"O-Ok, honey." He says timidly, rummaging through the bed side table for a condom, and Jenny realises with surprise that he's worried she'll refuse him. She wonders idly what would happen if she'd demanded that Hammer use protection - he'd probably have laughed before going in raw, she imagines.
As Harold positions himself for penetration, cock covered by a rubber, the blonde remembers that she once again forgot to buy plan b.
As Harold entered her, Jenny felt conflicting emotions run through her.
She was ashamed of herself for comparing Harold to Hammer. Harold loved her, and she loved him. Harold treated her as an equal, he respected her, honored her, and cherished her. He was her partner, her confidant, and her rock in stormy waters. They were committed to each other, and she knew that they would go through hell and high water for each other without any hesitation. That kind of relationship and loyalty was so incredible it was more powerful than anything else she could imagine. Hammer just wanted to fuck her.
So why did her relationship with Hammer turn her on so god-damn-fucking-much?
That made her angry; coupled with the realization she'd forgotten to take precautions again had her fuming at herself. Her further, perhaps unfair, comparisons of her husband to the behemoth did nothing to dissuade her anger. As she felt Harold's member enter her, she couldn't help but notice the difference in size; the disappointment she felt however only fueled her rage. And as the comparisons continued, she closed her eyes and imagined Hammer behind her, his gigantic cock spearing into her as she writhed in ecstasy, and her arousal quickly grew. But her anger at herself forced her to change the thought of whom she was riding away from the massive man. But her thoughts didn't turn to Harold, no instead they morphed into a nameless faceless man with a huge fucking dick that powered into her like a man possessed.
"Oh fuck..." Jenny moaned as her husband thrust inside her.
While Harold wasn't as large as the others, and his injury made it so she had to do most of the work, he was just as hard as the others. And when his hand came around her front and rubbed her clit it only increased her pleasure. They'd been together a long time however, and despite her disappointment he knew her body well. Although his penis wasn't bringing her the pleasure she hoped it would his attention to her did, and as she imagined some other random man pounding her furiously, miraculously she was brought to a light orgasm just as Harold's breathing became more labored. She rode him and soon he was grunting and he came harmlessly within the latex sheath.
Harold panted as he kissed her back lovingly. For her part, although not the mind shattering orgasm Hammer or any of the other men she'd fucked recently had given her, the climax she'd just experienced did manage to take the edge off of her arousal. The husband and wife lay together for a while and once Harold's now flaccid member slipped from her slit, Jenny slowly extracted herself from her her husband's embrace and rose to her feet.
As Jenny stretched in the morning sunlight, Harold removed the soiled condom and tossed in the nearby wastebasket. "God that was great honey. Thank you."
Jenny turned to face her husband and gave him a loving smile. She crawled back onto the bed where she gave him a quick kiss. "Anytime." she stated before she got up to move into the en-suite. "I'm going to take a shower, get ready and then cook some breakfast. Any requests?"
