LIVING LIFE TO THE FULLEST: CHAPTER 1

LIVING LIFE TO THE FULLEST: CHAPTER 1

Brent Curtis sat at his desk and looked out across the parking lot. He had a life many people would envy, but he still knew something was missing. He had met his wife Alyssa when they were in high school. She was a high school cheerleader and he was the local football hero. They had dated junior and senior years and went off to college together. In junior high school, he developed the habit of working out regularly and had never stopped. At 35, he was still in good shape. Standing 6'3" and weighing 230 pounds, he was solid muscle and the same size he was when he played football in college. He had been an all-state running back in high school and did really well in college. He set a couple of state rushing records and would have gotten offers from pro teams but he blew out his knee doing something dumb his senior year of college.

He was smart enough to pay attention in class and had earned a degree in business. Thanks to his football scholarship, he graduated without the crippling student loan debt that so many of his friends had. He had worked in his grandfather's fast food business since he was a kid and knew it well. His grandfather was best man when Brent and Alyssa got married right after college graduation. She got a job doing market research for a local company and Brent returned to the family business. His grandfather retired when Brent graduated from college and he took over the family business. Brent and Alyssa bought a home and settled in to live the American Dream. Tragically, his grandparents were killed in an accident a year later. He was surprised to find out that they had left the entire business to him while leaving his parents and siblings' real estate and other investments. Over the past eleven years he had built the business up from one restaurant to a small string of six. He had always treated his employees' right and made sure he had good people working for him. As a result, he was able to delegate authority and didn't manage an individual store anymore. Instead he worked out of his own small office building and controlled the business from there. They tried to start a family but were devastated when they were told that Alyssa would never be able to have children. They loved each other deeply and supported one another through the tragic news and continued on with their lives.

Now, over a decade later, their life almost seemed as if it was on cruise control. Life just didn't seem to have the spark it once had. To Brent everything was just too regular and routine. They went to work every day, usually ate dinner at home, watched some TV, went to church on Sunday and made love a couple of times a week. They were both virgins when they started dating and neither of them had ever had sex with anyone else. In high school their sex life usually consisted of the back seat of his car or a blanket out next to the lake on summer evenings. In college, they had explored a little more, making love a dozen times or more a week and frequently spending the night or even whole weekends together. The sex was hot and exciting. They had tried every position in which they could get their bodies to mesh and had both become good at performing oral sex. But over the years, their sex life had gotten into a rut. Now they only made love a couple of times a week and it almost always consisted of one or the other of them performing oral sex and then finishing in the missionary position or sometimes doggy. Brent always had an orgasm and Alyssa said she did but she never had the screaming, writhing, convulsive climaxes that were a regular part of their sex life in college.

A cold, winter rain was falling when Brent came outside to head home. Alyssa would be a couple of hours late because she was chairing a fund drive for the church and had to attend a committee meeting. When Brent walked out the door headed to his truck, he saw a small blonde getting into her car a few spaces from his. He had met Vicki a couple of times. She was a real estate agent and worked for the small company that rented part of Brent's office building. As he unlocked his truck, he heard her trying to start her car. As he waited for his truck to warm up, she was still unsuccessfully trying to crank her car.

Brent left the warm comfort of his truck and went over to offer his assistance. As he approached her car he could hear it spinning over but it refused to start. She rolled down her window when she saw him walk up. Like most women who had met Brent, she had her share of fantasies about him. He was a very sexy and attractive man. His calm self-assurance coupled with his dark, wavy hair and bright blue eyes produced a strong visceral response in many women he met. His broad shoulders tapered down to a flat belly and trim waist and he moved with a feline grace that was unusual for a man of his size. Brent's tight, muscular ass had caught the eye of a lot of women and many of them couldn't help but think about how hard it could drive his cock into any woman lucky enough to be the object of his passion. Coupled with his cheerful, disarming personality, his looks made women catch their breath and sent their blood racing hotly to the more exotic areas of their bodies producing a wet, swelling that they couldn't deny.

Vicki flashed him her thousand kilowatt smile. "Hi Brent."

"Hi Vicki, do you need some help?"

"Oh, my car won't crank again. My mechanic told me it needed some work but I had to wait for my next commission before I could get it fixed."

"Do you want me to stay here with you while you call someone to come try to start it?"

"I don't want to make you late getting home."

"That's not a problem. Alyssa won't be home for a couple of hours yet."

"My mechanic said if it happened again I would need to get it towed to his garage. I will call someone to come get it in the morning. I could use a ride home though."

"Sure, come on. I'll give you a ride." He helped her get some bags of groceries out of the backseat of her car and took them to his truck.

They made small talk as Brent drove to her to the small, secluded house she was renting a couple of miles outside of town. After driving up the long driveway, he parked near her front door.

"Here we are. Let me help you with your groceries."

It had started raining again and blasts of wet, bone chilling air swirled around them as they hurried into the house. They were both soaked by the time they got inside. Vicki came up behind Brent and reached up, "Let me help you off with that jacket. You're going to freeze in those wet clothes." She pulled gently and slipped his coat off his shoulders and down his arms.

Brent started to thank her but his words caught in his throat as she walked around in front of him. She had forgotten her coat in her car and she was only wearing a tan skirt and a white camisole top. Her clothes were soaked and the thin cloth of the camisole clung to her skin like she was in a wet t-short contest. Using the first commission she made from selling a home, Vicki had bought breast implants. She had always been petite at only 5'1" and 90 pounds. Before the surgery her breasts had barely been a-cups. Now with the implants they were full, round c-cups that looked huge on her small frame. She was proud of them and rarely wore a bra. Her large brown nipples were easily visible, puckered as hard as stone as they poked out the clinging fabric in rigid points.

Vicki saw Brent's reaction and paused in front of him for a moment to make sure he got a good look. She felt her heart begin to beat faster in a woman's automatic primal response to a man's recognition of her sexual charms. Brent's nostrils were flaring and he was breathing hard. His eyes were dilated and glowing with a decadent heat that Vicki easily recognized. She stepped past him, smiling to herself, taking his coat with her as she crossed the room. He stared at the wet skirt clinging to her hard, round butt as she called back over her shoulder to him, "Make yourself at home. I'll get you a towel." just before she disappeared down a hallway.

Brent swallowed hard. When he saw her practically naked breasts, his cock had come suddenly awake with a vengeance as it strained against his pants, practically snarling in its eagerness to be set free. He knew he needed to leave, but rationalized that he couldn't go outside without his coat.

Before he could make up his mind to leave, Vicki was back with the towel. She had taken off her wet clothes and was wearing a red silk robe that only came halfway to her knees. She gave him the towel and then crossed the room and switched on a lamp. He was rubbing his hair with the towel when she came back and took his hand. She led him to a chair. "Sit down and let me get these wet boots off." Quickly she knelt in front of him and pulled off one boot.

Brent started to protest, "Thanks Vicki, but I really need..." His words caught in his throat as he looked down at her kneeling before him. Her robe had opened and he had a clear view of her big breasts as they hung down before him, swaying slightly as she took off his other boot.

Vicki looked up at him and saw the lust burning in his eyes. She slowly opened the belt of her robe and let it fall open. The red silk hung straight down from her shoulders to form a small pool around her hips. Her breasts were completely exposed and, looking down her flat belly, he could see that her mound was completely shaved.

Her voice was soft and sensual, flowing into his ears like a gentle caress. "I've wanted you since the first time I met you six months ago."

Brent's willpower was failing him and his body had taken over. His eyes met hers and he saw the raw, blatant desire burning in them. He sat frozen as she opened his belt and lowered his zipper. Brent closed his eyes and gasped when he felt her warm hand wrap around his cock and she slowly began to stroke it. Pulling his rigid manhood out into the open, Vicki lowered her head and he moaned when he felt her tongue swirl around the head. His body shook when she took the head between her lips and suckled on it.

Brent's phone suddenly announced that he had a call from Alyssa. He trembled as another woman sucked his cock while he listened to his wife tell him she would pick up some chicken on her way home.

The spell was broken. Taking a deep breath, Brent gently pushed Vicki away from him. Her mouth made a soft, sucking pop as his cock was pulled from her lips. She looked up at him with surprise.

He was standing up and trying to tuck his raging hard-on back in his pants. "I'm sorry, I can't do this." He grabbed his boots and coat and while she knelt in surprised silence, he turned and was out the door. She was still on the floor staring at the door when she heard him drive away like he was being chased. Vicki was shocked. She had never been turned down by a man especially when she had his cock in her mouth!

When Brent got home, he was glad he had some time to himself before Alyssa came in from her meeting. He was shaken by the fact that he had almost succumbed to Vicki's beauty and her obvious willingness to begin an affair. He made himself a drink and sank into his favorite chair to decide what he would do. There was never any doubt that he would tell Alyssa. From the very beginning of their relationship, they had agreed that total honesty was an essential factor in the success of any marriage.

Two hours later, Alyssa came bustling into their home. She greeted Brent with a quick kiss and proceeded to tell him about the meeting. Her verbal flood paused when Brent took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

When his hug eased, she leaned back and looked at him. Her eyes searched his. "Honey, are you okay? What's wrong?"

"We need to talk." Taking her hand, he led her to the couch.

She knew something had happened. Her heart was in her throat as she sat down next to him. Holding her hand, he looked into her eyes.

"First I want you to remember, no matter what, I love you more than anything on Earth." Her hand tightened on his as she waited for him to continue. "It didn't happen, but I was almost unfaithful to you tonight."

Alyssa's stomach dropped to her feet like a runaway elevator. Her mouth felt like cotton and she couldn't breathe. Her hand reflexively tightened until Brent was sure he heard his knuckles pop. Then, as what he said sank in, she jumped to her feet and whirled to face him. He saw the fury blazing in her eyes as her body tensed and she stood in front of him stiff and trembling with anger. "Why would you do that to us?"

He reached out for her hand, but she jerked it away. "Honey, it didn't happen. I love you and would never cheat on you! Please let me tell you what happened!"

Alyssa's body was trembling with hurt and anger as she began to pace in front of him. "Okay, tell me!"

Brent told her everything, from when he left the office until he ran from Vicki's house and drove away. By the time he was finished he could almost see Alyssa's fury as it filled the room. Her eyes were blazing green fire and he could hear the venom in her voice. "That bitch! The first time we met her I saw how she looked at you! Do you want her?"

"No! No I don't want her! Honey, think about it! If I wanted her I could have had her tonight! I turned her down because I love you!" Standing up he took her in his arms. Alyssa had her arms crossed and pulled back slightly but she didn't push him away. He held her and looked into her eyes. He could still see the anger there but he also saw fear, fear of losing him. He cupped her face in his hand, his thumb brushing lightly back and forth over her cheek in a loving caress. Her eyes drifted half shut and she trembled as she languidly pressed her cheek against his hand.

Her eyes opened and met his. She could see the love in his eyes and knew he would never cheat on her. Her eyes widened and he felt her suck in a deep breath. She had never felt such love and raw desire as she felt for her husband at that moment. Her love for him was so strong it felt almost as if it grabbed hold of her and squeezed until she could hardly breathe.

Brent was hungry for her. He craved every taste, smell and morsel of her being. In his eyes Alyssa could see the love, desire and passion he was feeling as they dilated and drank her in. He pulled her face to his and held her there as he kissed her hard, then even harder. His pent up want and need for her came out through the passion of that searing kiss. He was holding nothing back. His tongue pushed through her lips and demanded her response as it explored the deep recesses of her mouth.

Alyssa moaned and her body ignited with the heat of her passion. Her fingers tangled in his hair and she kissed him back with every particle of her being. She pulled him tightly against her, her tongue meeting his and pushing back with burning passion. Her tongue surged between his lips and swirled around his as they intertwined in the beginning of their dance of passion. Sucking on his tongue, she pressed the full length of her body to his. She moaned into his kiss when she felt his cock growing until the hard length of his arousal pressed against her belly with an urgency that made her pussy ache. Her body throbbed against his as she felt the tangible heat flowing between them with volcanic need. She pressed her mound against him eagerly while her blood pulsed through her veins like a primal drumbeat.

Alyssa tilted her head, giving him easy access to her throat and ear as Brent's lips drifted slowly across her jaw line, planting light kisses. She shivered when she felt the warm caress of his breath as it flowed across her ear, moaning as his tongue laved her earlobe. Each stroke of his tongue sent molten flashes surging down her body to create an agonizing throb of need in her turgid nipples before continuing on down to produce an answering pulse in the rapidly swelling folds between her legs.

His lips found hers again and their tongues danced in a swirling duet of lust as an almost dormant hunger burst into flame and swelled within them. Flashes of light exploded within Alyssa when Brent swept her up into his arms and kissed her with a hunger that matched her own as he carried her to their bedroom.

She pressed her body tightly against him as he set her on her feet. Alyssa's arms dropped to the back of his waist and she started pulling his shirt out of his pants. He moved back slightly and yanked his shirt off over his head. Her eyes burned as she ran her hands over the flat plains of muscle that sculpted his body. While she urgently unbuckled his belt and opened his pants, Brent's hands tore at the buttons on her dress, ripping it open and pushing it down to the floor to be quickly followed by her bra and panties. Her nipples stood out from the firm globes of her breasts in trembling peaks, ripe with arousal and hunger.

Alyssa threw her head back and pressed her breasts forward into his hands when he cupped them and kneaded her firm mounds. His cock throbbed as he watched her hard, aching tips lengthen until they projected well out in front of her pink areola. Each time his thumbs rubbed back and forth over her throbbing spikes, Alyssa felt an answering throb between her legs and the molten heat within her intensified.

Her hands explored his chest, reveling in the hard masculinity as her desire for him grew. Her hand drifted lower and her fingers encircled the thick girth of his manhood as at the same moment his hand cupped her mound. Her pussy clenched and she moaned as her mouth found his neck, nibbling and sucking while her hips began to flex as she pushed her swollen cleft against his hand.

As their tongues danced passionately Alyssa gasped and opened her legs wider when his finger found her wet slit and slid effortlessly between her folds. Her hips were moving in time to the probing thrusts of his finger running up and down the length of her slit as she welcomed his touch. She moaned into his kiss as his finger spread her juices over the surface of her quivering cleft. Pleasure surged though her as her folds swelled and hot juices poured from her fountain of desire. She needed more.

Her voice was trembling with need as she begged, "I need you! I need you inside me!"

Brent picked her up and her legs wrapped around his waist. It was his turn to moan when she rubbed her flowing well of carnal need against his throbbing tower of passion while he carried her to their bed. He put her down on the soft sheets and his cock throbbed when she opened her legs and held up her arms to him. When he looked down and saw the petals of her hot, wet, pink flower of lust opening before him, his heart began to pound like a runaway locomotive. Alyssa's eyes burned with lust as she looked up at her husband and offered herself to him. He lay down between her welcoming thighs and nestled his body into her carnal embrace. They were both too aroused to spend any more time in foreplay. Her hand slid down to his steely spear and placed the head of his hungry cock against her dripping entrance.

Brent's mouth covered hers, his tongue plunging between her lips as the head of his cock parted her lips and slowly, inch by agonizing inch, he penetrated her quivering folds. Overcome by her pulsing need, she lifted her hips as she strained to be filled by his thickness. When his sword was fully sheathed within her, tears pricked her eyelids as she felt herself stretched by his familiar thickness. Making love to him was more than just sex, this was carnal heaven.

Bolts of pleasure shot through her as he began to stroke her pulsating well. His tongue swirled around hers and his fingers pinched her throbbing left nipple while his cock drove her insane with pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his hips and she pulled him deeper and deeper, his carnal tower touching her womb and her heart as their bodies moved together in the ancient dance of love.

His tempo increased until he was pounding her almost violently. Her body undulated beneath his as she met him thrust for thrust. The molten coil within her pulled tighter and tighter, her body shuddering as her passion burned as hot as the sun.

He took a quick gasping breath, his voice hoarse with passion, "Come for me Alyssa! Come for me!"

His words and the sound of him calling her name triggered her release. She screamed as her body exploded into a thousand points of light! He called out her name again and again as her pussy clenched him tight as it spasmed around his cock. The power of her release forced his cum to surge up from the depths. Their bodies hung together, merged as one, while their orgasms flowed over them in hot waves of ecstasy. For Alyssa it was as if heaven had come to Earth and taken up residence in her heart.

As the pulsing convulsions of their orgasms began to ebb, he rolled onto the bed beside her and took her into his arms, holding her close as they basked in the golden glow of their shared ecstasy. Alyssa snuggled contentedly into his arms, her hand gently caressing his chest as she thought about how lucky she was to have a husband who loved her so much.

After a few minutes of sharing their mutual joy he kissed the top of her head. "That was amazing."

She smiled into his chest. "Ummhmm." She giggled. "We haven't made love with that much passion since we were first married."

His hand glided softly up and down her back. He smiled. "Remember how much fun we had in bed when we were in college? All those nights when we got barely any sleep because we made love all night?"

Her breath flowed over his skin like warm silk. "Yes, I remember." She giggled. "It wasn't always in the bed either!"

He laughed. "We were so hot for each other it didn't matter where we were, we had to make love!"

They laughed and talked as they shared memories of some of the carnal experiences they had enjoyed. After a few minutes, they lay together contentedly, enjoying the love they shared. Finally, Brent voiced what was on both their minds. "What happened to us? What happened to our passion?"

She didn't have an answer. She lay against him thinking, remembering how wild and erotic their love life had been.

His hand slipped down to the tight curve of her ass, caressing it. "Remember our wild side? Remember how much fun we had? Do you want to find our wild side again?"

Her voice was a soft whisper, "Yes, I want it back."

Brent rolled her onto her back and looked down into her eyes. "We can have that back! We just need to get out of our routines and live life to the fullest!"

Alyssa's eyes were sparkling as she looked up into his eyes. "I would love to ‘live life to the fullest' as you put it! How do we do that?"

His enthusiasm was contagious. "Why don't we set aside one night a week for a date night? We won't allow anything to interfere. Once a week we will go out just like we weren't married." He grinned. "I could seduce you all over again every week!"

Alyssa's laughter was like the tinkling of crystal bells. "Uumm, I like that!"

"Tonight wasn't a date night, but you're so beautiful I want to seduce you all over again!" She gasped when his hand slid down her flat belly and one finger slid between her swollen folds. She looked into his eyes and saw them dilate as his desire for her started to glow again. His finger stirred the cum that was still flowing out of her well fucked pussy. She smiled and opened her legs to him as he spread his cream over her folds.

He smiled as she played along with him. "We shouldn't be doing this. After all, this is our first date!"

His lips found hers and she quickly opened them to accept the probing touch of his tongue. Her stomach clenched as she felt his finger slide inside her opening and he began to slowly stroke it in and out of her pulsing, pink tunnel of lust. Her body began to burn with a renewed desire that, until tonight, she hadn't felt in a long time. She was trembling as the old lustful cravings returned, her need for him building within her like a bonfire. A pulse drummed through her body singing an age-old melody that focused into an aching throb in her flowing well of passion.

They made love again with a passion that consumed them just as it had in college. If this was living life to the fullest, she was ready to take all of it she could get!