A New Dimension - for DarelHute

"All promises before today are null and void."

He giggled and nodded to that.

" ... we're gonna have to start over again ... but... that might be fun too.... "

"Yes, definitely! It would be a lot of fun!" he said smiling as he leaned over her, supporting his weight on his elbow, his hand caressing her cheek and neck.

"Who knows? Maybe you'll discover foods you like now, that you used to hate! Maybe you'll agree to do nasty stuff that you always said no to before!" he grinned, tapping her playfully on her nose.

"Oh, shit, I forgot to call Jack!" he said and sat up.

He picked up his phone and dialed Jack's number.

"Hi, Jack. Yeah, it's me. Cancel the thing... Yeah, we're not doing that... Yes, I'm sure... I'll let you know... I'm taking the day to be with her!... Sure, talk to you tomorrow... Thanks, bye!" he said and hung up, throwing the phone on the bed.

"Soooo... what do you want to do?" he asked smiling.
 
"Yes, definitely! It would be a lot of fun!"

She grinned as his hand moved lightly across her neck and cheek, she was rapidly getting used to his touch and loving it ...

"Who knows? Maybe you'll discover foods you like now, that you used to hate!
Maybe you'll agree to do nasty stuff that you always said no to before!"


"Oh, shit, I forgot to call Jack!"

She half expected that Jack would persuade Roger to change his mind and he seemed to try, but she smiled as she heard her husband tell Jack of his plans and hang up.

"Soooo... what do you want to do?"

Only now could she fully relax. She looked at her husband speculatively and seemed to consider...

"... something to jog my memory ... something to sort out the good stuff from the nasty stuff... ?"

She quipped recalling his words.

"Hmmm ... but of course the doc said I shouldn't over do things so ... ?"

She eyed him teasingly.

"What do you suggest?"
 
He crossed his arms, watching her teasing him and loving it:

... something to jog my memory ... something to sort out the good stuff from the nasty stuff... ? Hmmm ... but of course the doc said I shouldn't over do things so ... ? What do you suggest?"

"Hm... To sort out the good stuff from the nasty stuff, huh?... Let's see..." he said and began to pace the room.

"The doc certainly said to stay in bed... or rest or something like that... it definitely involved the bed!" he said and grinned at her.

"And from what I recall, you were naked when he examined you, and now you're all dressed! Now that's not nice disregarding the doctor's orders and straining yourself by getting dressed!" he shook his head in disapproval with a mockingly serious face.
 
"Hm... To sort out the good stuff from the nasty stuff, huh?... Let's see..."

She gigged as she watched him pace.

"The doc certainly said to stay in bed... or rest or something like that... it definitely involved the bed!"

She grinned at the way he misinterpreted what had been said, but did not disagree.

"And from what I recall, you were naked when he examined you, and now you're all dressed! Now that's not nice disregarding the doctor's orders and straining yourself by getting dressed!"

She pouted.

"Wasn't it you and Jack who suggested I got dressed? And besides if I got undressed now, it would be twice the exertion ... you wouldn't want that would you hon...?"

She purred sweetly.
 
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"Wasn't it you and Jack who suggested I got dressed? And besides if I got undressed now, it would be twice the exertion ... you wouldn't would that would you hon...?"

He frowned playfully. Busted! he wanted to shout.

"Oh, I got it! I can help you with that! You just raise your hands and legs, and I'll do all the rest!" he grinned, watching her with satisfaction.

"Yup! They call me the problem solver!" he added with a wide smile.
 
He seemed to consider her words, his expression clearing suddenly.

"Oh, I got it! I can help you with that! You just raise your hands and legs, and I'll do all the rest! Yup! They call me the problem solver!"

She pretended to protest.

"Wait ... since when was wearing clothes actually tiring?"

She challenged.

"I don't remember the doctor making nudity obligatory ... or even advisable..."

She told him.
 
"Wait ... since when was wearing clothes actually tiring?... I don't remember the doctor making nudity obligatory ... or even advisable..."

"Awww... Of course it's not obligatory... it's... preferable!" he said with a big smile as he sat on the bed next to her, tugging playfully at her t-shirt.

"Clothes just... get in the way, you know... they get in the way of resting... of touching... of feeling..." he went on, pulling and tugging on the t-shirt, making her lean towards him.

He met her as he leaned forward as well and kissed her deeply, taking his time, tasting her sweetness.

"So... it's a preference. Yes. I rather prefer you naked!" he said, looking hungrily in her eyes.
 
"Awww... Of course it's not obligatory... it's... preferable!"

She giggled at his tugging.

"Clothes just... get in the way, you know... they get in the way of resting... of touching... of feeling..."

His actions drew her towards him making her giggle, until his mouth captured hers again and his lips met hers.
The kiss had all the excitement of a new relationship and yet as the kiss deepened, there was something instinctively 'right' about beign with Roger.

"So... it's a preference. Yes. I rather prefer you naked!"

She smiled softly.

" ... then why didn't you say? A good wife should always consider her husband's ... preferences ... "

She purred.

"But you're gonna have to do the hard work,"

She instructed, finding her pulses racing at the thought of this man who was strange and yet so familiar stripping her ...
 
"Oh, I am never afraid of a challenge!" he said and kissed her again, tasting her lips and her tongue, moaning.

He couldn't help thinking how strange it felt to flirt with his own wife as if he was flirting with another woman altogether. She definitely behaved differently, but for the first time this was beginning to turn him on rather than worry him.

While still kissing her, he embraced her and held her tightly, his fingers curling around the edges of the t-shirt behind her and slowly pulled it up, moving away from her lips just enough to raise the t-shirt above her head. He leaned back a bit and admired her beautiful breasts, strangely, as if for the first time again. The body looked the same, but the energy was new. Definitely new.

He raised his hand and lightly caressed the side of her breast with the back of his fingers, slowly raising his gaze to look at her.

"See what I mean about touching and feeling?" he asked her, his eyes lingering on her breasts.
 
"Oh, I am never afraid of a challenge!"

His kiss proved it and in fact rendered her less of a challenge than he might have expected. She felt him pull her t-shirt upwards and ease free just long enough to pull the t-shirt clear of her body. She watched his eyes move to her breasts and looked down herself reminding herself anew of her newly endowed assets, the sight of which she found she loved and found strangely liberating. She remembered vaguely that as an empathy, relationships were limited and strictly controlled. What her past experiences were she could no longer even recall ... And so, being with a man, with her husband like this was strangely ... liberating ...

"See what I mean about touching and feeling?"

Wordlessly she nodded, even though his eyes were fixed on her breasts.

" ... as ever, you were right ... "

She murmured and wondered if he were right about Julia's, her sexual appetite's and interests after all ... ?
 
" ... as ever, you were right ... "

He smiled at that.

"Mmm... I love being right... but I love your breasts more!" he said and gently pushed her body on the bed, climbing over her as he kissed her tummy.

He moved with his kisses higher and higher, until he finally reached her breasts, kissing teasingly, barely touching their soft skin, avoiding her nipples. Her smell was intoxicating. He moved from one breast to the other, kissing and then playfully licking, moving ever so close to her nipples, but never reaching them. He looked up at her to gauge her reactions.
 
"Mmm... I love being right... but I love your breasts more!"

She gasped softly as he eased her back on the bed, her body quivering as he kissed the sensitive flesh. he said and gently pushed her body on the bed, climbing over her as he kissed her tummy and then worked upwards. She loved the sensation of his mouth pressing against her flesh, sighed as he dragged his hot wet tongue across her breasts, her nipples peaking and aching and yet left untouched.

"I'd definitely forgotten what a tease you were ... "

She groaned wondering if he usually made love with her like this, or if this was for the benefit of her memory loss.
 
"I'd definitely forgotten what a tease you were ... "

He grinned, adding one hand to the play as he ran his fingers over her breast, his index finger almost touching her nipple.

"Oh, you have no idea!" he grinned, and then finally cupped her breast in his hand, squeezing lightly, smiling with delight as he made the nipple point at his mouth. He blew warm air on it, smiling at her.

He did the same with her other breasts. He held it his hand and blew warm air on her nipple, moving from one to the other, but refusing to touch them.

"You want it, don't you?" he smiled with the corner of his mouth. "Ask me!" he purred.
 
"Oh, you have no idea!"

He told her as he continued to tease, his hands moving expertly over that supple flesh drawing an unexpected reaction from her as she found an aching need such as she could never having before. She squirmed and whimpered as he blew across each nipple, her back arching as she groaned helplessly.

"You want it, don't you?"

He taunted her.

"Ask me!"

Her eyes widened at his demand.

"You know I want it, I want you ... "

She responded urgently.

"Something tells me you don't usually hold back so much ... ?"

She wondered around.

"After all you said you wanted to fuck me ... "

She loved the way that sounded on her lips. Perhaps she was indeed sluttier than she had thought.

"... I know in many ways this is like our first time ... did you take it slow then? ... or did you do just what you wanted to me...?"

She asked curiously.
 
"You want to know about our first time?..." he asked looking at her while his hands squeezed and massaged her breasts gently.

"You want me to remind you how I ripped off your dress at this party we were at, how I tied your hands behind your back with my belt and held you down on the bed and fucked you hard?" he asked and finally gave one of her nipples a wet lick.

"You want me to remind you how I spanked your ass..." he added, licking her other nipple, "your breasts...", he went on, licking some more.

"I wish I could say all that!" he grinned mischievously. "...because that's what I wanted to do to you! Your turned me on THAT much with that flirty dress and your high heels!" he grinned. "Instead I dragged you into a bedroom and fucked you from behind. I didn't even take your panties off. I just pulled them to one side and fucked you hard!" he said as he began to suck one of her nipples, teasing it with his tongue.
 
"You want to know about our first time?..."

She nodded mesmerised by his voice as much as his touch.

"You want me to remind you how I ripped off your dress at this party we were at, how I tied your hands behind your back with my belt and held you down on the bed and fucked you hard?"

Her eyes widened incredulously as he described what he had done to her, her breath quickening at the prospect if not at the memory.

"You want me to remind you how I spanked your ass...your breasts...",

She moaned as his tongue tantalised her and his words painted an erotic picture she so wished she could remember ...

"I wish I could say all that! ..because that's what I wanted to do to you!
Your turned me on THAT much with that flirty dress and your high heels!"


She gasped as she realised that what he had described had never actually taken place.

"Instead I dragged you into a bedroom and fucked you from behind.
I didn't even take your panties off. I just pulled them to one side and fucked you hard!"


She had suspected there had always been a chemistry between them and though their reality had been hot, he had wanted to do so much more.

She moaned as his mouth closed upon one of her nipples, the flick of his tongue making her arch and groan.

"Not many people get a second first time ... "

She managed to breathe finally.

" ... maybe this could be the first time with me you always wanted ... ?"

She suggested, her voice quiet, but earnest as she found herself holding her breath in anticipation.

"... and if the dress ripping is an important part of that ... I know just the outfit ... "

She purred as he seemed to be considering her offer ...
 
"You mean... the dress ripping... the hands tied up... the spanking..." he said with a wide grin on his face as he looked in her eyes, wanting to figure out if she was putting him on.

It didn't feel like she was.

"If you're up for that, I am definitely! We just a need a party to go to!" he smiled and got off of her, standing up.

He looked down at her, admiring her heaving breasts and hard nipples.
 
"You mean... the dress ripping... the hands tied up... the spanking..."

She could see he didn't quite believe her. She didn't quite believe what she had offered herself, but even with her vague recall of an empathic history she believed she had in that forgotten existence, she had never felt as Eric made her feel and wondered if this was the slutty side he had told her she had.

"If you're up for that, I am definitely! We just a need a party to go to!"

She laughed at his words as he stood over her.

"So you want the full set up .. the party, the dress ...?"

She asked incredulously.

"Wow ... if you're gonna get your dream first time you won't be doing things by halves will ya?"

She wasn't quite sure if he was serious or if he or even she could wait for a party.

"Well ... Jack's provided the ideal dress ... but maybe you should check if he minds it being torn?
And as for a party ... well I would imagine Jack would know where that's at ... "
 
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His smiled widened with every sentence that came out of her mouth.

"Oh, baby, I want to fuck you so hard right here and now! And I'm getting the feeling that you want to be fucked too!" he said, looking for confirmation in her eyes.

"But if we're going to do this right, we should do it right!" he smiled, groaning as he just suggested delayed gratification, which was not his style at all.

"Why don't I talk to Jack and see if we can crash a party? In the meantime you can get ready, OK?" he asked and kissed her again, squeezing her breast and pinching her nipple playfully.

He then stood, blew her a kiss, and left the bedroom, practically running to Jack's apartment.
 
"Oh, baby, I want to fuck you so hard right here and now! And I'm getting the feeling that you want to be fucked too!"

Her smile widened and she knew that she was horny as hell!

"But if we're going to do this right, we should do it right!"

Like him, she groaned at having to wait, the irony of the contrast from her fearful response to his touch only this morning not lost on her.

"Why don't I talk to Jack and see if we can crash a party? In the meantime you can get ready, OK?"

She kissed him eagerly moaning into the kiss and gasping at that teasing pinch finding her body flame in reaction.

She laughed as he blew her a kiss and watched him race out.

So much for not exerting herself ... she reflected before she eased out of bed and headed to the other room to fetch that red dress. It seemed she had been given a body that not only looked good, but actually had reactions that she had never imagined possible ... and a slutty mind to go along with it she realised with a slow grin. She owed it to Julia, no to herself to enjoy herself and if that meant making her husband happy and, maybe even Jack ... well ... who was she to give up on that opportunity?
 
Roger found Jack sitting at his computer, checking stock prices.

"How is she?" Jack asked as he entered without knocking.

"She's... great! She still doesn't remember anything..." he rambled, pacing the room. "But she wants a new start... and... we need to go to party! Quickly! Do you know of any parties?"

"A party??? Seriously?" Jack asked, raising his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Yes, yes, a party! It's where we first met. And where we first fucked too!" he grinned.

"Oh, I see! Yes, there is an art gallery opening in about half an hour, if you're interested!"

"In the art? Not if it doesn't involve her naked! Who cares? Is it a party?" Roger asked impatiently.

"Yes, of course. It's very exclusive, lots of wine, good looking people... you'll love it!" Jack smiled.

"Great, I'll go make sure she's ready!" he said.

"You have twenty minutes!" Jack shouted as he left the apartment and returned to Julia.

He found the bedroom door closed, so he knocked without opening it.

"Honey? I talked to Jack and he offered to take us to an art gallery opening in 30 minutes? Can you be ready in 20 minutes?" he asked her.
 
'Julia' was seated at the dressing table fixing her hair when she heard the knock on the bedroom door.

"Honey? I talked to Jack and he offered to take us to an art gallery opening in 30 minutes? Can you be ready in 20 minutes?"

She thought the art gallery idea was a bit weird, but if it meant they could fuck then ...

"Sure, most likely 15. Jack's coming with us?"

She asked.

"Is he ok with .. me ... ?"

She queried through the door.

"I guess you'll want to change ... can you give me 10 minutes before you come in? "
 
"Yes, Jack is fine! Don't worry about Jack! He's crazy about you! And he can't wait to take us to this party!" he said through the door.

"Ok, I'll let you get ready and I'll go in when you come out and you're ready!" he said and began to pace the room, excited at the prospects of the upcoming party and the potential fun they were going to have.

"Do you... do you mind that he's coming with us?" Roger asked tentatively through the door.
 
"Yes, Jack is fine! Don't worry about Jack! He's crazy about you! And he can't wait to take us to this party!"

She wasn't sure that was the case after the discussion they had had earlier, but as long as Roger was happy that was all that she cared about.

"Ok, I'll let you get ready and I'll go in when you come out and you're ready!"

She shouted her agreement through the door.

"Do you... do you mind that he's coming with us?"

She could hear his concern and hesitated.

"If he hasn't got a problem with me, then I haven't with him. I'm feeling more myself now and I owe him an apology. Why don't you see if he can make it round here in 10 minutes and I can smooth things over with him whilst you get ready?"

She suggested.
 
He smiled at her desire to apologize, even if he didn't think that was necessary. There was no point in telling her that, it seemed to him.

"OK, I'll send him a text!" he said and immediately texted Jack to come over in ten minutes.

He walked over to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, only then realizing how thirsty he had been. He then returned in the livingroom and sat on the couch, killing time going through some fashion magazine he found on the coffee table. It felt like he was waiting in a doctor's office and he chuckled.

He heard the knock on the door, and Jack opened the front door and stepped in.

"Here I am! Are you guys ready?" he asked.

"I'm not, but Julia is almost ready. Waiting for her to come out so I can go in and change!" he said.
 
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