Glad to Have You Home

It was strange driving home for the last time from a job I had worked at happily for eight years. I had mixed feelings, being laid off hurt, but a surprising six figure severance package prevented me from feeling sad. We'd recently been bought out, and going to work today we knew it would be our last day for some of us. Apparently something about the buyout was less than legal, so their solution was to pay out massive severance packages in agreement to not sue.

I'd texted my wife, Stephanie, that I'd been laid off, but hadn't told her about the size of the severance package yet. She texted back: Don't worry babe, your resume won't leave you unemployed for long. I'll have a little something to comfort you when you get home ;) ????

My wife was the best, she'd quit her job at the local ice cream shop, to focus on being a perfect housewife and to prepare to become a mother. I thought our marriage was perfect before, but with me completely providing for her, she became completely dedicated to her role as a housewife. She turned our house into the most comforting beautiful home. She was already an amazing cook, but became an amazing baker too. I'd come home to a lady, who was so happy to have me home. She made the best dinner, and sometimes even packed amazing lunches for me at work.

But in the evenings is when she focused on becoming a mother. She'd jump on my cock almost every evening at 9pm. After dinner we'd usually watch a show, and towards the end of the episode she'd fondle and expose me. She'd begin her worship with her hands, mouth and tongue. At first stroking it, before popping the head in her soft warm mouth and sucking lightly. She'd go down slightly and then rub the end with her tongue, wrapping her powerful little tongue clockwise and counterclockwise around my flesh. Then she's pop it out and began licking it down its length with as much saliva as she could manage. She did this three minute ritual almost every weeknight.

At this point she gave me an embarrassed little look, like 'Oops, I started sucking your dick again didn't I?' I'd stand up and take control, doing whatever I wanted to her that evening. And I did all sorts of things as long as I followed the one rule: to finish inside. She was trying to have my baby. Unfortunately we discovered last weekend at the doctors, that there was no chance of her ever carrying a child.

It had been a rough week for us emotionally. Sex was both comforting, being together, and frustrating, as it had now lost one of its beautiful purposes.

I pulled into my garage ending my final commute as lead salesman for PaperSpines manufacturing. I checked my phone as I closed the garage door, and saw another message from my amazing wife of six years: I'm waiting for you as soon as you come home ;) make sure you're ready ????

I pulled out my junk while standing behind the garage door. I worked to get myself hard before I walked through the garage door to my sexy plaything. I thought of the first time I had seen my wife's amazing body. We had decided to wait until marriage (third base didn't count though), but she loved teasing me with nude pictures. Her skin was a beautiful creamy white evenly spread across her whole body. With long brown hair that was nearly black, and a round face. Narrow eyes that almost looked asian, a cute flattish nose, and a sexy but small mouth that could barely fit the girth of my cock.

She had collarbones that she didn't understand how I found sexy. Her hands were slender and small, which made me feel big (even though I was already a tall and well endowed man). She had gained a little weight but it had made her figure even better. Her breasts had grown to a C-cup, and her hips and backend grew too. To me it seemed her waist remained changed, even if she says it hasn't. She was 5'3" with perfect legs, perfect knees, and short feet, all of which I loved.

I remembered the different angles she had sent of her body along with teasing messages that put me in need of a cold shower to calm down. I became fully stiff thinking of the first video she sent me of playing with her boobs, and I opened the garage door into the living room.

At my feet was her pink workout mat acting as a red carpet. It covered the eight feet leading to the soft chair that had been removed from my wife's reading nook. My wife was facing away from me kneeling on the chair completely naked. Her shoulders were resting on the back of the chair, her head must have been drooping off the back. But my main attention was drawn to her pussy ready and waiting. Her feet and lower legs drawing a landing land to her waiting hole. She sat unmoving waiting to be used.

I marched down the pink mat and grabbed the bottle of lube she had wisely left near the leg of the chair. I slathered the sausage and inserted myself powerfully. She screamed with the sudden event, reaching back instinctively to stop me. She screamed for mercy, begs that she had trained me to ignore. She flailed with the sudden intense sensation. I pinned her arms behind her back, holding both wrists with one hand, while placing my other hand on her hip to help with trusting.

Her head went limp again as she became one with the motion, moaning happily. As I pounded away, she muttered, "Thank-you for the cock, Daddy." I removed my hand from her hip and slapped her wonderful round ass; I saw her lower leg begin to twitch with pleasure. I couldn't last any longer and I pulled out and came all over her back. The first shot made it into her hair. After we'd gotten news about her fertility she'd wanted me to pull out. Although I missed finishing inside, I did enjoy seeing my loads paint across her body.

I moved to the kitchen for a drink and paper towels to clean up the mess I made. She finished panting from the exercise as I finished wiping up the semen off her. "You got some in my hair, I just showered!" She complained. She stood up exposing her glorious full frontal, while giving me a look. She bent over giving my now flaccid organ a kiss before leaving to the bathroom clearly unhappy with my clean-up. But before she left she stuck out her arm in a gesture that after years of marriage I instinctively knew meant 'give me your shirt.' I unbuttoned and compiled.

I went back out to the garage and grabbed the papers in the car, while she cleaned up. I arranged the papers on the coffee table and flopped on the couch waiting for the adult conversation. She came out wearing nothing but my button down shirt. Damn she looked so much better in it than me. She looked so small in the simple blue long-sleeve shirt, yet her boobs stretched the buttons around the bust. Her beautiful cream legs fully exposed and even sexier knowing there was no underwear protecting her. She bent over slightly looking at the papers, I wished I was behind her instead of facing her.

"I love you," I said, enraptured by her body.

"I love you too," she said without thinking, still focused on the papers.

"So, good news, bad news. You already know they didn't keep me, but on the other hand look at this severance package." and I pointed at the six-figure number.

"What! Really?"

"I know right! Apparently they did some paperwork wrong, we just had to sign that we wouldn't sue and now I have over two years of salary here."

"Wow, honey this is great! You should take some time off."

"I'm glad to hear you say it, so I don't have to ask."

"Okay, so I already have a trip planned."

"What! How?"

"I was talking to my mom and she thought it would be good to take a nice trip together to just focus on us after we got the news of..." she pointed at her womb. "So I've been kinda planning a trip to take my mind off things. It's an all inclusive resort in Mexico."

"How much." I said trying to sound angrier than I was.

"Not much. My mom knows a guy; he'll give us a discount."

"I wanted to sort things out emotionally at home." I said, but when she gave me a pity look I asked, "How long?"

"A month," she shrugged.

"No, Stephanie."

"Please," she begged, coming around the coffee table to touch my chest.

She played with the sleeves that were too long for her and pointed to the chair at the end of the pink workout mat. "I was hoping after that you'd agree to anything."

She was right after exposing herself to my lust, I usually agreed to whatever she wanted. Maybe a trip would be nice.

"Okay fine, but only because you're a succubus. and got me thinking with by dick again."

"Yay!" She smiled and moved her hand down from my chest to the bundle in my pants. And I was surprised to find myself already growing, but she seemed to expect it. She pulled off my pants and briefs, that now had a stain on it from the lubricant. I pulled on my undershirt and laid back on the couch. She took me into her mouth and began to worship, showing thanks to the owner of the cock for his generosity.

She held me in one hand pulling her lips over the length of it from different approaches, coating my penis in her saliva. She then took a more intense approach, violently bobbing her head up and down on it. Fucking my penis with her mouth. I don't know if she came up with it on the spot, or if she looked up some new technique, but she began to run her hands up and down my body from my chest to my thighs and back, it felt surprisingly amazing. It was becoming too much to simply lie back. With one hand I grabbed the side of the face and my other hand grabbed her hair. I began to forcefully shove her face up and down on my cock. She moved her hands around to grab my butt cheeks, one with each hand. She began to struggle, wanting to take a break, but I was too close to let her go. I told her "I'm about to cum," and she stopped struggling and pulled up on my butt forcing myself farther inside her. I shouldn't have, but I held her head down as I came. She squirmed as I came, pushing back as the salty fluid hit the back of her throat.

She sputtered as she tried to escape, but I held her down for another second before I lifted her head.

She inhaled sharply and deeply, and a mix between spit and semen dripped out her mouth onto me. She took a moment to catch her breath.

"I'm sorry I don't know what came over me, I guess I just lost control. Are you okay? I ask.

"Actually it wasn't that bad. Maybe because you just came recently, but barely anything came out. I was expecting way worse."

"Well that's good. It felt amazing for me." I respond feeling a little sheepish.

Stephanie stood up to get a drink of water. "Surprisingly I enjoyed it too, but don't try it again."

I smile on the couch as I watched her rear end walk away, thankful for my fulfilling marriage.