Heather reached out and grabbed his cock.

She had decided that drastic action was needed.

Like a good wife, she had waited patiently for her husband to indicate an interest in fucking before going to sleep. But when Tom had turned his back to her and indicated an immediate interest in going to sleep, it had been more than Heather could take.

She was horny. She wanted to get fucked.

Why should I have to play with myself when I've got this perfectly good cock right in bed with me? she asked herself, not unreasonably. It's time I started making it clear when I want sex.

"Heather, honey, I've got a hard day's work ahead of me tomorrow. I've got to get some sleep. Uuuuuhhhh…"

His wife's skilled finger manipulations drew a groan from his throat, despite his reluctance. He could feel his prick starting to grow under her touch. He sighed. It looked like he was going to have to go through with it.

"But Tom, darling," she purred, her hand never slowing in its teasing cock caresses. "I need you so bad. All evening, I've been thinking about how nice it would be to make love to you when we got to bed. I just couldn't stand to lie awake all night, needing you…"

Her fingers played over the bulging tip of his cock. They tantalized the thick ridge that separated cock-head and shaft. She could feel her cunt tinging as his prick grew steadily to iron-hard rigidity.

Her pussy wanted that stiff cock up inside it!

"Uuuuuhh!"

Tom was falling prey to the insistent stroking of his pretty wife's fingers. He fell sleep slipping away as his swollen cock-shaft became first priority. He was going to have to get his rocks off before he got any sleep tonight!

"Oh, Tom. I love your cock, honey!"

With a low moan, Heather slipped her head down under the sheet. She found her husband's throbbing cock and closed her lips over the bulbous-tip.