Eternal Echoes: A Shared Desire

Brian and I are so blessed with a truly rewarding marriage. Even before our wedding, we committed to each other that we would spend time each day focused on just each other – no TV, no phone, no other distractions – just us. Since our wedding nearly fifteen years ago, we have managed to be true to that commitment almost every day. And since our wedding night, that focus almost always includes sex. The growth we’ve experienced is amazing. From those first clumsy awkward encounters to where we are now is incredible. We can’t wait to see where we’ll go next and what new things we’ll discover in our journey.

As we continued to find ways to grow together, we added weekly Date Nights to our schedules. These help to enhance our commitment to each other. Date nights give us a chance to extend our usual time together from an hour or so each day to several hours. Our date nights are something we really look forward to and we make sure that they are a special treat. They usually involve going to dinner or a show, but sometimes are just nights home together. When we go out, we like to get dressed up a bit more than usual to help our dates be even more special. But some of our dates are just spending the whole evening together having dinner (we both like to cook). Or we might relax in front of a fire in very comfortable clothes and enjoy each other.

About three years ago, Brian and I decided that we needed “B&D Holidays.” This is a whole day dedicated to us – Brian and Dez. Either one of us could declare a B&D Holiday whenever we thought we needed one. It would always occur on an ordinary weekday. We would schedule it so that we could each take a vacation day. Because of work commitments, we knew that we’d probably only have a few B&D Holidays each year so we would really make them count. These would be our private Special Ordinary Day!

A couple weeks ago, I felt like we needed a pick-me-up. So I declared last Thursday a B&D Holiday. Brian and I each scheduled a vacation day and we started planning events for our whole day together.

It wasn’t entirely coincidental that I picked last Thursday. The day before was my regular spa appointment for a Brazilian wax. That means no sex that day. I do always offer just-for-Brian time on days when I have an esthetician appointment. But since we had a B&D Holiday planned, Brian took a rain check to save everything for our Thursday holiday.

It looked like the weather was going to be perfect. We had plans for a long bike ride, including a picnic lunch. My Wednesday appointment went well. That evening, after a nice dinner and some time for just the two of us, without sex, we headed to bed. With the warm weather, we were both very happy sleeping nude with just a light sheet covering us. Cuddling and feeling the warmth of each other was so comforting. I always feel so protected and safe in Brian’s arms.

Thursday morning, with no alarm clock to wake us, we both started stirring from a wonderful sleep as the sunrise lightened our bedroom. We had barely moved since we dozed off. Brian’s arms were still around me. And it’s always so nice to feel Brian’s morning erection when I move closer to him. I’ve heard that a morning erection is a sign of good cardiovascular health in a man. Well then, Brian sure is healthy! Since our honeymoon, I can’t remember a morning when I haven’t been greeted with the sight or feel of his rock hard cock!

I turned towards Brian to kiss him good morning and cuddle a little more. As we each became a little more awake, I reached down to take his cock in my hand. Giving it a few gentle strokes, I kissed him again and told him, “This will be getting a lot of use later today!”

I threw off the sheets to get a visual of his magnificent rod before sliding out of bed. Before I reached the bathroom door, I heard Brian say, “Nice ass, Dez!” I responded with a little shake of my cheeks to acknowledge his compliment.

Before I pulled the bathroom doors closed behind me, I bent over to touch my toes. That gave Brian a very quick glimpse of my special gifts that are just for him. Through the closed doors, I yelled back to Brian “And no masturbating! I need you to save everything for later!”

I put on one of Brian’s T-shirts and headed to the kitchen to start breakfast. His T-shirts are a thin, quick drying polyester material. Of course, they are really baggy on me. But the material does tend to cling to my curves and protrusions, so it’s obvious that I’m not a boy. And the length is perfect, just long enough to cover things when standing.

Brian put on pajama bottoms and joined me. I love the way he looks in PJs resting low on his hips. He exercises regularly, and it shows in his tight abs and broad shoulders. The little hair on his chest and the V formed from his hips disappearing into his PJs is so sexy.

We work well together in the kitchen. I made pancakes for both of us while he prepared omelets. Coffee for Brian, tea for me. There was a little playful teasing as we moved around the kitchen making breakfast. Brian’s touches on my ass are such a compliment. I know he likes the curves of my ass and the arch of my back by the way he traces his hands there.

After breakfast, we cleared the dishes and Brian got dressed in his stretchy, compression biking shorts. With the size of Brian’s package, even his unaroused bulge is very obvious. And his reflective shirt is tight across his chest and arms. I’m so blessed to have this man!

He headed to the garage to put our bike rack and bikes on the back of our SUV while I put together some food for our mid-day break – cheese, crackers, some fruit and drinks. I got dressed in my bike shorts, also compression material, and a bright top that fit snug. It was one I could wear without a bra. Both of us would be comfortable for the better part of our day on bicycles.

The trail we selected was nearly an hour away. Riding in the car together, we cleared our thoughts of the normal busyness of our lives. Focusing on just each other was so refreshing.

We arrived at the parking lot of the trail head, unloaded our bikes, and donned our helmets. As expected, the trail wasn’t crowded at all on a Thursday. Mostly we could ride side by side and continue our conversations or just be quietly next to each other. When we did see someone coming toward us or need to pass someone, Brian always let me take the lead. He says that the view from behind me is great!

The day was awesome! We did a leisurely ride in the sun under the canopy of the trees, and had a great lunch at a grassy spot along the way. We often had a view of a small stream as we rode. It was late afternoon before we returned to our SUV to load up the bikes and head home.

We arrived back at home close to 6:00, delayed a little by rush hour traffic. Once inside, I headed to the bathroom to shower while Brian unloaded the bikes and bike rack. Getting out of the spandex clothing felt so freeing. And the caress of the shower was so soothing.

I used a new loofah to create a wonderful bubbly lather from my body wash. I gently scrubbed my neck, arms and breasts, working all the way down to my ankles. I especially liked the way the texture of the sponge awakened the nerves of my nipples and the smooth, bare skin of my waxed pussy. My lathered fingers made sure that each crevice, curve and opening was very clean and fresh. I could have lingered longer exploring the different sensations of each ridge and fold, but Brian needed to use the shower too.

He stripped off his clothes, passing me as he entered the shower. His cock seemed relieved to be free of his compression shorts. It hung thickly against his right thigh, apparently weighted by the large knob at the end.

While Brian showered, I put on a little short sheer chiffon kimono robe. I adjusted the tie closure so that the neckline just covered my areola. The seam at the edge rested on my protruding nipples. The sheer material barely concealed the curves and tones of my freshly-washed skin. The wrapped layers in front opened slightly when I walked to reveal that I was panty-less.

Brian emerged from the shower, dried himself and pulled on pajama bottoms before shaving. I was so happy to see him shave this late in the day. It’s always best when there is no chance of beard burn, especially since I had had a Brazilian just yesterday.

We cooked dinner together. Brian made the entrée while I made the vegetable. We each had a glass of wine while we cooked. I couldn’t help but notice Brian’s PJs protruding a bit as we cooked dinner. He’s eyes were taking notice of my nipples poking at the chiffon. At times, the material below the waist tie opened slightly to tease him with a preview of what was in store for him.

We poured a second glass of wine while we ate, but finished rather hurriedly and didn’t even put the dishes in the dishwasher. We had such a wonderful day connecting, being together and sharing conversation. But now we had to take our need for each to a more physical level.

Brian led me to the bedroom. The bedspread was already off the bed. Soft music was playing and candles were lit. Brian must have done it after he finished shaving. He turned me so that I was facing away from him and kissed my neck as he released the satin waist tie of my robe. The robe easily slid off my smooth shoulders and fell to the floor.

I raised my arms behind my head to touch his hair. I turned my head to kiss him again and told him, “This will be getting a lot of use later today!”

I threw off the sheets to get a visual of his magnificent rod before sliding out of bed. Before I reached the bathroom door, I heard Brian say, “Nice ass, Dez!” I responded with a little shake of my cheeks to acknowledge his compliment.

Before I pulled the bathroom doors closed behind me, I bent over to touch my toes. That gave Brian a very quick glimpse of my special gifts that are just for him. Through the closed doors, I yelled back to Brian “And no masturbating! I need you to save everything for later!”

I put on one of Brian’s T-shirts and headed to the kitchen to start breakfast. His T-shirts are a thin, quick drying polyester material. Of course, they are really baggy on me. But the material does tend to cling to my curves and protrusions, so it’s obvious that I’m not a boy. And the length is perfect, just long enough to cover things when standing.

Brian put on pajama bottoms and joined me. I love the way he looks in PJs resting low on his hips. He exercises regularly, and it shows in his tight abs and broad shoulders. The little hair on his chest and the V formed from his hips disappearing into his PJs is so sexy.

We work well together in the kitchen. I made pancakes for both of us while he prepared omelets. Coffee for Brian, tea for me. There was a little playful teasing as we moved around the kitchen making breakfast. Brian’s touches on my ass are such a compliment. I know he likes the curves of my ass and the arch of my back by the way he traces his hands there.

After breakfast, we cleared the dishes and Brian got dressed in his stretchy, compression biking shorts. With the size of Brian’s package, even his unaroused bulge is very obvious. And his reflective shirt is tight across his chest and arms. I’m so blessed to have this man!

He headed to the garage to put our bike rack and bikes on the back of our SUV while I put together some food for our mid-day break – cheese, crackers, some fruit and drinks. I got dressed in my bike shorts, also compression material, and a bright top that fit snug. It was one I could wear without a bra. Both of us would be comfortable for the better part of our day on bicycles.

The trail we selected was nearly an hour away. Riding in the car together, we cleared our thoughts of the normal busyness of our lives. Focusing on just each other was so refreshing.

We arrived at the parking lot of the trail head, unloaded our bikes, and donned our helmets. As expected, the trail wasn’t crowded at all on a Thursday. Mostly we could ride side by side and continue our conversations or just be quietly next to each other. When we did see someone coming toward us or need to pass someone, Brian always let me take the lead. He says that the view from behind me is great!

The day was awesome! We did a leisurely ride in the sun under the canopy of the trees, and had a great lunch at a grassy spot along the way. We often had a view of a small stream as we rode. It was late afternoon before we returned to our SUV to load up the bikes and head home.

We arrived back at home close to 6:00, delayed a little by rush hour traffic. Once inside, I headed to the bathroom to shower while Brian unloaded the bikes and bike rack. Getting out of the spandex clothing felt so freeing. And the caress of the shower was so soothing.

I used a new loofah to create a wonderful bubbly lather from my body wash. I gently scrubbed my neck, arms and breasts, working all the way down to my ankles. I especially liked the way the texture of the sponge awakened the nerves of my nipples and the smooth, bare skin of my waxed pussy. My lathered fingers made sure that each crevice, curve and opening was very clean and fresh. I could have lingered longer exploring the different sensations of each ridge and fold, but Brian needed to use the shower too.

He stripped off his clothes, passing me as he entered the shower. His cock seemed relieved to be free of his compression shorts. It hung thickly against his right thigh, apparently weighted by the large knob at the end.

While Brian showered, I put on a little short sheer chiffon kimono robe. I adjusted the tie closure so that the neckline just covered my areola. The seam at the edge rested on my protruding nipples. The sheer material barely concealed the curves and tones of my freshly-washed skin. The wrapped layers in front opened slightly when I walked to reveal that I was panty-less.

Brian emerged from the shower, dried himself and pulled on pajama bottoms before shaving. I was so happy to see him shave this late in the day. It’s always best when there is no chance of beard burn, especially since I had had a Brazilian just yesterday.

We cooked dinner together. Brian made the entrée while I made the vegetable. We each had a glass of wine while we cooked. I couldn’t help but notice Brian’s PJs protruding a bit as we cooked dinner. He’s eyes were taking notice of my nipples poking at the chiffon. At times, the material below the waist tie opened slightly to tease him with a preview of what was in store for him.

We poured a second glass of wine while we ate, but finished rather hurriedly and didn’t even put the dishes in the dishwasher. We had such a wonderful day connecting, being together and sharing conversation. But now we had to take our need for each to a more physical level.

Brian led me to the bedroom. The bedspread was already off the bed. Soft music was playing and candles were lit. Brian must have done it after he finished shaving. He turned me so that I was facing away from him and kissed my neck as he released the satin waist tie of my robe. The robe easily slid off my smooth shoulders and fell to the floor.

I raised my arms behind my head to touch his hair. I turned my head to kiss him again and told him, “This will be getting a lot of use later today!”

I threw off the sheets to get a visual of his magnificent rod before sliding out of bed. Before I reached the bathroom door, I heard Brian say, “Nice ass, Dez!” I responded with a little shake of my cheeks to acknowledge his compliment.

Before I pulled the bathroom doors closed behind me, I bent over to touch my toes. That gave Brian a very quick glimpse of my special gifts that are just for him. Through the closed doors, I yelled back to Brian “And no masturbating! I need you to save everything for later!”

I put on one of Brian’s T-shirts and headed to the kitchen to start breakfast. His T-shirts are a thin, quick drying polyester material. Of course, they are really baggy on me. But the material does tend to cling to my curves and protrusions, so it’s obvious that I’m not a boy. And the length is perfect, just long enough to cover things when standing.

Brian put on pajama bottoms and joined me. I love the way he looks in PJs resting low on his hips. He exercises regularly, and it shows in his tight abs and broad shoulders. The little hair on his chest and the V formed from his hips disappearing into his PJs is so sexy.

We work well together in the kitchen. I made pancakes for both of us while he prepared omelets. Coffee for Brian, tea for me. There was a little playful teasing as we moved around the kitchen making breakfast. Brian’s touches on my ass are such a compliment. I know he likes the curves of my ass and the arch of my back by the way he traces his hands there.

After breakfast, we cleared the dishes and Brian got dressed in his stretchy, compression biking shorts. With the size of Brian’s package, even his unaroused bulge is very obvious. And his reflective shirt is tight across his chest and arms. I’m so blessed to have this man!

He headed to the garage to put our bike rack and bikes on the back of our SUV while I put together some food for our mid-day break – cheese, crackers, some fruit and drinks. I got dressed in my bike shorts, also compression material, and a bright top that fit snug. It was one I could wear without a bra. Both of us would be comfortable for the better part of our day on bicycles.

The trail we selected was nearly an hour away. Riding in the car together, we cleared our thoughts of the normal busyness of our lives. Focusing on just each other was so refreshing.

We arrived at the parking lot of the trail head, unloaded our bikes, and donned our helmets. As expected, the trail wasn’t crowded at all on a Thursday. Mostly we could ride side by side and continue our conversations or just be quietly next to each other. When we did see someone coming toward us or need to pass someone, Brian always let me take the lead. He says that the view from behind me is great!

The day was awesome! We did a leisurely ride in the sun under the canopy of the trees, and had a great lunch at a grassy spot along the way. We often had a view of a small stream as we rode. It was late afternoon before we returned to our SUV to load up the bikes and head home.

We arrived back at home close to 6

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