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You weren't sure what to make for dinner tonight, but you needed to come up with an idea quickly. Your husband, Harvey, would be arriving home from work soon and you tried to make a habit of having dinner ready, especially in the winter.
Since there was no gardening to be done, the animals had automatic feeders, and all necessary farm repairs were complete, you had most of the day to do whatever pleased you. Recently, you had taken up crocheting and tending to houseplants. This allowed you plenty of time to cook for your beloved spouse, repaying him since he did most of the cooking in the busy Fall farming season.
However, you had procrastinated today and Harvey would arrive home any minute. In fact, it was already fifteen minutes past his normal return. You felt the worry start to creep in, but you reminded yourself that the ground was covered with ice and snow, so Harvey was probably just walking with caution.
You decided to just make a soup with some leftover vegetables from the week, which took little effort on your part. You let the pot of ingredients boil while you allowed yourself to sit down on the couch with a good book and your cat, Pickles.
The door opened as you began to relax, and your husband walked in, looking quite different than normal. "Harvey?" You asked, slightly concerned. His peacoat was thoroughly dusted in snow and his eyes were wide, almost alarmed. "Are you alright?"
"Well, I'm afraid not." He dropped his briefcase and coat before rushing over to the couch and sitting next to you. "I'm afraid I slipped and fell on a patch of ice on my way home from work."
"Oh, honey!" You exclaimed, sitting up straighter as your husband retold what had happened.
"I hit my head on the ice. I don't think I am concussed, but I'm afraid I have a hematoma. Could you check it out for me?"
"Of course! What do I do?" You looked up at your husband for instructions. "Also, I wouldn't be surprised if you had a concussion. You've said "I'm afraid" way more than a person should in thirty seconds." You joked.
Your husband chuckled as he stood up from the couch and kneeled down in front of you. "You make a fair point, dear. Now, if you could just reach around my head and feel for any major lumps." He took off his glasses and set them gently next to you. "I thought I felt one forming, but I'm not sure."
You leaned forward so Harvey's face was against you and started running your hands through his thick brown hair. Your fingers gently moved across his head, but you weren't able to find the lumps he had described. You scooted forward even farther in hopes of getting a better grip, but there still seemed to be nothing.
"Do you feel anything?" A very muffled voice asked from your chest. You sat up quickly and looked down at your husband, whose face held a goofy, almost intoxicated expression.
"Oh, yoba! Harvey, was I suffocating you?" You asked, concerned that you might be causing even more damage. "Are you okay?"
"I'm more than okay..." Harvey grinned, slightly flustered. You instantly realized that it wasn't deprived of oxygen, he was deprived of you. "...But you should probably keep checking, just in case you missed...something..." He leaned his head forward again, ready to resume his place in between your breasts.
"Harveyyyyyy..." You shook your head, giggling at his attempt. "Did you really even hit your head?"
He sat back and gently rubbed the back of his head. "I did, but whatever you were doing seems to have made me feel completely better." The sheepish grin returned to his face as he slid his free hand up onto your thigh. "...If you want to keep doing it, I'm sure it would only make me feel completely better..."
You couldn't help but be flattered by his desperate attempts. "If you want to touch my tits, just say so." You joked.
"I want to touch your tits." He said without skipping a beat. "Well actually, technically speaking I want to touch your-"
"Just touch them." You laughed, grabbing Harvey's hands and resting them on your breasts before he could launch into a medical lecture. "Happy?"
Harvey hummed contentedly. "Very much so." He let his hands start to wander down to your waist before sneaking under the hem of your shirt. "It would be even better without this pesky thing, though." He teased before pulling off your shirt, revealing your completely bare breasts. He gasped slightly, caught off guard by your unexpected nudity, but you could tell he was even more turned on. "My, my, my... I must say I was expecting you to have on a bra, but this is a very pleasant surprise, my love."
"I've just been in the house today, I didn't have a reason to put one on-"
"Whatever the reason, I'm thrilled." He grinned sheepishly, continuing to fondle your perfect breasts. "Now that does lead me to the question, is there anything on under those pants?" He tugged provocatively at the knee of your pants.
"Why don't you find out for yourself?" You winked, slowly guiding his hand up to the waistband. "But if you've hit your head we probably shouldn't-"
"A little head trauma never hurt anyone." Your husband objected, pushing you back onto the couch and ripping your pants off with grandeur, leaving you in your completely naked figure. "Dear Yoba, (Y/N)," Harvey muttered, lapping up every ounce of you with his eyes. "I'm one lucky son-of-a-bitch, aren't I?"
You giggled at his statement, always intrigued when he chose to use profanity. "Harveyyy-"
"Ah, you're right, you're right." He nodded his head as he quickly removed his signature green suitcoat and loosened his rusty brown necktie. "If we're going to do something, I ought to get started, don't I?"
With that he crouched in front of your bare legs, spreading them as he looked over your wet pussy. "I'm aware it's known for the great scenery, but I would argue this is the best view in the Valley, my dear." He complimented before diving face-first into you, his tongue flicking over your sensitive clit as he held your legs spread wide.
While there were many perks to dating a doctor, his knowledge of your body and how to make it feel amazing was impeccable. Throw in all the compliments he sent your way, seeing as he was absolutely enchanted by you, and you landed yourself the perfect husband. You weren't thinking about that, though, as another scream of pleasure escaped your lips.
"YES! HARVEY, YES!" You continued to shout, feeling his tongue on every inch of your sensitive lips. "Yes, just like that!"
He was relentless, gripping you with one hand on your thighs and the other on your waist as he continued to devour you. When it came to fucking you, Harvey did it all. He was unabated in his quest to please you fully. You were pleasantly reminded of this as you curled your fingers through his short, wavt hair, holding him to you as you moaned insisently with pure pleasure. You felt a tightening in your core as a wave of pleasure sent through you, signalling that you were growing close to your orgasm. Harvey felt it, too, and took it as a signal of his success as he lifted his head up to say, "Oh, you're not getting off that easily," in a sinister tongue you only recognized from your bedroom.
He pulled away before you could climax, tormenting you and sending him further into fantasy. His face was covered with a mix of his saliva and your juices as he stared lustfully at you, his wife, laying in front of him and just begging to keep being pleased.
Just as you started to whine, he put a hand over your mouth to silence your moans as he quickly inserted three fingers into you, sending you back to a world of pleasure. "Ah, yes, YES!" You exhaled, feeling the swirl of electricity shock your body again.
Your screams of pleasure were music to Harvey's ears. You were sure he was using all of his strength to refrain from unzipping his pants and fucking you, but nothing turned him on as much as watching you melt from him just using his fingers to satisfy you. He leaned over you so your faces were inches apart as he started kissing your neck, his hot breath whispering along your throat. "You're just a mess for me, aren't you?"
You let out a gasped moan as he plunged his fingers into you over and over again, twisting and turning to perfectly hit every inch of your sensitive core. "Ha- Harveyyy!" Was the only sound able to escape your quivering lips as you felt yourself grow closer and closer to finishing. You could feel yourself tightening around him, energy stirring within you. Your hedonistic husband could sense this, and started scissoring his fingers inside of you as he slid off of the couch and returned his head to its rightful place between your legs.
The mix of Harvey's tongue swirling over you while he fucked you with his long, strong fingers was quickly sending you to the edge of your climax. You knew it was close, your body turning rigid as you arched your back, throwing yourself up into your husband's face.
Harvey gripped your thigh tightly with one hand as he pushed you back down, forcing your body to stay in its place as you came. Your body tensed up as you felt your long awaited ethereal pleasure surge through you, your hands tightening as you gripped the couch cushion and Harvey's hair, keeping him to you as you orgasmed. There was no stopping as you involuntarily let out a series of loud, rolling moans from your husband's touch. You lost sense of your body as fireworks shot through your vision, a satisfying end to your pent up experience.
Once he was positive you were finished, your husband sat up to watch you collapse on the couch. It was everything you could have needed today, and Yoba you were thrilled to have received it. Your body was utterly exhausted as you kept your eyes closed, relaxing in the bliss of the moment.
You were stirred back to reality as you heard the distinct metallic click of your husband taking off his belt and unzipping his pants. You peeked one eye open to see him naked in front of you, eyeing you with a devilish little grin. "What, you didn't think we were done yet, did you?"
"Wha-" You whispered, barely able to breathe as you realized what Harvey was saying.
"Don't I get a turn?" His sly smile told you everything that you needed to know as he reached an arm around you to help pull you up. "Come on, let's go to the bedroom." Your legs to barely move as he held your hand, walking you back to the room. While he wasn't the strongest guy around, he had no issue forcing you back onto the bed and lifting your legs over his shoulders.
You didn't have time to recover from your previous orgasm when Harvey thrusted his hard, lengthy cock deep into you. The room echoed with pleasure as both of your moans swirled through the air. Nothing you had experienced today could compare to the amazing feeling of him deep inside of you, ramming his dick deeper and deeper into you with every thrust. You finally opened your eyes to take in the sight in front of you.
Harvey's forehead was beaded with sweat, his brows furrowed as he focused on you and the sensations he must be feeling. Your legs were crossed around his neck, and his arms were wrapped over your thighs, grabbing your hips. His forearms were flexed and your could see the light definition of muscles pressing through his skin. You could have stared forever, but another wave of pleasure forced your eyes to roll back as electricity spread through you.
Moving a hand up from your waist, he grabbed one of your breasts and started squeezing it between his fingers. The feeling of his hands on your body sent chills into you and you could tell you were growing close to another orgasm.
"(Y/N), Yoba, this feels so good!" Harvey breathed through his teeth. He started going faster, signalling that he was close to finishing as well. "Fucking hell, I won't last much longer!" He moved his hands back to your waist, gripping you tighter than ever before. "You have no idea what you do to me-" He sounded almost angry as his fingers curled into your skin. It only took another thrust before you felt your husband's hot cum shooting into you as he plunged himself into you as deep as he possibly could. "Fuck, yes!"
His moans were quickly followed by yours as he filled you with his ejaculation. "Ah, Harvey!" You couldn't help but let go as you came again. You could tell Harvey was completely worn out, but hearing you climax in front of him kept his attention. He forced himself as far as possible into you, giving a final few thrusts. They say the second always feels better than the first, and in this case you couldn't help but agree. You finished in a wave of ecstasy and your husband pulled out and collapsed onto you, absolutely exhausted.
You both breathed heavily, reveling in the moments before. Harvey eventually rolled over next to you. "Thank you." He gasped softly. You couldn't respond, completely overwhelmed by everything that had just happened. "And don't worry about my head." He laughed breathily. "I'm feeling MUCH better now."