WAY down and enjoy every skin touching, heat transferring, body shaking moment we had together.
It was Saturday Oct 11, 2003 and Tammy had been at her job that had proven lately to be even less fulfilling as it had financially profitable. We were able to purchase a new bed with the help of some money we got from our wedding and I had spent the morning dismantling the old one which was rather limiting in the two departments that matter most. There was great anticipation on my end for christening this thing that had been delivered about a hour earlier. Just knowing that we had a bigger platform to perform on was getting me a bit fired up.
Tammy had returned home well before I could even get the frame together and reminded me that we were to drive down to her mothers for dinner and would be staying the night. (Yippee) It had been four days since our last love making session and for us still being sexy newlyweds and me being an active, healthy, horny guy, this seemed like an eternity.
That night at her mothers we retired to the guest room which ran parallel to hers. Why she had the guest room and her bedroom slammed together in such a big house I’ll never understand. You could actually hear her watching Desperate Housewives through the walls and I knew there was going to be no sex tonight.
The next day was Sunday and the three hour drive back home was an overcast cool and comfortable fall day. So comfortable that I must have been semi erect for 80% of the drive. My thoughts drifting to the many ways I was hoping to pleasure my beautiful wife on that new bed.
The occasional glances my way and light touches to my hand made me think she was thinking the same and it was all I could do to keep myself from pulling off the highway and finding some secluded area to get freaky.
Back at home now I knew I couldn’t wait until the new bed was assembled. The seem on my pants wasn’t going to hold out.
While my wife was checking messages in the kitchen I threw a couple of blankets and pillows onto the carpet floor in our bed-less bedroom. The large window panes on the west and south facing walls meant that sunlight would creep into the room when they found a gap in the clouds but for the moment puffy grey clouds dominated the skies.
Hoping my little surprise would be a welcomed one I removed my clothes except for my t-shirt and underwear, brushed my teeth and waited for my woman to enter while I gripped the small orange flower I had picked from the side yard in hand.
After a short wait the bedroom door opened to a site I couldn’t have predicted if I were a psychic. Tammy stood in the doorway wearing nothing but a new white see-through baby doll with no bottom. The little sneak was two steps ahead of me the whole time. And wearing that no less.
I stood in amazement and finally moved in to present my feeble gift which she accepted along with my kiss. The kiss quickly turned deep and slow which turned on a green light somewhere in my brain that said, “All systems go, this is not a drill”, and I moved in close to feel the satin fabric on my hands and her skin through it. It felt electric. Why do women feel so terrific?
Grabbing each of her hands in my hands I raised them over her head and anchored them to the wall. Kissing behind her ears above her eyes, across her jaw line and back to
It was Saturday Oct 11, 2003 and Tammy had been at her job that had proven lately to be even less fulfilling as it had financially profitable. We were able to purchase a new bed with the help of some money we got from our wedding and I had spent the morning dismantling the old one which was rather limiting in the two departments that matter most. There was great anticipation on my end for christening this thing that had been delivered about a hour earlier. Just knowing that we had a bigger platform to perform on was getting me a bit fired up.
Tammy had returned home well before I could even get the frame together and reminded me that we were to drive down to her mothers for dinner and would be staying the night. (Yippee) It had been four days since our last love making session and for us still being sexy newlyweds and me being an active, healthy, horny guy, this seemed like an eternity.
That night at her mothers we retired to the guest room which ran parallel to hers. Why she had the guest room and her bedroom slammed together in such a big house I’ll never understand. You could actually hear her watching Desperate Housewives through the walls and I knew there was going to be no sex tonight.
The next day was Sunday and the three hour drive back home was an overcast cool and comfortable fall day. So comfortable that I must have been semi erect for 80% of the drive. My thoughts drifting to the many ways I was hoping to pleasure my beautiful wife on that new bed.
The occasional glances my way and light touches to my hand made me think she was thinking the same and it was all I could do to keep myself from pulling off the highway and finding some secluded area to get freaky.
Back at home now I knew I couldn’t wait until the new bed was assembled. The seem on my pants wasn’t going to hold out.
While my wife was checking messages in the kitchen I threw a couple of blankets and pillows onto the carpet floor in our bed-less bedroom. The large window panes on the west and south facing walls meant that sunlight would creep into the room when they found a gap in the clouds but for the moment puffy grey clouds dominated the skies.
Hoping my little surprise would be a welcomed one I removed my clothes except for my t-shirt and underwear, brushed my teeth and waited for my woman to enter while I gripped the small orange flower I had picked from the side yard in hand.
After a short wait the bedroom door opened to a site I couldn’t have predicted if I were a psychic. Tammy stood in the doorway wearing nothing but a new white see-through baby doll with no bottom. The little sneak was two steps ahead of me the whole time. And wearing that no less.
I stood in amazement and finally moved in to present my feeble gift which she accepted along with my kiss. The kiss quickly turned deep and slow which turned on a green light somewhere in my brain that said, “All systems go, this is not a drill”, and I moved in close to feel the satin fabric on my hands and her skin through it. It felt electric. Why do women feel so terrific?
Grabbing each of her hands in my hands I raised them over her head and anchored them to the wall. Kissing behind her ears above her eyes, across her jaw line and back to
