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Nicole looked at herself in
the mirror. She was wearing a navy blue dress, with long sleeves, a tapered
waist, and pleats in the flared bottom. The dress ended about a couple of
inches above her knees and the effect would have been completely demure, if not
for the neck. The dress had an open neck that showcased her cleavage perfectly.
A little lower and it might have even been slightly obscene. It showed off her
delicate collarbones and the overall effect of the dress was breath taking.

Nicole was pleased with the
results, putting a hint of red on her lips and leaving her hair loose. When she
walked out, Ashton let out a whistle. Nicole laughed in reply.

“Maybe we ought to skip the
party all together.” Ashton said appreciatively.

“Hurry up.” Nicole laughed,
throwing his shirt at him.

In the past, they would have
reached the party an hour late, all smiles.  Right now, she was in the kitchen,
figuring out if there was anything they needed as Ashton got dressed.

They reached the party a little
before time, so Nicole could help Sam’s wife, Steph, with some of the cooking.

She entered the kitchen, only
to find Justin on the kitchen counter, a bowl of baby carrots in front of him.
He was sipping from a beer as Steph got work done.

“I see you’re here mainly as
an observer.” Nicole said as she walked in.

“I’m the sous chef who’s all
outta sous.” Justin drawled, making Steph and Nicole giggle.

“I think Sam and Ashton want
your help in finishing off the beer before the guests arrive.”

Justin jumped off the counter
and snapped into a mock salute before he walked out.

Nicole felt her heart melt a
little. Steph was already rattling off the things she was worried about.
Whether she had made enough dip, whether they ought to check on the guys and
make sure they didn’t burn the meat.

Once everyone had arrived,
Nicole found herself standing with Jan and Steph, talking about their husbands
and jobs and such. Half her mind was on Justin and Ashton standing in the
corner, polishing off beers and laughing hysterically at random things.

She loved how effortlessly
close the two of them were. She excused herself and went over to them.

“So who are we finding so
damn funny now?”

Ashton shushed Justin and
tried to put on a straight face.

“Not you, honey. Definitely
not you.” Nicole slapped Ashton’s arm lightly and laughed.

“We were laughing at Sam’s
efforts to not stare at Keith’s daughter.”

Nicole looked around,
horrified, to see Sam standing next to his boss, Keith, and his daughter.
Nicole couldn’t remember her name, but she was a pretty young thing, nineteen
and fresh, in her tiny denim shorts. Sam’s eyes were fixed on Keith as he
rattled on about something, but every so often, his eyes would move to the
daughter, only to hurriedly move to Keith again.

The three of them dissolved
into laughter.

“That’s not very nice, by the
way. One of you should go rescue Sam.”

“You are right again, babe.”
Ashton went to get Sam away from Keith’s boring monologue.

Nicole was standing alone
with Justin now and her mind was trying really hard to not think about all the
things that had gone through her mind few days ago.

“You look extra pretty today,
Nick.”

“Thanks. You look pretty
yourself, Justine.” Nicole teased. It felt so much like high school,
overcompensating when you had a crush on someone.

Justin threw her a ghost
punch.

“Whatever happened to
Felicity? I thought I was gonna see her here today.”

Felicity was the on again-off
again girlfriend Justin had been seeing.

“Nah, that didn’t really work
out. I feel like I’ve been trying too hard to find love. But all I’m really
looking for is that connection.”

It wasn’t very often that you
heard your male friends talk about something real, but Nicole was still trying
to keep the conversation lighthearted.

“Maybe you could go flirt
with Keith’s daughter.”

Justin looked at her with one
eyebrow cocked.

“That’s not who I want to
flirt with though.”

There it was. A moment again,
between the two of them. They looked at their drinks nervously and Nicole
wished Ashton was back.

He was soon enough, and the
rest of the evening was filled with light hearted banter, and even though
Ashton had gotten a little drunker than Nicole liked, the evening was a
complete success.

After most people had left,
Justin, Ashton, and Nicole stayed back. Nicole and Steph cleaned up while the
men sat and polished off more beers.

When Nicole and Steph came
and sat with them, the men were more than a little tipsy. Steph went and sat
down on Sam’s lap.

“Birthday boy gets a big
kiss. Did you have fun?” Steph asked Sam as she planted a big wet one on his
lips.

“Get a room, you guys. Ew.”
Ashton threw an empty pack of smokes at Sam.
Nicole laughed and looked at Justin, only to find him eyeing her again.

Nicole wondered if it was
because she wanted to see these signs. They had known each other forever and
suddenly now, there was attraction?

“We should leave these two
alone.” Nicole said, getting up.

Ashton and Justin followed
suit and the three of them left.

As Nicole and Ashton got
home, Ashton was already snoring softly. As they got into bed, Ashton got
closer and put his arms around her.

Nicole wanted to tell him he
was drunk, but then she thought about how long it had been and decided against
it. She pressed her ass against his crotch, feeling his hard on.

Ashton kissed her neck, and
squeezed her breasts.

“You looked so great tonight,
babe. Everyone was staring at you.”

Nicole turned around, kissing
him on the lips. He smelled of alcohol, but she didn’t really mind. She wanted
to feel the urgency she felt before, but his hands were awkward as they tried
to get her panties off.

Nicole took off her clothes
and the helped Ashton with his. He had a great body. Sparse chest hair and
broad shoulders, he looked a lot younger for his age and Nicole was sure he
broke a lot of hearts at the office with his wedding ring.

She got under the covers and
took Ashton’s cock in her mouth. He was big, thick, and hard as she licked him,
eliciting loud moans from him.

She bobbed her head up and
down his shaft, feeling his legs buckle with pleasure.  He put his hands around
her shoulders and brought her up. Nicole felt herself get moist as he swiftly
got on top of her, easing himself inside her as he started to massage her clit.

Nicole opened her legs wide,
making his thrusts grow more urgent. She was close herself and she closed her
eyes, picturing Justin on top of her again. She locked her legs behind Ashton’s
back, bringing him closer to her. His thrusts increased in fervor and she
started to moan.

“Fuck me harder, babe.”
Nicole said with her eyes still closed.

There wasn’t a lot of talking
during sex between them nowadays and she felt Ashton get closer to the edge as
she got louder.

“I’m cumming.” she said as
his cock pushed deeper inside her and she came with thrusts of her own.

Ashton came soon after, his
body going limp as he emptied his balls inside her, his cum seeping out from
her as he withdrew.

They lay down, tired, and
Nicole turned the other way immediately. She didn’t want the only good sex they
have had in a while to be because of someone else, because she was being fucked
by Justin in her head.

Ashton held her from behind
and muttered a light “whoa” before he passed out.

Ashton was due to leave for
one of his business trips soon and Nicole wasn’t sure she liked how much she
was looking forward to that. She always hated being away from him, hated the
business trips he had to take. But now, she was waiting to have time to herself,
nights where she could do herself any way she wanted. She wanted to be able to fantasize
freely, without the burden of guilt, but that wasn’t how she was raised. She
had always felt that sex was only right when it was between two people who
loved each other. And she had always felt that the more you let your thoughts
get away from you, the closer you came to doing something stupid.

She didn’t want to cheat on
him. She loved her husband too much. But things had reached the point where she
didn’t really feel like a sexual person anymore. She had always prided herself
in being almost as sexual as any man. When they had just gotten married, she
had tired Ashton out. They had spent the first year of their life together
trying out different positions. She had even called him at the office once, and
whispered dirty things to him as she had done herself.

But, it had now been so long
since they had done anything like that, that any move toward making things
right would also have to acknowledge that things had gone wrong. And neither
Ashton nor Nicole was ready to do that.

They were a couple who were
truly still in love, but neither of them wanted to admit that the spark had
gone out from between them.

She tried to be more
receptive to his moves since the night after the party, but all that did was
force her to have sex when she wasn’t really feeling it. And she knew Ashton
had read that at least once or twice. She had wanted to make a move, but found
herself incapable. It had reached a point that she felt they must talk about it
sooner or later. She was truly dreading that. Sex had always come so naturally
for them, as teenagers in love and as a young married couple, that they had
never really discussed it, or talked about the dynamics of their attraction
toward each other.

She thought time away from
him would give her the freedom to think about these things. She didn’t want to
talk to any of her female friends but maybe she could find an appropriate
online forum.

Anything to get their sex
life going again. She knew Ashton wasn’t as attracted to her as he was when they
were first married, but he was still attracted to her, he still wanted her. She
was the problem, she needed to fix herself.

Ashton came back from work
and found her in the kitchen, cooking up a storm.

“I made all your favorite
things.” she called out as he entered.

“Because I’m leaving
tomorrow?” He hugged her from behind while she stood at the stove.

“No,” she laughed. “Because I
love you.”

They had a nice meal and
talked about the logistics of the trip. Nicole made sure she told him she was
going to miss him, and tried extra hard to seem into it when they had sex later,
but she needed this time to figure out how she really felt.

Once he had left, she went to
her room and took off all her clothes, admiring herself in the mirror. She
wondered if she would be attractive to other men. She was sure the answer would
be yes.

She had never had sex with
anyone but Ashton and she allowed herself to think about that. Think about a
cock other than Ashton’s. Maybe one that’s thinner and longer, or curved like
one she had seen in a porno.

She took a round handled
brush from her table and touched herself down there, thinking how Justin’s cock
must be. She was sure he was big. She had once seen him with a slight hard on
at a beach, and she knew he was well endowed. She was sure Ashton was bigger
than him, but he wasn’t lacking in any way.

She sat on her bed, her legs
parted, looking at her smooth pussy, glistening slightly with her juices. She
slid the handle of her brush up and down her clit, feeling the cool smooth wood
against her most sensitive region.

Once she knew she was wet
enough, she pushed the handle inside herself, watching in the mirror as her
pussy stretched around it. She tried to picture Justin’s cock instead of the
brush, lying back and closing her eyes, feeling nothing but the rhythm with
which she fucked herself.

She started to rub her clit,
picturing Justin kissing her, licking her nipples as he fucked her slowly at
first. As she felt herself get close, she pushed the brush inside her and just
rubbed herself, harder and faster than ever, letting herself picture Justin on
top her, thrusting furiously inside her, needing her, wanting her.

She came in waves of pleasure
that rocked her body. As she lay there recuperating and contemplating going
again, she wondered why she couldn’t feel this way with Ashton.

She was definitely going and
getting some toys though. A vibrator and a dildo seemed ideal for the week she
had planned for herself.

Ashton had just finished his
meeting and the guys had decided to go out. He called Nicole and informed her
of his plans. She was watching a movie on the television and it was a short
conversation in which she asked him to have fun.

His boss was with him on this
trip and he wanted to hit a strip club. Ashton knew that Nicole would have no
problems with him going, but he still didn’t tell her that’s where they were
heading. He would call her tomorrow and tell her that they had gone and she
would laugh and ask if he had used a hand sanitizer or something.

He knew her really well, his
funny, attractive wife. He was sure a lot of his friends were jealous of the
catch he had managed to make in high school. She was intelligent and witty and
sexy, everything a man could want. But somewhere in the six years they had been
married, the attraction between them left the building.

He wondered if there was
something he was doing wrong. He tried everything he could think of, but she
seemed to have lost the need for him physically. He had heard women became more
sexual as they aged, but it didn’t seem true for her. She seemed to entirely
not want him going down on her anymore. It was always something she had
enjoyed, but somewhere in the last two years, she had asked him not to so often,
he stopped trying. That was true for so many things.

The night after the party, he
had felt her respond a little again, but it was such a rare occurrence that it
actually just ended up highlighting what they lacked.

He got dressed and tried to
think about happier things as he got in the car with his boss. Two younger men
from the office here had joined them and the four of them met at a club first.

They got themselves a couple
of drinks and sat at the bar, making conversation and looking at the local
talent there. One of the younger guys was already talking to a woman at the bar
and the three of them gave him room.

Ashton looked around him, at
couples talking and dancing, and wondered where that fun element had gone. It
seemed so silly, sitting at a bar and worrying about their marriage, when
everything was essentially great. They still loved each other; they were the
same couple that had gotten together in high school. He didn’t want to be with
anyone else. Nicole was the love of his life; he was never going to be as
attracted to, or comfortable with, anyone else.

He was lost in these
thoughts, when he found himself face to face with a young blonde girl.

“I was wondering if I could
buy you a drink.”

Ashton almost spluttered out
his whiskey. It wasn’t everyday that you were approached by a girl who looked
like that.

“I’m still on this one.” He raised
his glass and sheepishly added, “Also, I’m married.”

He saw a flicker of
embarrassment pass over her face.

“Well, at least you’re not
the sort of guy who lies about it.”

She leaned across in a way
that said she didn’t care if he was married.

He knew his boss wouldn’t bat
an eyelash if he decided to leave right now with her. He had turned a blind eye
to his boss’ many infidelities, but he had never been tempted himself. So Mr.
Wilson might be surprised, but he wouldn’t tell a soul.

He looked at her, a pretty
young thing in a red dress. He knew he couldn’t. Not that he was scared about
Nicole finding out, he genuinely didn’t want to.

“There should be more guys
like that, I guess.”

The girl left soon after
that. Ashton worried over whether he had been too rude, but his mind was too
occupied with the woman he did want wanting him.

He looked at the girl in the
red dress walk back. She was hot, her ass swaying slightly as she walked. He
saw her walk up to her friends.

He watched her sporadically
through the rest of their time there. She stood with her friends ‘til a guy
asked her to dance and then he saw her on the floor, her ass pressed against a
guy as they swayed. She caught his eye for a moment and her lips parted in a
small smile. No harm in looking, they both seemed to agree. She took the guy’s
hands and pulled him closer on to her, his arms now around her as she moved
against him. He saw the guy’s hands move across her body and move to her
breasts.

He felt his cock stir as he
saw the guy lightly hump her as they danced. He suddenly pictured Nicole in
that red dress and everything changed. He felt himself get hard as he thought about
Nicole there, dancing and swaying with her bubble butt pressed against some guy’s
crotch.

He decided against going to
the strip club and went back to his room instead. He got in bed and finally got
to give his swollen cock the attention it needed.

He started to think about
Nicole, horny like she got in the first year of their marriage, begging him to
fuck her again right after he had just come.  Her hands stroking his cock, her
tongue on his cock as she revived him, ready to go at it again.

He was getting close, his
legs buckling slightly as he thought about going home and fucking her like
that, her legs locked behind his back, her pussy wet and tight. He started to
stroke himself harder as he thought about her on the dance floor, her ass
pressed against a guy as he looked at her.

He came immediately in great
big spurts. He cleaned himself off and looked for his phone. He wondered if
Nicole was up, if he should call and tell her he missed her, but decided
against it. There was stuff he needed to figure out on his own. There was an
insane amount of passion between them and it was just lying dormant for now.

He decided it was time he
figured out what to do with the situation they found themselves in. He knew
they both loved each other and still found each other attractive. So, he wasn’t
giving up. They were together going to work through it and figure out a way to
rejuvenate their sex life.

The End of Book One
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