” I ordered. She moved slowly. She crawled onto her bed and I stood behind her. I placed a hand on her ass and she flinched and tensed up. “… do...’t worry, I’m not gonna put it in your ass again.” Her body relaxed a bit. “Sorry for that by the way…. I’m not that kind of guy… usually” I really did feel bad about it. I rubbed the head of my cock against her pussy lips and pulled her back towards me, I slid right in. She made a slight gasp, if I didn’t know any better I’d say she liked the way that. A smile came across my face as I looked up to answer."Why yes, Sid, why do you ask?" I replied in a polite voice, with a slightly curious inflection."Because over the past two months, my wife has become, how shall I say it, a completely different woman in the boudoir! She suddenly appears to actually enjoy herself when we have sex, and has developed several skills and tastes that she didn't have before; and that I know I didn't teach her."Sid reflected for a minute, before I interrupted his. Thinking she was asleep I was pleased when she pushed back against my cock. Putting my hand on the crease of her hip pulling towards me at the same time grinding my cock against her. She slipped a hand between us gripping my numb cock through my pants. Running my hand over her thigh, I searched between her legs. Sudden shocking all my senses giving me information at the same time. Hand too rough, smell not right. Someone else's erect penis in my hand. Shocked confused, turned on all at the. Little Head liked what he saw, but Big Head overruled. Finally, I stood up and said, "Thanks for making the tea. I'm going to lay some more flooring," and started moving the chipboard sheets into the area that would be the spare bedroom.Sarah didn't move and I asked her if the weather had calmed down a bit. She said that it had and that she would set off in a few minutes.When she took my cup and said goodbye, she actually smiled. It was a warm smile and such a contrast to her normal scowl that.