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Animal Instincts
Author: Aspirant07
last update2021-08-07 16:14:47

River Creek, Astron City, UAC

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Angela parked her SUV in their garage. She was back from her hometown at Barnsford. It was a long drive and took her 5 hours to Astron City. As she disembarked, she sighed heavily bearing the ungrateful feeling of unhappy married life.

The feeling was loathsome, the thought of having a nice home but a failing marriage, it was as if it became normal. Angela did not even have a solid definition of a happy marriage. She was not only unhappy but she was also hurting most of the time.

Their home was situated in a quiet neighborhood. Living inside their house provided an immense discomforting quietness that always drove her to cry. Their house was expensive for an average couple.

When they were canvassing for a house, Lance wanted to impress her wife when he was still active on duty. Thus pushing him to buy an ostentatious house up above the hill overlooking the beauty of Astron City. It was perfect to live a quiet and private life beyond the loudness of Astron City.

Glancing at their house's anterior, she shook her head unknowingly as a depressed feeling kicked in. Angela almost cannot recall when this negative feeling started. She resisted minding it much or hurtful memories would flood back her thoughts.

As she entered the house from the garage, she smelled a delectable aroma. It was a familiar smell of her favorite dish that she had missed for long years. Longer than she could remember.

She followed the smell, passing thru a wide isle of their living room connecting the kitchen. She found that Lance was the one cooking, wearing home clothes and an apron. Their dining table held a bottle of chilled expensive red wine and two wine goblets.

Angela was not sure of what her husband was doing. Her husband cooking meals was an odd happenstance. She could not remember the last time her husband had done something for her. 

'I really could use a fine meal at this moment. I am famished.'

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"I am cooking, my dear. Isn't it obvious?" Lance answered as he looked over his shoulder.

"Is that Minestra?" (Minestra Manitata -- American-Italian soup dish that translated to wedding soup)

"Yeah," Lance answered as he glanced back at the dish on top of a low-heat stove. He stirred the soup professionally with the wooden ladle.

"Well, I miss you cooking for me. I cannot remember when was the last time you cooked for me since you retired." She said confusingly, still unbelievable what she witnessed.

She placed her shoulder bag on the nearest chair and sighed deeply. Lance only chuckled while stirring the pot.

"Is this your way of saying sorry?" Angela asked, still perturbed.

"Yes, dear. This is how I will make amends with you. If you accept it." Lance said while glancing alternately to her and back to his cooking.

Angela smiled back. The unfamiliar feeling had once again embraced her emotions. Her sadness was abruptly replaced by happiness.

Likewise, she saw radiance on his face like when they were newlyweds. She wanted this feeling again. She wanted to erase all the bad memories they had from the past. She wanted to start again.

They had their sumptuous meal together and left the dishes unwashed. Both giggled and continuously teased each other like they were back in their college days. They exchanged green jokes, talked about their happy past moments, recalled their foolishness together, and eventually they became horny of having shared thoughts of their past - wild and adventurous intimate moments while they were in their car or a public bathroom.

After they ate, they went directly to their bedroom.

Angela went inside the room first, galloping with her hand holding Lance from behind. When they entered the room, they stood face to face in front of their bed at arm's length apart. Angela and Lance locked their eyes together without any words uttered. An exchange of smiles to each other seductively and teasingly. Angela took her hair tie to untangle her ponytail and shook her head as her hair strands fell gently to her shoulders. 

Lance's eyes were staring at her, wanting, needing, or even begging her to indulge intimately. The feeling of excitement filled the atmosphere.

He was all the time gloomy, and moody and they talked so little that it seemed their love for each other had faded. They became more like housemates than lovers. This time, for sure, everything would change for at least this particular night.

Lance just stood there while watching Angela unbutton her shirt from her neck to the bottom. Angela's black-colored bra protruded and showed her cleavage while undressing her shirt. She then slowly unfastened her belt, unbuttoned her jeans, and zipped it down halfway, showing the lace of her panties.

Lance took off his muscle shirt and threw it to the side while he locked his eyes on hers. Lance felt his temperature rose and specks of perspiration ran down his forehead. The moment he saw her wife undressed teasingly, it rekindled the wild side of him that only her wife had experienced during their married life.

It was like the first time Angela saw the chiseled body of her husband. His abs were still rock hard and his chest was still in emphasized form with a little bit of chest hair. She was figuratively drooling overlooking from his abs to his face and eventually she was not able to resist. Immediately, she grabbed him at the back of his neck pulling him onto the bed a few steps back while giving a hard kiss in his mouth.

Angela eventually lay on the bed with her legs spread wide and Lance was on top of her, pressing his muscular body to his wife's lean body. They were both French kissing for a long time while Lance's enormous right hand traveled from her face, clenching her neck slightly, down to her breast and the cheeks of her butt. She moaned softly, her body was perspiring and her temperature rose to above normal. Her mouth was so wet as they shared their saliva back and forth through their tongues.

'I love the way he does his foreplays. I am so wet.' She thought. Her thoughts grew wilder.

Lance pulled his lips from hers and looked into her eyes for a bit while saying, "I will fulfill my promise. From now on, you will be happy. I love you no matter what."

Angela did not say anything but instead, she replied with a slight grin and pulled his head with both palms pressed unto his cheeks to kiss him again torridly. Both hands were working on unbuckling her husband's belt and pulling his jeans down exposing his butt. Angela grabbed his husband's butt cheeks and grasped them hard while pulling them towards her widespread crotch. They both fully undressed their pants and let their jeans lay flat on the floor.

Now they were both naked, with no barriers, no armor, no clothing, only skin-to-skin. They both felt each other's body heat rubbing against each other. Angela cannot resist any more foreplay but led Lance to intercourse. It was like the first time that something slid inside of her, very hot, rubbing their skin and bare. She gave in to that feeling buried inside of her, awakening her animal instincts.

They both surrendered themselves to each other. The intimacy they shared lasted for hours on that very night. Her moan was unnaturally loud and reverberated to the confined walls of their room. Lance's best bed performance was demonstrated energetically like they were in a live show. They did not waste any time and expelled all energy inside of them. After on the bed, they did it on the floor, on the wall standing, and in the bathtub.

They both quenched the long thirst. They had let their drives and instincts take over their emotions. After they exhausted their energies from a brutal activity, they both lay on their backs while Angela cuddled to his husband's side. They were unable to move without exerting sheer effort and succumbed to a day's retirement. They both closed their eyes and their breathing was a little bit heavy with their mouths slightly opened, slowly subsiding.

'I could get used to this. This is a brand new start for us. Thank you.' Angela thought.

Lance was also deep thinking.

'It is unfortunate that this is the last. This is for the best of both of us and the greater good. I am very, very sorry. Because sooner, I will die.'

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