Well last night was just a typical night. She comes home from work, we eat dinner and lounge around watching TV and I rub her feet and legs. I'm not...thinking about sex, well I always do a bit when she's in pantyhose but I digress. So it's a pretty normal evening and sex is off the table as far as we both are concerned since it is bedtime and we're still downstairs watching TV.So my wife goes upstairs to get ready for bed and I lock the house all up. I go upstairs and she is already in bed. With friends, it is often for coffee and catching up on gossip or ashopping trip. Whatever the reason for the get-together, it is alwaysfun.When I go by myself, it is definitely a time to be remembered fondly.Let me share one of those times with ya'all. It was towards the end of winter, down south, I had plans to attend anoperatic performance with dinner afterwards. When I am "Me", plans canalways change unexpectedly. Dinner afterwards was to be with a very goodfriend who was called out to. Mark made nice and got the same as us instead of holding me to the steak deal. He said just buying was cool enough.We finish up and throw mom a fiver. She said we didn't have to, but I told her work was work ---didn't matter who you were waiting on—besides, I'd get it back in cheerio's :) She just smiled. We get back to our house, and Benji manages to get his big bro to come in and check out my room. He thought it was really cool, being down in the basement n shit. Said he might 'rent' it out. She pulled me closer for some passionate wet kisses. I pulled my member back slowly until I was poised at her entrance again, then slammed home. "Oh God", she gasped. Then I did it again, sloooowly pulling out, then ramming it hard, balls-deep. "Uh uh uh!" she was almost hyperventilating.Truth to tell, I was going from slow and steady to quick ramming in order to keep my ears out. Tent three was really carrying on, the woman crying loudly for her partner to go faster, harder. I was also.