"Never The Twain Shall Meet" (closed)

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"Never The Twain Shall Meet"

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Alice stirred and blinked her eyes to life. She could hear her husband in the adjacent bathroom preparing for work, despite it being Sunday. She vaguely recalled Jeff telling her that there had been an issue at the studio and everyone was being called in for whatever reason.

She stared up at the high, vaulted ceilings of the bedroom she'd shared with her husband for now over a decade. She'd loved this room once, back after they'd first been married. They'd spent a lot of time in here. Fucking. Cuddling. Whispering sweet nothings. Fucking.

Things had changed. They weren't the same, loving, erotic couple they were before and shortly after they'd exchanged their vows. Alice didn't know when it had happened. Maybe there hadn't been a specific when. Maybe it had happened slowly over a long time without her even realizing it. Making love nearly every day, sometimes more than once, had slipped to twice a week. Then once a week. Then once a month. Then less. Now, all they did in here was sleep and get ready for work.

That, of course, had been the downfall of their love life. Work. They both worked. They both worked too hard.

As she stared at the hand textured ceiling, Alice tried to remember the last time her husband had been inside her. New Year's Eve, a night celebrated by most couples with sex? No. Jeff had had some music industry thing that night. Christmas? Another celebratory time with personal presents shared by lovers? No again. Alice had had to fly home to Seattle to supervise the close of merger that had threatened to drag on into the new year. Thanksgiving? No again. They'd had overnight guests all weekend long. How about the many days between those holidays? Again, nope. Something, more often than not work, had gotten in the way.

So, no sex in November or December or since then either. After ten years of marriage, a couple of months with sex might not be unusual for some couples. But it was June! Late June! Had it really been since before Turkey Day, seven months ago?

No! Eleven months ago! Alice's brain screamed in silent despair as she suddenly remembered the last time she and her husband had enjoyed ecstasy together. Marti! The last time Alice and Jeff had had sex was at her younger sister's weeding. It had been the first week of August. The romance of the moment, the memories of their own wedding, the lust such thoughts created. That had been enough to send Alice and Jeff off looking for some badly needed privacy. They'd slipped away to the preacher's office of all places and fucked right there on his couch. He'd driven her to three orgasms over 10 minutes, something they hadn't enjoyed since their first couple of years of marriage.

It's Sunday for Christ's sake! Alice thought to herself. Sundays are for staying home, eating breakfast in your robe, reading the entertainment news or Wall Street Journal, and fucking!

She tossed back the bedding, stood, and shed her comfy, cotton jammies and sleeping underwear. Naked, she snatched a bottle of mouthwash from her lamp table and rinsed away her morning breath. She swallowed the minty liquid with a grimace, then wiped the fronts of her teeth with a handkerchief from her husband's dresser. She heard the soles of Jeff's shoes moving about the bathroom and knew he was about to exit. Quickly she leaped back into the bed and struck a pose that barely hid her still incredible womanly features.
 
He could not remember when things started to change for him and Alice. Jeff loved her from the moment he met her, never stopped loving her, could not imagine his life without her, and yet, something just... changed. It must have started a few years back when he noticed he wasn't really looking forward to having sex with her anymore. He still thought she was beautiful and sexy, but the thought of actually fucking her did not appeal to him very much, and he just didn't know why.

A few years back he noticed men looking at her at an office party when he joined her as a plus one, and he even watched her as one of her colleagues flirted with her. He had an instant erection, and as soon as they went home there were fireworks in the bedroom. He didn't say why, he didn't want to admit why, but it was because of what he had witnessed.

And this really messed with his head. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" he kept thinking. It seemed every time they DID have sex, he was imagining those hunky guys at her office taking their turns on her. "I mean, who the fuck does that??" he would ask himself, horrified at his own fantasies, terrified to even mention of whiff of any of that to his beloved wife.

What would she make of it? And not only that, but HE wasn't at all sure what to make of it. Did it mean he didn't love her anymore? The fact that he only got hard if he imagined her fucked by other men simply shocked him and messed with his head. "No, no, this is just not right!" he kept telling himself. The result is that they hadn't actually fucked in such a long time. He couldn't even remember how long...

This was one of those fucked up mornings, when the absolute diva his label was working with was just not happy with the latest mix before it had to be released the next day. I mean, who wants the make changes the day before the release? He was fuming about it, but he was also obsessed with making his talent happy, and making sure they would never release anything they would not stand behind one hundred percent.

He emerged from the bathroom to get dressed and that's when he saw sweet Alice, splayed on the bed in her naked glory. Fuck, she looked great. But he had to go. Maybe that was just the perfect way to avoid having to make up some excuse for not fucking her, because he seemed to want something that was messed up to even begin to consider making that happen.

"Ohhh, babe... Fuck... You are so beautiful!"... he whined as he scrambled for his clothes, trying to leave before guilt destroyed his sense of his still being a decent human being. "I really have to go! We're releasing the album tomorrow and it's all hands on deck with last minute tweaks and changes! Really annoying!" he said as he was getting dressed.

He took one second to kiss her lips, if only briefly.

"Will you forgive me?" he asked, glancing at her pleadingly and with some good measure of guilt as he finished getting dressed.
 
"Ohhh, babe... Fuck... You are so beautiful!"

Alice smiled wide and twisted her body to show a bit more of her curves and hint at her readiness to have him come to her.

But then he said he had to leave and deal with an issue at work. Alice's smiled faded. He kissed her, asking, "Will you forgive me?"

"Of course, baby," she said attempting to hide her disappointment. She reached out to snatch Jeff by the sleeve, pulling him to her for another kiss. But that was all she got. As he headed off, Alice called to him, "Have a good day, baby."

As Jeff disappeared, Alice let her face plop down into the mattress. She murmured to herself, "Have a good day, baby. Stupid bitch."

She just laid there for the longest time, thinking about the past. They'd been so good together between the sheets. Or above the sheets. Or no where near the sheets. Alice simply couldn't imagine a reason the two of them weren't fucking like rabbits every day. Sure, she could have made a little more time for Jeff. It wasn't as if he was the only one putting in 50, 60, sometimes 70 hours a week at the office.

She could never have known, though, that even if they'd both quit their jobs today, they still wouldn't have been fucking one another any time soon. She couldn't have known what Jeff wanted from her now.

Ironically, Alice couldn't have known that today she would take the first step toward fixing what was wrong about their sex life.

But first, she needed to solve an immediate need. She rolled to her back, bent and parted her knees, and reached her hands between her thighs. She parted her soft outer folds with two fingers of one hand. Two fingers of the other hand found her sensitive inner folds. She wetted them with her warm fluid, raised them to her already swollen clit, and put them to work in rapid little circles. It didn't take long, of course. Alice had been causing her own orgasms in an ever increasing number for years. Soon enough her entire being was trembling as she cried out softly in ecstasy. She'd needed this, badly. And she wasn't in the least sorry that she'd taken the several minutes to make it happen. But as good as it felt, it was far from fully satisfying.

Alice had showered and was dressing when her cell vibrated on top of her dresser. She read the text and groaned. Like Jeff, she'd been called in to work. Half an hour later she was out the door, and half an hour after that she was walking into Xpand. Alice didn't honestly know much about the advertising agency. She hadn't been part of the team negotiating the merger. She'd only been at the final meeting in Seattle to hold the hand of the Senior Vice President whose job it had been to sign the $1.2 billion dollar deal. Her lack of participation in the dozens of prior meetings meant that she hadn't met all of the players and likely wouldn't have remembered any of them if she'd seen them out in public later.

But him!

Alice had noticed him as soon as she'd walked into the impromptu meeting. And she knew in an instant that he hadn't been in the Seattle meeting because she would never have forgotten him. She took her seat on one side of the table with her people. Across and to her left two seats, he was there. She was casual about her glances at him. She met his eyes a few times. She smiled to him politely twice. And even though she hadn't meant it, she'd gotten caught checking out his fit form once as well.

The meeting only lasted 25 minutes. Yet it had seemed like hours to Alice as she let her gaze come back to him again and again as she feigned to simply be letting her eyes sweep the table. She was good at this, pretending not to be interested. She was a professional, not some 16 year old twink giggling every time a cute boy at the school dance looked her way. And yet Alice felt like a love sick puppy when she looked at the man.

Why? She'd never felt such instantaneous lust for a man. Other than Jeff, of course. Alice had known she was going to fuck her husband-to-be the first time she'd laid eyes on him. Three weeks and even more dates had passed before she'd finally gotten naked with Jeff. She'd never been a slut. She never slept with a man until she thought she could fall in love. That was why Jeff had only been her third lover. She'd known they were meant to be long before she parted her thighs and invited him in.

And he'd been Alice's only lover since. She didn't cheat. She'd never even considered it. Until now. Alice wasn't just fantasized about the man across the table. She was already making plans for them. She'd never done this. Never found herself looking for a way to casually start up a conversation with a man other than Jeff. Never found herself contemplating ways to call her own impromptu meetings. Never found herself wondering how many times a week she could call home to tell Jeff that one of those meetings was going to run late into the night. Never found herself planning a weekend corporate retreat for two.

Of course, she was getting way, way ahead of herself. She didn't know this man. She only knew his name, and that was only because introductions had been made at the meeting's start. Was he married? Was he gay? Would he even be interested? As the meeting was about to break up, Alice found her heart beating with excitement. She hadn't contemplated a new lover in over a decade. And the last time she had, she hadn't been married!
 
Tomas was one of those advertising gurus who was called in at the last minute to save the company from potentially terrible decisions. He was new to the team, after having been head hunted for months by Xpand, who lured him to a hefty executive paycheque and ever expanding list of benefits.

He had seen the paperwork for the merger and called the meeting himself because he had a lot of questions that nobody even though about. As he entered the meeting, he couldn't help noticing the stunning woman sitting across the table from him. She caught her looking at him a few times and he smiled back, trying to hold back a full-on flirty gaze. He had been introduced at the start of the meeting, so he knew her name was Alice, but beyond that and the fact that she was an attorney he knew nothing. She appeared mysterious to him and he wanted to know more.

The long tirade of questions and enquiries he brought up made everyone realise that there was a lot still to be worked out before the papers were to be signed. The CEO turned to Alice and asked her if she would agree to liaise with Tomas and help him work out the last details hopefully by the end of the week, leaving them to work out how and where they were going to do that. Tomas agreed with a wide smile.

He approached her at the end of the meeting and extended his hand:

"Thanks for agreeing to help me out with this! Do you... have any plans for lunch? I'd like to take you out and make some plans. What do you think?" he asked, trying very hard to not be obvious in the way he checked her out.
 
Alice could barely hold back her delight at being asked to liaise with the Tomas. When they met at the meeting's end and shook hands, she felt a tingle shoot up her spine. This is so wrong, she thought to herself, trying to change course. Fantasy about him. Touch yourself to thoughts of him. Fuck, bring up his corporate board picture on your laptop with your Busy Rabbit deep inside you. But don't do this. Don't imagine actually cheating on Jeff.

The reason she thought to herself imagine cheating and not cheat itself was because Alice didn't think she really had it in her to betray her husband. Oh, sure, she could spend the rest of this day, the next day, the week and month and year planning intimate moments of adultery with Tomas. But Alice knew she could never do it. It just wasn't in her. Was it?

"Do you... have any plans for lunch? I'd like to take you out and make some plans. What do you think?"

I'm already making plans with you, sweaty screaming trembling plans, Alice thought to herself. But her response was far milder. "No plans, none at all. But, this is my town, and I'm buying you. I mean, my company's buying your company, not, I'm buying you. Yourself."

She laughed nervously and felt a blush fill her face. Great, I'm becoming that 16 year old twink after all. She clarified, "What I mean is, we're in my town, so, I'll pay. I'll buy lunch. Sushi, steak, or something else?"

She named off a couple of her favorite restaurants, two of which were within walking distance of the building. "Great, Cooper's it is then. Why don't you go ahead. I have to put away these project folders, and I'll catch up. Just give the hostess my name. I have a table in the back for Sunday lunch."

Alice didn't, actually. She just wanted to sound as important outside this building and company as she was inside it. Once they parted and she was heading for her office, Alice called Cooper's and got the brunch Hostess she'd been expecting to answer. She promised the woman a nice bribe if she could get an quiet, remote, intimate booth for two in the back and was tickled when she was told it was a done deal. She quickly added, "And a bottle of Champagne."

As soon as she'd disconnected the call, Alice wished she hadn't done that. Too much, she thought. But she let it go. She would claim they were celebrating their future merger early. Merger, she thought to herself as she imagined herself bent over her desk with her panties around her thighs and his cock pushing into her. We'll merge alright. She laughed aloud and blushed again, thinking, You gotta stop acting like this, twink!

After descending to the ground level, Alice called her husband's cell. She got Jeff's voice mail, not that she expected any different. She didn't do voice mail, leaving or receiving either. She hung up, pressed the text icon, and used the voice recognition to tell Jeff, "My meeting has turned into a lunch for the senior partners of both firms. We're going to The Burlington Grill down on 5th, in case you want to come by. I'll introduce you around."

Alice was lying, of course. But she knew it was a safe lie. Jeff hated going to or even getting within blocks of The Burlington Grill after an incident they'd suffered a couple of years back. And he didn't much care for her stiff-assed (her words) advertising types either. And he was already dealing with his own last minute business crap, so why would he want to be involved with hers? But Alice felt as though she'd needed to give more details than a simple I'll be home late. That excuse reeked of extramarital affair. Which she wasn't involved in. Yet.

Alice arrived at the restaurant and slipped into the booth with Tomas. The champagne arrived, the cork was pulled, and the flutes were filled. Alice held her tall glass out in front of her, looked Tomas in the eyes with a slightly guilty smile on her lips, and asked, "Do you have a better toast than 'To the future'?"
 
Jeff was conflicted. He was both annoyed that he was called in on a Sunday, and that it turned out to be a complete waste of time in the end. There was nothing wrong with the album. It was fine. It just took a few hours of him showing the fucking diva what it would sound like the way she wanted it, until she finally agreed that his idea was actually sounding the best.

What made the trip to the studio a little better, OK, a lot better, was that the singer turned up wearing a braless top with such a deep cleavage, that a couple of times he could have sworn her boobs escaped, but she somehow covered it up and pretended it didn't happen. He was both angry with her, and strangely turned on by her. He even imagined ripping that top off of her and banging her hard right there on the mixing console.

Luckily she just left when she became convinced he was right, and he finally felt free: free of her and his fantasy of banging her brains out. Just when he was turning the lights off she got the text message from Alice: "My meeting has turned into a lunch for the senior partners of both firms. We're going to The Burlington Grill down on 5th, in case you want to come by. I'll introduce you around."

He thought of replying to it, but realised she may not want to fiddle with her phone while entertaining company execs. Something in him made him decide to maybe just drive by, maybe just peek in and see her from a distance. He didn't know why, but he listened to that thought. He got in his car and drove to the Grill, parked the car and walked casually by, hoping he would spot her table. He didn't. "Fuck it!" he said and walked inside, still not being able to see her. He sat at the bar and ordered a coffee.

"Where is she??" he wondered as he got up and walked towards the restrooms. That's when he spotted her. She was sitting in a separate booth, very intimate, with a handsome exec type. And they were having champagne. "What the...?" he wondered as he failed to see anyone else sitting with them. "Did she just lie to me? Who's this dude?" he wondered, and then realised he was far more intrigued than angry with her. He moved back to the bar, and picked a position where he could look at them, but not enough to be seen by them, and waited to see what would happen.

Tomas smiled at her question - "Do you have a better toast than 'To the future'?"

"Well, the future is unknown... and so are you. But I would like to get to know you, so let's drink to us knowing each other!" he smiled and raised his glass, admiring her perfect figure.
 
"...so let's drink to us knowing each other!"

Alice smiled and clinked her glass to Tomas's. In her lust-twisted mind she was asking, Know as in Biblical, or, just know as in get to know one another? Again she questioned herself, Why are you being this way, now, so suddenly? But it hadn't been suddenly. It had been building for years. She might have suddenly felt these feelings for another man somewhere else tomorrow. Or the next day. But it had happened with this man, with Tomas. Maybe it was because they counterparts of similarly equal standing within their companies. Maybe it was just that beautiful face. Maybe it was Jeff's rejection of her when she had been so accessible to him this morning. I mean talk about leading a horse to water. I practically threw him into the lake, and he still wouldn't drink.

Alice wasn't certain as to whether this was about her, about Jeff, about them, or about something entirely different. But as she studied this man before her and contemplated rocking atop him while he was deep inside her, while her husband was at home alone or stuck in a study babysitting yet another one hit diva, Alice suddenly found herself looking for emergency back full on her Titanic lust.

"I'm married," she suddenly blurted out. She didn't immediately know what to add. She sipped from her flute and clarified, "I, I just thought you should know that. You know..."

She knew immediately that if Tomas had had even a thought of fucking her (today, tomorrow, whenever), he was now thinking Oh, she's married and doesn't cheat. Alice had ruined her chance of being with him. But, she wasn't going to be with him. It had been another fantasy. Right? She hadn't really been planning on slipping away with him to some hotel room. Had she?

"I mean, you know," she was again trying to reverse herself, "When we schedule our meetings, our one-on-ones, to discuss the merger, the contract, I, um, I just, I may need to schedule around my marriage. We do a lot together. Socially. Jeff and I. My husband is Jeff."

Twink! she again chastised herself silently. Twink, and a flake.
 
Tomas smiled widely at her as she blurted out of nowhere: "I'm married,... I, I just thought you should know that. You know..."

He nodded knowingly, but without seeming deterred in any way.

She went on: "I mean, you know, when we schedule our meetings, our one-on-ones, to discuss the merger, the contract, I, um, I just, I may need to schedule around my marriage. We do a lot together. Socially. Jeff and I. My husband is Jeff."

He almost laughed at her awkward outburst, and gently extended his hand over the table and touched her hand.

"I totally understand, Alice, you don't have to explain anything to me! We are not going to do anything that you're not comfortable with, okay? Just so you know, as far as I'm concerned, the fact that you're married is neither here nor there. The fact is, you're here with me now, having a good time, I hope. As long as you're okay with it, I'm fine as well! Does that sound okay?" he asked his hand still resting gently over hers.
 
"...the fact that you're married is neither here nor there."

As she listened, Alice couldn't help but wonder if Tomas was saying he wouldn't let her status as married get in the way of sleeping with her. Or was he simply saying that it didn't matter in regard to their working and simply becoming friendly?

"Does that sound okay?"

Alice smiled, lifted her glass a bit as if to salute his statement, and before she put her to her lips to sip said, "Sounds okay."

The waitress arrived to take their order, then departed. They talked about the merger some more, then about each other's place within their own organization. Alice explained that she'd been Parker and Company's merger and acquisitions attorney for six years. As she was explaining, it occurred to Alice that six years ago was about the time when her marriage began it's permanent descent to where it was now. I should quit, she thought to herself. Save my marriage maybe.

But she wouldn't. Alice loved what she did, just as her husband did. Or did he? It had been so long since they'd talked about their respective jobs that Alice didn't honestly know if Jeff was still enjoying his work. Of course, she could have stood and walked to the other side of the restaurant to ask him if she'd understood that he was there with a straight line view through some palm tree's foliage of her and Tomas.

Dinner arrived, and the conversation turned more personal when Alice asked, "Are you married, Tomas? Little lady at home in the bedroom or working with you in the board room? Little man maybe?"

She smiled devilishly. Alice was probably one of the most sexually liberally women in the company and cared not a lick about the preferences of those she worked with. In addition she was very active in helping women break the glass ceiling in the corporate world. So whether Tomas had a lover with a dick or tits and whether that lover was a home maker of a corporate executive mattered not to her.

Really, the only reason she asked was she wanted to know a little more about his availability. Suddenly she realized she was back to seriously plotting to fuck this man. Stop!
 
Tomas really eased into the conversation with Alice, being more and more at ease with her, watching her every move, smiling at her seductively and quietly as she spoke. Talking about the merger felt natural, but also it didn't take too long. He was interested in something else, and he felt she may have been as well.

"Are you married, Tomas? Little lady at home in the bedroom or working with you in the board room? Little man maybe?" she asked suddenly, drawing a knowing smile from him.

"Me? Married? Oh, no... I'm afraid not. Far too busy with work, travelling far too much, I wouldn't want to put a woman through that kind of suffering. And if you're asking if I'm into men, no, I'm not. I do like married women though!" he said with a cheeky grin and raised the glass to her and took a sip.

From the other side of the restaurant, Jeff was looking their way from time to time, wanting to not be too obvious. He noticed she was having a good time, blushing it seemed here and there. It was clear to him she was into this guy. He didn't know how he felt about it. He began to regret seeing them, and now having to lie about it. He really wished she would tell him herself. The sudden though made him instantly hard, to such a degree that he had to shift in his seat.
 
"I do like married women though!"

Alice smiled wider and matched his lifted glass before laughing playfully. Again, she found herself wondering whether or not Tomas was up for sex with her, despite (or maybe even because of) her being married. She studied him for a long moment as they topped their glasses, finishing off the bottle.

"I have to go," Alice said suddenly. She sipped some more champagne, set the flute down, and slipped out of the booth to stand. She lied, "My husband and I have early evening dinner plans."

She didn't want to leave. She was enjoying Tomas's company more than she'd enjoyed a man's company in a long time. But Alice knew that if she remained here any longer she'd suggest that they get a room in the hotel above them.

"I sit with the partners Tuesday morning," she told him, setting up their next meeting. "Perhaps, if you have a clear schedule, you could stop by my office and we could continue this? Maybe about five?"
 
As soon as Jeff saw her get up from the table suddenly, he sprang up as well, scrambled to pay his bill and quickly made his exit to head out to his car.

Tomas had a funny grin on his face when he realised just how panicked she was, and how quickly she wanted to leave.

"Perhaps, if you have a clear schedule, you could stop by my office and we could continue this? Maybe about five?" she said.

"That sounds great to me, Alice! Five sounds good! Oh, and if your... early dinner plans don't work out tonight, call me! I don't have any dinner plans. And if I am, I will cancel them to see you again!" he said and handed her his card.

Jeff quickly ran to his car, started the engine and headed off, really, really hoping she wouldn't notice. He kept his head down, but just as he was about to turn the corner he saw her coming out of the restaurant, and he was pretty sure she saw him too. He tried to ignore it and drove home as fast as he could, waiting to see if she would also come home.
 
"Oh, and if your... early dinner plans don't work out tonight, call me! I don't have any dinner plans."

Alice was standing directly before Tomas and yet she didn't hear him. Not entirely. As they were exiting, she thought she saw Jeff's car. She leaned this way and that for a better look and swore she saw Jeff himself. But the car took a bit of a strange turn through the parking lot, then another, as if the driver couldn't find the exit to the street. Or was trying to avoid passing too near to Alice maybe.

But it couldn't be Jeff. He wouldn't have come here. And if he had, he wouldn't have left her sitting there alone with a man he didn't know. Would he?

"And if I am, I will cancel them to see you again!"

Alice was still watching the car as it hit the street and raced away. But this time she heard Tomas. She tried to cover her distraction with an intimate touch to Tomas's forearm as she said, "That's good. Really. Very good. Thanks."

It came out awkward, she knew. But Alice's mind was still on the car and the man in it. They traded farewells and headed for their respective cars. Alice sat in hers for several minutes. She contemplated what had just taken place. She wanted Tomas. But she loved Jeff. She wouldn't cheat. But she couldn't forget all that had happened today. She needed to be with a man. She needed to be with Jeff. But that wasn't going to happen any time soon. So, Tomas? Cheating?

She turned the car over finally, telling herself firmly, "No."

Twenty minutes later, Alice was walking into her home with a purpose. Jeff's car was in the drive. Her loins were burning for Tomas. And she was going to get laid, whether her husband wanted to fuck her or not. She found him in his office and strode around his desk to stand before him. She lifted the hem of her dress, grasped the waist bands of her thong, and pulled it off her waist. It fell to gather around her heels before she stepped out of them.

"Fuck me, Jeff," she said firmly as she stepped closer. "Open your pants. And fuck me."

If he did, she would crawl into his lap, grab his cock, and put it inside her. If he didn't, Alice didn't know what she was going to do.
 
Jeff's heart beat faster as he heard her come in. He sat at his desk quickly, pretending he was looking over his spreadsheets. In no time at all she was in his office and stood in front of him, taking off her thong and stepping out of them, making a very clear demand:

"Fuck me, Jeff. Open your pants. And fuck me."

The whole thing was just overwhelming as he looked at her.

"You don't want me to fuck you! You want HIM to fuck you!" he said to himself, the thought making him instantly hard.

He stood and approached her, kissing her deeply. He then turned her around and bent her over his desk, knocking over all kinds of things.

"You want to get fucked, do you?" he asked and he daringly spanked her perfect ass exposed to his view.

He quickly took his pants off and released his throbbing cock, feeling dizzy with excitement. He waited no longer and pushed his cock inside her hard and fast, to the hilt, with a deep groan. He held her down on the desk as he thrust into her a couple of times before he settled into a steady stroke.

"That's how you want him to fuck you, isn't it?" he said to himself, wishing he had the guts to say it out loud as he continued to fuck her.

"Who made you so wet, babe? Tell me!" he risked the question, too aroused to care at this point.
 
"You don't want me to fuck you! You want HIM to fuck you!"

Alice's eyes widened as she realized that it had been Jeff in the restaurant parking lot. In an instant he was up and bending her over his desk.

"You want to get fucked, do you?"

Jeff spanked Alice's bare ass and although it wasn't violently hard she still let out a slight cry of anger, pain, and surprise. Her husband knew she didn't like being spanked. But he did it anyway.

Maybe three years into their marriage their sex life had begun to shows signs of becoming stale. They'd had a very short flirtation with sex clubs at which everything from mate swapping to orgies to S&M were specialties. They hadn't participated, only watched. Alice hadn't been ready for sex with other people. Others wanted to be with them, though. With Alice. With Jeff. With both of them. Alice had noticed how these visits to the clubs effected the couple's love making once they got home. They fucked and sucked and toyed with one another more and in new ways.

But what Alice hadn't really noticed at the time was that any time men had clearly told Jeff they wanted to have sex with Alice while he was present (whether participating or just watching), the sex later at home on those nights had been incredible. Had she known in the last couple of years that Jeff would get so excited about seeing her with other men she wouldn't have waited until now to contemplate it.

Suddenly, after only a very brief moment to lube the end of it in her wet lips, Jeff rammed his cock into Alice. She gave out a shocked gasp of pain and surprise. She grasped the edges of his desk for support as he was quickly ramming his full length into her. Soon enough Alice's cries were all about pleasure as her husband pummeled her pussy. She parted her feet a bit to allow him a position to bottom out deep inside her.

"That's how you want him to fuck you, isn't it?" Jeff went on about Tomas. "Who made you so wet, babe? Tell me!"

Alice didn't say anything immediately. She was enthralled with what her husband was doing to her. Fuck, it had been so long! And it felt so good! And she didn't care whether or not Jeff was fucking her for his own pleasure or for her punishment for cheating on him. Of course, she wasn't cheating. Not yet anyway.

Alice wasn't the easiest person to drive to orgasm sometimes. But this time was different. As Jeff was continuing to pound her from behind, she knew her climax was imminent. She feared Jeff would stop if he came before her though, which was a possibility. As far as she knew, he wasn't cheating on her, which meant it had been just as long a time since he'd had sex with anyone but himself as it had been for her. She needed him to keep going, even after he exploded inside her.

Looking back over her shoulder, she taunted between pleasured gasps, "Tomas! And he makes … me cum. He makes … me explode. That's more … than you do … Jeff."
 
Jeff couldn't believe just how aroused he was. The thought of another man fucking her was just too intoxicating to hold anything back. He looked down at her sexy ass as he fucked her with full erotic fury, enjoying every sound of pleasure he heard escaping from her mouth.

When he asked her who made her so wet, he really did not expect any response. But instead she turned to look at him and answered him: "Tomas! And he makes … me cum. He makes … me explode. That's more … than you do … Jeff."

He groaned loudly as her words hit him like a wave of humiliation, arousal and curiosity, and he thrust his cock to the hilt keeping it there for a few seconds before he started pounding her again.

"Tomas, huh? That's his name?" he asked stupidly, not knowing how to react to her admission.

"He makes you cum, huh? When did you fuck him, you little slut?" he asked with a grunt, aware that calling her a slut was risky. But he thought, fuck it, she did fuck another man behind my back! "Tell me everything!" he urged, while fucking her steadily, moaning with every stroke.
 
"Tomas, huh? That's his name?"

Alice snapped back between cries of building pleasure, "Tomas! That's ... his name!"

"He makes you cum, huh? When did you fuck him, you little slut?"

Her orgasm was building quickly, and Alice knew that so long as Jeff didn't stop his assault of her pussy, she would indeed cum to this badly needed and long awaited fuck. She snapped back at him, "Today … you prick! Today! Just before … you saw us. Just … before … lunch. Yeah, Jeff … I saw you … I saw you there … running away … running away like … a scared little--"

Alice was just seconds away from exploding. She was having a hard time getting the words out. But she wanted to taunt Jeff. She needed to taunt him. She managed one last lie, "Then … I sucked his … cock … suck it … in his car … as you ran … away!"

Suddenly the pleasure building within Alice peaked. She grasped the edge of his desk so tightly she would later realize she cracked a nail. She arched her back and looked upwards. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened. And after a long held breath during which the ecstasy built to its max, Alice let out a long, loud gasp of satisfaction at the euphoria that exploded through her. Her entire body twitched conspicuously. Her skin went cold, something she'd always found odd and had never found a reason for. Her cries of pleasure became far apart and sharp. And little by little, she relaxed down toward the desk until she was laying flat on it, her forehead pressed to the papers there, staining them with the sweat that would soon replace the chilled dry skin as she became warm all over.

Her orgasm would plateau for many seconds, though Alice wouldn't truly know how many. She and Jeff had recorded some of their early love making sessions for the fun of it. Her typical orgasm -- the true explosion of euphoria -- typically last only a handful of seconds but was followed by several minutes of elevated heart beat and gasping breaths. But Jeff had touched her just perfectly once or twice during the good years. He'd discovered and stimulated her G-spot and drove her into an orgasm that lasted upwards of a minute or so. Oh, it was all hard to quantify, other than to say that when they'd been good together, they'd been good together.

Here and now, Alice's orgasm would stretch to a dozen or more seconds but the afterglow of it would last for...

Well, that sort of depended upon what Jeff did now, didn't it?
 
Her answer to his pointed question came fast and quick, seasoned with a little anger for taste: "Today … you prick! Today! Just before … you saw us. Just … before … lunch. Yeah, Jeff … I saw you … I saw you there … running away … running away like … a scared little--"

His thrusts intensified along with his groans, at her every word, until the last words almost made him lose grip on reality: "Then … I sucked his … cock … suck it … in his car … as you ran … away!"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, her climax was unstoppable. He felt her whole body shake in pleasure under him, her pussy gripping his cock deliciously as he held it in deeply, watching her muscles twitch, and her body melt on the desk.

He waited a few seconds, but just before she could really catch her breath he began to move inside her, this time with long, slow strokes, following her breath, running his hand over her ass and back.

"You did? You did all that?" he asked with arousal in his voice. "You fucked him, AND sucked his cock?" he continued while slowly moving his cock inside her burying the whole length in and out. "Did you... did you like his cock?..." he asked tentatively.
 
Alice was being wracked by the aftermath of her orgasm. She barely even heard her husband's question. She had needed this so badly. Had wanted this so badly. Had wanted Jeff so badly. This had all been about Jeff. Not Tomas. Oh sure, when she'd been sitting in that corporate meeting it had been about wanting to fuck someone, anyone. And by the end of the lunch, it had most definitely been about Tomas. But now, as her husband slid his cock in and out of her gently twitching and trembling pussy, it was once again all about Jeff.

She was ready to tell her husband that she'd lied. That she hadn't been with another man, in particular the man Jeff had seen her with at lunch. But should she? When she'd pulled her panties off and demanded Jeff fuck her, Alice had hoped he wouldn't deny her as he had that morning. And he hadn't denied her. But! Jeff had only fucked her because he thought she was cheating on her. She thought it was about punishing her, about pummeling her pussy, raping her in a sense for her betrayal. She didn't understand yet that his excitement came from believing that she wanted other men. She didn't understand that Jeff's yearning for her originated with the desiring to see her with other men.

But Alice understood that this wasn't the moment to confess to her lie. Not yet.

With enough of her control over her body returning after the incredible orgasm, Alice pushed Jeff back away from and out of her. She turned and pushed him in the chest, moving him back a bit more. She looked down to her husband's groin. And she smiled. She'd always loved Jeff's cock. It was perfectly sized, just a bit above average in both length and girth. It was a beautiful cock, with a wonderful bulbous head and just enough visible blood vessels meandering up it to give it a bit of an animalistic hint. And now covered in her juices, it glistened in the light spilling in from the windows.

"Yeah, I like his cock," Alice said. "But only because he puts it in me. I used to like your cock, too, Jeff. But I haven't seen it recently. I doubt I'd recognize it anymore. So I put Tomas's cock inside me instead. I put it in my pussy..."

Alice pushed against Jeff's chest again, creating another step of space between them. She turned away from him and walked over to his office couch. She stripped a pillow off it, dropping it to the floor before it. She hoped he would remember what this meant. It had been a long time since Alice had sucked her husband's cock while he sat on the couch and she kneeled between his parted thighs. But remembering something like that was sort of like riding a bike, wasn't it?

She continued her taunt as she began stripping her dress from her body, followed by the panties still around her upper thighs and the bra lifting her still firm breasts. "I put Tomas's cock into my pussy. And I put it into my mouth. And yes, Jeff. I liked it. I think I liked it better than having yours in my mouth. I think!"
 
The pause she took to reply made him realise she was really considering what she was going to say. She pushed him back, and his slid out of her, his cock still twitching. He thought she was angry with him. Her answer suggested otherwise as she pushed him back with a glint in her eye that made his cock throb:

"Yeah, I like his cock," Alice said. "But only because he puts it in me. I used to like your cock, too, Jeff. But I haven't seen it recently. I doubt I'd recognize it anymore. So I put Tomas's cock inside me instead. I put it in my pussy..."

Then she moved away from him and threw a pillow off the couch, drawing a wide smile from him. He took a seat on the couch as he watched her peel off her dress, watching her closely. And then she continued:

"I put Tomas's cock into my pussy. And I put it into my mouth. And yes, Jeff. I liked it. I think I liked it better than having yours in my mouth. I think!"

He groaned at her words, his cock twitching as he looked at her sexy body, which for some reason appeared ten times sexier now that she confessed to fucking another man.

"I know I haven't really been... you know... giving you the attention you deserve, babe... so I totally understand that you had to go elsewhere to get cock!" he said looking at her, calling her over.

"But seeing you with him made me so hard for you... And you telling me what you did with him is insanely arousing! And you don't have to hold back with me, babe, you don't have to hide that you like his cock more than mine. I love your raw honesty. It's such a turn on!" he added smiling.
 
Alice suddenly found herself conflicted. And feeling a bit guilty, too. She'd lied to her husband about fucking another man. About sucking off another man. She'd done it to entice him to fuck her. She'd told him that she cheated on him. She'd lied that she'd cheated on him. And now Jeff was making it clear that his attraction for her at this moment was because she'd cheated on him.

She couldn't tell him the truth now! Especially after he told her, "I love your raw honesty. It's such a turn on!"

Fuuuuck, what do you do now you stupid bitch? Alice chastised herself. Well, right this instant, there was nothing else she could do. She dropped to her knees between Jeff's thighs, licked hungrily at his sloppy cock, then rose up a bit taller to gain the position she wanted. Then, with the skill that she'd always believed was one of the reasons Jeff had married her in the first place, Alice took his entire length through her lips and into her throat. The first dive down onto him had been slow and cautious. It always took Alice a while to get used to having something this big and foreign shoved down her gullet. And it had been a long time.

But soon enough her head and upper body was bobbing up and down as she took his cock into her clear down to the hilt She knew (or hoped) that it wouldn't take long. He'd already been inside her other hole, and (she presumed) Jeff hadn't had any in a while either. She would suck him until he exploded, taking every drop into her mouth, showing it to him built up on her tongue, and then swallow conspicuously. He liked that. Alice liked that he liked that.

And then she'd mount him and fuck again, desperate for yet another fierce orgasm of her own.
 
As soon as her tongue and lips touched his throbbing cock, Jeff almost started to shake. He had flashes of images in his head of what she would have looked like sucking on Tomas' cock, how much she would have enjoyed it, moaned all over it. He barely got to catch his breath before she took his whole length in her mouth and down her throat, drawing a loud groan from his chest.

"Ohhhhh fffuck!" he grunted, the sensations he was feeling coupled with the sight of his cock deep in her mouth, made him arch his back and push slightly until it was all the way in.

"Fuck, babe, you're gonna make me cum!" he warned, as he felt everything was just so much stimulation.

He felt his body shake, and came hard, as she sucked him as expertly as he remembered her being capable of. The feeling of cumming in her sexy mouth made him groan deeply as his fingers played in her hair.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck... That was so hot!... If you sucked that guy this way, he's probably hooked on you now!" he said in a haze, his cock still throbbing in her mouth.
 
Alice could still taste her husband's cum in her mouth as he complimented, "If you sucked that guy this way, he's probably hooked on you now!"

She would have found the praise delightful if it had been about what she'd just done to Jeff. But it hadn't been. Alice knew that half of his current enjoyment had come from imagining another man's cock in her mouth. But, there hadn't been another cock in her mouth. And yet, Alice couldn't tell Jeff that. The only reason he'd fucked her earlier was because he thought another man was doing the same. This is so fucked up, she thought to herself. I can't confess that I'm NOT cheating on him.

Alice didn't know what to do about it. She only knew she wasn't going to do anything about it right now. Right now, she was going to get fucked again.

"He's hooked alright," Alice taunted as she stripped Jeff's shoes, socks, pants, and underwear off him. "All he thinks about is being inside me. Inside my mouth."

She stood and stripped off the rest of her clothes. She added, "Inside my pussy."

She crawled into her husband's lap, grasped his cock, and positioned it. In an instant, it was deep inside her as she bounced rapidly in his lap. He felt so amazing. He filled her. It reminded her of the good times. She clasped Jeff's head in her hands, leaning in often to kiss him passionately. She pressed her breasts to his face, urging him to suckle her sensitive nipples.

Alice came hard and long, arching her body forward and leaning her head back as she cried out toward the ceiling. Her body shivered like it hadn't for years. Her fingers clenched Jeff's skull, unconsciously digging her nails into his flesh. As she came down, Alice fell into her husband's body. Panting. Gasping for air. Sweating from head to tits to belly to toes. She'd thought her earlier orgasm had been spectacular but this one had been even more so.

When she'd recovered, all Alice wanted was more. She lifted herself enough to look into her husband's face. She kissed him passionately, then whispered tauntingly, "Tomas made me cum three times today."

She smiled, eager to see whether or not Jeff would take the bait and try to surpass her imaginary lover's abilities.
 
He was still dizzy from cumming and she responded to his challenge while stripping him, drawing a smile from him. She wants more! he thought to himself.

"He's hooked alright. All he thinks about is being inside me. Inside my mouth." she said to him and stood, her body in full glorious display. "Inside my pussy!" she added, his cock getting hard again at the sight and at her taunts.

As she climbed him he could feel his cock entering her welcoming pussy. She rode him hard, pushing her delicious breasts in his mouth, making him groan with every thrust. Wow, if you fucked that guy like this today, how do you still have the energy? he wondered to himself only briefly, before her assault on his cock pulling him in fully.

She came hard, her body vibrating on top of him as she collapsed and kissed him.

"Tomas made me cum three times today." she told him with a cheeky grin.

"Really? Three times?" he asked and lifted her off of him, placing her on the couch and spread her legs. He got on his knees between her legs and began to eat her pussy, flicking his tongue over her clit with great enthusiasm and commitment.

He enjoyed every moan he heard escaping from her mouth, her back arching, her rapid breathing. His hands moved up her body to grasp her breasts as he continued his relentless licking and sucking of her clit. He did not stop until she came again, moving up to kiss her breasts as she came.

He then stood and picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom and dropped her on the bed without saying a word. He climbed on top of her and entered her deeply, ramming his cock with deep grunts as the bed rocked loudly. When he felt tired he came out of her and laid on the bed, and she climbed him, riding him with the last ounces of energy before he came, followed by her own climax. She collapsed over his body, completely and utterly spent.

"Ffuck... that was amazing..." he said with tiredness in his voice. "But... be honest! You didn't fuck that guy did you?" he asked. "You just said that because you knew it would turn me on!"
 
Alice was spent. She hadn't felt so sated in years. A decade maybe, back to the last days of their true passionate sex life. She was ready to simply slide off her husband's body and drift off to a well deserved sleep. Then he asked his question of her. How was she supposed to answer? Feigning to have cheated on Jeff had gotten her the best sex she could easily remember.

But he knew the truth. So, her answer to him came in question form. "Why did it take thinking I was with another man to make you want me?"

She lifted her head and looked into Jeff's eyes. "I love you. I love you so very much. I miss you. Every thing about you, not just your cock. We haven't been the same in years. We haven't been right. Like we are now, right now, here like this. I want us like this again."

She sat up to hover over her husband, her weight resting on the locked elbow of one hand. The skin of Alice's bosom and belly still glowed with the sweat of the workout atop Jeff's groin. "I want us like this again, Jeff. And--"

She hesitated a moment, in a bit of disbelief that she was about to say it. "And if it takes me being with other men to make you want this again. I'll do that for you, baby. I'll do that for us. Is that what you want?"
 
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