We couldn't cum during sex, so we took matters into our own hands.
We lay side by side on our bed, exhausted. We had been f**king for at least half an hour and neither of us had cum. My penis was throbbing with unreleased desire. My wife whispered, 'I've got to cum. You want me to go to the other bed?'
'Me too,' I panted. 'Let's stay here and do it together.'
Almost immediately the bed began to move, and I heard the slurping aound of my wife's fingers massaging her pussy. As I listened, she began to moan and grunt as she always does when aroused. The room was quite dark, so I couldn't see what she was doing. Instead, I reached over and placed my hand on her belly and moved it down until I felt her hand. Four fingers were stuffed into her cunt and her thumb was pressed on her clit.
'I need to do myself. You take care of you.'
Taking the hint, I turned onto my back, applied lube to my hands, and began the old familiar up-and-down that had never failed to bring me the relief I needed.
As I jacked, my wife's motion and moans intensified. Listening to her added to my stimulus. I slowed my rubbing, trying to wait and cum at the same time as she.
After what seemed an eternity, she groaned, 'That's it. Yes. Yes! MMMMMMMMMMMMM! Oh! Oh! Oh!'
Hearing her orgasmatic utterances brought me over the edge, and at long last, my cum squirted and I felt the warm globs form milky streams which oozed down my hand onto my pubic hair.
She turned to her side and I cuddled next to her. We slept soundly, satisfied at last.