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Archive name: thanks12.txt (MF, wife, rom)
Authors name: Jenny McClain (CaptJenny@worldnet.att.net)
Story title : Thanksgiving 1894

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Thanksgiving 1894 (MF, wife, rom) 
By Jenny McClain (CaptJenny@worldnet.att.net)

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November 22, 1894

Dear Husband,

As I sit and write in my journal, I can see your sleeping 
form. The flicking light of the lantern plays across your 
body the way your fingers played across my skin tonight. 
Dancing, caressing, always moving. I watch you sleep and 
thank God for sending you to me.

I know it is not lady like to think about sex and 
especially to enjoy making love to your husband. The 
ladies down at the hospital will sometimes talk about the 
Matrimonial burden@ and ways of dissuading their husbands 
from being amorous. If only they knew what you and I 
have? If only they could share with their husbands the 
joy I share with you.

Like tonight; it was the climax of a day of love. I loved 
it all. The preparations for Thanksgiving. The meal with 
you, the children and me. Cook outdid herself with the 
turkey dinner this year. Even little Anna and Adam got 
along well, today. It made my heart feel so good to see 
everyone enjoying themselves.

While watching you drink your port and smoke your pipe 
after dinner, I felt so in love with you. I wanted to 
make love to you right then and there. I could hardly 
wait to put the children to bed and for the servants to 
retire, so we could finally be alone together.

You are ever sensitive to my needs. You kissed and 
caressed me. Seductively, you slowly removed my clothes 
and your eyes told me you liked what you saw. Your hands 
on my skin brought forth, first a tingle then a glow and 
finally a wetness. The more aroused I became, the more I 
wanted you to be in me and, to feel you filling me 
completely with the fullness and hardness of your 
manhood.

Then you brought me to fulfillment with your mouth. (If 
the ladies knew about us doing that! They would certainly 
need the smelling salts because, they would all faint.) 
Before I could fully recover, you entered me. When you 
first penetrated me I felt so loving towards you and, I 
wanted to give myself to you completely. Sometimes, like 
tonight, when we are making love I wish I could pull you 
into me so that you would become one with me.

I loved the look on your face when you climaxed and 
spilled your seed into my womb. At that time, I would 
have given anything to be you, to feel what you feel. 
Just to know what it is like for you. I got up after you 
fell asleep to put this on paper. I wanted to write in my 
journal, my thoughts and feelings. I know when I return 
to our bed that you will put an arm over me and I will 
snuggle up close to your warmth. In your embrace, I will 
sleep securely and happily.

Your loving wife,

Jennifer

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