The day we moved into the house things changed. The walls seem to echo as if the house spoke.
It was years since my wife and I had physical contact. Kids and jobs took our attention  And there was little time in the bedroom other than sleep. I didn't expect anything to change as responsibility with a the is many.
  Anight visitor came  inside the breeze . I couldn't make out their ****** expression or even their garb but  I sensed I knew him and needed to listen
As if it was guiding my hand I allowed myself to touch my partners form. I could feel her body melting as I began to tickle her fancy. Together we moved in a thunderous song of breath and heartbeat.  I was home in my new home.