"I know, I know... woke hard again. You know how I hate to waste a good hardon... never know how many are left!" In my younger days I'd wake with an erection nearly every day... "morning wood" we used to call it. Or "piss hardon." Now well into in my 50s I still got them, but not as frequently and the wood certainly wasn't as hard.
Truth was, ever since Darlene and I had been frustrated up on the mountain, I'd been horny as hell. For three days that sweet pussy was about all I could think about. I'd lose my train of thought at work, at dinner, watching TV. I'd drive several miles and not remember any of it. Like they say, the brain is indeed your major sex organ. For the third time in as many days I'd woken early with morning wood... oak! What had happened on the mountain kept playing over and over in my head like some broken record. But more enticing was wondering would happen next? Well, that's where the story took all sorts of twists and turn pushing my fantasies to new limits. Until Darlene and I would be able to hook up again, all this sexual energy would be directed at my wife.
"I have a meeting and can't be late for work again today... I can't," my wife said. "So, if you want a quick fuck... it will have to be very quick. Grab the lube out of the drawer, I'm pretty dry."
She turned slightly, opening her legs to my probing finger. Instead of reaching for the lube I dove under the covers, my mouth quickly finding her pussy while my right hand grabbed a full boob. How different the two women are, I thought as I flicked at her clit with the tip of my tongue. Darlene was, of course, more than 15 years younger than my wife. She was slender, even kind of bony and angular with small boobs topped by tiny hard nipples. Other than a tuft of hair above her slit, her pussy was (from my limited exploration) shaved and smooth. My wife was softer figured with large breasts and huge areolas that she loved to have me suck and nibble. Maybe it is my imagination, but in my experience big boobed women seemed to enjoy titty licking more. Although she kept it closely cropped, my wife hadn't totally shaved her pussy except for one time, joking that "I've never known you to be deterred by a little hair...." By any measure our "old-married-fart" sex life was pretty good...