The olive drab jockey shorts began to show arousal as Patrini gazed at his wife. He slipped out of his jockey shorts and went to Yolanda. He tried to give her a kiss and a hug but was kept at an eight-inch distance by his erection.
“I can handle this.” Yolanda playfully aimed his manhood skyward so they could move closer and embrace. “I hope you’re starting something you can finish?” Yolanda planted her open-mouthed soft lips onto his. More often than not, the phone would ring right in the middle of their passionate interludes and it would be from the hospital–whether he was on call or not. Patrini would then lose his erection and the entire heat of the moment was chalked up to good husbandly intentions.
“I guarantee it.” Patrini stopped talking as their lips, mouths and tongues merged. He bent slightly at his hips and placed his right arm under her right arm around to her back while at the same time reaching with his left arm under her knees to swoop her up into his arms. They were still kissing when he let her go and dropped her onto the bedspread with her head connecting to a fluffy pillow. Patrini disconnected the phone by removing the plug at its insertion in the telephone receiver. He parted her thighs and positioned himself between them with his arms extended in the “push-up” attitude. Their lips met again. Patrini released his arms and embraced Yolanda with similar body contact as during their prior upright stance. Their heads parted for a moment.
“I love you Cosmo.” Yolanda moaned.
“I love you too dear.” Cosmo breathed into her left ear as their bodies became one.
Yolanda reached her orgasm rapidly and they reversed positions. After she climaxed again, Patrini lifted her from him and then turned her in mid-air so Yolanda was now straddling him but facing the foot of the bed. She continued to moan and reached yet another verbally punctuated orgasm. When she was done, Patrini lifted her up and in one motion rolled Yolanda onto her back again. He re-inserted himself and they rhythmically moved together slowly and then at a fever pitch until they came-off together with what seemed like an eternity of seconds.
They both lay panting side-by-side. Yolanda turned toward her husband and stared into his eyes.
“I’m not complaining dear.” Yolanda’s labored whisper was seemingly affectionate. “But where did all of this vigor come from? We weren’t this passionate before or during our honeymoon. You never carried me over the threshold either, so what’s with the cave-man tactic?”
“It’s just my unrequited love for you, honey.” He produced a lecherous smile.
“Bullshit.” Yolanda still maintained her sweetness. “Did you see something in San Francisco that made you horny?”
“Only the thought of you.” Patrini cooed into her left ear as he placed his left hand over to her right breast.
“I don’t believe this.” Yolanda saw his manhood begin to point to the ceiling.
They made love again but this time Yolanda remained on her back. She climaxed three more times before Patrini and his wife concluded in one more simultaneous explosion.
A fifteen-minute silence and a return to regular breathing transpired before either lover said a word.
“Cosmo, this isn’t like you.”
“Oh? And who, pray tell, is it like?” He smiled and rolled onto his right side to look at her.
“Come on Cosmo.” Yolanda was purring but a growl was beneath the surface. “You’re a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am or else the telephone rings and then we both have to search our memory banks for a fantasy recall of a past romp between the sheets.”
“I think the Rourke episode has given me more of a focus on my husbandly and fatherly duties.” He was indeed a “one-shot jock” and the “fastest gun in the West” when it came to their lovemaking.
“Well, I hope this is the start of a trend?”
“Do you want to find out right now?” He leered into her face.
“Let’s get some sleep.” She smiled and cuddled up to him. Yolanda had mixed feelings as she passed into dreamland. On the one hand, what had just transpired was the most wonderful physical experience of her life. On the other hand, it was totally new behavior for her husband but she loved it. Still more on the other hand, were two haunting questions. Did he learn this from someone else? Was this someone else Megan Pavda?
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