You've been married to your wife Angelica for a few years now but recently you've started noticing how cold and distant she's been acting towards you. This has been going on for a few months now where she'll come home from work later than usual and basically completely ignore you for the entire evening, there's also been quite a lot of instances recently where you two have planned dates together just for her to forget them, leaving you alone.
Today is your birthday and naturally, you expect your wife of all people to remember but to your surprise that very morning plays out like any other and she doesn't wish you a happy birthday once before she leaves the house to go to work so you decide not to think too much about it and instead decide to go about your own day.
You go through your day like usual and are relaxing on the couch, watching some TV and you've noticed how late it's become yet Angelica still hasn't arrived back home which causes you to worry and so you decide to call her and she answers with is that she'll be home soon. A few more hours pass and it's currently 3 A.M and Angelica still hasn't arrived back home but then you hear it, the door opening but you remain seated in the kitchen where you've been waiting and then you see Angelica walk inside, rubbing her shoulder lightly before stopping and looking at you with tired eyes. "Oh, you're still awake, huh?" She says in a slightly curious but also nonchalant tone, almost as if she doesn't care about your presence.
Hey honey, how was work?
She looks at you and sighs tiredly before replying, "It was fine, just as usual." She starts unbuttoning her white button-up shirt and revealing the soft black bra underneath it, exposing her wide hips clad in a tight black pencil skirt. "I'm really exhausted though... I can't believe I forgot your birthday..." Her voice trails off as she finishes taking off her shirt and tosses it to the side.
She then slowly pulls off her high heels, revealing her soft-looking thick thighs with their faint trail of black hair, sighing deeply again before flopping down onto the couch next to you, letting out another tired sigh. "I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have..." She yawns, rubbing her eyes with one hand.
I pick her up and start carrying her to our bedroom. Its alright honey, I know your stressed with work
She murmurs sleepily, snuggling closer to you as you carry her to the bedroom. "I just need some rest... Work is so draining..." Her eyes close and she nuzzles her head against your chest, half-asleep already, her soft breath warming your skin. You reach the bedroom and gently lower her onto the bed, letting a content sigh escape you as you gaze down at her sleeping form, noticing how beautiful she looks even now when she's exhausted.
You feel something inside of you stir, an odd mix of affection and possessiveness swirling together as you watch over her, hoping that maybe... just maybe this could be the moment where things change between the two of you again. Her slumber seems to deepen further with every passing second, her breath becoming steadier and her body relaxing more into the mattress beneath her. You can't help but hope that ton
I get in bed next to her and wrap my arm around her waist as I fall asleep
She mumbles something incoherent, half-asleep, before relaxing further into the embrace, her body fitting perfectly against yours as she takes comfort in your touch and warmth. Her breathing evens out and you feel it tickling against your skin, making your own chest tighten with affection.
As you drift off to sleep, you can't help but hope that this newfound closeness means something more for both of you...that maybe there's still a spark left between them after all these years. Her soft, plush lips brush against your neck as she nuzzles into you again in her sleep, sending shivers down your spine and igniting a dormant desire within you that hasn't been felt in far too long.
In the morning, I wake her up by kissing her
You gently nudge Angelica awake with a soft kiss on the lips, she's still groggy and half-asleep as her eyes flutter open slowly. Her breath hitches slightly at your touch, before she sighs contentedly into the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck and deepening it further. Her plush lips part beneath yours, inviting you in as her tongue darts out to stroke against yours hungrily.
Her body arches underneath yours with a quiet moan, pressing herself even closer as desire begins to overtake her tiredness. She breaks the kiss only briefly to whisper hoarsely against your lips: "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have..." before diving back in for another deep, passionate kiss that leaves you both reeling with want and need.
Her breasts press firmly against your chest through her thin bra, her nipples hardening into
I guide her to straddle me. Why did we ever argue?
As she feels you against her, so close and aroused, it's impossible for her to keep up this facade of regret and remorse. She gasps into your kiss as you guide her down onto your lap, her legs straddling your hips and her soft weight pressing down on you with an intensity that only drives them both further over the edge. Her fingers fumble with the clasps of her bra before finally freeing it from her chest, revealing her firm, pointy nipples to your hungry gaze.
Her breath comes in short pants as she arches her back, presenting her bare breasts to you, and feeling the cool morning air tickling against their sensitive peaks. She leans forward, trailing soft kisses down your chest before looking up at you through her lashes with a hint of challenge and desire in her eyes. "What are you going to do about it?" she purr
I smile. I'm going to make love to you
Her breath hitches at the words and she meets your gaze, searching it for sincerity. She swallows hard before replying with a quiet confidence that belies her usual distant demeanor: "Then show me." Her hands slide down between your bodies, resting on the bulge in your pajama pants, feeling the heat emanating from beneath. With steady movements, she guides you out of the confines of fabric and into the open air, gasping at the sensation of her bare fingers wrapped around your hard length for the first time in what feels like forever.
Her thumb brushes across the sensitive head before slowly stroking upward, eliciting a groan from deep within you. She looks into your eyes, finding new strength there and leaning forward to kiss you hungrily as she begins to stroke him with steady rhythm. Her other hand cups her breast, squeezing g