Another time<br/>Laying in bed beside his wife, Samuel Wright dressed only in his boxer shorts and under the duvet, rolled over onto his side, so he was facing the same way as his wife.<br/><br/>Slipping his hand down to his wife's knee he started to slide his hand up her thigh as he pressed his groin against her full buttocks. His cock obviously fully erect and aroused as he said kissing her ear,<br/>"I love you Lilly."<br/><br/>His wife had put on weight, but it didn't even slightly reduce his lust for her.  If he'd had his way, he'd have been making love to her a few times per day, she was his wife and mother to his children and he found her sexy. He was frustrated by her constant refusals or paper thin excuses. He loved and respected her enough to not just ignore her refusals. Even if she's just say yes and then just lay there with her eyes shut or watching TV or staring the ceiling he'd have been happier, albeit a bit hurt.<br/><br/>By this point it wasn't rampant passion with her screaming and thrashing like in a porn film he was after, just sex. He wasn't going to stop asking and made a point of it every night and morning. He figured at some point he might wear her down and she'd agree. Until then it would be a pair of her panties and a few minutes in the en-suite toilet. It was petty he knew but he felt it at least partially made the point, especially since he just left the used panties in the shower for her to pick up.  At the moment he was going through two pairs each day. Although that was at least in part to make the point rather than real enthusiasm.<br/><br/>As he waited to see if he would be raiding her panty drawer again, he wondered what the Nanny would be like in bed. Probably a real rampant wild cat, screaming, thrashing and clawing at him.<br/><br/>