Tony walked into Nick's, it was nearly midnight, but the people were still going strong. It had been a girl's night out for Angela, as she along with Isabel and Wendy had decided they wanted to let off some steam. It had been rough on Wendy the last few months, her once meek and shy husband Herb, had entered a mid-life crisis. He'd bought a toupee, started taking the little blue pill and next thing every knew he was off to Mexico with his dental hygienist. Everyone was stunned, who knew that deep down Herb had been a Hugh Heffner want to be. It was hard for Wendy, who had for years played the part of the suffering wife, married to the dullest man in America. She'd spent a few weeks swirling in a deep depression. When she had emerged, Wendy had thrown caution to the wind and ended up on a 10-day singles cruise. Poor Wendy, for some reason she'd overlooked it was a gay cruise until she was on the boat. She ended up having a lovely time though, even if she didn't get the tapping, she had originally intended. She came back more confident and ready to prowl. It caused a bit of a rift between Wendy and Jenny though, Jenny wanting her mother to act more her age; a lady in her 50's. Wendy had reminded Jenny that she wasn't dead and if Herb could have his fun, then so could she. When Wendy had relayed this story to Isabel and Angela; both had been affronted, after all they were women in their 50's and what did act your age mean anyway? So, they had been determined to help Wendy live it up, even though both were happily married, they felt compelled to provide guidance.

Tony never wanted to be one of those husbands that didn't trust his wife to have a good time. He'd been ribbed by the buddies back in Brooklyn about how he just let her run all over him. Tony just laughed them all off, reminding them that he was the only one in the group married. He knew it was a time in Angela's life where she was experiencing a major change. Two weeks ago, she had out of the blue just cut her blonde locks. She'd left with her long blonde hair pulled back and had come home with a dramatic new style; her hair had been cut short, just lying on the collar of her shirt. Tony had not minded, loving the new look, it gave him more neck to nuzzle when he pulled her close. Mona had sat him down the day after and educated him. After the talk he was more determined to let Angela do whatever she felt like doing. He was determined to be the best husband a middle-aged menopausal woman could ask for; and not for nothing he wasn't getting younger either and had noticed no matter how much he worked out he was still packing on a few extra pounds.

Tonight, he'd just been watching the news on television when Isabel called to let him know that she'd been called in for an emergency. As the nights designated driver Isabel could get Wendy home, since she'd bought the cottage on the beach, but Angela's was in the opposite direction and Tony was needed to collect her. As he made his way through the crowd to the bar, he could hear the high squeal of Angela's voice. He could tell she'd had a few as he walked up to the bar and saw her, Isabel, and Wendy bursting with laughter. He smiled at his clearly intoxicated wife, no matter what state she was in, how she styled her hair or what she wore, Tony would always find her the sexiest woman in the world.

Suddenly Angela head turned in his direction, she caught sight of him, and a smile lit up her face. She was simply adorable.

"Here he comes ladies, the hottest husband on the eastern seaboard," said Angela loudly.

"I still want one," said Wendy, dreamingly, and clearly drunk as well.

"We can find you one, Tony and I are going to Brooklyn Sunday, I can keep an eye out," said Angela slurring her words, and then added. "Well not another Tony, but one close, cause they broke the mold with that one."

A dreamingly look came across Angela's face.

"He can break me in anytime," stated Wendy.

"Hey, that's mine," said Angela defensively. "And he's breaking me in."

"I know Angela," said Wendy quickly. "It was just a figure of speech." She was swaying on her barstool.

"It's ok, girl, we are going to out and find you someone qualified to do some breaking in," Angela said and the hiccupped.

"Hello ladies," Tony said approaching them, kissing Angela on the cheek, and greeting an awestruck Wendy and a practical Isabel with a nod. Tony could tell Isabel was a little stressed, she'd been on call and offered to drive, but when Angela and Wendy got a little drunk, they tended to get a little loud and annoying. He knew Isabel was relieved he was here and could take one of the Banshee's off her hands. Isabel gave Tony a grateful smile back.

"Alright ladies, Angela's ride is here," began Isabel. "Come along Wendy, I'll drop you home on the way into the hospital."

"My night just got hotter," said Angela slipping unsteadily off her barstool, Tony steadying her as she staggered into his chest and front. "Hi honey," she rubbed against him, "Is that happy in your pants, or are something to see me."

Angela and Wendy howled.

"Angela," he said with a laugh.

"I don't want to go Isabel," said Wendy.

"Come on Wendy," Isabel said gently coaxing her to leave.

"But Tony and Angela aren't leaving," Wendy said. "Can't I stay with them?"

"Wendy, we aren't staying, got to get back we have an early day tomorrow," Tony lied. They didn't have anything planned but he knew Wendy and wanted to help Isabel.

"No, we don't," said Angela, "and we are going to stay here until you dance with me."

Angela wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I want these big," she breathed into his face and Tony could smell the pink martini's she'd consumed as she placed his left hand on her right hip, "strong, manly arms," she placed his right hand on her left hip, "around me all night sexy papa."

"See, they are staying," shouted Wendy. "Bartender another round."

"Wendy the tab is closed, come along now," began Isabel. "Tony and Angela are coming over to your place."

Isabel caught Tony's eye and nodded to include him in the lie.

"Oh yeah," said Tony. "You got to get there and set it up."

"Ooh I will, and I'll pull out the platter, oooh I can serve those little wieners," cried Wendy.

"Trust me Wendy, nothing little about the wiener I eat," said Angela swinging off Tony's neck.

"Angela," said Tony puling her arms away and pinning her with a look.

Wendy and Angela howled.

"Come on now Wendy," Isabel said steering them to the door.

"Alright, guys I'll have everything ready," said Wendy

Tony waved as Isabel pulled a screaming Wendy out of the bar.

"Now, baby, you owe me a dance," said Angela as she snuggled up against him more.

Tony gave in, yes, she was a tipsy, maybe even a little drunk but he loved holding her and dancing.

"Alright, one dance," said Tony as he started moving them to the dance floor.

They walked to the middle of the dance floor; a fast-paced European techno song was playing. Not the sort of song to pull your lover close, but Angela wasn't deterred. She saddled up to Tony and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in close as she started to gyrate against him to the beat.

They music wasn't quite his style, but he enjoyed having Angela close. He placed his hands on her waist and played along. Angela nuzzled his neck and Tony started to get turned on.

"Mmmm, I missed you," she said against his ear, nipping on his lobe.

"I can tell," was his response and he swayed with her. Enjoying the feel of front of her body on his.

She ran her hands up his back and into his hair as she leaned back, never taking his eyes from his, as she rocked her pelvis against his groin. Tony groaned.

"Angela don't do that here," he admonished, they were in Fairfield, people knew them.

"Why not?" challenged Angela. "You are hot as hell, I'm horny as hell, and I want you."

Tony looked around to see if anyone heard her. The music was so loud that no one was paying attention to them.

"Come on, let's get home now," replied Tony.

"I don't want you to take me home," cried Angela. "I want you to take me somewhere to fuck."

"Angela keep your voice down," said Tony as he started to pull her off the dance floor.

"Come on, I think there is a room in back," said Angela pulling in the direction of the rest rooms.

"Sweetie, no, this isn't the place," said Tony pulling her back and toward the direction of the door.

"Oh good idea, the car," said Angela. "I'm so glad you bought the one with the retractable console."

"We aren't going to do it in the car, we are going home Angela," said Tony, continuing to pull her to the door.

"I don't' want to go home," said Angela loudly. "I want to go somewhere and do it Tony, do you understand what I mean by it? You, me, naked, doing the horizontal mambo."

Thankfully the only person who seemed to hear was the bartender who just stood grinning at the scene.

"Angela keep your voice down," scolded Tony.

"Why, you afraid someone may hear how you're a trying to weasel out of your husbandly duties?" she said.

"Ay oh, oh ay," said Tony. "No one is trying to get out of anything, I'm just trying to get you out to the car."

"Ooh yes, take me in the car Tony," said Angela purring against his chest. She ran her hand along his crotch, trying to undo his belt.

"Angela," said Tony slapping her hand away.

"I want it," she cried out in frustration.

"Car, now," he said forcefully as he grabbed her by the hand to went out the door of the bar.

When they made it outside Tony tried to swiftly walk across the parking lot to his jeep. It was made harder as Angela had grabbed a hold of the back of his pants by his belt loop.

"Slow down cowboy," she said. "I want a ride,"

He rolled his eyes and allowed her to catch up and walk beside him.

"And I know how to without falling off," she finished.

He stopped and brought her flush against him, he brought his lips to hers and kissed her passionately, letting his tongue run along her bottom lip when she opened her mouth. He hoped this would satiate her until he could get them home.

Fuck me Tony," she said when he released her mouth. "Right here, on the hood of that Buick."

"Come on," he said taking her by the hand.

Walking was made difficult as Angela was now trying to undo his belt and unzip his pants.

"Cut it out," he said sternly, taking her hands and pulling her to the Jeep.

He unlocked the passenger door, opened it to allow her to get in.

"Are you mad at me?" she asked with a pout.

Tony leaned in and kissed her tenderly.

"Never," he replied, smiling as he shut the door once she was inside.

He walked around the car and got in the driver's side.

As soon as he was in, Angela roughly pulled him to her and aggressively attacked his mouth with hers. Her hands on the sides of his neck playing with the hairs of his nape.

"Alight, you just sit over there, and I'll have us home in no time," he replied once she'd released him.

"Dammit Tony, I don't want to go home, you said you'd fuck me in the car," cried Angela hysterically.

"Hey, I want it to be proper, at home in our bed, where we can take our time," said Tony giving her a passionate look.

He knew that as soon as they started driving, she'd most likely fall asleep, wake up tomorrow with a pounding headache, embarrassed at how she acted.

"That's the thing Tony, as much as I love how much time you spend on me," began Angela. "Sometimes a woman has just got be thoroughly, soundly fucked, just clothes ripping fucked."

She moved the console out of her way.

"Like right now," she said once again taking his mouth as the tried to crawl over onto his lap.

"No, just stay on your side," he said. He didn't need her moving to his lap. If she did, he'd never make it out of the parking lot.

She growled. He'd never heard that sound come from her. It was just slightly unnerving.

She grabbed him by the neck and pulled him over toward her and devoured his lips.

"Mmmm Tony," she said as she sucked on his bottom lip.

She had an iron clad grip on him, and he indulged his wife by rubbing his hands up her sides and around her waist.

He had no idea how long they'd been making out, nor that the windows had steamed up. Tony pulled back from her embrace and attempted to center himself. He was now painfully aroused as the bulge in his jeans would indicate. Angela saw it and licked her lips.

"Oh yeah," she said eyeing his erection like a pastry at a bakery.

She pounced again and went straight for his pants. She succeeded in getting his belt undone.

"Wait, wait, stop, babe, not here, let's get home," said Tony.

"Why the hell not here Tony," she asked. "Momma's hungry and wants a snack."

"Honey please you are going to make it impossible to drive," he admonished.

Just then there came a tap at the drives side window. Tony looked up to see the face of a cop staring back at him. He rolled down the window.

"Um hello officer," Tony said sheepishly.

"Evening folks, having any troubles tonight," the office inquired.

They must have been setting there for a while, and he must have seen the light struggle Tony was having and assumed the worst.

"Yes, officer, it seems my husband doesn't want to fuck me," said Angela leaning over Tony.

Noticing his handcuffs, she added. "Ooh can I borrow your cuffs, could come in handy."

"Angela," Tony was exasperated. He didn't want to go to jail because of his horny wife.

"Sorry folks didn't mean to interrupt, you two have a good night," the cop said with a chuckle and a tip of the cap to Tony.

The cop walked away, probably to radio in on what he'd just heard, and Fairfield station would get a laugh out of it. Tony rolled the window of the jeep back up, shaking his head.

"You are going to regret this tomorrow," he said to Angela.

"Not if you make it good I won't," said Angela wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling his jaw line. "I know you want me Tony, you can't resist."

Angela ran her hand down his shirt and popped open the button of his pants and eased the zipper down his engorged erection. Tony watched her as she pulled his cock out of his underwear and licked her lips.

"Oooh come to mama," she said seductively as she ran her fingers across the head and down the underside. Tracing the vein.

Tony just laid his head back against the seat. He couldn't resist her when she was like this. He watched her hand as she started to pump him up and down.

"Shit," he said.

"Feels good doesn't it, why do you fight me," she purred licking his ear lobe.

He turned his head slightly and took her lips into a deep kiss as she kept massaging him.

"I want a taste," Angela said.

Tony watched as she lowered her head to his now aching, swollen member, her tongue running from the base to the head, her eyes looking up at him as she licked around the head and then took him into her mouth. She slowly sucked as she lowered her head onto him.

Tony's eyes rolled back into his head and he leaned back against the head rest as his hands went to the steering wheel to squeeze as she took him all the way into her mouth.

"Ahhhh, God that feels good," he said breathlessly.

She giggled around him the vibrations shaking him to the core.

"Damm, babe, we aren't going to make it to the house," he said.

She released him.

"That's what I've been trying to tell you," she replied.

"And we aren't going to do it in the car," Tony stated. "Look the Sands is right across the street."

"A cheap motel?" Angela asked with a smile as she rose to look out the drivers' side window at the hotel. "Oh yes please, take me and fuck me hard Tony,"

"Let's go," he said taking her lips in a kiss.

She leaned against him as Tony found the keys and started up the motor. Angela started to stroke his cock again.

"Baby, I know it's not far, but I don't want to wreck us," said Tony smiling at her. "Just give me a moment please,"

She smiled at him and kissed him quickly and tenderly.

Tony put the Jeep in drive and quickly, and legally, crossed the street.

"Shit, I can't go in there," he said. "I don't know how I'm going to get it back in my pants."

"Don't do anything," began Angela. "I'll go, you stay here, and just lean back and think about how good it's going to feel once your inside me."

She stroked him once more.

"Shit, hurry," said Tony.

Angela got out of the car with her purse and went inside. Tony tried to get himself back under control while Angela negotiated their accommodations. He needed to be able to get out of the car, but no way could he get his erection back in his pants. He closed his eyes and leaned back, but all he could see was Angela's mouth closing over his cock. It was no use, it wasn't going away, he was out, and he wasn't going back until he'd gotten what he wanted.

Angela came running back out waving a key card in her hand as she got back in the passenger side.

"125, the one all the way at the end," she said proudly.

"Why did they put us all the way down there?" asked Tony.

"Well, I told them we may get a little loud," Angela said.

"Please tell me you didn't tell him what we would be doing," Tony said.

"Don't be silly, I may be tipsy but not that out of it, I let him know we were a duet and would be practicing," was her reply.

"Works for me," said Tony as he drove them down to the end of the row of rooms.

Angela laughed and reached over to stroke him again.

"Did he miss me while I was away," she said.

"He does get lonely," said Tony.

"He better fuck me hard," Angela said seriously. "I mean it Tony, I want it hard and long, I want to feel it tomorrow."

"Yes, dear," was his reply.

They parked.

"How in the hell am I supposed to get out and not flash Fairfield," Tony asked.

"Leave it to me," said Angela getting out of the car and running over to his side. She opened the door and took his left arm as she turned around so her back was facing him. "Get out and lean on me, press your cock into my ass,"

Tony did as she said, grasping her around the waist and burying himself into her jeans.

"Mmm, I can't want to have it," said Angela as they made their way to the door.

"Hurry up and unlock the door, and I'll give it to you," growled Tony in her ear making her giggle in anticipation.

Angela quickly rammed the key card into the slot, waited for the light to turn green. When it did, she threw up the door and they both fell into the room. The door closed behind them. Tony turned on the light to the room and Angela quickly closed the drapes.

They then tore into each other. Tony kicked off his shoes and Angela threw off her heels. They stood in front of each other as they kissed hungrily. Angela running her hands across his back as Tony ran his hands down her waist to cup her ass. She tugged at the hem of his t-shirt and their lips broke apart only for his shirt to be discarded falling at their feet. Tony started to walk them to the bed, kissing her hotly on the mouth once again. He quickly snapped open the buttons on her shirt, she helped by pulling her arms out as it dropped to the floor, leaving her in her pink bra and jeans. Tony's hands itched. She pulled his pants and underwear the rest of the way down his lean legs, her eyes shining at his hard cock. She stroked it good a few more times and dropped to her knees.

"No, no," said Tony. "You wanted to be fucked."

He pulled her back up and turned her to face the bed. He unsnapped her bra and let it fall from her shoulders. He ran his hands up her stomach and cupped her perfectly shaped breasts in his hands. Massaging them tenderly, tweaking her nipples as her head feel back against his shoulder and he sucked at her neck.

"Mmm Tony,' she cooed.

His hands released his breast and went down her stomach to her unsnapped the button of her jeans and pulled the zipper down. He then slid them down her waist to her knees, Angela shimmed and stepped out of them. Tony the cupped her mound through her lace pink thong as he trailed kisses up her shoulders to her neck. His erection pressed up against her bare cheeks from behind and Angela started to rub him up and down.

"Take me Tony, just like this," she said.

He grabbed the side of her thong and ripped it off her, throwing it in the direction of the nightstand. He kissed the back of her neck as his hands traced her upper thighs and cupped her again.

"Lay down on the bed and spread your legs," Tony commanded.

He watched her with a predatory gleam in his eyes as she did as he asked. She laid down with a smile, her body shining with arousal. Tony licked his lips and once she was in place lowered himself and began to crawl toward his goal.

"I told you to spread your legs," he said as he grabbed her knees spreading her open to his hungry gaze.

Once she was exposed, he dove in headfirst and licked her all the way from the opening of her vagina to her clit. He flicked her a few times with his tongue and her hands came down into his hair as she pulled on him. He rubbed his nose against her clit and took her in her scent.

"Tell me how you want to be fucked?" he demanded.

He dipped his head as he traced her outer lips with his tongue and then plunged it inside of her, licking her inner walls.

"Oh God," she screamed at the sensation.

He stopped and looked up at her.

"Tell me," he asked again.

He kept his eyes on her face as his tongue darted out and flicked her clit again and then gently began to suck.

Her head feel back and her arms were failingly, grabbing at the comforter on the bed and pulling it.

"I want you from behind," she screamed as her orgasm began to take over.

Tony relentlessly kept suckling her sweet pussy. His cock now aching for release.

Angela's orgasm came and she screamed out.

"Toooonnyy! Fuck me," she withered on the bed, grabbing the pillows and throwing them.

Her wet juices coated his chin, and he gave her two more licks.

He rose to a kneeling position, his cock pointed up, Tony took himself and stroked.

"You want this?" he asked with a grin.

"Oh God yes, Tony," she begged.

He smiled as she rose to a kneeling position on the bed. She smiled as she leaned in and kissed her juices from his chin before taking his mouth in a hot searing kiss. They kissed in the center of the bed, Angela pulling Tony with her to the head of the bed. She then released his lips.

"I love how you are always so gentle with me," she began. "But I don't want to be gentle, Tony, I want it rough and hard,"

Tony had doubts, sure he'd fucked before, but that was not something he'd wanted to do with her. Angela was different, she was to be worshipped and her never just wanted to treat her like a wild roll.

But she maneuvered around him, turning them both back around to face the foot of the bed. She then turned in his arms pressing her ass once more against his aching erection.

"Fuck my brains out Tony," she said once again as she grinded against him.

Tony was gone to hell with it, as he kissed across her shoulders, around her neck, to her lips giving her a sloppy kiss. He grasped her hips in his hands and ran his cock up and down the slit of her ass.

Angela dropped down to her knees and leaned onto her elbows. Angling her ass up to him. He smiled down at the sight. He ran his hands across her ass, gently massaging each cheek as be moved in behind her. He took hold of his member and guided into her wet pussy from behind, running his hands up her spine as he sank into her.

"Yeeessss!" she screamed out loudly.

He took her hips in his hands and as he pumped in and out in three long hard strokes.

"Oooh yeess Tony," she screamed out again.

He looked up and grinned, there was a mirror, sneaky girl, she'd positioned them perfectly. He pulled her gently to her knees so her back was against him. He took her arms and pulled them, so they were wrapped around his head.

"Watch me fuck you," whispered Tony hotly into her ear.

He ran his hands up and cupped her breasts again in his hands. Pinching her nipples as he pumped into her. His hands coming to wrap around her waist as he continued his steady but hard strokes into her.

"Look at yourself," Tony said against her ear. "Open your eyes and look,"

Angela's opened her eyes and her fell back against his shoulder. He kissed her ear, her hair line, her cheek, her neck.

"You're so beautiful," he said as his right hand came down to where they were joined and started to massage her clit as his cock pumped her.

Their eyes locked into each other's through the mirror and he watched as he brought her to orgasm again.

She dropped her arms from around him and fell once more to her elbows and knees.

"Fuck me harder, Tony!" she screamed out.

He was glad they had the last room, but he was pretty sure the night clerk heard her all the way at the front desk.

Tony knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

He leaned over her and covered her back with his torso, grasping around her tiny waist with both arms and plunged into her to the hilt. He licked her spine and bit softly onto her shoulder. He covered her completely, pounding into her.

"Yes, Yes, Tony, Yes, yes, oh God fuck me," Angela continued to scream out with each thrust he made inside of her.

He rose back up and placed a hand on each shoulder as he bucked wildly against her. He pounded into her with lighting strokes, his balls slapping as he pumped. Angela dropped her head into her hands angling her pussy higher toward him. He felt her walls tighten as another orgasm racked through her. Tony's lower back spasmed as he threw his head straight back, his eyes bulged, as his cum shot into her quivering pussy. They both screamed in pure unadulterated passion as he once again collapsed down against her back, as his cock continued to explode ribbons upon ribbons of cum up inside of her.

After a few short moments, Angela knees gave out and he slipped out of her as she collapsed onto her stomach. Tony looked down and could see red finger indentions on her sides and shoulders and he felt panic go threw him for a moment. Worried he'd been too rough he moved from behind her to lay down on his side, beside her on the bed.

He kissed her forehead and she sleepily smiled at him.

"Are you ok?" he asked her tenderly.

"Hmmm yes," she purred in delight.

He kissed her forehead, nose and finally her lips.

"Are you sure," he asked.

"I feel absolutely divine" she said her hand stroking his cheek and she looked at him, her eyes sparkling with love and sleep.

He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead into hers.

"I love you," she whispered.

He smiled and kissed her tenderly on the lips.

"I love you," he responded.

He felt her shiver as the sweat started to dry to her naked body. Tony reached over her and pulled the comforter so that it covered her as she started to drift off.

"You love me so well," she said in a haze.

"I aim to please," he chuckled.

"Oh and you please me very well," she said with a smile as she drifted off to sleep.

He lay beside her, the glow of the light giving her skin an ethereal glow. He watched her sleep, the way her nose would twitch, the way her hair would flutter with each breath, her lips parted slightly as the tiniest of snores emanated from her. He smiled at her tenderly as he stroked her bare back.

It had been 18 years since he knocked on her front door. It had taken eight to get him to admit his feelings and the last 10 years of their marriage had been absolutely heaven. Sure they had issues, like all couples, but they both loved each other with a fierceness and would fight to always stay at each other's sides. He simply loved her; she was his happily ever after.

He continued to watch her sleep until his own gaze felt heavy.

He leaned into her.

"You are the best thing that ever happened to me," he whispered into her ear. "And I'll love you for all time," as he kissed her cheek.

"Tony," she sighed with a smile.

He reached behind him to gather the other half of the comforter. He scooted closer against her and wrapped her in his warmth, and they drifted off. Tony marveling at her and wondering what time they had to check out in the morning.