This is kind of long, but it is a slightly modified version of a letter I wrote to my wife to spice things up a bit. And yes, she really is a 6 foot tall redhead with huge boobs.
eat your hearts out boys
We go into the nightclub arm and arm, the warm air and the rush of traffic suddenly replaced by the cool of the air conditioning and the sound of the music thumping rhythmically from the dance floor. We are both laughing and smiling. We have had a great day together so far. After dropping the boys off at your parents� house, we caught a matinee. The movie was hilarious and we snuggled tightly and held hands as we watched and shared a bucket of popcorn. The afternoon put us into a good mood. Back at home; we had a nice long nap, reluctantly awakening to go out. But once up, we were both wide-awake. As it had been a muggy day, and the house was warm, we took a quick shower together. I scrubbed your back for you, and then your buttocks slowly caressing each cheek as I washed. You wiggled and giggled, then turned and soaped up your breasts so you can �wash� my chest with yours as we had a deep, loving kiss. My dick was starting to take notice, so you playful slapped at it, saying, � Behave, you were the one who actually wanted to go out tonight�. I toweled off and got dressed, leaving you to choose something sexy to put on. As you are looking through your closet, I brought you a wine cooler to sip on as you dress.
I put on some cologne, some khaki shorts and the new yellow shirt that you got me, and went to gather up a few things I knew we would need. I heard you come down the stairs, and you acted embarrassed as I ogled you up and down. You had gone all out, knowing that I love to see you dolled up and sexy. You were wearing a short, short denim mini-skirt, with a blue colored, light top that clung invitingly to your thin waist and breasts, leaving little to the imagination. By most standards, the skirt was not that short; but with your very long, lean legs on your six-foot frame, it seemed artificially very tiny. You had your long, red hair pulled back to reveal your lovely face and the earrings that the kids had recently given you for your birthday, your freshly applied lipstick shining brightly. Bracelets dangled on your wrist and your ankle. You wore a pair of the new shoes you recently bought, with heels that showed off your shapely, tan legs, but would be comfortable enough for dancing. You had taken the time to complete the outfit with toe rings that accented your painted nails, and you had put on the newer watch that matched your jewelry. �Wow�, I stammer, �You look fantastic�. You blush a little, and I know you are thinking the skirt is too short. I think it is just perfect. Dressed like the 19-year-old hotties that we see at the local college, it is hard to look at you and imagine that you are a 35-year-old mother of two. With your heels on you are almost eye level with me, and looking at you, I am glad I have recently hit the gym and peeled the excess weight off my six foot three frame.
We went to our favorite Italian restaurant for supper. You tried not to notice the men in the parking lot who follow you with their eyes, taking in your long lovely legs and sexy outfit. I smile inside, because I know you are all mine, and I also know how good you are. We ate an incredible meal, and drank a crisp bottle of white wine with the meal. Waiting for the meal, I held your hand, never taking my eyes off of you as we sip our wine. We chatted about the kids, summer camp, work, and anything else that popped into mind. It had been a good week, so we were both fairly rested and as we sipped the wine, I could see any remaining tension melting away. After dinner, we got in the car and headed down to our favorite club. It is one of those multilevel dance clubs, where they play a different kind of music on each level. It is located just outside the door of a local hotel. On the ride over, you were very chatty, and we held hands. I again told you how pretty you looked, and your eyes sparkled as you thanked me. You touch up your lipstick as we approach the driveway to the club.
In the parking lot as we got out, more heads turned to check you out. It is not common to see many six-foot tall redheads with huge breasts in miniskirt. With the coolers, the wine and atmosphere, this time you didn�t seem to blush or care- in fact, it seemed you liked the attention and your walk took on just a hint of a seductive sway. Whether you liked the attention or not, you certainly had my attention. And now here we are, going into the disco.
After paying the cover, we go in, turning to the side that is playing 80�s music. Our eyes take awhile to get used to the dark, but we spot a small table in the far corner of the room. As it is still early, the club is still fairly empty with only one couple on the dance floor, and a few scattered patrons at the bar. You sit at the table, which is pretty deeply hidden in the shadows of the room, and I go to the bar to get us some drinks. The bar in our side of the club does not have all its drink machines working yet, so I go over to the other side to get the flavor that you asked for. I have to wait in line a few minutes, the European disco funk music maddeningly loud. As I come back with our drinks, I see a guy a few years older than us leaving your table. He glances at me, and then purposely avoids eye contact as he walks away. As I sit down, you exclaim,� Can you believe that jerk? Even though he saw my wedding ring, he asked me if I wanted to dance, and when I said �no� he asked me if I ever cheat on my husband!� Looking about, I see the man leaving the bar. I don�t know whether to be jealous or angry. As I know deep inside, no one else has ever stood a chance with you since we have been together, I finally decide on being proud that he thinks my wife is so hot he had to hit on her. I tell you this, and how you should take it as a compliment, but you are still fuming. �Come on,� I say, �let�s go dance�.
We move out onto the dance floor and dance as a couple of good songs from our college days play. After a few minutes, the Agua-velva type is forgotten and we are again enjoying ourselves. As we begin to have more fun, and the drinks have more effect, we loosen up and forget we are getting older. We dance with more abandon and I can�t keep my eye off of your sexy moves in your mini-skirt and low cut blouse. You are showing more cleavage than usual and my mind is aching trying to figure out which underwear you chose for the evening. I am thinking it is one of the push-up type bras from out of the green baggie, but I cannot be sure. I lean in and ask, but you just smile a dazzling smile and say, �Wouldn�t you like to know�. Just then, the DJ plays a slow love song, and we move together. As we dance, my hands roam around your back, trying to decide by feel what you are wearing underneath. You corral my hands as you cooingly tell me that if I am lucky, I will find out later. We pull close again, your large breasts warm and soft against the muscles of my chest. I lean in and nuzzle your neck softly- you pull away for an instant as the goosebumps run down your arm, but then you allow me to move in again, gently nibbling as the smell of your perfume fills my nostrils. I am not fully hard, and you tease me by rubbing your hips slightly against me� soft enough that if no one watching would be able to tell, but firm enough to drive me crazy. My erection is enormous, and your rub yourself wickedly against it. We dance closely until the end of the song, when to our disappointment, a song neither one of us likes comes on. We are beginning to get hot and a little sweaty, so I go to the bar to get us each a glass of water and to refill our drinks.
When I return you drink deeply from the water, and then again deeply from your mixed drink. You turn and kiss me, and the ice has made your tongue feel initially cool as you slip it into my mouth. As our kiss deepens, your mouth now feels warm and I can taste the fruit juices from your drink. The corner of the bar is very dark, and we are practically alone. I run my hand up and down your back caressing you as we kiss. We reluctantly pull away as another couple comes past and sits at a table near us. They are somewhat younger than us, with no wedding rings, but are obviously in love. Soon they are holding hands and kissing even deeper than we were, running their hands all over one another�s bodies. We watch them for a moment, and I giggle that they should get a room. You take another deep drink of your cocktail, and then give me another deep, wet, slow soul kiss. �There,� you say �, now they will think we will need a room�. You eyes are sparkling, and it is obvious that you are getting both somewhat tipsy, and somewhat horny. We leave the young lovers to themselves and head back out on the dance floor for another song, holding hands tightly as we move, you thin arm wrapped around my muscular one. You�re moving more confidently now, more free of inhibition and feeling sexy. I tell you how beautiful and sexy you are, and smiling, you lean in and give me a playful kiss before you dance away, swaying your hips suggestively to the music.
After a couple of more songs, we are getting hot and winded. Just as we are about to leave the dance floor, another slow favorite comes on, taking us back to the college years. We embrace again, but this time it is you pulling me close, your hands roaming up and down my back. As you nuzzle my neck and earlobe, I see another couple watching us and smiling. There is a lone man at the bar, giving me a look that says,� you are the luckiest bastard in the world�. As I pull you close and kiss you, in my mind I agree with him. We sway closely together, the heat of our bodies making each other sweat, but neither of us caring. Your large breasts press against my chest, and my erect shaft strains against my zipper in a vain attempt to reach you. All too soon the music stops, and light headed, we move back to our dark corner.
The other couple is nowhere in sight. Your face and chest glisten in the half-light with sweat, and your eyes shine as I again tell you how wonderful you look. Without a word you kiss me deeply, your hand finding its way underneath the table to gently caress my leg, working its way up to my groin. I moan softly, and then nervously look around to see if anyone is watching, but between the tablecloth and the shadows, it is obvious that no one can see. Your eyes sparkle as you gently massage me through my shorts. Slowly, maddeningly rubbing my crotch as I close my eyes in pleasure. Suddenly we both sit up as one of the waiters comes near to clean up the empty glasses from a nearby table. As he cleans, I place my right arm around you, surreptitiously reaching around and cupping your right boob, which is nearest the wall and out of sight of the waiter. It is heavy in my hand as I lift it, kneading and massaging gently. You start to resist but it feels too good as move my finger in a little circle around your nipple, which is stiff and straining against the material of your clothes. We sit like this for a few minutes, you sipping your drink and trying to act nonchalant, but I can see your face is begging to blush with desire, and your breath is coming quicker.
When he leaves, you start to touch me again, but now it is my turn. I pull you close against me, hugging you tightly to me side with my arm still around you, still gently rubbing your nipple. My left hand disappears under the tablecloth, and begins to massage your inner thigh. At first you stiffen against my touch, as you suddenly realize we are in a very public place, but desire overwhelms you as my hand finds it way underneath your short skirt. My fingers slip easily under the elastic of your skimpy panties, and I quickly find the soft, swollen nub of your clitoris which makes you suddenly gasp. Still trying to appear as we are merely snuggling, your hips begin to move against my fingers and your eyes close, a low moan escaping from your lips. I flick your clit gently up and down a few times, and then just apply light pressure as you press against me, letting the motion of your hips masturbate you against my fingers. After about 30 seconds of this, I turn my hand around so that my thumb is applying firm pressure against your swollen button, as my middle finger is exploring the damp opening of your pussy, and then wiggles inside. You are hot and wet, and your juices flow down my knuckles as you hump against my hand moaning softly. My other hand moves back to your breast as I pull you closer, kissing your pretty cheek. You groan with disappointment as I take my hands away�a group of young kids is moving over to occupy a table near us. I raise my hand to your face, and you slowly, sensually suck your own pussy juice off my fingers. �Take me home now,� you insist, �I want to fuck you now�. Our hands continue to roam all over each other�s bodies as we walk arm in arm to the parking lot.
On the way out the door, your eyes are somewhat glazed over, and your gait is a little unsteady. I laugh that you are tipsy, but you whisper in my ear that you aren�t tipsy�you are so hot and horny that your legs are weak and you can hardly walk. As we reach the cars, you give me a look of surprise as I go to the trunk instead of unlocking the doors. �Did you think I was wasting my time while you were getting dressed?� I grin as I pull out a small suitcase. � I reserved us a room�.
The man at the registration desk gives our flushed, sweaty faces a curious look as we check in. Looking back over my shoulder as we walk to the elevator, I see him staring at your long legs, and tight ass. I can�t blame him I would look too. In the elevator we kiss deeply, our hands roaming over each other. We quickly unwrap ourselves when the door opens a floor beneath ours. An older couple gets in, giving us a disapproving look for the way we are dressed, our sweat appearance, and the fact your lipstick is all over my face. As the door opens to our floor, we both quickly get out, giggling. We round the corner to our room and I hurriedly unlock the door as you stroke you hand up and down my back.
Once inside, we are instantly in each other�s arms, sharing a slow deep, wet kiss, our tongues probing each other�s mouths. We don�t even bother to turn on the lights, but the open curtain floods the room with moonlight. You hook one leg around my waist, slowly grinding your crotch against my leg as I grab your ass and pull you close against me. My hands slip underneath your short skirt, underneath the elastic of your panties, kneading the skin of your cheeks, pulling you harder against my hip. You grind against me as we kiss, a loan moan escaping your lips as my fingers find the opening to your wetness and probe gently inside. We lose our balance and almost fall, catching ourselves at the last moment; giggling, we maneuver against the wall as you continue grinding against me. I kiss your mouth, your eyes, across your pretty, face and down your neck, nibbling and gently sucking as I go. I kiss down across your sweaty chest as you hold the back of my head pulling me close. But your clothes are in the way and I lift my head up long enough to pull your thin top off over your head. You quickly drop the miniskirt, finally showing me the lingerie I have wondered about all evening. You have chosen a black push-up bra and matching panties from our �collection�. You are wearing the gold belly chain I bought you last year, and it shimmers lightly in the moonlight, accentuating your thin waist. I take a second to take in your stunning figure as you stand before me, but then we are quickly back in each other�s arms.
As I caress your firm ass, I kiss my way down your chest again, nibbling the soft flesh of your breasts as I go. Reaching around I unhook your bra, letting it fall on the floor between us. I lean in and kiss and bite in little circles all around your left tit, teasing and nibbling, blowing on the nipple but not actually touching it. You moan and pull me closer, and then gasp as I suddenly suck your nipple deeply into my mouth. It stings a bit as I am a little too rough, but the pain is more than made up for by the pleasure shooting through the nerves of your breast. After about 10 seconds of this, I begin to kiss my across your chest. Letting go of your behind, I squeeze both your huge tits together, so that the nipples are almost both in my mouth at the same time. They don�t quite reach so I go back and forth between the two, gently flicking them up and down with my tongue and suckling them as you pull my hips into you, grinding your panties against my stiff manhood. You hump my leg roughly up and down as I suck and bite your stiff long red nipples. I have always loved the way your tits get even bigger and firmer as they swell with excitement and tonight is no exception.
While I suckle you, you are undoing my belt, my shorts falling around my ankles. I push off my shoes, and then step out of my shorts as you pull my underwear down. I let go of your left breast long enough to step out of my underwear, but then have to let go of both as you pull my shirt off over my head and toss it aside. I lean back in and continue to tease and suck your sensitive nipples. You reach down and take me in your hand, slowly stroking me up and down.
After a few minutes of this, I pull away. You groan softly. I do not know if it is because you want me to continue what I was doing, or if you are anticipating what is to come next. Reaching down, I pull down your panties, and you quickly step out of them- they catch briefly on the heel of the shoes that you are still wearing. I lead you toward the bed, your eyes fiery with passion, both of us breathing heavy. I step behind you and rub my hard cock against your ass as I hug you tightly against me, wrapping my arms around your stomach, and then sliding one up to fondle you as the other slides across the small patch of well trimmed bush to tease your clit again. You grind yourself against me, one arm reaching back over my head to pull my close as the other reaches around behind us to pull my hips tight against you.
I push you down on the bed on all fours, your knees just barely on the bed, you feet hanging off. You look over your shoulder at me to see what I am doing, then quickly close your eyes and bend your head in pleasure as I bury my face against your ass, my tongue plunging deep inside your hot, wet hole. You rock your hips back and force, trying to get my tongue to go deeper as I stick it inside of you as far as it while go, tasting the sharp, tangy flavor of your juices. I thrust my tongue in and out, and then move slightly down, towards your front, and find the swollen button of your clitoris with my tongue. I flick it up and down gently, and then move my tongue in little circles around it, teasing. I thin gently suck it gently into my mouth, maintaining suction as I softly nibble you with my teeth. You continue to rock back and forth, the lips of your shaved pussy against my face and nose, your juices coating my cheeks. I lick your clit faster and faster, lightly at first but then harder. I reach up and fondle your boobs, which are swollen and firm, the nipples jutting far out and stiff. I play with your boobs for a few moments as I gently bite your swollen clit, but then I need to let go and grab your hips as you are bucking wildly now, and it is difficult for me to keep my tongue against your pleasure button as I lick up and down. I can hear you taking short, quick, little breaths, with guttural moans in-between. �Ohhh,� you cry �, harder with your tongue, please, harder�. I do as you ask, roughly licking for all I am worth as I feel your hot pussy begin to spasm against my face, the waves of pleasure washing over you as you rock against me. You try to be quiet, but give in as your orgasm reaches its climax. �Ohhh baby, ugh, harder, ohhhhhhh, that�s it! Ooohhhhh, ooooooohhhhhhhh, AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!� I continue to softly lick as you cum, on and on for what seems like forever. You then limply sink down against the bed, as I move around toward your face. Your eyes are glazed over, and after a moment, you weakly raise up and give me a kiss, tasting your own juices on my lips.
After a couple of minutes an impish smile crosses your face as you push me into my back. You get up on all fours over me, your face at a 90-degree angle to mine as you bend down and kiss me deeply. You kiss my lips, my face, and then work down to nibble my neck and ears as my hands roan all over your body. You rise up and move a little forward, leaning in so that one of your nipples dangles just out of the reach of my lips, teasing me, taunting me before you slowly lower it to my waiting mouth. As I suck your hard stiff nipple, your hand runs down, tracing a line across my stomach before grasping my hard cock. You stoke up and down, occasionally kneading the head gently. I moan in pleasure as your soft hands drift down to cup my sack, caressing my balls, playing with them as I continue to suck your swollen nipple. You pull away from me, kissing your way down my chest, stopping to play with each nipple with your hot mouth. A drop of pre-cum oozes from the tip of my dick, and you use your thumb to rub it all around the purple, swollen head of my cock, lubricating it and your hand as you slowly jerk me off. More pre-cum begins to appear, and smiling you laugh �Well, that would be a shame to waste� as you kiss your way down my stomach towards my dick, licking and biting softly as you go. You kiss and lick all around my red, swollen cock, even taking my balls deep in your mouth, but you do not touch the shaft. You are teasing me, tormenting me, until I beg you to give me relief. You look deep into my eyes with a grin, and then forming your lips into a perfect �O� suddenly inhale me in one swift motion, sucking hard. My hips move up to try to drive myself deeper into your hot, wet mouth, your red lips wrapped tightly around me. You slowly ease up the suction, moving up so that you have only the head in your mouth while you wrap your hand around me, pumping up and down. As I groin and wiggle beneath you, you begin to bob up and down with your head, your hands stoking and jerking what part of my long dick that doesn�t fit in your mouth. It feels wonderful, and I hold your red hair back so I can see your beautiful face as you work. But all too soon, I feel myself getting close, so I pull your face back up to mine, kissing you deeply.
After I had cooled down for a minute, you mount me, knowing that I like to see you riding high above me, so that I can see your face and body as we make love. You reach back and guide me into you, burying me deeply into your fiery snatch with one smooth, wet stroke. Your sugar walls are hot and seem to be sucking me into you as you begin rocking up and down rapidly on me. I ask you to slow down, so you begin to screw me slowly, with long, full strokes�slowly raising your hips up until just the head remains inside, twisting, contracting your muscles, teasing me, before gradually lowering yourself back down the length of my shaft. I reach up and caress your pretty face and you turn and kiss my hand. �MMMMMMMM�, you whisper, �Your big dick feels SO good inside of me�. We look deep into each other�s eyes, but then both close our eyes in the pleasure of the moment as you slowly ride me up and down, my hard long tool easing in and out of your hot, wet hole. We rock against each other in pleasure, a slow, comfortable fuck, both of us wanting to delay our orgasms and prolong the intimacy of the moment, but each also both desperate to cum.
INNNNNNNNNNN, OOOOOOUUUUTTTT, INNNNNNNNN, OOOOUUUTTTTT, INNNNNNNNNN, OOOOOUUUUTTT, over and over, up and down.
I feel your pace start to quicken and your legs clamp around me harder as your fingernails dig into the skin of my chest. Opening my eyes, I see your face beginning to twist up the cute way it does when you are getting close to cumming, as you begin to bounce up and down rapidly on me, with short, quick strokes as your grind your hips against mine, your clitoris rubbing against me with each stroke. I reach around and pull your hips firm against mine trying to hold you firm against me as I feel you start to quiver around me. You bury your head against my shoulder, pumping and grinding for all you are worth as I piston my hips up and down, trying to match you move for move as we fuck furiously. As your orgasm hits, you bite my shoulder to keep from screaming out. The sensation is too much for me, and with a grunt, I suddenly shoot a huge load of hot cum deep into you, coating the already slick walls of your pussy. This sensation only fuels your own orgasm, and you buck and grind against me for an eternity, your muscles milking every last drop out of me, before you collapse against me. You lay on top of my chest, eyes closed, breathing hard as I slowly go soft inside of you. I raise your head, and with a gentle kiss, tell you again how much I love you.
Later, after cleaning up, we treat ourselves to a snack from room service. We are both tired, but not sleepy, so we rent a movie from the hotel T.V. We snuggle closely, holding each other as we watch a romantic comedy. After the movie, as we turn out the light and prepare to go to sleep, I turn and kiss you lightly, telling you again how much I love you. The kiss is innocent at first, but then lingers, and then gets slowly deeper. As you roll to me, your hand reaching for my new erection, you murmur, �So what do you have in your bag of tricks next?���� To Be Continued
