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Hey guys, if you were one of the first 20 or so readers of this chapter you got short changed by me. When I reviewed what I wrote I got all mixed up and thought this section was out of place in the story so I edited out lots of the good stuff. 😂 I thought about it last night and realized my mistake. This morning I repasted the first version because it was the right one. Anyhow, the following is what that section was to look like. At least I'm learning how to find my mistakes, that ought to be worth something huh.

M. Larry

ALONE NOW AND IT’S TIME TO END MARC’S MISERY
I don’t think much time passed from my kid’s leaving the house and us heading for our bedroom. No cups of coffee, snacks, whatever, Marcus took my hand and made sure we didn’t waste any time getting to our room. We have Alexa handle lights, security, whatever he set up for the place. We had stuff to do, and technology took care of the rest. I’ve come to love Alexa; I hope she’s not watching though. Actually, Marc changed her voice to a guys voice, I like that a lot better. It’s a guys world now around here.

We never lock our bedroom door, but that night it got locked. IDK maybe we thought the kid might come back for something and we didn’t need to be interrupted or caught being ourselves. Marc gave him a key to the front door to use while he is here with us, why not. Well if he did came back, we never heard him besides after we set the alarm we’d know for sure someone was in the house. 

I had my turn with him when we got back home, and poor Marcus got to wait for his turn at night and he had big plans for me too. My future husband had a week without sex, and I know what he can deliver on a daily basis, but a whole fucking week huh. As much as I love sucking the tasty salty life outta his dick, I had second thoughts about drowning in a week of his cum. I don’t care how good it makes me feel. Anyway I was pretty sure he had something a lot lower down on my body in mind. I made sure I was squeaky clean before I got in bed with him, I had excused myself and of course he was okay with that, he’s been waiting for a week, and it was in his best interest anyway.

Marc was waiting all naked and hard for me on top of the sheets, all the covers were on the small bench at the foot of the bed. No obstacles needed tonight I guess. I got in bed and climbed on top of him and then we started kissing like it’s been years since we had the chance. I love kissing him more than I ever thought I would. Maybe I know what comes next and I do love what comes next. I thought maybe we were going to have a Chapstick event night and then we rolled over so he was on top of me for a while. I was told to turn over and place a pillow under my hips to help him. Yes sir whatever you want. He started giving me a massage from my lower back, hips, and thighs, before he zeroed in on his target. He better have because I made sure I was super nice and clean and smelled good too. Not unnoticed by him at all.

Then something we both love and never got from our wives, a warm tongue exactly where it needed to be and that we had to wait for over fifty years to find out how much we can’t live without at all. At one point Marc asked if I could try two pillows to make it easier on him to enter me and not be uncomfortable for either of us. Can do buddy, go for it. And he did. It’s only been a week and that damn hole of mine decided it wasn’t ever going to be needed anymore I guess because it took a lot of negotiations before he was in. I can’t say it was the most comfortable we’ve been together, either my hole shrunk, or he grew a bigger dick, one of the two. I know what he’d like to admit to though, who wouldn’t. And then it was like old home week, our parts remembered each other, and it was perfect. Well almost perfect before my sweet buddy was needing a position change. He’s still got a knee that’s not fixed yet and a back that wasn’t happy. Not a problem I love sitting on his dick, I do that more often than not and he gets to rest his back. At least I don’t have any problems with some of the positions we try. 

We finished in this position, and I was grateful that I was able to get him freed from a week of his self-punishment. And I was glad he didn’t want to be sucked off because I felt him cumming for a very long time. It’s a good thing that we were alone because anyone in the house would have heard the complete audio track of him cumming. He actually got me to cum a bit without me touching my dick, although there were times when he had a death-grip on it, but I wasn’t paying that much attention I was having the time of my life with him cumming in me. And now I’m sure he’s about a quart low and better start working on a refill. Hahah. TMI ya think?

We fell asleep holding each other and never got to putting the covers back over us, we really wiped each other out. But that wasn’t all he had in mind, IDK sometime during the night we both got up to pee and I beat him in there, he told me to move over since he couldn’t wait for me to finish. We’ll clean up in the morning! We seem to be getting in sync with our night time pees lately, probably just because we disturb each other getting up from snuggling together. I’ll go with that explanation because I don’t like the obvious reason. 

When we got back into bed Marc just moved closer to me, grabbed my dick in his hand and started sucking on whatever was leftover. I have absolutely no problem with any of that, trust me! His other hand was busy roaming all over parts of my body that it could reach, again, I have no problem with that either! My future husband needed me and I’m all his anytime he wants. Take that Ellen see what you’ve been missing! I could say that about Lisa, but I don’t think she’d care that much about it anyway. If you think we got back to sleep sometime soon, think again.

Marcus said I had to tell you the rest of the story when we came back home from camping, that’s how he finished his chapter. I hope you liked my version and I’m glad he let me write it because I need the practice. Hahah!