It had been a very long time since both of her siblings, Shining Armor and Twilight Sparkle had left home. And Velvet noticed it every once in awhile. Heck, she was all alone in the considerably big house in which they resided. Night Light wasn’t with her at the moment. Even when Night Light didn't even have to work, he insisted on doing so because, according to him, "He felt useless if he didn't do something important." That was the reason why he found himself another job. One that occupied almost his entire day, leaving him completely spent at the end of the day.

All of that led to this moment. Velvet was sitting on her sofa, listening to the radio, which was transmitting one of her favorite songs. It was the one where one of Twilight's friends sang at Shining's wedding. It made her remember the times where her son, even when he had a job, lived with her. As taxing as his job as Captain of the Royal Guard was, he still helped her every now and then when he was home. But now he was living in the Crystal Empire with his loving wife, and as nothing less than a prince. Prince Shining Armor.

Meanwhile, Twilight was back in Ponyville. She visited her every now and then, but Velvet could count with the fingers of one of her hands the times she had visited her in the last six months. It was comprehensible, though. She was now the Princess of Friendship, while being the element of Magic at the same time, as well as national hero and whatnot.

While she wasn't antisocial by any means, she didn't have that many friends... true friends, speaking honestly. She liked to go and talk with some mares sometimes, but all they did was gossip, and she despised gossiping. It was so... so unladylike. Those gossips often destroyed the reputation of good ponies who made a single mistake. ONE single mistake. Tartarus, who didn't make a single mistake in all their life?

All the reasons mentioned before were the main reasons as to why she preferred, even when she despised it, to be alone.
Night time fell again, and she was ready to meet her husband in their house. Everything was set: dinner, candles, a romantic atmosphere. Almost everything that one can find in a romantic situation. She even went as far as to get a nice dress to show off her curves to her husband. Even when she was at her forties, she looked like a mare in her thirties, maybe even younger. And she was grateful for that... most of the time.

Earlier, she had to go out to the market for a few things for the dinner she had planned, just like one of the mares in the radio suggested.

"Tired of the same thing with your special somepony?" The mare said, her voice slightly distorted by the static. "Then, try something exciting and romantic with him or her! Who knows!? Maybe he or she will react in an unexpected way!"

She felt excited when the idea of a romantic dinner with Night Light popped in her head. It seemed like centuries since they did something like that. Yes, they ate dinner together at the end of the day, but it was simple and most of the time, silent. Even when she tried to have a talk with him, he was always too tired for it.

But that night would be different: by her own methods, she found this alchemist who made some very good potions. And this time, she found just exactly what she was looking for: a concoction made for revitalizing one's stamina, promising her a good time, indeed.

However, those thoughts were put aside as a sly whistle sounded just a couple feet from her. Turning her head to look at whoever did that sound, she soon spotted a group of stallions eyeing her lustily, their eyes wandering to her slightly bigger than average breasts and her attractive flanks.

Usually, she would never bother with that, turning her head and leaving with no words and a face that showed annoyance. Yet, that day... she felt something different within her. Those looks they gave her sent chills upon her spine, while the mane on her neck stood up. She felt something within her that she didn't expect to feel: excitement.

Even when she still had that strange feeling, she turned around and kept walking, trying to concentrate deeply on the list she was carrying.

"Whoo! Look at that chick! She looks FINE!" One of them said as he traced an hourglass figure.

"Yeah! She's hot as tartarus. I'd like to get her alone for a while." Another said while almost drooling, making Velvet even more uncomfortable. However, one of them was eyeing her differently. She tried not to look at him, but when she did, she realized what kind of look he was giving: curiosity. Suddenly, the stallion snapped his fingers as he then proceeded to point to her.
"... Aha! I knew it! She's Twilight Velvet Sparkle!"

"No way, dude! You mean as in Princess Twilight Sparkle's Mom!?"

"Yes, she is! Now that you mention it, she is!"

Velvet's ears suddenly perked up. She stopped on a nearby cart that contained one of the things she was looking for. However, even when she was carefully choosing what she needed, she listened intently at the group of stallions. She knew her daughter was famous, and she, in a certain way, was too. But those stallions seemed to know her for another motive.
"How did you recognize her?" One of them asked curiously.

"Dude, she appeared on one of my other friend's magazines. She's on the top ten of the hottest MILF's of Equestria."

MILF's? Velvet couldn't understand what it was, until she remembered having heard that word once at her son's job. Apparently, a MILF was an extremely desirable mare of a certain age. Whatever other things it meant, she wasn't sure.

"Dude, seriously? What position was she in?"

"She was on the fourth position. Only Fleur de Lis and the princesses were over her."

“Pfeh, yeah. Like somepony could even the princesses.” One of them said with a roll of his eyes. Even after that, their eyes turned back to Velvet. “Still, that Velvet’s sure one heck of a sexy mare.”

While Velvet paid the mare in the cart and walked away, still feeling those stallions’ look on her, she couldn’t help but wonder about what they had said. She even felt a rush of pride and excitement as she thought about it.

Was she desirable? Was she attractive?

…

Was she sexy?

Velvet shook her head as she turned to the table in front of her, inspecting it to make sure nothing was missed. As she ran her eyes through it, she realized that, like her daughter, she had very much made sure that nothing was left. Now she could understand from where her daughter seemed to acquire her… talent for organization.

While the table was in order and everything was ready, she stopped one last time in the bathroom’s mirror, just to make sure she was ready and looking good. She stopped a moment to see herself on the bathroom’s reflection, and while her dress was actually very simple, it seemed good on her. After all, a bunch of stallions called her sexy while in her casual attire. Shouldn’t she be sexier with a dress, makeup and showing even if it is just a little more?
Finally, after half an hour, the characteristic sound of keys being taken out of a pocket, inserted into the keyhole, being twisted and popping open the lock on the door. After that, the door opened, revealing the tired form of Night Light.

Yes, he worked on what he liked, but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t be tiring. Each and almost every day he returned tired.

His eyes wandered towards the kitchen, where a dinner with candles and roses decorated the table. As he walked there, he sniffed the air, which was filled with the scents of roses and other flowers.

“Oh, sweetie.”

Night Light turned around as the sweet sound of his wife reached him. As he finally saw her form on the low light of the room, his eyes widened as he took how she was seeing. In short, she seemed radiant. Granted, she seemed great every day, but moments like this made him remember one of the many reasons as to why he married her.

“Welcome home.” Velvet said with a combination of cheer and lust, giving away her intentions.

“Thanks, darling.” Night Light said as he walked towards her, opening his arms to give her a warm hug.

Velvet accepted it with a warm smile as his arms surrounded her upper back. She always found comfort on it.

“So.” Night Light said as he broke the hug, turning to the table. “What’s the occasion? Our anniversary isn’t due for another three months.” Velvet simply giggled at his confusion.
“Because I wanted to?” She said with an innocent yet sly smile.

Night Light’s smile turned into a grin as he turned his head to his wife.

“Then, let's eat. We don’t want this to go to waste. And after that… well… we’ll see what we can do.” Night Light said, making Velvet to smile to him. Shortly after, both were already eating their salads, while both of their minds wandered to what they could do after.
Half an hour later, the door to the bedroom opened quickly, crashing against the wall, while the two lovers entered, having difficulty trying to stay on their hooves while they make out.

Velvet, while trying to hide her excessive excitement, melted on the hands of her husband, who touched her everywhere he wanted. She didn’t care where it was. After all, she was his and he was hers.

After a few minutes, the married couple finally reached the bed. Without breaking the kiss, they both plopped onto the bed. Velvet was getting even more excited as Night Light started to slip her dress off of her oh so slowly. Seeing this, she started to help him out of his clothes, almost desperate to feel him.

Finally, after a few minutes, an eternity for Velvet, they were both totally naked. Velvet turned her head down, where his semi-erect penis was. She grinned lustfully as one of her hands snaked down to his crotch, where she started to massage it, earning a moan from Night Light.
Seeing this, Night Light used one of his hands to massage one of Velvet’s breasts, while his other hand started to rub her lower lips. Velvet moaned softly as pleasure started to grow inside of her.

Soon, Night Light was fully erect, while Velvet was desperate to feel him inside of her. Even when she wasn’t, she felt as if she were in heat. And it was starting to become unbearable!

Seeing this, Night Light finally aligned himself with her entrance, ready to give her everything he had. Once he was ready, he pushed in. Velvet gasped as she finally felt him inside of her. Her surprised expression soon turned to a lustful one as she encouraged Night Light to give her more.

Not even a minute passed before Night Light started to go faster and harder, earning more moans from Velvet. She was definitely enjoying it. She loved him for this and much more. However, there was a small, a very small part of her mind telling her that it wasn’t enough, that she needed more. And as such, she asked him for more.

Night Light didn’t even doubted as he went on max speed and strength on her, or at least, the maximum he could go at that age. As he started to feel that characteristic feeling of an orgasm and his tiredness starting to settle in, he came to a single conclusion:
“Damn, I’m getting a bit rusty...”

Velvet was enjoying this as if her life depended on it. It had been too long… far too long. Suddenly, she felt an orgasm coming over her, while she felt Night Light starting to strain himself. And as soon as she felt it, Night Light suddenly stopped moving, cumming deep inside her which caused Velvet’s orgasm to wash over her with a loud moan.

After a few moments of enjoying the feeling, both of them fell onto the bed. Soon enough, the breathing of both became slower as they both relaxed.

Velvet was still trying to recover from her orgasm, feeling happy that finally, after a very long time, they made love to each other again. Still, that feeling on her mind telling her that it wasn’t enough came back to her. That was when she remembered the potion she bought.
“Hey, Sweetie. Wanna go again?” Velvet asked huskily, ready for whatever Night Light said to her.

… Well, almost everything.

A sudden feeling of sadness and anxiety came over her as a loud snore came to her ears. Turning her head slightly to see the face of her husband on top of her, she saw his eyes closed in a serene expression. At first, she didn’t understand what happened, but then remembered that she was given the warning that the potion should be used almost immediately after being poured. That was the main reason why she decided to use it just before they ate their dinners. Though that was forgotten as soon as Night Light embraced her.

Velvet couldn’t help but scream mentally as she ruined one of her most exciting nights. She was so angry at herself at that moment for being such a foal.

Yet, as she turned her head once more to her sleeping husband, she instantly softened. She had what she had always wanted: a loving husband, a pair of good children and generally, a good life.

With that in mind, she decided to go to sleep, too. Yet, her dreams were disturbed by the thoughts on her head about wanting more on her sexual life. Much, much more…

Author's Note

While trying to get rid of an author's block that has been assaulting me for the continuation of a prince of true blueblood, I happen to stumble upon this dude who made some cool images of Velvet. (Before you start having dirty thoughts, No, I don't see porn just for entertainment. I was just browsing images on Derpiboo.ru and I found it... whatever)
And, oh! INSPIRATION!!!
Therefore...

EDIT: I really appreciate the help of both, Bandaid and GObronies, for the help with the images and the editing, respectively.