Hello fellow WAMs,
Here's a story from my married days. You know how it is sometimes. Occasionally a marriage or relationship gets a bit tired & we can fall into boring routine living. That's what happened to me & my ex wife. I tried to point this out to her on a few occasions but always with varying levels of success.

We both had boring office jobs in the city & I think at this time we focused too much on work & building our respective careers.You know what I mean. We just worked, ate & slept. We simply weren't having enough fun, particularly in the bedroom.
One morning I woke up early to find that I was as horny as hell. I told my sleepy ex how I was feeling & asked her if she felt like having sex. Of course the answer was no so I tried to cuddle her. She pushed me away & told me to fuck off so I lay there frustrated in my pyjamas. That's how bad it had become. We were both wearing long winter flannelette pyjamas & my pyjama pants were tent polling massively. I needed sex.
I thought about a quick pull in the bathroom but I knew that she'd be using the shower any minute now. I didn't feel very lucky at all.
It was casual Friday at my office so I changed into my bone coloured chinos & put on a long sleeved winter button up checked dress shirt. It was one of those ones with the flaps over the top of the double pockets & a button down Oxford collar. I still had to wear a tie because casual Fridays weren't all that casual in the nineteen eighties. It just meant that you didn't have to wear a suit. Underneath all this I wore white underpants briefs, singlet vest & a long sleeved white tee shirt. I put on my brown leather dress shoes & socks & prepared for work. I was still very horny & I noticed that my baggy comfortable Chinos were tent polling massively. Man I needed relief.
As I passed the bathroom I could hear her washing under the shower. All I could think of was her gorgeous wet body covered completely with soap. That was when a devious idea entered my mind. I stopped outside the door & started talking to her softly. She told me that she couldn't hear me & I needed to speak up. I did this a few more times until she said in a frustrated voice, "For Gods sake! I still can't hear you. You'll just have to come in here." That was my cue. It was now or never. I opened the door, walked into the bathroom & opened the shower cubicle door. I stepped straight in under the running water. She looked at me in total amazement."What are you doing? Are you completely crazy? You're getting your work clothes wet. What the hell's going on?" "Well" I said "You told me to come in here so I did." I put my arms around her waist & gave her a hug."Oh my God your clothes will be too wet to go to work soon." I smiled mischievously "I'm feeling dirty & I need you to wash me" I said. I moved in closer & by now the water was cascading over both of us. My hands were getting very busy lathering her with liquid soap. She was obviously enjoying the new me. We started pashing wildly. By now I was getting pretty wet. She laughed & said "I can see your underpants through your trousers do you think you'll dry off in time for work?" She had by now completely lathered me up "I'm not too worried at the moment my dear. Work can wait" "I know its been too long & I really should give you some action but you've got to get to work. You can't lose this job. What about the mortgage?" I smiledat her & said, "We're quite a bit up on that now. We are both so horny. We're not bloody robots. You need a damn good seeing to & so do I." I reasoned as I slowly fingered her. She began to moan softly. "Oh my God! She breathed." It's been far too long. Take me right here & now. Come on & fuck me in those soapy pants. I tried to push my cloth covered toco into her spadge. I knew it wouldn't fit but it brought back memories of dry humping fully clothed in the cinema & liked the idea of fucking her with my trousers on. We humped & washed & lathered each other completely & we even rushed outside into the cold yard that was dimly lit by weak autumn sunlight. We plunged straight into the freezing cold swimming pool. I really loved the way I could fill my wet clothing with air & float like a balloon in the pool then swim under the water & make my clothes press in on my body. We didn't stay in for very long long however because it was just too cold. I noticed that Mrs Russell next door was spying on us through her kitchen window. Although she had a stern disaproving look on her face I wouldn't have been at all surprised if she wasnt getting off on the sight of us giggling & playing & humping like teenagers.My shirt & pants were now wrinkled up and clinging tightly to my body & my underpants were clearly visible through my wet Chinos. They closely resembled Speedo swim briefs. Soon we were back underneath the hot shower humping each other until I nearly filled my trousers with my man yoghurt. I backed off a little but she was having none of it. She suddenly grabbed both sides of my shirt & tore it open. The buttons flew everywhere. She clawed at the tie & together we ripped it from my collar unti it hung loosely around my neck. I was astonished at this wild creature in front of me. I could see my white singlet through my nearly transparent white long sleeved tee shirt. It looked great. "I like that
"but let's see what it looks like without the arms. Together we tore off both shirt arms until the shirts where both sleeveless & my bare arms were exposed. That wasn't enough for her & she tore all those shirts to rags .Eventually I was bare chested.we humped some more until she suddenly had a made idea. She grabbed some sissors from the bathroom draw. I must have looked a bit alarmed because she soon explained her plan. "We're going to turn these into sexy little shorts. She quickly cut both legs of my expensive trousers off & they became sexy little shorts. We humped a little bit longer then she announced that it was time to remove the chinos. Now I was clad only in my underpants briefs. We humped some more & then I removed them. It was now time to have our morning glory. Not to dwell on this but it was one of the best fucks I've ever had. I tried to replicate this kind of thing many times but it was not quite the same because of the spontaneity of the occasion.
Needless to say that I arrived for work very late that day but we did have a lot of fun before I had to change into fresh clothing. I didnt have any more Chinos left so I wore my chocolate brown heavy satin lined corduroy trousers with a similar winter shirt to the one that had just been destroyed. I then reluctantly left for work. What a morning.
I arrived very late for work that day. I just told the boss what happened. I don't think she was very impressed & more than a little jealous. I didnt care because for the fist time in a long time I felt alive. In the evening we had a romantic meal & had a flannelette pyjamas clad pillow fight followed by more wet soapy flannelette & sex . She wasn't really that much into wet clothes & so the sex started to fade away replaced by constant career path building. Eventually over time our marriage did fail but that's another long boring & sad story. I do however cling to the memories of that wonderful day because sometimes we all need to have a little morning glory before we get too old & boring. I do believe that sometimes a change is as good as a holiday.
Cheers, Winter Woolly Wetboy.