My wife Sue and I always had a great sex life, but I thought that age was beginning to take its toll. Anyway, maintaining an erection stiff enough to penetrate Sue's exquisite vagina was becoming increasingly difficult. I read on the Internet that many older couples substitute mutual masturbation for intercourse. 'Let's give it a try', I suggested to Sue.
'We don't need to', she said. 'I know for a fact that Wendy and Doug are still doing it, and they're as old as we are. So you should be able to do it too.'
Wendy and Doug are old friends with whom we had indulged in a bit of wife swapping back in the 70's. The wife swapping stopped long ago, but we've remained close friends to this day. All of us certainly have fond memories of our youthful experimentation together.
'How do you know what Wendy and Doug are doing?' I asked.
'You can ask her yourself. Wendy's coming over for coffee this afternoon. Anyway, it doesn't matter what Doug and Wendy do. You know what I like: I want be on my stomach with you inside me pumping away while I play with my clit until you come and I have my orgasm. We don't need to talk about this anymore. I'm going out to buy some coffee.'
I do love Sue, but she's sure stuck in her way of doing everything, including sex.
Not long after Sue left, Wendy showed up.
'Sue's just gone out to get coffee', I said. 'She'll be back soon'. Then I thought: What the heck why not ask Wendy what she and Doug are doing these days.
So I said, 'Sue just told me that you and Doug haven't slowed down sexually at all. True?'
'Sure', she said. Then she added with a bit of a puzzled look on her pretty face, 'Why do you ask?'
I didn't particularly want to tell Wendy about my erection problems. But then I thought why not. Over the years, we've talked about everything else. So I just told her straight out what Sue and I had talked about this morning.
She got a sheepish look on her face, turned a little red, and said, 'Actually, I've been jacking Doug off for a couple of years now, and he returns the favour for me. It can be pretty darn good. I recommend to anyone wanting to put a little variety into their marriage. For us, it's not an age thing. It's what we like.'
Wondering what could be better than actual sex, I said, 'What do you do?'
'I'll show you. Take your pants off.'
I dutifully obeyed. Wendy started gently moving her long slender hand up, down and over the head of my penis. She used my pre-cum as a lubricant, and I completely lost myself in the wonderful sensations her tender touch brought on.
This probably wasn't the best time for Sue to come home, but she did. She looked straight at us and in a completely matter-of-fact way said 'Coffee?'
The girls both burst out laughing at the sight of my penis retracting into the palm of Wendy's small hand, as if it were looking for a place to hide.
With a playful wink in her eye, Sue said, 'I think I'll stay and watch the show before I make coffee.' At that, my penis shot straight out of Wendy's curled fingers into the stiffest erection I ever had in my life!
Wendy worked me good right on front of my approving wife, who was obviously getting turned on by what she saw.
When I finally came and a rope of my semen shot into the air, Sue said, 'Wow! That was cool'.
We then sat together, had our coffee, and talked about old times. I couldn't help but think that maybe my problem isn't that I am getting old but rather that our love life had fallen into a bit of a rut.
I don't know where this will lead, but I do know Sue well enough to know that, when she said it was cool, she had a definite change of attitude toward masturbation. Besides, when she plays with her clit when I'm on top of her, she's masturbating even if she doesn't think of it that way.
With our recent troubles in bed, I'm sure she has a lot of pent-up sexual desire that will need to be released somehow. With Sue, you never what will happen, but you do know that whatever it is, it will be exactly what she wants.