Celtic_Lover
Virgin
- Joined
- Jul 24, 2001
- Posts
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Is this all there is...
The first time I saw my wife she was standing with her back to me next to my cubicle. My friend Dom asked "Who is that?"
I replied without ever seeing her face,
"That is my future wife."
Two years later we were married in my wifes home town. On our wedding night, we traveled to Boston for our honeymoon. After a night on the town, we made our way back to our hotel. Her father had reserved a room at the Four Seasons on Boylston St. After such a long day I was looking forward to slow love making through out the night then just drifting off to sleep in my new wife's arms.
When I came out of the bathroom after brushing my teeth, I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw my wife sound asleep in bed. I was having none of that so I gently started to rub her back, dragging my nails ever so gently down her spine. I rubbed her shoulders, down her legs and finished with a slow foot rub. At this point I decided it was time for a little more passion, so I slowly started licking my way from her ankles up her calves, and slowly whisking my tounge along the inside of her thighs. Slowly I moved up higher and higher, when suddenly both of her hands are pushing down on top of my head.
"Honey, not tonight I am just to tired" I hear in disbelief.
Six years later I see that this was not just an isolated incident, it was the recurring theme throughout our marriage. The only thing that keeps me sane has been the birth of our first child in February. (Erotic Fiction hasn't hurt either).
So if there are any ladies out there who would like to exchange naughty emails or anything else you may have in mind you can email me at Celtic Lover
That's my cue... Good Night all
The first time I saw my wife she was standing with her back to me next to my cubicle. My friend Dom asked "Who is that?"
I replied without ever seeing her face,
"That is my future wife."
Two years later we were married in my wifes home town. On our wedding night, we traveled to Boston for our honeymoon. After a night on the town, we made our way back to our hotel. Her father had reserved a room at the Four Seasons on Boylston St. After such a long day I was looking forward to slow love making through out the night then just drifting off to sleep in my new wife's arms.
When I came out of the bathroom after brushing my teeth, I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw my wife sound asleep in bed. I was having none of that so I gently started to rub her back, dragging my nails ever so gently down her spine. I rubbed her shoulders, down her legs and finished with a slow foot rub. At this point I decided it was time for a little more passion, so I slowly started licking my way from her ankles up her calves, and slowly whisking my tounge along the inside of her thighs. Slowly I moved up higher and higher, when suddenly both of her hands are pushing down on top of my head.
"Honey, not tonight I am just to tired" I hear in disbelief.
Six years later I see that this was not just an isolated incident, it was the recurring theme throughout our marriage. The only thing that keeps me sane has been the birth of our first child in February. (Erotic Fiction hasn't hurt either).
So if there are any ladies out there who would like to exchange naughty emails or anything else you may have in mind you can email me at Celtic Lover
That's my cue... Good Night all
