Last night, my wife and I were up at my mother-in-law's house, going through some old boxes of clothes and other items that we've been storing temporarily while we move to our new house. We had the place to ourselves, as MIL was at a Christmas Day party and wasn't set to be back until well after dark. My wife was getting really bitchy because a number of her clothes aren't fitting her the way she wants, as she's gained five lbs (she's up to 118, no big deal to me but a real issue for her). She was getting more an more annoyed as the evening wore on. Finally, as we were wrapping up, I'd had enough of her pouting, snarky remarks, and self defeating talk (she's gained a little weight before and lost it no problem, plus I think her little muffin top is cute).

I came up behind her, slid my hand up her stomach and grabbed her boobs, finding her ear and saying in a low voice, "I want to make you cum, it's my job to make you happy tonight." I turned her around and kissed her, grabbing her hair and flicking my tongue against hers. "Go wash up." She grinned stupidly and headed for the bathroom.

When she came back, she started dropping her clothes in the floor of the bedroom I've fucked her in for years when we were younger (even the first time I saw her naked was in this very same spot, first time I was even inside a woman, first time I saw her gorgeous bush, etc.). I kept rubbing her between her legs and sucking her nipples, then going back to lightly pulling her hair and kissing her. "I don't care if you gained a few lbs, I still want you. Now."

She got down on her knees in the floor and gave my cock a long lick, looking up at me the whole time. I moaned loudly, partially for her benefit, partially because it felt that good. She popped it in her mouth and began to suck wildly for a few moments. "Get in the bed," I said to her sternly.

She hopped in, sitting back against the pillows and opening her legs, reaching over into her drawer and pulling our her vibrator, which was on her clit in no time. I reached in and grabbed her lube and had my fingers inside her shortly thereafter, to which she bit her lip and let out a muffled moan. Working them in and out, I found the spot she likes and began to stroke it, alternating between hard strokes from side to side to circular motion to even just pressing against her insides and holding it, my free hand working up and down her stomach and squeezing her tits. She had her eyes closed and was breathing hard, then I felt her clench up around my fingers and she started spasming, clearly riding out a long orgasm that lasted for many moments. "I needed that," she said after a few minutes, my fingers still lightly stroking her insides and my free hand massaging her labia gently.

I moved up and kissed her, and stroked her hair. "I want to grab your cock," she said into my ear. I got up so that it was out for her to take, and she did so, stroking furiously. "How do you want it?" I asked her. "I don't know," she said and pouted. "Get on top, then. Squeeze me and make me cum." "Okay," she responded.

She slid her pussy down the shaft of my cock, so hot and tight, and we moved a little bit to get more comfortable. Then she slowly rode me, kissing me wildly. I grabbed her ass and pushed into her harder, grinding a little bit. I was primed to go, so I pushed into her one hard time and started to cum with a grunt. She squeezed me and moved her hips so that she was still milking my cock into her. I came freely into her, grabbed her hair one more time and pressed my forehead to hers as I finished. We were staring into each other's eyes and laughed a little bit. "Feel better?" I asked. "Yeah!" she said.

She went to the shower, I hit the fridge for a snack. I got what I wanted for Christmas, that's for sure. Her pussy is always the best gift.