Rage Hard On

To say my wife's got a bit of a temper on her is a massive understatement. Jenny's got that classic fiery temperament of a redhead and I've lost count of the number of shoe-throwing, name-calling, plate-smashing arguments we've had in the five years we've been married. Of course, I knew what she was like before we got hitched and her fiery nature is actually part of the reason I was attracted to her in the first place; I love girls with a bit of passion and attitude and Jenny's got both in abundance.

And, like they say, making up is all that much sweeter after a blazing row. I can certainly testify to that; some of the best sex I've ever had has occurred after some incredibly intense and angry arguments. Just last week is a classic example. Things started to simmer after I was late home on Friday evening. I had to work late and then pissed off Jenny by going to the pub for a couple of pints with the lads. That's the sort of thing that would annoy her anyway, but add in the fact that she had cooked dinner for me and you can imagine how pissed off she was.

To my surprise nothing really kicked off when I got home that night. Other than her calling me a wanker and making a big show of scraping my dinner into the bin in front of me Jenny remained - for her - quite calm. It was the next day that things really came to a head. She had to work and, as usual, had left me a list of chores to do. Putting up a shelf in the garage and mowing the lawn weren't exactly high on my list of weekend priorities so when Jenny came home and found that I'd done neither of the tasks on her list she went ape shit. Finding me looking at porn on the internet probably didn't help matters and I had to duck out of the way as the wooden shelf came flying at me.

'You lazy bastard, how dare you sit at that bloody computer while I'm out working. You make me bloody sick,' she screamed.

I've learnt the hard way not to antagonise her further when she's in a rage so I apologised as best as I could and gave her some money to go shopping for clothes. This just about seemed to do the trick, although by the way she slammed the door on the way out I could tell she was far from happy; she nearly took the door off its hinges. Surfing through various porn sites had left me with quite a boner so I decided to text Jenny. 'Buy some new undies and I'll make it up to you when you get home.' I pressed SEND and waited for the reply. Almost instantly my phone bleeped and vibrated into action,
'You cheeky sod, your cock better be ready for some serious making up!!!!'

I had a feeling that a promise of a good seeing-to would help Jenny calm down and so it seemed. I went and showered and waited for her to return. After an hour and a half of idly playing with my knob and fantasizing about Jenny's naked body I heard her coming in the door.

'Where are you? I've got something to show you.' I raced downstairs to be greeted by the sight of Jenny standing proudly in high heels and a new black bra and knicker set.

'You don't deserve this, so sit down, shut up and do as I tell you,' she bellowed. I smiled and sat on the sofa. My dressing gown fell open to reveal my semi-hard cock. Jenny looked at me with contempt before bending over in front of me. She pulled the thin material of her panties between her cheeks and then ran a finger over the bulge of her pussy. My cock stiffened at the sight of Jenny's ginger pubes spilling out from her knickers.

She turned round slowly and undipped her bra. Her nipples were stiff. Still glaring at me she inched down her knickers to her ankles and then stepped out of them. Naked except for high heeled shoes she grabbed my head and steered me towards her moist slit. I eased my tongue through her ginger forest and licked at her swollen lips. Jenny groaned and sat astride me on the sofa. She slid on to hard cock with ease and squashed her boobs into my face as she bounced up and down on my stiff length.

'Not so fast, lover boy,' said Jenny as she clambered off me, 'You've got work to do.' Spreading out on the sofa with her legs wide open, Jenny indicated for me to get to work on her pussy again.

I dived in and lapped eagerly at her sticky juices, alternating between finger and tongue on her honeypot. Jenny's legs clamped around my head as I brought her to orgasm. Her body spasmed and convulsed as the pleasure rippled through her whole body. 'Okay, now it's your turn,' she said as she rolled over and kneeled on the sofa with her arse facing me. I stood behind and steered my cock straight inside Jenny's welcoming cunt. I held on to Jenny's ginger locks as I banged away. My balls made a rhythmic slapping noise against Jenny's skin as I built up a furious pace before unleashing my spunk deep inside her. As we both lay sweating on the sofa Jenny was quick to remind me that I had a shelf to put up!