Cuckquean Christmas

This year for Christmas we decided we'd give each other experiences. We have stuff, too much of it. We'd been married for nearly 20 years now and we both would have to come up with something that would be memorable, meaningful, to each other.

I had booked us a quaint cabin in the woods for the holidays, set in beautiful surroundings with a sweeping vista out the front bay window, complete with a fireplace, but with all amenities you'd want. A nice well equipped kitchen so I could make us terrific meals, a beautiful tv with all streaming services to just curl up and watch movies at night. Something we'd always loved, but never got to do much anymore with our hectic schedules. We had both taken the week off, so it would be just a relaxing experience for us both, but hopefully more so for her, as her job had become harder and more stressful after all the layoffs. Hopefully this would be a balm, a salve to heal some of the stress she'd be feeling.

And hopefully rekindle our sex life, which had been waning, as it does, but more so lately. We seemed to have been just fitting it in when we had moments, but those moments seemed to be getting farther apart.

My idea at first was to just get her in a car and surprise her by just driving there. But as the weeks wore on after I had booked the place and and the job turmoil mounted, I felt she needed something to look forward to. So I told her one night as we were having breakfast.

"Oh my god, really!" She sat there in stunned disbelief. "That, that is fucking perfect. Oh babe..."

Tears seemed like they were beginning to well.

"I really can't wait babe, I mean, with all..." She got up and walked over to me from where she was sitting at the counter, hugging me hard. She stood looking into my eyes. "We are going to have the best time!"

She leaned over to kiss me. Soft at first, then she leaned in hard, our tongues entangled. It had been a while since I'd felt that kind of passion from her. Closing in on 20 years of marriage, in our 40's, life had gotten in our way, passion seemed like a memory now. But here in this moment, it felt rekindled again.

"Hmmmm looks like someone liked that kiss." She purred, slowly stroking my half erect cock through my pants as a sat on the counter stool. She glanced at the clock. "Too bad we don't have time babe. But maybe just..." She began to unbuckle my pants.

"Um, Barb, I don't think..."

"That's right, don't think." She quipped.

Barb finished opening my pants and pulled my cock out.

"Hmmmmm I haven't paid enough attention to this lately have I?" And she slowly started stroking me. "Ummm let me do this..." She sank her mouth on my cock. Her spit gliding down my shaft. "Hmmm there, nice and wet. Remember all those handjobs I would give you? All the inappropriate places? Aaaaah yeah that restaurant, when the waitress caught us, and watched. Baby you remember?"

Her stroking began to quicken. "Humph, yes baby...um...ugh, yes."

"I would make you come, babe. When you were driving, my girlfriend in the backseat sleeping? Uh that was hot right?" All I could do was shake my head. "We could be soooo nasty. Uuuuum I loved fucking jerking you off, onto my tits, that time on the beach, I just wore your come on me baby, hmmmmm yes... or fucking having you come on my clothes. Do you, fuck, do want to come on these work clothes, stain them baby...fuck, when you would come on me..."

She talked dirty like this in years. What used to be a big part of our sex life had disappeared.

She stepped towards me, not stopping stroking me, unzipping the back of her grey wool pants with one hand, shimming them down her legs until they lay in a puddle on the floor.

"Do you remember I would have you come in my panties? Uuuuhm, I would wear them all day like that. Fuck so hot babe, let's do it, fuck, come in my little panties!"

She pulled the front of her black silken panties away from her body. "Right here! I want to feel your come all day! She shifted her hand to point my cock between her skin and the fabric. "Come baby, come baby, coooome for me!"

"Aaaaah fuck Barb, fuck yes!" I exploded, come filling the gusset of her panties, streaking her legs. She let go of my cock, licked her hand, collected the streaks on her legs and sucked the come off her fingers. She stroked her pussy through the darkening fabric of her panties.

"Hmmmm lover, I'll be edging myself all day. Be prepared to fuck me silly when I get home." She said in a low guttural purr.

With that she kissed my lips, pecked a kiss on my softening cock, pulled up her pants, gabbed her bag and walked out the door.

I sat there with my cock hanging out of my pants. I this point wasn't sure if this experience present would be more beneficial to her or me.

We had a month before we would actually go to our cabin in the woods. But Barb would talk about her plans for that week away incessantly. Not in a bad way mind you, but in an excited banter that could spill out at anytime. There were occasions when I'd be passing by the bathroom and she would yell out question or idea. We talked about the food we would eat, she did research on winter trails, what we could do if it snowed. And we talked, for the first time in a long time about sex. And it could get dirty. Sometimes she would whisper in my ear at inappropriate times what she wanted to do to me, or what she wanted me to do to her. The closer the time to us going got, it seemed the dirtier she got.

One night about a week out we were laying in bed, about to go to sleep when she flipped the covers off and straddled me, pulled down her pajama bottoms to reveal her naked pussy, clean shaven with just a small landing strip. "You like?" She asked seductively.

It had been years since she shaved. It was still as hot as when we were in our 20's. Back then she was up for anything an often the instigator of our shenanigans. Now in our 40's, she was still hot. Gone were here long flowing black hair, replaced by a short cut with streaks of gray. We were still relatively fit, with a little extra padding, at least for me, but she was still hot. Our desire for each other would ebb and flow as it does in marriages. But right now, with her straddling me, pjs pulled down mid-thigh, her lightly stroking the lips of her pussy.

"Ugh babe, a whole week of being able to fuck whenever we want, hmmmmm however we want." And she leaned back a bit, strumming her clit. "Uh, do you, uh, mind if I fuck myself, hmmm, right here, hmmmmm..." She slid one finger inside her cunt. "Hmmm baby, yeeees, fuck, I'm, I'm not going to let you fuck me, uh, fuck me until we get there." She slid another finger inside. "No, none, for. You. Fuck, fuuuuuuck!" And she tilted over the edge, pulling her fingers out to rub her clit as she squirted over my chest, her body convulsing. "Fuck, when was the last time I did that?" She panted, feeling my now wet t-shirt. "Don't you dare change that shirt, I want you to sleep in it baby. With my juice drying on you." She then bent over to kiss me hard and passionately. "Hmmmm, I bet your cock is hard now right? I bet you need soooo badly to get off...do you want to come baby, do you"

My throat was dry. I was having trouble speaking as her face hung over mine. She reached back and felt my cock through my sweatpants. "Hmm, um yes babe, yes I do."

"Good! And she jump off me and laid on her back on her side of the bed. "No fucking! Remember? Just fucking straddle me baby. Jerk that cock, fucking come on me you fuck."

I jumped up, placed my knees over her abdomen, pushed down my sweatpants and grabbed my cock. "Is this what you want, me fucking jerking to you?"

"Uuuuugh yes, come on me so I can sleep with it all over me. "Do you want to see my fucking tits baby, hmmmm look at my tits

while you stroke that dick of yours." She pushed up her button down pajama top over her gorgeous tits and slowly kneading them, pulling at her nipples at intervals. "Hmmmm baby you like it, you want to come all over them? Please baby, come all over them!"

Her tits we're still magnificent, god so hot. They were bigger than her clothes sometimes would let on. She loved them sucked, and bitten when we had sex. Loved having them fondled, her nipples pinched hard, the way she was doing now for me to watch.

"I bet you want to fuck me! Stick that cock in my hole. But you can't, I'm denying you baby. God I love watching you stroke it over me. Please, please just come on me, drench these tits."

Her dirty talk was driving me over the edge.

"Yes babe, fuuuuuuuuck, yes. YES, here it comes...uuuuuuggh!"

It was the hardest I'd come in quite a while. I tried to control where the come would land but my orgasmic convolutions wouldn't let me. The first rope arched up and onto her bunched up top. The last four or five soaking her tits and the last streaking her stomach.

"Ooooh fuck baby, so, so much come, fuuuuck over me! Hmmmm how did you reach my fucking face! Oooh fuck! Hmmmm and aaaall over my tits, hmmmm I just love rubbing it into my skin. Fuck yes, ugh, I'm not washing any of this off me, juuust sleeping with it." She grabbed my hand off my cock and licked the come that had coved it. "Hmmm, ugh, ummmmgh, so good." She then pushed me off her, pulled down her come stained top, pulled up her bottoms. "Uh, if I wasn't so tired I'd flick my bean to another orgasm."

"Night baby." She said in her tired voice. "We're going to fuck so hard that week!" And she pulled up the covers and rolled away to fall asleep.

This was how it played out for the next few days leading up to our week away. Lots of teasing and dirty talk leading to mostly denial. Something had awakened in my wife that I hadn't seen in many years. It was fun, and I felt like that couple we were back when we first were dating and newly married.

Three days before we were scheduled to leave, Barb dropped a bit of a bomb, well, maybe not a bomb, but definitely a curve ball, for our plans. She sat me down that night after work with a serious look.

"Baby we have to talk about something concerning our trip." She looked nervous. All I could assume is she had to cancel, or pull back her time because of work. I was trying not to get angry before she spoke. "So, um, you know how much I've been looking forward to this trip. I mean really looking forward to everything. So, um, you see..."

"Just spit it out Barb." Still trying not to let my feelings of dread leak into my voice.

"Well, I might have, um, it was with the best of intentions, really. Oh I hope I haven't ruined anything. I just felt bad..."

I was utterly confused at this point. "Babe just tell me."

Weeeell I kind of, um, you remember Annie right? My ex-intern, from, um, last summer?"

"Yes Barb, but what does this have to do to..."

"I, um, kind of...ya know, she going through a real hard time now, parents are getting divorced, boyfriend just broke off their engagement, um, she lost her job, she's really a mess, ya know."

"Baaarb, what did you do?" I said letting a little irritation slip into my voice.

"IIIIIII sort of invited her to come along with us...I mean, she was going to be alone for Christmas and everything, and you know, I'm really worried about her and..."

"Ugh Barb, really...really." I stopped. Took a breath, or two, just to mull over the situation in my head. I had only met Annie a few times. She seemed nice enough. I knew Barb had cared about her a lot. More than the other interns she'd had.

"I know, I know, did I ruin everything? I did right?" And tear ran down her face.

I sat in silence. Took another breath.

"No babe, you didn't. I'm a bit disappointed that we won't have quite the time away that we planned. But I get it. Really." I took yet another deep breath. "It was very nice and caring of you." I meant it too. Barb had a way of thinking about others and putting them before herself. As disappointed as I was that it wasn't going to be the love fest I thought we were going to have, it would be fine.

"Don't worry, we'll still fuck! Really we will. When I looked at the pictures of the cabin the other bedroom is on the other side of...We, we can fuck right now if you want, hell, right here in the table." And she started pulling her blouse out of her work skirt.

"Barb, slow down, it's fine..."

"Nope, I'm getting you hard and fucking you, no more torturing you." She looked dead serious as she pulled her shirt off and undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She began caressing her breasts seductively, pinching her nipples. She took to two steps toward me and grabbed my cock through my pants. "Hmmmm I see someone is already hard." She said rubbing my cock. "Just fuck me baby, just fuck me hard!"

With that she pulled her skirt up around her waist, pushed down her tights, turned to put her hands on the table, showing me her beautiful ass clad only in a thong. She turned her head back to me.

"Do it! Fuck your disappointment out of me baby. Just fuck me!"

She loved being fucked partially clothed. She laid her naked torso flat on the table, raising her ass higher in the air.

I walked the few steps over to her, unbuckling my pants as I did.

"I hear you unbuckling your pants you fucker! Give me your co..."

I swatted my hand down onto her ass.

"Ugh yes, spank me! I deserve...."

I slapped the beautiful ass three more times. She then reached back and pulled the thong aside, exposing herself to me.

"Fuuuuuck this pussy!" She screamed.

I pulled my cock out, lined up and pushed it straight in. She was so wet already that it slipped right in. It seemed like forever since I felt her pussy around my cock.

"Uuuuugh yes so good baby, fuck me hard!"

I grabbed her hips and began to fuck her hard as she laid splayed across the table. God she was so hot. I fucked like this for was felt like forever.

"Fuuuuuuuck yes! Use my pussy baby! It's just for you, yes, yes...Fuck pull my hair, please pull..."

I grabbed a fist full of her short brunette hair and she arched back to an almost standing position. I let go of her hair and reached around her with both my hands to cup each breast, still fucking her from behind. I buried my face in her neck and bit down.

"Uuuuuugh yes mark me baby, I'm fucking yours! Harder, fuck me harder...yeeeeeeees." She screamed as she went over the edge. I pushed her back onto the table, thrusting hard.

"Fuuuuck I'm going to come babe!"

As soon as I said that she pushed me back, disengaged, dropped to her knees and stuck my dick in her mouth. I started to explode, the first shot into her mouth, but then she pulled it out, spraying the rest on her face.

"Hmmmmm yes, all over my fucking face. Aaauuugh you love this don't you." She panted as she rubbed my cock on her face.

I looked down at her in awe. She had never let me intentionally do that. It was one of those lines we had never crossed. She stood up, took a step back and leaned on the table. She looked directly in the eyes as she scrapped come off her cheek into her mouth with one one finger.

"Hmmmm how do I look baby. I don't know why we had never done this before? Hmmm it feels so...so fucking slutty."

"You look gorgeous love. Just gorgeous!" I was all smiles as I looked at her.

She kept her promise after that day. There was a lot of teasing, a text with a risqué picture, parading around the apartment in just her panties, or an email with a porn link. But no fucking, not even an orgasm between us. Well, not one we have each other anyway. She hadn't been worked up like this in years. It was fun. And exciting. But I just didn't know how we were pulling this off with another person around. She kept promising it would be fine, that it might even be kind of a turn on sneaking around, having sex with someone else in the cabin. I took her word for it and stopped pressing. I knew she felt a bit bad for inviting her former intern, even if she had a good heart reason for the invite.

Waiting for the day we were leaving for the trip seemed like forever. Barb's work only got more frustrating, but the day finally arrived for us to leave. We were just finishing packing our bags, with Barb showing off some of the sexy lingerie and outfits she had bought for the week, when the door buzzer went off.

"That must be Annie!" Barb squealed as she raced over to the door button to buzz her in. "Can you get the door love so I can finish here?"

"Sure babe, I got it."

I had been mentally preparing myself to not sound disappointed, or angry, or aggravated, when I met Annie again before the trip. Although I was feeling all three, I decided to try make the best of it. I opened the door with Annie standing there on the other side.

"Hi!" She sang out. "And, oh my god, thank you so, so much for this! It's so amazing that, I just really, really hope I won't, um, you know, be in anyway, um, I just really hope you are ok with, um, you can totally just send me away." And she finally took a breath. "It's just been such a hard..."

My heart melted and I cut her off before I finished. "It's more than fine Annie, we're glad you're coming with us. It's Christmas, the more the merrier!" I said, trying hard to believe it. There must be some Karma points at least. I moved out of the way as she dragged her bag behind her with one hand and the other filled with tote bags.

I had forgotten how cute Annie really was. A petite, short, probably no bigger that 5 foot two, medium blonde hair cascading about her shoulders. She shook off her coat and placed on one of the chairs by the table. She was in leggings that hugged her body and a cropped top sweater bearing her toned midriff.

"Annie!" Barb shouted as she burst out of the bedroom, giving her an giant hug and kissing her check. "Oh I'm so glad to see you!"

"You too Barbra!" She was probably the only person who called her by her full first name. "I was just telling your husb.."

"I know, I heard and no problem at all, we're really looking forward to having you, really!"

"Thanks, thanks so much, it would have been, well, not great if..."

"You don't need to say another word about it!" My wife cooed maternally.

"Well girls, we better get going if we are going to beat the traffic out of Brooklyn."

We piled into the car with Barb taking the front seat and Annie in the back, sequestered to the passenger side by the abundance of bags. The ride upstate flew by as the girls caught up, advice for Annie was dished out and the general holiday cheer bounced around the car. Barb streamed Christmas music as we rode and Annie's bubbly-ness was infectious. And Barb never stopped her teasing. She'd brush her hand across my cock whenever she thought she'd get away with it, silently played porn on her phone and would show it to me surreptitiously and would flash me her lace panty clad pussy under her short skirt. Maybe this week wouldn't be the disappointment I had envisioned.

We arrived at the cabin just past check-in at 2:00. It was as charming as the pictures had shown. The owners had set up a Christmas tree, there was a fire already going in the fireplace and a nice bottle of wine waiting for us when we arrived. It was bigger than I imagined. And indeed the bedrooms where on opposite sides of the cabin, with the kitchen and living room in between. After we unloaded the car, put our things in our bedrooms and unloaded the food we had brought, we all settled down for a glass of wine in front of the fireplace. Barb sidled up close to me on the couch and Annie sat in the comfy chair across from us. We talked and laughed and as we finished the first glass I could feel Barb getting friskier by the minute.

Annie must have picked up on it too, because she chirped "Hey, they left us with a trail map. I think I need some fresh air before the sun goes down!" She hopped off the chair as she danced into the kitchen to grab the map and put her coat on.