"Jeez, Lily," he gasped as he came up for air. "My head, jeez, put the damn club down."
Lily, realizing that she was still grasping the golf club, turned red and flung the six iron from her.
"Lily, jeez, careful. Those irons cost me a fortune," complained Scott. They then stood and looked at each other, beginning to recognize the total absurdity, the idiotic incongruity of the whole situation. Lily then, despite her fears, giggled. She quickly put a hand over her mouth in horror, apprehension in her eyes. Scott blinked, blinked again and tried to suppress a grin, failed and let a chuckle escape him. In wasn't long before they were both holding each other, howling with laughter.
Wiping tears from his eyes, Scott then held Lily to him and, his voice low, murmured softly. "Honey, we have to talk, we really have to talk."
"I know, sweetheart, I know," Lily answered dreamily. "I know that that's important... but something is even more important now." Lily then shook the robe from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She stood there, nude, and slowly sank to her knees. She reached up to his fly and attempted to lower his zipper. Grasping her hand, Scott just shook his head,
"Please, Scott. I want to do this. I really need to do this, plus, for some odd reason, I'm horny as hell. Don't stop me, Scotty." Slowly his hand released his hold and she then unfastened his trousers and lowered them along with his shorts to the floor. His cock was now hard and throbbing and Lily grasped it by the base and brought the head to her lips, lightly flicking her tongue across the smooth skin.
Lily suddenly engulfed him totally, her nose buried in his pubic hair. She slowly moved back, almost allowing him to slip from her lips and then buried him in her throat again. Scott moaned and, despite himself, sank to the floor, disengaging himself from his wife's mouth.
"It's been too long, Lily. I'm ready to... explode," he stammered. Lily quickly shed him of his clothing and moved into his arms. She felt his throbbing erection against her belly and moved sensually against him, smearing the lubrication leaking from him across her flesh. Kissing him then passionately again, she mounted Scott, shifted slightly and with almost no effort, felt him slip effortlessly into her steaming pussy.
Lily sat still for a moment, gazing into her husband's eyes. "Scotty, I love you. I love you with all my heart and I'll spend the rest of my life proving that to you." With those words she began to slowly raise and lower herself, feeling Scott slide in and out of her while holding her hands steady on his chest and keeping her eyes locked onto his. They were both much too aroused to last very long and as Scott moaned, Lily felt him pulse deep within her which triggered her own orgasm. She lay atop him for a few brief moments in post orgasmic bliss and then shifted to his side, letting his arms enfold her.
After awhile, Lily rose to her feet pulling Scott along with her. "Let's go, honey. Let's go upstairs to our bedroom. I said that I would spend the rest of my life proving my love for you, and that begins tonight." Scott smiled down at her and hand in hand they ascended the stairs.
The early morning sun, creeping past the window blinds, woke Lily. She stretched and gazed lovingly at her husband lying beside her. Her eyes teared momentarily, recognizing how close she had come to losing him because of her stupid temper. Quietly she got out of bed and moved to the bathroom where she peed and then took a quick shower. Drying herself, she had a thought, grinned and tossed the towel aside. She tiptoed quietly back to the bed and gently lowered herself, scooting next to Scott.
Lily examined his strong, naked body and felt herself getting moist. His penis was lying flaccidly along his thigh. She reached and ran her finger along the ridge of it's head and almost giggled as she saw it twitch. Taking the entire length in her hand she squeezed it gently. She felt it start to swell a bit and then quickly moved down and engulfed it, feeling it grow to it's full length in her mouth.
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