I leanin, the plastic souvenir ruler I picked up today in my hand. It’s got a picture of the Kuala Lumpur skyline on it, and it’s leaving nice marks on her ass. “Was that a complaint, girl?”
“No, Sir,” she mumbles around the panties, and I hear her muffled laugh.
I giggle.
Best. Vacation. Ever.
My girl has a sailor’s mouth when we’re alone, but I love that about her. Her and her bestie, Casey, canboth swear up a storm.
I smack her again and watch the red welt form on her flesh as she grunts at the impact.
“Your mouth saysmotherfucker, girl, but your pussy saysfuck me.” I slide two fingers between her legs and she softly moans as I effortlessly push them inside her.
“Yes, Sir,” she whimpers around the fabric balled up in her mouth. She’s trying to fuck my hand but I’m well experiencedwith her tricks and don’t let her have enough traction to get over.
We leave tomorrow morning for the last leg of our journey, a flight to Manila. Even better, once we return home, we’ll still have the house to ourselves for nearly a week before the kids return.
We’ve chatted with them a couple of times since we’ve been over here, but they’re busy enjoying themselves, and we’re…
Well, theydon’t need to know their parents are busy fucking their way across Southeast Asia like a couple of horny teenagers.
After I’ve tortured her enough, I flip her over onto her back and reward her. I love the sound of her moans as I eat her out, the feel of her nails as they rake across my scalp, her fingers digging in, the way she grinds against my mouth.
I’ll never forget our first time together,where she actually sat up, stopped me, and explained how to properly do it. At least I am a fast and eager student, and Ellen had no trouble giving me guidance to teach me how to make her feel good.
Apparently, I wasnota natural at sex. It was humbling to realize my two ex-girlfriends must have been faking it when we were together. No wonder they broke up with me, but in retrospect a good thing.
Because Ellen and I have been together ever since we first started dating.
From those initial fumblings we now have an active and satisfying sex life, because I am nothing if not an overachiever.
Especially when it comes to my girl. The beautiful love of my life.
After I’ve made her come several times, I sit up, eagerly slide my cock inside her pussy, and pin her wrists over her head with myhands.
This ismytime now. Sometimes she can get over like this, sometimes she can’t. If she’s still horny when I’m done, she’ll get round two from me. I might make her wait during the day because Iama sadist, but I never let her go to bed unsatisfied.
Ever.
I think it’s one of the reasons she’s put up with me for over twenty years.
I pull her panties out of her mouth so I can kiss herwhile I fuck her. Tonight I pound into her, a hard, deep fuck to take away the sweet ache in my balls that I’ve had ever since dinner and watching her in the sundress she bought today while we were shopping.
It doesn’t take me long tonight to build up and spill into her. As I catch my breath I sit up and stare down at her.
“Love you, baby.”
She smiles, wrapping my heart around her even moretightly, if that’s possible. “Love you, too, Sir.”
She’s beautiful, her long, brown hair spilling around her head like a veil, or a halo, perhaps. She is my angel, my goddess, the center of my universe. I sometimes get snide remarks from my fellow senators who say I’m making them look bad to their wives because Ellen and I are so disgustingly happy.
Fuck them. That’s their problem.
I take careof my girl because she takes care of me and our family, and that’s how both of us are happiest. I still haven’t decided for sure if I want to run for governor or not. She says I should. I really thought I did want it, but these past two weeks have beenamazing.
Maybe it’d be better to retire from public life, return to practicing law, and cut back on my hours. We can afford it now. Spend moretime relaxing. That’s why I worked so fucking hard all these years, wasn’t it? To build us a good life so we could enjoy it and retire one day?
Except Ellen keeps talking about everything we could accomplish with me in office, especially regarding education initiatives. That’s a cause near and dear to her heart, because she was a special-ed teacher.
And I think it’d disappoint her if I didn’trun.
There’s still plenty of time to decide that, however.
Either way, I know I can do anything as long as my girl’s by my side.
