“Excuse me? Excuse me?”

The shop assistant’s voice brought Mandy back to reality. Her mind had been drifting again, lost in thought at what she had planned for that evening.

“Sorry,” Mandy murmured, pulling out her card to pay for the groceries and a few other little treats for later.

She spent the whole car journey home thinking through her plan, and wondering at what had led her here. It had been 6 years. Over half a decade of relatively happy married life with Luke. But in the last year something had changed. There had been no single moment, no event that had led to this, just a long, gradual decline in their sex lives. The love was still there, Mandy told herself, but the lust was not.

By the time she had put away the shopping she went upstairs to shower. She took her time, washing her hair and body in scented soaps and shampoos. She was proud of her body, even if Luke did not seem to appreciate it anymore. Whilst some of her friends saw aging as the enemy, she had found herself really growing into womanhood. Her boobs had grown and rounded, but were not yet saggy, and her bum had filled out nicely. Sometimes she felt like she could lose a few pounds around the belly, but from the way men stared at her when they thought she wasn’t looking, she knew she must be attractive. Did Luke know it too?

Feeling clean and fresh, Mandy browsed her lingerie for something cute to wear. She settled on something simple, something she knew Luke would like, a matching red bra and thong that left little to the imagination. As she admired her soft, sumptuous curves in the full-length mirror, remembering better days with her husband, she felt a small bubble of arousal rise up in her. She squeezed her breasts. She pinched her nipples. They felt good in her hands, and the way she played with them sent shivers through her body. It was not long before her hands had wandered downwards, and before she knew it she was rubbing her pussy on the outside of her thong.

She moaned softly.

Her hands roamed more desperately, and soon she was lying on the bed, legs apart, thong pushed to one side, masturbating like she had never masturbated before.

Her pussy was wet with arousal, and as her fingers entered it made a slick, satisfying sound. She stayed there for a while, one hand alternating between her pussy and clit, the other squeezing and pinching her nipples.

Lust seized her, and she rolled onto her front, face down on the bed, ass up in the air. As she continued to rub her clit, she brought her other hand around to her firm, round ass. The warm juices from her pussy provided ample lubrication, and her finger slipped in, filling her nicely.

Moans became groans as her fingers went to work. She felt so exposed with her ass in the air, so sexy in the red underwear, and so horny as she heard the wetness between her legs every time her fingers moved in and out.

She could feel the orgasm building, a surge of overwhelming pleasure beginning to wash over her. She knew it was coming, it was inevitable now, and she moaned deeply as she felt herself pass the threshold, her fingers working frantically as they flicked over and around her clit, and in and out of her ass, again and again and-

“Mandy?”

She opened her eyes and whirled around to see her husband standing in the doorway.

“Luke,” she began. “What are you doing home so early?”

She stayed on the bed, her face flushed with embarrassment. But her body ached to be touched. She had been so close.

“I finished early,” Luke explained, looking slightly embarrassed himself. “I was going to surprise you.”

Really looking at him now, Mandy noticed Luke had been for a haircut. His beard was trimmed short. It had been a long time since he had made such an effort on his appearance. Her eyes lingered on him, on the way his shirt clung to his broad shoulders and strong arms. He had grown a bit of a belly, but Mandy had never found that unattractive. If anything the opposite. And it mattered even less when her eyes landed on the bulge just below it. Luke was as hard as a rock.

“Looks like it was me who surprised you,” she said sheepishly. Her eyes locked onto his. She deliberately looked down to his bulge again, bit her lip seductively and placed her hand over her pussy. Slowly, she looked back at his eyes as she started to rub her pussy. Something passed between them. Unspoken, but undeniable.

“Mandy?” Luke began, removing his tie.

“Yes, Luke?” Mandy answered, coming up onto her knees and grabbing one of her boobs.

“Go back to her how you were,” he asked calmly, unbuttoning his shirt. “Exactly how you were.”

Mandy was caught off guard. Did he really want this?

Her hesitation was brief, for her arousal was immense, and she turned away from Luke, feeling more horny than awkward, and bent over on the bed, her ass raised into the air, giving her husband a clear view of her pussy and ass.

“I said exactly as you were,” Luke growled playfully.

Mandy smiled to herself, and returned her hands to where they had been the moment Luke had interrupted her. She pulled her thong to one side. She was still wet from earlier, and the sounds of her arousal soon filled the room as she began to play with both her holes.

“Jesus, you look so fucking hot right now, Mandy.”

Luke’s praise only turned Mandy on more, and she shivered in anticipation when she felt the bed move. Luke climbed up behind her and grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them apart. For a while he seemed to just watch as Mandy pleasured herself.

“Stop,” Luke ordered. “Let me taste my wife.”

The moment her hands were away, Luke dove in, burying his face into the wet warmth of her pussy. Mandy gripped the bed sheets, revelling in the way her husband devoured her from behind, his mouth and tongue lapping up her pussy and clit whilst a finger played with her asshole.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” was all she could say, and when she felt the orgasm returning Luke did not let up.

She tensed up and moaned loudly as it took over her body, wave after wave of pure pleasure.

“Fuuuck,” she cried, and still Luke did not stop.

She had to grab his hair, the stimulation was almost becoming too much. Finally, he relented.

As Luke pulled away, Mandy used the time to recover. She breathed hard, her face still down on the bed.

And then she felt it. Luke’s long, hard cock tapping her ass cheeks, spreading precum across them. Instantly Mandy’s arousal returned; this was what she had wanted all along. Her husband’s cock deep inside her.

She pulled her ass cheeks apart, giving Luke free access, and wiggled her bum in invitation. Not that he needed one.

Placing one hand on his wife’s hips, he used the other to guide his cock into her soaking wet pussy. He filled her, pausing for a moment with his cock completely buried, and then he pulled out slowly, just so the tip was about to slip out, before sliding all the way back in.

“Fuuuck,” Mandy approved, enjoying every inch of him.

“Fuck, I’ve missed this,” Luke muttered as he slowly slid his cock in and out of his wife.

“Every day,” Mandy ventured. “We do this every day from now on.”

“Deal,” Luke agreed. And then he placed both hands on her waist, gripped her tight and began to fuck her like he used to.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Mandy moaned as he took her from behind. Each thrust was more pleasurable than the last.

Luke spanked her ass cheek, prompting a shrill cry of delight from Mandy.

“Play with your ass,” Luke demanded, “it was so hot watching you do it earlier.”

Mandy did not need to be told twice, and she let go of one her ass cheeks and began to play with her asshole. Luke was now holding her ass apart, allowing her to circle around the hole before slipping a finger in. The thought of Luke watching her finger her asshole as he pounded her pussy from behind tipped her over the edge, and she started to cum. Hard.

As her pussy tightened, it gripped Luke’s cock even tighter.

“I’m going to cum,” he warned, still thrusting hard.

“Cum in me, Luke,” Mandy cried. “Cum in your wife’s pussy. Cum for me. Cum for me please.”

They came together. Spurts of cum filled Mandy as her pussy clamped around Luke’s cock. It felt like the biggest orgasms of their lives, a year of sexual frustration washed away by a tide of their hot, sticky juices.

When it was finally over Luke slumped over Mandy, and together they fell forwards onto the bed.

“Wow,” was all Luke could say.

“Wow,” Mandy agreed.

She could feel cum dripping from her pussy, likely all over her red thong and onto the bed sheets. But she did not care. She was content.

They lay together in silence, Luke spooning Mandy from behind.

Mandy was just considering a shower when Luke stirred behind her. He kissed her neck. His hand stroked her arm and grabbed her hips.

His hard cock began to press against her ass.

Mandy purred. They had rediscovered the spark.