"I think that's enough for tonight. But let's plan on some more of that tomorrow."

I grinned. "You've got a deal, honey."

On the way home the next night I had a giant, throbbing, hard-on. I was definitely ready for "some more of that." It turned out Nancy was too. I no sooner got in the door than she attacked me. It was nearly an hour later before I was finally able to dig through the pile of clothes on the living room floor, find my briefcase, and take it into the den.

Even then it seemed pointless to put any clothes back on. Nancy had gone out to the kitchen still naked to finish putting dinner together. On her way she had thrown a comment over her shoulder.

"Don't worry about dinner being cold. I was really hoping we would be too ... busy ... to eat right away, so I made a casserole that has been staying warm in the oven. I think now you need an energy boost for the rest of the evening."

She called me in to eat just a few minutes after I watched her naked ass sashay out to the kitchen. As I sat there staring across the table at her luscious tits it was almost as if the food I was swallowing was going straight to my pecker. It just kept getting longer and fatter and harder with every bite.

Dessert was each other in bed, and we both found it so delicious we came back for second, and then third, helpings.

The next morning on the way to work I started worrying. The sex had been fantastic for the last two nights, but how long could we keep that up? Correction. I had the feeling Nancy could keep it up indefinitely, but how long could I keep it up? I mean, today is Friday, and when I come home tonight I won't be going back to work until Monday. There is no way I can keep fucking her all day Saturday and all day Sunday, even if I do spend most of that time kissing and licking and sucking.

Clearly some alternate activities were going to be needed. My first priority when I got to the office was to do some planning. First, dinner out and dancing for tonight. Then a getaway somewhere for tomorrow, maybe with an overnight stay. I needed to pick something Nancy loves to do.

Then it hit me. Shopping is what she loves, but it had to be really special. And nothing could be more special than Carmel by the Sea. It was three hours away, but we could drive down there Saturday morning, spend the afternoon alternating fucking with wandering through the hundreds of specialty shops, then dinner, more fucking, a lazy breakfast in bed Sunday morning with a sex appetizer and sex for dessert, and finally some more shopping before we drove home to a fucking great evening together.

Getting a room in Carmel on one-day's notice is not easy, but my secretary managed to do it, bless her heart. Then it was time for the call home.

"Hi, hon, it's me. I have a couple of surprises for you."

"Oh, Dick, darling, you've already given me all I could ever dream of, but I'm listening."

"Well, first, we're going out tonight to our favorite French restaurant, then I'm taking you to that new night club in town, and I promise to dance your feet off."

"Mmmm, sounds wonderful, but, Dick, I know you don't like to dance, and I want it to be good for you, too."

"Oh, don't worry. I'll be enjoying myself tremendously, dancing with the sexiest woman on earth. Not to mention, thinking about what I'll be doing when I get home."

She giggled. "Those really are two fantastic surprises. Are you trying to seduce me, or something?"

"Yeah, and I'd better succeed, too. But that's just one of the two surprises. The other one is that tomorrow morning we're going to drive down to Carmel and spend the weekend there."

I stopped there for what I hoped would be her excited response. I waited. Nothing. Finally I heard what almost sounded like a sob.

"Nancy, honey, are you all right?"

"Dick, darling," she wailed. "I don't deserve this. Why are you doing this when I was so bad. Don't you realize how bad I was? You should be throwing me out of the house, not throwing money at me."

"Stop that, Nancy! I'm doing it because I love you more than I could ever imagine. I'm doing it because you've made me the happiest man on earth the last two days. Yes, I know you made a mistake, but we all make mistakes, and I have totally forgiven you. And don't worry about the money. You know we can afford it, and I know you're worth much more than I could ever spend on you."

"Oh, Dick, darling. I love you! I love you! I was such a fool. I'll never, ever do anything like that again, I promise!"

"Look, Nancy, I've made mistakes, too, and one of the worst has been taking us, and our marriage, for granted. I promise that from now on we come first. OK?"

"Yes, Dick, I promise that too. But now, even though we do come first with each other – Oh, God, how good that sounds! – I'll bet you haven't done anything at work today except plan our weekend. So you'd better start earning all that money you say we have.

"Guilty as charged. Yes, I guess I'd better do a little of what they gave me this office for. But I'm going to be so excited thinking about the weekend I'm going to be spending with an incredible babe that I may not be able to do much."

"Ooooh! Flattery will get you all you want and more. Now, good-bye!"

I did have one more personal call to make before getting to work, though. I called Pete, and told him I wouldn't be able to come to his house for poker next Tuesday, and that in fact I would be dropping out of the game permanently, so the guys should probably look for someone to replace me.

I didn't tell him the truth, though, which was that I figured any pussy I might have gotten at the game would have been nothing compared with what I was getting from my own sex crazed wife.

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