“Rub my butt.”

I was happy to oblige. It’s become our way to “say” goodnight.

Memory sparked. “Remember the first time I fucked your ass?”

My wife moaned an acknowledgment as I caressed her round bottom. She wiggled it, pressing harder against me.

Then, sleep. (We have kids…)

By morning, she woke to my finger lubing her tight ass. She turned her head, nodding yes. Morning wood began to poke at her.

“Not waiting to make new memories,” I said as my cock buried half-deep in her. She made a silent gasp.

She won’t forget this time, either.