I (37F) had sex with my husband (37M) last night. That in and of itself is not unusual. However, we tend to almost “plan” sex. We have a 6 year old daughter, we both work full time and have physically demanding jobs. Basically, we’re tired. We’re tired and sore on most days. We tend to have sex when we’ve had a day to recover from life, so to speak.
But last night….we were winding down for the evening, laying in bed and watching tv. We were holding hands as we often do. He started to kind of massage my palm. We looked at each other, and it was clear we both wanted to fuck. Right now. We just started making out, and I was so turned on by the suddenness of it that I didn’t even need any sort of foreplay. I started trying to pull my pants down, he grabbed them and ripped them off for me. It was like we were so *desperate* to fuck. There was almost an animal sense of urgency about it. He couldn’t even wait to get my silk panties down. He just pushed them to the side and slid right on into my pussy just like that.