Jack rolled off her without a word. She could feel him beside her, hear him breathing hard, taking long, deep, slow breaths to regain his composure.
Carrie closed her eyes and tried to calm her own breathing. It had been a long night. It had started simply enough. A night away from the kids. They had dropped the kids off at her parents house and come to this hotel for only one night. In the morning, they would have to rise earlier than usual to make it back to her mother's house in time to get the kids ready and get to church but that was still hours away. Carried laid there remembering the evenings events.
First, they had checked in. Then it was down the elevator to have dinner in the three star restaurant. It was the first time they had been to a nice restaurant in over seven years. The last time was a week before Michael's birth. It was now two children later. Then it was back up to the room where they watched a pay-per-view movie that both had wanted to see but one they couldn't take the children to. They had laid on the bed, side by side, just like they did at home every night during Leno. They didn't speak. When the last guest had come out, some band Carrie had never heard of, Jack rolled onto his side facing her and laid his hand on his wife's belly and started rubbing. Carrie turned to look at him and he had softly whispered "I love you" To her. Carrie smiled and told him that she loved him very, very much. The children had stopped them from going out to dinner or the theater or the movies, but it had not squelched their passion for each other. They still made love three times a week. Jack then leaned forward and very gently kissed her lips. It was then that Carrie had reached over and picked up the remote control and turned off the TV. She then just dropped it on the floor and rolled into her husbands arms.
Jack had pulled her to him and held her tight as they kissed. His hands had roamed over her back, through her hair and over her ass. She opened her mouth and his tongue burst into her mouth, exploring and titillating. When his tongue retreated, her tongue darted into his mouth and explored. Jack then rolled her onto her back and rolled on top of her. As they continued to kiss, he straddled her and got up on his hands and knees and made quick work of the buttons going down the front of her baby blue dress. He pulled the dress open, exposing the white cotton bra beneath.
He had stopped when he saw the bra. He had smiled and told her that this coming Christmas, Santa was going to bring her some sexy underwear. She smiled up at him. She knew he would do it to. Jack and her had agreed before they had children that all the money they could manage would go to keeping the children happy. Christmas was the one time of year where they felt it was their right to indulge themselves as well as the children. It wouldn't be much, Carrie knew, Two or three bras, a couple bikini's or a G-string, maybe a teddy or a camisole set. That was it. The rest would go to the children.
Jack didn't worry about removing the white bra, instead he just slid his fingers beneath the elastic bottom and pulled it up to expose Carrie's breasts. He then lowered his head to them and ran his tongue around the nipples. As he did, Carrie pulled his shirt bottom out of his pants and pulled it up, desperately wanting to touch his bare skin. Jack moved from one nipple to the other, licking and gently sucking them each in turn. He then put his face into the valley of her breasts and gently sucked the soft skin there leaving a hickey. Something he had not done since they'd had kids. He considered it immature most of the time. He was always afraid one of the children would see the hickey and ask what caused it. He had simply stopped when Michael hit four years old and did exactly that when he noticed a hickey on his mothers neck. But now, there were no babies. It was to cold outside to be putting on a bikini. They wouldn't see this hickey, not right between her breasts. When Jack raised up, Carrie pulled his shirt over his head. Jack raised his arms over his head and Carrie pulled the shirt off of him and tossed it onto the floor. He leaned
close and told her she was beautiful and kissed her hard on the lips again.
"Jack, the lights." Carrie had said as he pulled her into a sitting position so he could remove the dress from her shoulders. He had shaken his head and told her that he wanted the lights on this time. He wanted to be able to see his beautiful, sexy wife's body. He wanted to be able to see her face as he brought her to orgasm. He peeled the dress off of her top and pulled it down around her waist. He then ripped the bra off over her head and pushed her back down onto the bed as he kissed her again. His hands kneaded and fondled her breasts as he kissed her forehead, then each eye, then her nose, each cheek and finally her lips. He whispered to her again that she was beautiful and sexy and that he loved her more than life itself.
Carrie's mind wandered as he continued kissing his way down her body. She was sidetracked by the lights. She had never been able to become aroused with the lights on. She didn't know why, she just knew that she couldn't. "Jack, I can't. I need the lights off." She had told him as he pushed the dress down further and kissed on her belly. Jack looked up at her. At first, she thought he was mad. Instead of yelling though, he gave a low growl and kneeled between her spread legs. He lifted the skirt of her dress and grabbed one of her legs and pulled it up even with his chest... He pulled the black, leather, high heeled shoe off of the foot and tossed it on the floor. He then dropped her leg and then did the same with the other leg. He then slid his hands up her legs and her thigh. Carrie's original thought was that he was going to remove her panties and wasn't going to worry about what she said. He slid his fingers into the elastic waistband of the black tights she was wearing and slid them down her left leg and then her right. Jack held them up and smiled as if they were a reward of some sort. He then laid the skirt of her dress back down over her legs and crawled back up to her and told her he had an idea about how they could both get what they wanted. He then laid the black tights over her eyes. Carrie didn't object, unsure whether his idea would work. She was willing to give it a try though, for him. She sat up on the bed. Jack folded the tights in half and then wrapped them around her head, covering her eyes. She couldn't see a thing. Jack wrapped the long tights around her head one more time before tying them on the side of her head, just above her ear. He then laid her back down and kissed her again.
Carrie felt his hands running over her body as he gently kissed her over and over again. He moved back down to kneel between her knees, Carrie willingly lifted her hips and he slid the dress down and off her legs. Carrie could no longer see what he was doing. She felt his fingers return again to her waist and soon, her white cotton panties were also gone. She was now naked and blindfolded. Jack laid himself down on her right side and began whispering in her ear. Telling her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her. His right hand, freely roamed her body. From rubbing her soft cheeks, down over her breasts and belly and finally into the bush of hair at her hips and then between her thighs. Each spot he touched he would comment on. How soft her cheeks were, how pretty her lips were, how soft the skin on her shoulders was, how wonderful her breasts were even after giving birth and nursing three kids, how good her pussy felt and how hot and wet her cunt felt. Carrie was getting more turned on by the second. She realized then that the ad lib blindfold was working. She was getting turned on and, she assumed, the lights were still on. Carrie laid there listening to his soft whispers and enjoying his soft touch on her body. He knew every inch of her body. He knew exactly how and where to touch her to send shock waves through her body. She was sure he touched everyone of her sensitive spots as he gently rubbed her; the side of her neck, the back of her ears, the clavicle of her shoulders, her breasts, the skin on the side of her slight paunch at her stomach, a result of giving birth to three children, the small area where the elastic band of her panties rested, the insides of her thighs and finally, her cunt lips and her clit.
Jack gave no warning of it when his finger slid between her pink cunt lips and searched for her small clit. He rubbed it and tickled it and Carrie's mind was blown once again, by his magic fingers. His fingers were the first part of any man she had been with to bring her to an orgasm. It was while they were dating. They had gone to a movie, "The Crow" starring Brandon Lee, and they had sat in the back, like all couples did. Usually all they would do is kiss, this night though things had gone a little further. His hand had gone under her skirt and rubbed her thighs. They had not been intimate yet at this point, he slid his hand up to her soft silk bikini and rubbed her. She hadn't stopped him, she had become quite turned on by it as a matter of fact. When he pushed the leg of her panties aside and slid a finger between her cunt lips, Carrie had jumped a little. Jack calmed her down but his finger never moved from between her cunt lips. They began kissing again and he found her clit and rubbed. Right there in that theater, after only about ten minutes of Jack rubbing her, her eyes had rolled into her head and she fought not to scream as wave after wave rolled through and over her body. When it was done, she was covered in sweat and breathing hard. It was the first time any man had ever brought her to orgasm. Jack laughed and made fun of her other lovers when she told him this weeks later after he had proposed to her. By that time, they had made love many times, in the theater and in their beds. As well as on his kitchen floor, her living room floor, in his car and once in a friends den while a party went on around them. She had dubbed them his "Magical fingers" because he was talented when it came to bringing her to an orgasm with them. Before they married, she learned that his "magic Fingers" came as a set. Along with his magical tongue and lips and his wonderful penis. He had brought her to orgasm with each of them before they ever married. Carrie never understood how anyone could deem that kind of pleasure as a sin!
Jack's finger continued to rub her small clit. He continued to kiss on her, whispering to her between each kiss. Carrie could feel her level rising. She began moaning uncontrollably. Her fingers dug at the sheets of the bed. She went higher and higher. She could feel herself about to orgasm when his fingers vanished. She opened her eyes to see what had happened, but all she saw was blackness thanks to the black tights that he had wrapped around her eyes. She asked him why he stopped. His only response was that he didn't want her to orgasm quite yet. He wasn't finished with her. He kissed her once more and told he loved her and told her to lay still. Carrie felt Jack roll off the bed and listened. She heard him pull the belt off from around his waist. A second later she heard a zipper. He was removing his pants. She got a little hotter and wetter thinking he was going to fuck her soon. She smiled as she heard his pants fall in a pile on the floor. A second later she felt the bed give under his weight as he got back on the bed.
Jack didn't lie down beside her this time though. Instead he crawled between her spread legs and laid down. She felt his fingers first as he spread her cunt lips. She smiled and bit her bottom lip as she realized what he was doing. Then his tongue found her clit and circled it. "Oh God Jack!" She cried and he sucked her clit between his lips. Then a finger penetrated her and he began to finger fuck her slow and gentle. He released her clit from his lips and licked her hot, wet cunt. Carrie's hands moved on their own and slid into his hair. Jack had other plans though and told her to put her hands up over her head and to hold onto the brass headboard. Carrie did as she was told and grabbed the brass headboard and he began eating her again. Using his lips and his tongue on her. Finger fucking her at the same time. Carrie couldn't help herself, within two minutes her hands were off the headboard and in his hair again. This time, Jack took command of things. He got up, leaving her alone again. She started to ask where he was going but before she could, she felt him beside her. He ordered her once again to hold the brass headboard. She did as she was told. At that point, she would do anything to keep him happy. To make sure he didn't stop. Carrie grabbed the headboard and felt him wrap something around one of her wrists. She easily identified the fabric, it was his shirt. He tied the shirt around her wrist, then fed the rest of the shirt through the brass headboard and then tied her other wrist. She was now blindfolded and her arms were tied down.
Jack kissed her once more, told her he loved her very much and begged her indulgence just for a little while. She gave him her full attention as he once again, climbed between her legs. Jack then began driving her crazy. He finger fucked her harder and harder as he continued to lick and suck on her hot cunt. He drove her right to the edge of an orgasm before, like before, he stopped. But he was to late this time and Carrie had a small orgasm even as Jack climbed on top of her. He kissed her again and slid his solid erection between her cunt lips and drove it deep inside her warm, wet cunt. "Oh Jack!" Carrie screamed again. He pushed into her completely and began fucking her very, very slowly. Slowly pulling out almost completely before pushing in again, just as slowly. He kissed her lips and neck and told her how good she felt and Carrie begged for more.
Jack fucked Carrie for more than thirty minutes straight. Bringing her to three orgasms before he finally came and rolled off of her. She listened as he took slow deep breaths. "Are you okay Jack?" She asked. In response he rolled onto his side and kissed her cheek. He told her he was fine. Just resting. She then asked if he was going to untie her now. She heard him laugh as his hand started running down her body again. Then he told her he had a few more plans before he would untie her. He kissed her lips and rolled back on top of her. This time though, he didn't lay on top of her, instead he straddled her on his knees and moved up until he was straddling her chest, his knees almost in her armpits. Carrie didn't need instructions, she lifted her head up and opened her mouth and he slid his semi-hard cock between her lips. She could taste their juices on his cock but she began to suck anyway. She could feel his cock getting harder and swelling in size and length in her mouth. She sucked in as much as she could. She had done this many times before for Jack. Within five minutes, Jack's cock was solidly engorged one more time and he pulled it out of her mouth. He then quickly untied one of her wrists, got off of her and rolled her onto her stomach. He then re-tied the free wrist and ordered her onto her knees. She obeyed and within seconds he was behind her and taking her once more. Pushing into her fully and completely and then slowly moving his hips from side to side. The tip of his cock hitting sensitive spots inside her making her moan and then scream as he brought her to orgasm again. It took only twenty minutes before Jack exploded inside her again. Carrie then collapsed onto the bed. Jack collapsed on top of her.
Jack rolled off of her without a word. She could feel him beside her, hear him breathing hard, taking long, deep, slow breaths to regain his composure.
Carrie closed her eyes and tried to calm her own breathing. It had been a long night.