"It was a long time" she thought. Work and a travel schedule between the two leaves them usually too tired at the end of the day and appeared to be not as interested in each other as they once were a few years ago. Sex also got pretty mundane between the two. It was the same few minutes for him to get off and then for her to finish the job herself once she retired to the bathroom to "clean up".
For no reason at all, tonight was different. There was an embrace in the bedroom from out of the blue, and things went on from there. She was enjoying kissing him, and from the feel of his growing cock against her legs, as he was equally aroused. It had been a long time coming, and there was an excited energy within her almost like those days when she was single and would grab a random from the bar for a fuck. She forgot how she loved "new meat". Maybe taking a year off would make even the mundane sex exciting.
In the past things were so predictable she stopped trying: Usually it was him on top, a slow entry in and out twice and then 5 or 6 quick and hard thrusts before his orgasm. As a kind gesture, he'd keep thrusting to try to get her off, but his cock retreated quickly and would just slip out. He'd be asleep within minutes. In fact she had recently made up her mind that she would be open to exercising some extracurricular urges she has had lately with some men and even women that have looked her way. Maybe, tonight would stave that off.
Her being on top changed things around a little, she could take a little more control of the situation and slow his engines down when necessary to keep her going. His hands were caressing her firm round bottom and it started to warm her up inside. Still attached at the waist, she arched her back a little, lifting away from their locking embrace. She needed to come up for air.
Something caught her eye though. Something she had never really noticed before. She placed her hand on his shoulder and slowly brought it down toward the chest. From competing in triathlons, he had recently begun to shave his chest hair it and she hasn't quite gotten used to it yet. The smooth firm chest felt good though. Reminiscent of her one night stand days, the unfamiliarity was really turning her on. She heard a soft moan as her hand continued across his hard nipple. She continued with her hand across the tip all the way to the end of her ring finger. His moan accompanied with a few slight flinches of his torso of approval.
This she thought was really odd. "He never had a sensitivity anywhere, and I never noticed how much his nipples stuck out before. It's kind of like a younger girl, maybe an A cup." With this thought, she started to feel a tingle in her body as her arousal was beginning to take over.
She took a longer glance, they were cute tight nubs with a little pointy puff in the aereolas. She moved both hands over to each breast, caressing them with the ball of her thumb gently rubbing the tip of his nipples. Eyes already closed, his head tips back, and his back arches up. He is breathing heavier, letting out light moans.
She becomes as aroused as he is, and she can feel her nipples harden and a twitch in her stomach. She lowers herself to his left nipple and begins to lick the area around it before she strokes across his hard nub with her tongue. She clamps it with her lips and while sucking she flits her tongue back and forth over the tip of his nipple. He is absolutely in ecstacy and is moaning louder and flinching as she flicks faster. His moans are of a higher voice and for a moment she is excited with the thought of being with a woman. Something she hasn't done but once before drunk, stoned, and years ago. This thought is interrupted as she feels his hard cock now fully erect and throbbing for more at her waist.
His hands, previously paralyzed by the intense pleasure, moves to the side of her hips, rubbing the lace edge along the bottom edge of her boy cut panties around each leg and across the bottom of her round ass cheeks. His hands move down along the legs feeling her thigh highs now.
She moves over to the other nipple as he continues to twitch, and moan. She can sense her pussy is getting moist as he moves one hand up to her bare nipple. Both are panting heavier now, and as she lets out a moan, she looks up and whispers to him,
"you like that now don't you?"
"ohhh yeah I do" His voice seems a little higher than normal, almost like a feminine tone to her. She buries her head back in to his breast sucking on his nipple and he lets out another soft moan. He has his hands on her panties pulling them off, working them down over her ass and down her legs. They stay in his left hand and he can feel a little moisture in the crotch area. He takes a sniff.
With her clit beginning to twitch for more contact, she begins to thrust her hips on to his leg as the panties are now off. She glances up and sees him with the panties near his face and is turned on by his interest in her juices. She wants him to lick her pussy badly. He was once good at it, but never takes the time to do so anymore. Maybe things are different.
Her hands are back on his breasts, She can't stop caressing them. The smooth, small firm cup, the erect nipples, the sensitivity confuses her mind as she thinks for a moment she is with a hot young healthy girl.
"You like that smell from my panties?"
"What should we do about it" she says as she lifts up a little bit to look at him. She is thinking she could coax him closer to her dripping pussy where he can truly enjoy her scent and fill her urge.
"Let me just enjoy this a little bit" He whispers. He is thoroughly going through her panties, sniffing, rubbing it on his face.
"He's in to it much more than I would think," she thought to herself as she continues to caress his breast with her right hand. As he lets out one more of his soft moans, a thought enters her mind. She wouldn't have been comfortable with it even hours ago, but he has set something up in her that it brings a smile to her.
"Why don't you put them on?" she asks as she continues to gently caress his nipple tip. There is no reply and she starts to regret asking this and hating that that thought even crossed her mind.
"Mmm sure," he says in a breathy voice after the long pause. He moves to slip them on his legs, pulling them up his legs slowly. She moves over on the bed and off him as he hefts up his hips to put them completely on. He takes a deep breath, and then exhales as he moves to stand up in front of the bed and in view of a full length mirror near the wall.
He has a slight bubble butt which is accentuated perfectly with the cut of panties. The bulge in the front goes right up to the waistline and just the very tip of his hard cock can be seen through the black lace lining.
Both are staring at the image in the mirror silently as he turns back and forth to see the full fit. His movements become more pronounced and flow with a more confident femininity.
Millions of thoughts rush at an instant through her head. "What the hell? He looks pretty comfortable, has he been wearing my clothes before? Is this what he likes now? Is this why sex had been so bad? Had he been just going through the motions in the past few years? What does he really want out of sex now? Does he want men? This is kind of sexy. He might like a top and a garter to complete the look. Would I be able to fuck him after all this? Can I fuck him?"