Those readers who are from my generation know the song by Billy Joel called “Uptown Girl.” It’s a story about a blue class worker (Joel) trying to woo a high society woman (Christine Brinkley in the video). I’m not saying Marcie is posh like that, but she does have great taste in things. It’s one reason I let her make the decisions when it comes to things for the house. It’s not the fact that I can not pick out sheets or anything, but she has a better eye for it.

One night, we were having dinner at the dining room table. The dining room is open enough for us to see the living room from there. We were both looking into the living room when I heard Marcie sigh. I looked at her and smiled. She looked at me back.

“What?” she asked.

“You sighed, sweetheart. Did you see something?”

She shook her head. I looked at her with that “I know there’s something on your mind” look in my eyes for a moment before she took a breath and answered.

“Okay, I saw that gap next to the couch and wondered if we could find a chair to match.”

“You know all you have to do…”

“Leo!”

This caught my attention. I stopped mid-sentence before she continued.

“Leo, just because I was thinking about it doesn’t mean you pull out your Black American Express and have me order it.”

“I don’t have one of those.”

She paused.

“You don’t have what?”

“I don’t have a Black Amex card. Never thought I needed one. That’s for big celebrities and stuff.”

That disarmed her for a moment. Then she was back on track.

“No, I mean…”

I looked her in her eyes before planting a kiss on her forehead.

“You don’t want me just spending money on a whim just because it’s an idea of yours.”

“Yes and…”

“I already know that.”

She seemed to soften a bit.

“So why were you going to volunteer anyway?”

“Because you are my Wife.”

I planted a soft kiss on her lips before I continued.

“And I enjoy spoiling you whenever I get the chance to.”

Another kiss.

“And I agree with you whole-heartedly. I dislike bringing in the dining room chairs whenever we have company over.”

I went for a third kiss, but she kissed me first and held it for a bit. It was then she released the kiss and stood up before leading me into the living room. As I stood there, she wrapped her arms around me and smiled. We started looking at the living room and discussing the ideas going through her head. We decided that we would go out the next day to begin looking at different places for the furniture she had in mind.

For the readers who may be new to this storyline, I feel like a bit of explanation is in order. Both Marcie and I have been married prior to with each other and both of us lost our spouses to cancer. We found our way to each other afterwards and have only been married a few months by this point. This isn’t saying we argue a ton. We have a regular relationship as most married couples do. The thing is I have a strong tendency to make Marcie happy as much as I can. Marcie in turn is the more practical one of the two of us since she hesitates when it comes to spending a bunch of money and such. Hopefully this will explain it well enough for the newer readers to follow.

Marcie and I then went into the bedroom. As we readied ourselves for bed, I could tell she was still a bit concerned. I learned from experience that the wrong thing to do was broach whatever was on her mind. I know this because I remembered that if I bide my time, she will reveal what was on her mind and allow me to help. Sure enough, as we lay together with our arms around each other and softly kissing each other before heading to slumber-ville, she did exactly that.

“Leo, are you sure you want to go furniture shopping tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because it will make you happy. And you being happy pleases me.”

“It feels like I am taking advantage of you.”

“Well, I don’t have any handcuffs on me.”

“Smartass!”

Soft kiss.

“It’s just I don’t feel comfortable spending a bunch of money on new living room furniture.”

“We don’t have to if you are not 100% sure.”

“Can we talk about it in the morning?”

“Of course, we can.”

She leaned in for a soft kiss. I kissed her back before my hands found her back. She snuggled in closer as her “girls” as she calls them were pressed against my chest. We kissed a few more times before we both fell asleep.

The next morning found me awake and her still sleeping. I lay there pondering on different things. I didn’t want to leave the bed. For starters, I wanted to be there when Marcie woke up. I also was enjoying her body against me. Marcie radiates a warm aura both spiritual and physical. It was while I was enjoying her warmth that she woke up. Before I had a chance to speak, she pressed her lips against mine. I was enjoying it even if it were a bit of a surprise. As she released me from our kiss, she looked into my eyes.

“I’m a bit silly sometimes, huh?”

“I like it when you’re silly.”

“I like it in bed with you, Leo. I really don’t want to get up yet.”

“Me neither. It’s why I didn’t start any coffee yet.”

“Can I make a request, Leo?”

“What would you like?”

“I need a back rub if that’s alright.”

I stayed where I was while she lay on her stomach. I started to rub her back a bit with the noblest of intentions at first. As I begin edging closer to her lower back, she started to sway her hips a little bit. I moved myself so I was sitting over her legs while rubbing her lower back. This woke someone else up at the same time as I felt myself pressing the head of my cock against her Pussy.

“Someone’s awake,” she said with a little laugh.

“Well, you did this to me, sweetheart.”

She started to rise as the head of my cock slipped between her folds. There was a soft moan as she stopped partially impaled on me. She looked over her shoulder with that smoldering look in her eyes.

“I guess you should take advantage then, Leo.”

I moved my hands to her hips and started to slide in and out of her while she moaned for me. It was a nice, slow, deliberate fuck. I could feel her body stretch a bit as I took her Pussy from behind. I stopped short of climax before I climbed off the bed and went to her toy drawer to retrieve her vibrator. I then turned it on and started to rub it against her as she moaned.

“You sneaky fucker,” she whispered before rolling over.

I handed her the toy and watched, slowly stroking my cock as she used it on herself. I Love watching Marcie when she is in that zone. The open smile on her face as she crests is worth the extra effort. It was then she motioned for me to slide back inside her. This time, she kept the vibrator on her as I fucked her, driving me closer to climax faster. The reward was a fantastic mess I left inside her Pussy and both of us smiling before we embraced and made out in bed.

It was over breakfast later that we decided to head to the furniture stores in the afternoon. We spent the morning just being with each other, holding each other and enjoying our togetherness.