Her innocent face flushed with the shame of it. Imagine being stripped naked during the lunch hour right there in the kitchen with the curtains opened. She thought of making another complaint but she bit her tongue deciding that she would only irritate her husband more by nagging about his unseemly behavior. It seemed to her that she was always on the defensive and she didn't want Eddie to think that she objected to everything all the time although in their short marriage it was beginning to look like she did.

"Oh baby, I want you. I want to fuck you now. Your body turns me on so much!"

His muscular arms swept her up; lifting her, easily, he carried her to their bedroom, leaving the trail of her clothing behind them on the way. He deposited his wife on the soft yielding mattress and stepped back to kick off his shoes. He clawed his tennis garb from his body, frantically, scattering it about the room in a flurry of quick movements for which he was famous on the tennis court.

Alyce watched her young husband undress, admiring his athlete's body but as she did a tidal wave of conflicting thoughts and emotions coursed through her.

Alyce was a body fitness fanatic and she admired her husband's body almost abstractly like he was a specimen not a human being. But she just could not get over his sexual appetite. His passion rises so fast she thought and he gets so hard. Look at his penis. It's standing up already and it's so huge. The head is blood red and it's throbbing so dangerously I feel afraid of it. I wish he'd give me some time to get in the mood, wait until the evening. I love him but I can't allow his lust to ruin our marriage.