She sometimes thought she'd been foolish to marry a man ten years her senior. Still, their sex life had been wonderful for a long time. Even now, when they were both especially hot, it was great. But it happened infrequently lately.

The lush-titted brunette sighed and reached for more potato chips. The bag was empty and she realized she'd eaten the whole thing. I better watch out or I'll get fat, she thought.

She automatically moved her hands over her body. She wore a sheer short nightgown which clearly revealed her huge, dark-brown nipples and thick cunt-bush. Her legs were long for her height and her ass was slightly full and always got wolf-whistles when she walked down the street.

In the old days, Charlie had loved her ass. Maybe he still did, but he paid so little attention to her body she didn't know. Still it seemed to happen to most married couples. The first few years of marriage are exciting and after that it's down-hill all the way.

In the old days Charlie had been a terrific cocksman. He had a good thick cock and knew what to do with it. His cockhead was massive and his rod was a good seven inches fully erect. In the old days it got as hard as a rock when he was excited. Nowadays it never got more than semi-stiff.

The girl on the screen was plunging her fingers in and out of her gash. Cheryl pretended she had Charlie's massive prick-knob splitting her cunt flaps in two as his fuck pole pushed inside her slit. His cockshaft used to rub her cunt in a way that drove her crazy with excitement and she closed her eyes and squeezed her thighs altogether, pretending they were fucking now.

"Hey, honey, you get some more chips?" Charlie said, tugging at her hand. "I don't wanna miss this part."

"Okay," she sighed, climbing off the bed and going down to the kitchen.

When she was halfway down the stairs, he called out. "Bring me a beer, huh, honey?" he said?