Peak - you are correct, the answer to Far2's question is much more situational than anything - what feels good one time may not be the same the next, etc. You are very correct in how you phrased the end of your first paragraph. And I agree that the proposed fixed-schedules may also not lend themselves to spontaneity. This past weekend is a good example.
I don't have a lot of time right now to add more - but this weekend was a good example of what you are saying about spontaneity and surprises. I thought that perhaps we'd close down the candy for the trick-or-treaters and that I'd have some time to maybe join them once Paul got here, but she surprised me and asked me (well, more told me) whether they could be alone and she looked at me and said that we wouldn't be having sex that night - but she told me that if I took good care of the trick-or-treaters, that we'd have some time on Sunday (yesterday).
I joked with her afterwards that her screams and moans at times sounded like Halloween sounds. Once I knew they wanted to be alone I gave them their space and kept busy. Paul and I only talked for a few minutes and it was mainly generalities. I have a feeling that unless we see each other and interact more, that its' going to remain semi-awkward between us in short situations like this. I am however reaching the point where I think I may need to open things up with him a bit more. I am continuing to be surprised at how enjoyable it is with Sue by taking it more as something we should enjoy together more and not feel anxious about. But for now, it was pleasantries and generalities along with a bit of innuendo when I told him that she'd be down soon and that she was getting ready for him.
It was equally quick when he left and I went up to find the bedroom door now open. The smell of sex permeated the room. Sex and sweat. His but definitely hers too - an almost sweet smell beneath it all. She was braless but had pulled panties on before I came in and we had some time together. Her breasts were so warm still and they were still flushed from her excitement. We kissed and she told me that they'd been at it almost the whole time. We spooned and hugged and as I lay next to her I knew she could feel how hard my cock was but I also knew she didn't want it and wouldn't be paying attention to it at all. It was another clear point where my relaxing about it instead of focusing on it really made them moment just so nice. I told her that it really turned me on and that I loved holding her like I was and at the same time know that Paul had cum in her not too long before. She snuggled back and said "twice". I'm quite sure she felt my cock throb but I knew that moment wasn't for me, it was just more of her night with him and instead, I hugged her back and I told her honestly that I was glad she'd had that with him. I didn't share the more explicit thought of her wet pussy lips being just 2 thin layers of fabric away from me..... I mean I knew I was horny and I would have loved to have fucked her right then, but at the same time, it just felt good to go with it and to know that the next day she'd be hopefully making it good for me. I can't explain how it felt but it felt good to be horny for her.
It wasn't till last night that she told me she loved how I was with her the night before. We kissed and I can honestly say I felt her desire for me without a doubt - and I think really, the way I was with her on Saturday night really did help things. She told me how she liked being alone with Paul and reminded me that it's the first time she'd done so in a long time - until I reminded her he'd spent the night here several times alone with her - but I knew what she meant. I told her that in some ways I really liked coming up to her when he'd left and finding her in bed looking and feeling so beautiful. She blushed a bit until I told her that I loved finding her like that, so vulnerable and still feeling so intimate and warm all over. As we kissed and I ran my hands all over her I told her that it turned me on to know how she was when we were together the night before and that she'd been with him just before. There was no doubt of how she felt with me at that moment, she wanted me and it felt really nice. She stroked my cock as I played with her body and as we moved into a 69 during foreplay she told me how she could taste the precum each time she'd suck my cock and I told her that I could still taste Paul's cum in her pussy which made her moan.
It felt really good to just do what she'd said, enjoy it and not feel so uptight about it. When we moved back into the missionary position I told her that she was still wet from him and that it'll be a great lubricant for me. She smiled and moaned and told me she loved me as I got ready to have her myself. Again - as if by instinct she reached down and felt my cock and she looked at me and said "wow, I never saw you put it on" referring to the condom. I told her that I opened it before and took it out of the package so all I had to do was quickly roll it on. As I rubbed my covered cock up and down her pussy slit I told her that I was already hard. She got up on her elbows and looked at my cock through the sort of translucent polyurethane and she said that she loved that I was doing this for her. As I rubbed it around her now opening hole I told her that it was for me too that I was doing it and I looked at her and I told her honestly that ".... it just turns me on that I don't get to feel you...." and with that I pushed partway into her. That wasn't true, I do feel her - just not bare - and in that moment last night when I told her honestly that it was for me, my god did it feel so good to admit it.
The polyurethane condoms are very good at letting me feel her, but we both know that it's not bare-skin. I cannot tell you how swollen and hard I was as she looked down at my covered cock pushing into her. My god I surely would have loved to have felt her slickness against my cock but at the same time, I simply can't find the words to describe how turned on I was at not feeling that. She was pretty well lubricated and once I was in her, I slid in pretty much effortlessly with just her moaning to "go slower" the only thing I heard. At half-way in her she pushed her hand out and stopped me and said she needed a minute and that "You feel huge to me baby". Maybe it's the new state I feel with her, not sure or whether it was just in our minds - but I too thought I felt huge in her.
The rest is as you well know it. She did tease me by asking me again "does it feel any different in there baby?" "you know, Paul's shaped different than you...". Only this time my answers were maybe a bit more open myself when I told her "you do feel more roomy baby" and "he's stretching you out inside" as my answers. I'm sure she had her own thoughts in her head, she responded quite beautifully as we got more and more into it with her thrusting herself upward at me to take me in even deeper until finally she came hard and almost immediately afterwards, I let go with my own dose of pleasure". She squealed and her eyes opened a bit wide as I finally came in her - at first I thought maybe the condom had broken or something based on her eyes and face. We lay there afterwards until she felt me softening and she reached down to hold the condom in place while she slid my now soft cock out of her pussy. We'd both cum pretty hard and I had sort of figured from the start she wasn't going to be into being pounded into afterwards to have her own huge orgasm. It was pretty funny when she pulled up her hand from between us with the condom in her hand in an almost triumphant stance!
I'd like to say that things ended at that point but when she held the condom in her hand and she felt how warm and how it felt sort of thicker and not as runny (at least not yet) she told me again how incredible it was to her that she held it in her hand and her eyes even fluttered a bit when she told me how erotic it felt to "hold my husband's cum in my hand" with the obvious implication of it not being elsewhere. I looked at her and I told her what I was thinking - I told her that it turned me on like crazy to know that I haven't cum in her except for those few times this year. It was a really close moment, we were naked and kissing and hugging in bed and she told me that it really turned her on too. I told her what I'd said here, that there were so many times I so wanted her, but that this moment where we were together and being so open and honest with each other, I told her that it felt good for me to not cum in her and that while I really did miss it, that at the same time sharing a moment like we were and from how I felt (harkening back to Far2's question) I told her that what I had in terms of pleasure and satisfaction and love for her far outweighed the tiny increased pleasure, and I held her hand with the condom in it and said "that leaving this inside you would have given me". As we kissed I told her that I loved what we were doing.
So, that's it. Will she be horny for me on Wednesday as she's planning before Paul will come here this coming weekend? I don't know. Even she's confused at times about when she thought it would be better to have sex with me. LOL.