My [M45] wife's [F39] close friend passed away recently and the services were tough. This was my wife's friend since 3rd grade, and it was like she lost a sister.

After the funeral and reception, we got home and my wife immediately went to our bedroom while I took care of the dog and locked up the house for the day.

When I got to up to our room, she was still fully dressed and just lying on the bed. I could tell that she was drained of any emotional capacity. I kicked off my shoes and spooned her. I felt her body twitch a bit as she held back sobs. I just wrapped my arm around her and held her tight.

After a few moments, she rolled over to face me and started kissing me. At first it was a casual peck, but it started to escalate with passion as our tongues started to touch. She grabbed my hand and moved it under her dress, and I took the hint to move her panties to the side and rub her pussy. She pulled away from me and moaned as my finger pushed into her. I was amazed at how wet she already was, and there was little resistance to slide in the second finger. I would get my fingers lubed up with her wetness, and then use them to rub on her clit. Our kissing stopped as she buried her face into my neck as I pleasured her.

When the third finger slipped into her, so he just moaned and whispered in my ear, "Fuck me, I just want to feel something."

I rolled on my back to undo my belt and pants, and she mounted me the moment my cock was free. She was just grinding on me, and I watched as her face every moment of physical bliss. It was surreal to see her, with some smudged mascara, still wearing her black dress. I knew my job was to be a fuck toy, and didn't do anything that was for me. I held her hips to get the most pressure on her clit as she rocked back and forth. Her hands on my chest started to curl, with her nails digging into my chest.

Then she shuddered and let out an "oh fuck" as she came. She sat up straight, pushed her hair back, and took a deep breath. She usually needs a few moments after orgasm before we keep going, so I just laid back. She dismounted and immediately started stroking my cock. She looked me in the eye and said, "Stay hard for me. I need more." Then she leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth.

My hand went under her dress to start fingering her again, and I felt her moan with a mouthful of dick. She pulled up and said, "Whatever you want." I decided to test those waters and started to circle her asshole with a finger. I asked "Is this okay?", and she just said again, "Whatever you want."

I got us re-positioned into 69, and started to lick her pussy while my finger rubbed her asshole. She then moved so her starfish was right over my tongue, and I rimmed and tongue fucked her back door while she attempted to give me head, but kept getting lost in what she was feeling.

I tapped her as the universal signal to move, and I got her on all fours and really started eating her ass properly while my thumb rubbed her clit. Once I had her asshole dripping in spit. I started to slide a finger in, and she took it like a champ. Knowing that she was ready, I spit on my hand and used it to lube my cock before pushing my head into her ass.

"Oh fuck yes."

I had to go slow because of how glorious it felt, and hearing her moans of pleasure almost always makes me cum. I could feel her hand between her legs rubbing her clit, and she just said "more". I thurst in deep every time, holding back to not make it painful for her. I spread her cheeks to watch her asshole gape around me.

Her "oh fucks" intensified, as did my pace. I felt everything tense up and the glorious tension of her sphincter tightened around me as she climaxed again. I stood still as her body pulsed, and she pulled away from me.

She laid on her back catching her breath, and I just looked at her messiness in complete awe. Her eyes started to focus again and she looked at me as I was there, on my knees, dress shirt a mess, suit pants pulled down to my knees, and cock sticking straight out.

"Clean yourself up and come back to fuck me."

I did the awkward waddle to the bathroom, taking off all my clothes on the way. Quickly washed my cock, and returned to the bedroom to find her fully naked on the bed. A few strokes from her, as we kissed, was all it took to return me to full hardness, and she guided me back into her pussy.

This time, I could tell it was for me. Her legs wrapped around me to pull me in close as I thrust, her hips lifting off the bed to meet mine. I grabbed a pillow to put under ass and I felt the head of my cock rubbing against her pussy walls, hitting her g-spot. She told me she was close and to cum with her.

I kept doing everything the exact same way, and felt her body tense again and she begged me to cum, and I let go, giving every ounce of seed deep into her.

After I pulled out, I collapsed next to her and she sobbed herself to sleep, and I was quickly after.

We woke up hours later, still naked, and took a shower where I washed while she cried. Then we fell asleep holding each other, waking well into the morning.

As we had coffee, she thanked me. She simply said, "I felt dead inside, and you helped fuck away the pain."