ENJOYING AN EMPTY NEST

ENJOYING AN EMPTY NEST

After helping his daughter load her car, Scott stood on the lawn with his arm around his wife and watched their youngest head off to college. The house was going to feel awfully empty with both of their daughters away at different universities. For the first time since their eldest was born twenty years ago, Scott and Ashley would be living alone.

When he looked at his wife, Scott could see tears glistening in her eyes, but then they both broke into huge grins. He pulled her into his arms and they hugged as he lifted her off her feet and swung her around in a circle.

Ashley looked up at her husband. "Am I a terrible mother for feeling so excited about our kids leaving home?"

He grinned, "If you are, then I'm a terrible dad!" She threw her head back and laughed as they walked into the house hand in hand.

Neither Scott nor Ashley were virgins when they met during their senior year in high school. She had one serious boyfriend before she met Scott and gave him her virginity on Prom Night when she was sixteen. Scott also had one serious relationship. She was more experienced and they had sex on their third date. They dated for six months before she went on to another guy. Scott was heartbroken, but a few months later he met Ashley and his life changed forever.

After the drama and heartbreak they had experienced in their earlier relationships, they took things slow and didn't have sex until they had been dating for a couple of months. They were in love all through their senior year and two months before graduation, Ashley got pregnant. They had already been talking about marriage, so they went ahead and got married.

Getting started as young newlyweds was tough and it got even harder after the baby was born. Their parents helped them out, but it was still a struggle. Things had started to get easier, but two years later, their second daughter was born. At the age of twenty, they had two kids and Scott was working long hours to try to move up in the construction company where he worked. Ashley had a job too, but when they realized that paying daycare for two kids was eating up everything she made, they agreed that she would stay home and take care of the kids.

They loved each other and they worked hard to keep their marriage together. Eventually, things got better. Both of the girls started school and that gave Ashley more free time. Scott got a couple of promotions at work and Ashley got a job at a bank, so their financial problems eased, but the amount of time they had just to be a couple didn't get any better. What with balancing four schedules, sports, upcoming school programs or projects, and girl scouts, their time alone was very limited. Even though life was hectic, Scott and Ashley were still very happy. They didn't get to make love as often as they would like, but they still enjoyed the intimate time they had behind locked doors while the girls were sleeping.

Ashley had always been very vocal during sex, but one night while she was moaning and gasping with pleasure as Scott's cock fueled her ecstasy, their five-year-old daughter tapped on their bedroom door and asked, "Mommy, are you okay?" After that, they had to tone down the intensity of their lovemaking except for the occasional night when the girls weren't home. On those rare occasions, Scott had to make sure the windows were closed so the neighbors wouldn't hear Ashley's ecstatic cries as she let loose and released her passion.

Now that the girls were gone and they had an empty nest, Scott and Ashley were able to enjoy the sex life they had always wanted. They were like newlyweds again. They had sex in every room of the house and even in the backyard a few times. Except for when they were outside, Ashley was able to relax and let out the passionate woman she had been forced to keep bottled up inside her for twenty years.

Ashley and Scott are both very attractive people. At six-one and a hundred and ninety pounds, Scott was in good shape. Ashley is five-seven with shoulder-length light brown hair. When they got married, her breasts had just been average in size, but that changed when she had their first child. The girls had gifted her with D-cup boobs and they remained big even after she stopped nursing her babies. She had gained a few pounds over the years, and now that she was approaching forty, she didn't want to become just another slightly overweight housewife. Her best friend had joined a gym and met a woman who taught belly dancing classes for women who wanted to dance for exercise. When her friend told Ashley about the class, they both thought it would be fun and joined.

After a few months, Ashley had lost the extra weight and her body was fit and toned. Scott really liked that, plus he got to enjoy it when she danced for him. That always led to really hot sex. Ashley started to enjoy turning her husband on by wearing short skirts, low necklines, and skimpy lingerie and even went braless in public, occasionally. He responded by taking her places to show everyone what a beautiful, sexy woman she was. Life was great!

They were enjoying experimenting with all sorts of ways to make their already active sex life even hotter and more exciting. They watched some porn together but usually thought the movies were poor quality and had bad acting. They enjoyed some sexy mainstream movies like "9 ½ Weeks" and "Chloe" and recreated some of the scenes. They tried a couple of different kinds of sex toys and played strip poker together with the winner choosing the position they would use when they had sex after the game. They even spent a couple of romantic weekends at hotels.

On one of those trips, they were making love on the balcony outside their room. They could hear people talking around the pool a couple of floors below them. While he stroked his cock in and out of her pussy, Scott suddenly gave Ashley an evil grin. "Go ahead and enjoy yourself. I want to hear those moans I love so much."

Ashley's eyes opened wide. "Those people will hear me!"

Scott laughed softly. "What does that matter? We'll never see them again." Suddenly, he drove his cock into her pussy so hard she couldn't help letting out a loud gasp. His eyes gleamed excitedly. "That's what I mean. I want every man down there to envy me and every woman to wish they were you!"

Ashley grinned mischievously at her husband as her hips pushed up to meet his hard thrusts. She crooned loudly, "Ohhh, Baby! That feels so good!"

Scott tried to suppress his laughter as he flipped Ashly over onto her belly. He pulled her hips up and she pressed her head and forearms to the floor as she waited for his cock to plunge deep inside her again. Doggy was his wife's favorite position and he began to pound her faster, just the way he knew she liked it.

Now, Ashley's moans were not just for the benefit of the people twenty feet below them. "Yessss! Just like that! Fuck me hard, Baby!"

First, one person and then another looked up toward where the noise was coming from. Conversation ground to a halt as they all focused on the erotic music of a couple making love. Soon, they were all turned in their chairs and looking toward the second-floor balcony. The sound of Ashley's cries of pleasure and the slapping of Scott's body slamming into hers were easy for them to hear. One woman got up and nervously left the area, but everyone else listened closely as the sounds of passion drifted down to them.

The balcony rail wasn't solid. Instead, it was made of a network of wooden slats with small openings between them. That allowed people around the pool to get flashing glimpses of the couple above them, but they couldn't see well enough to recognize details, while Scott and Ashley could clearly see the appreciative audience they had acquired.

Scott's voice was a gasping whisper as he implored his wife, "Look at them, Baby. They love hearing us!"

Ashley gasped when she turned her head and saw the rapt stares of the people who were eagerly listening to her cries of passion as she and Scott made love. Her mind ignited with a burning lust, unlike anything she had experienced before. She pushed her hands against the floor and rose up on all fours as she began to push her body back to meet her husband's powerful thrusts. Her big breasts swung below her like erotic metronomes as she cried out even louder, "Fuck me with that big cock! Fuck me hard!"

As their bodies merged with hard, deep, rapid thrusts, they weren't making love anymore, they were fucking!

Ashley stiffened and threw her head back when she felt Scott's cock pulsing inside her. As his cum bathed the inside of her quivering pussy, she cried out in ecstasy as she was overwhelmed by her passion. Given how over-aroused she had become because of her decadent vocal display to the crowd below, she screamed wildly while her body was shaken by a massive climax.

Suddenly, the sound of applause filled the air. Scott grinned as he peered over the balcony at the appreciative crowd below, while Ashley had a different reaction to their ovation. Scott could almost feel the heat of the blood rushing to her face as she blushed furiously. The people staring up at the balcony got a quick glimpse of her naked, bouncing breasts when she scrambled to her feet and hurried into their hotel room.

Moments later, when Scott joined her, she was lying naked across the bed with her face buried in the pillows. When he sat down beside her, he could feel his wife trembling. He softly asked, "Are you okay?"

Her voice was muffled as she responded, "No, I'm not okay! What are those people thinking about me?"

He slowly stroked her back. "They're thinking that was a very hot woman who was really enjoying the sex she was having."

He could barely hear her words when she asked, "What are you thinking about me?"

Scott leaned down and kissed her shoulder. "I'm thinking about what a lucky man I am to have such a beautiful, exciting, sexy wife."

Her trembling eased a little as she murmured, "Really?"

He rolled her over on her back and smiled down at her. "Absolutely! I won the grand prize when you agreed to marry me."

Ashley lunged into his arms and gasped, "I love you so much!"

He assured her, "I love you too." His lips found hers and they kissed deeply. They snuggled happily together on the bed and soon drifted off to sleep.

On Super Bowl Sunday, they settled onto their couch to the Chiefs play the 49ers. Lauren had lived near San Francisco until she was fourteen, so she was cheering for the 49ers. Scott was a Saints fan, so he didn't have a team to support. He decided, just to make it interesting, he would cheer for the Chiefs.

Ashley was thrilled every time the 49ers scored and teased Scott without mercy, while he was equally supportive of the Chiefs. She was certain the 49ers were going to win, so early in the second half, she looked at Scott and challenged him, "Why don't we make a bet?"

He grinned and responded to her taunt. "Okay, what will we bet?"

"If the 49ers win, you have to wash dishes for a week."

Scott remembered Ashley had gotten turned on when an actress in a movie flashed a trucker. He grinned. "If the Chiefs win, you have to flash your boobs at trackers on the highway."

Ashley's jaw dropped. "Are you serious? I can't do that!"

He leaned back confidently and looked at his wife. "Are you afraid the 49ers are going to lose, or just chicken?"

Ashley bristled at the implication. "Fine. If the Chiefs win, I'll let some truckers see my boobs!"

When the game ended and the Chiefs had won, Scott looked at Ashley and grinned. "Looks like I won't be washing dishes."

She looked at him nervously. "You aren't going to make me do that are you? Why don't I give you a blowjob right now instead?"

Scott smiled. "Nope, a bet is a bet."

Ashley knew she would have to pay off, so she asked, "When do you want me to do it?"

Scott was jubilant. He didn't want to give her time to change her mind, but he knew it was dark outside now, so he responded, "Tomorrow afternoon."

Her jaw dropped and she gasped, "Tomorrow?" He grinned and nodded. She wanted to appear nonchalant about showing her boobs in public, so she shrugged and said, "Okay, tomorrow after work."

The next day, Scott was sitting in their convertible at a little before five and already had the top down as he waited for his wife. When she came out of the bank, she paused for a moment when she saw him waiting for her. Ashley had been hoping he would just say the bet was a joke and let her do something else to settle the wager, but when she saw him, she knew he was going to insist that she go through with it.

Ashley decided to try to talk him into letting her get out of the bet. As she got in the car she asked, "Are you really expecting me to show my boobs to a stranger?"

She could hear the glee in his voice when he replied, "Absolutely."

She tried again, "It's too cold to ride with the top down!"

Scott laughed. "We live in Arizona! It's seventy-five degrees. You'll be fine." He smirked and asked, "Are you trying to chicken out?"

She saw the smirk on his face and she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of her backing out. She just hooked her seatbelt and said, "Okay, let's go!" Scott grinned as he cranked the car and headed for the interstate. Ashley's hair fluttered in the wind as she fervently hoped no one she knew would see her when she paid the bet.

When they reached a stretch of highway that was practically empty except for one large eighteen-wheeler, Scott grinned at Ashley and said, "Showtime!"

Ashley's hands were trembling as she removed her blouse and placed it on the seat between them. The distance between them and the big truck was narrowing as Scott glanced at her and said, "The bra too." As the front of their car pulled up beside the back of the truck's trailer, Ashley unhooked her bra and dropped it on top of her blouse. Her big breasts stood out in front of her like majestic mountains of feminine magnificence as they moved past the trailer. Her heart was pounding and her silver dollar sized pink nipples were so hard they ached when their car pulled even with the cab of the truck.

HOOOONNNKK! The blast of the air horn on the big rig scared Ashley half to death. She grabbed for her blouse, but Scott quickly grabbed it and tried to toss it in the backseat. The wind caught it and her white shirt flew out of the convertible and onto the road behind them. Ashley shrieked and her hands quickly tried to cover her breasts, but her D-cup mounds were so big all she could cover were her nipples.

Scott had slowed down to match the speed of their truck and was moving parallel to the big rig that was only about ten feet away. HOOOONNNK! The horn ripped the air again as the driver grinned and motioned for the half-naked woman in the car beside him to remove her hands. Ashley looked up at him and their eyes met. A sudden burst of heat surged through her body as he motioned again. Ashley was breathing hard with salacious excitement as she slowly dropped her hands and fully exposed her breasts to the stranger.

HOOOONNNK! The trucker filled the air with another burst of sound as he gave her a thumbs up. Emboldened by his reaction to her decadent display, Ashley cupped her breasts in her hands and bounced her firm mounds for his pleasure. Her fingers drifted across her trembling globes and closed around the stiff spires that tipped them. Her eyes met the stranger's again as she rolled and pulled on her turgid nipples. HOOOONNNK! HOOOONNNK! HOOOONNNK! The blasts of his horn filled the air as he applauded her lewd display.

Scott was both surprised and pleased by the way Ashley was acting. His cock was hard and pushing against the back of his zipper as he watched his wife play with her breasts while the trucker watched. He had never wanted to fuck his wife as much as he wanted to now. Scott floored the gas pedal and quickly pulled away from the truck. He left the interstate at the next exit and pulled off in a secluded area behind a deserted building.

Ashley was trembling as she stared at her husband while he got out and rushed around to her side of the car. She gasped when he yanked her door open and pulled her from her seat. Her naked breasts flattened against his chest as his tongue surged between her lips.

While their tongues danced in a passionate kiss, Scott ran his hand up her chest to frantically grope her breast. When his fingers closed over her left nipple, Ashley moaned into his mouth as her hips moved forward to press against the mound in his pants. One of her hands began to rhythmically squeeze his ass while the other fumbled with his belt.

Spinning her around, he bent her over the hood of the car. Ashley gasped as her nipples contacted the cold metal and she instinctively thrust her ass out toward him. Scott reached under her skirt and yanked her panties down to her feet. She quickly kicked them off and then spread her feet apart as he flipped her skirt up over her back. Her tight, round ass looked amazing in the afternoon sun as he opened his pants. Ashley heard the hiss of his zipper and gasped when she felt the head of his cock nestle between the swollen lips that covered her wet, pink cleft.

Ashley moaned, "Oh God yes! Fuck me, Baby!" as his cock slid deep inside her.

He responded to her plea as he started to fuck her with hard, deep strokes. His heart pounded as he watched the curves of her ass ripple with every deep thrust while his rigid shaft went deep into her incredibly wet pussy. He was pounding into her so hard the car started to move a little with each powerful lunge of his hips.

They both suddenly heard the crunch of gravel and looked toward the sound. A pickup was coming around the building toward where they were. They were both nearing the cusp of their raging passion as she moaned again, "Fuck me!"

His hips pistoned like a machine for a dozen more thrusts and then he felt the walls of her pussy tighten around his cock as she exploded into orgasm. Scott groaned as his balls throbbed and he joined her in ecstasy. Ashley whimpered and pushed back against him as she felt his cock pulse when he erupted inside her and his cock filled her with jets of hot cum.

Two men were sitting in the truck, grinning as they watched Scott pull his cock from Ashley's swollen pussy and step back. The gaping opening between her swollen lips was visible to them for a few seconds before her skirt fell to hide it as she straightened and turned around. With her blouse lost on the highway and her bra still in the car, she had nothing left but her hands to cover her breasts. Instead of trying to hide her nakedness, she made no attempt to cover herself as she thrust her heaving mounds out before her and looked toward the men in the truck as she slowly walked to the door and got in the car.

Scott got worried when Ashley was quiet all the way home. When they got inside, she told him, "We need to talk."

He sat down on the couch and she sat next to him about a foot away. A gap between them was unusual and Scott was getting worried. Had he pushed things too far? Ashley's eyes wouldn't meet his as she took a deep breath and asked, "Do you hate me?"

He gasped. "Hate you? Why would you say that?"

Ashley finally looked at him. "I showed my boobs to that guy in the truck and then when the other men saw us having sex... I told you not to stop. They could see everything! Please, don't hate me!"

She could see the love in her husband's face as he cupped her chin and looked into her eyes. "I could never hate you. I love you more than life itself!"

Tears welled in Ashley's eyes and overflowed to stream down her cheeks, but there was a glimmer of hope in her heart. "You aren't mad at me?"

Scott kissed her gently. "Actually, I thought it was pretty hot when those men saw you naked."

Ashley gasped and punched his arm. "No! Really?"

"Baby, I've always known you were beautiful and sexy, but when you let those guys see just how sexy you are, it was the hottest thing I've ever experienced!"

Ashley had thought it was really hot too, but she was afraid Scott would be angry if he knew it had turned her on. She asked, "You liked it when other men saw me naked?"

Scott grinned. "I'm getting hard again just thinking about it."

Ashley looked down and saw the bulge in her husband's pants. She looked into his eyes and a small smile curved her lips as she giggled and said, "Why don't we do something about that?" Taking his hand, she led him to the bedroom.