Late One December Night

On our way out to Vancouver Island for New Years with our friends, we'd stopped for the night at a motel. The room was really cold so we turned up the heat and got all cosy in bed, my wife and I snuggling and spooning. I always loved that intimacy and my cock got hard and I felt it getting wet. Our kids finally fell asleep and we were able to fall asleep. It had been a long day driving in the mountains in winter.

I awoke to my wife gently poking me and whispering, "Listen". I heard sounds from outside and from the room next door. I looked at my watch and it was 4AM. We heard a car door shut and then the motel door open and close and after 5 minutes the rythmic sounds of a couple fucking. Their bed was squeaking and after 10 minutes or so it got quiet....and then the shower ran for 5 minutes and then they were gone!...Amazingly it didn't wake the kids. My wife kissed me very deeply and her hand found my cock, which was hard and wet. I reached down and caressed her pussy and we rubbed and stroked to quiet, intimate orgasms. 

Another golden memory.