At night, she saw them when she closed her eyes. When it was quiet, she could her the moans and cries of some woman she didn't know, calling out her husband's name. Try as she might, she just couldn't make the visions, the sounds, stop.
About six months ago, they'd had a huge fight. Jeff demanded to know what it was going to take for her to forgive him. When her tears stopped long enough to sob that she didn't know, Jeff said something that completely broke her brain.
"Do you need to cheat on me, so we can be even?"
At first, he heart stopped, but then she realized, that was it. That was it exactly. She didn't just need to cheat, she needed him to suffer in the way she had. She needed him to see it.
So she told him. Jeff sat quietly for a moment, then left the room. In the following days, he kept bringing it up, and she kept insisting. No, it wasn't enough for her to do it behind his back. She needed him to have the same painful memories she couldn't eliminate. He cried, he pleaded, but she was insistent.
But then they didn't talk about it for the longest time. Maybe the threat was enough, but she didn't think she could actually do it. After all, she'd only ever slept with one other man. She couldn't imagine how the scenario would play out.
Ever since, Jeff had been the model of the doting husband, up to and including talking her parents into watching the kids, and booking this trip to Las Vegas. He'd gone all out; a limo to the hotel, a three room suite, and he'd insisted she buy a new dress for a fancy night out. It was only for the weekend, but it was the first getaway they'd had in years. Maybe that was their problem.
The room was incredible, and the trip being short, they wasted no time getting some drinks and hitting the strip. It was nice to walk with him, hand-in-hand, all alone in a crowd of thousands.
But then, she heard a voice. "Nic?" it called out, uncertain. She couldn't place it at first. A childhood friend? Someone from her past?
Then she turned, and saw him. He wasn't as tall as she remembered, but he was very well-dressed, and that was new. It was Adam, the only other man she'd maybe, kind-of, once-upon-a-time been almost in love with. She hadn't thought about him in years. She knew he owned some string of businesses, and spent his days jet-setting around the world, but that was it.
"Nicole, my god!" he said, happily. His arms wrapped around her and drew her in for a hug, before she even knew what was happening. To her surprise, she squeezed him back. Strange, how a former friend, and virtual stranger, and feel comforting out of nowhere.
Adam pushed her back, keeping a hand on each shoulder, looking her up and down. His hands felt nice, familiar, on her skin, but Nicole felt suddenly self-aware about how she was dressed. She was dressed fine, in a pink tank top and black shorts, but she felt the extra mom pounds the years had acquired.
"Damn. You look incredible. It's so good to see you." Adam said. Then, releasing her shoulders, he reached out and shook Jeff's hand. "You must be the mister. Hi, I'm Adam. Nicole and I are old friends."
Did Jeff know who he was, Nicole wondered. They'd talked about exes, but that was years ago. They'd been together for almost 15 years, and she couldn't imagine Jeff would remember, but he seemed unsure, even a little stand-offish.
"Nice to meet you." Jeff replied, shaking Adam's hand.
"Nic. What are you doing here?" Adam asked, turning back to Nicole.
"Just a little weekend getaway. But what about you. Are you here alone?" Nicole asked, pointing to the small bag dangling from Adam's fingers. It was from a store he couldn't pronounce, and certainly couldn't afford.
Adam glanced at the bag and chuckled. "Yes, I am. This is for my secretary. A little thank you for keeping my life straight. I'm just passing through. New York tomorrow, London all next week, but I had a free night, so I decided to stop here. How long are you here?"
"The weekend," Nicole replied.
"Do you...I have to run, but would you like to join me for dinner? Both of you. I have a reservation at a really nice place, but I'm sure I can make it for three. It'd be so good to catch up."
"Sure!" Nicole replied, immediately realizing she hadn't asked Jeff. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him fuming.
Adam disappeared into the crowd, and they immediately started fighting. Jeff didn't want to waste a night with some stranger, but Nicole said it was a restaurant they could never afford, and it would just be dinner, anyway. As the returned to their room to change, Jeff seemed to calm down.
"Besides," Nicole reassured him, "you can buy some expensive booze on his account. Get the biggest steak on the menu." She gave him a playful shove.
Back in their room, Nicole rifled through the dresses and outfits she'd brought. She had one new, expensive-for-her dress, she'd planned to save for the next night, but they weren't going to anywhere this nice, so she decided now was the time. Disappearing into the bathroom, she took her time doing her makeup just right, curling her long, dark hair, and sliding into the slightly-tight-for-a-mom dress. She was average in almost every way, she thought, with a couple extra pounds, and average height. But the black dress hugged her just right, and she thought she looked amazing.
Opening the door, Jeff was in his best black suit. "Fuck, baby. You look amazing." Nicole smiled and did a little spin, before sitting down to slide into her matching black high heels.
Jeff gave her a kiss - he didn't do that very often these days - and took her hand. They had to make their way to a nicer resort to get to the restaurant, and Nicole was sure the place intimidated her small-town husband. It was dark and atmospheric, and obviously very expensive. They gave Adam's name to the hostess, and were whisked past a small waiting crowd and to a secluded table. A bottle of wine was already there, chilled, with three place settings. The hostess informed them that Adam had pre-ordered their most expensive bottle, and would be running a moment late, so they should make themselves comfortable.
Jeff sat down, and looked like a fish out of water. Nicole liked to pretend she blended in, and she'd at least pretend for the night. She poured them both a glass, and the clinked a toast to one another.
Soon, Adam arrived. He was in a suit that looked like it cost more than their mortgage, Nicole thought, and he greeted them both warmly.
The menu had no prices, which told Nicole they definitely couldn't afford this, but the wine made for easy conversation, and they spent most of the dinner catching up. She'd forgotten how warm and charming Adam was, and he was much more comfortable in his own skin than he'd been when they dated. Nicole remembered their time together warmly, and she found herself really glad to have run into them.
And that's when it occurred to her. She sat quietly at first, processing her own thoughts. Then, when Adam briefly excused himself from the table, she placed her hand on her husband's knee.
"Him" she mumbled.
"What?" Adam asked, his words a little slurred. He wasn't much of a drinker, but he'd take full advantage of someone else picking up the tab.
"Him" she said, a little more forcefully.
"Him what?" Jeff replied, clueless.
"I told you what I needed. To put it all behind us. He's the one. It's him."
"Nic, really?" Jeff asked, the color draining from his face.
"Don't argue with me." Nicole snapped back. "I told you what it would take, and I want us to have a chance. This isn't going to work, without. You have to let me have this."
Jeff stared at the table cloth, obviously trying to formulate a rebuttal of some kind. Then his wife jabbed him in the leg. "He's coming. Go to the bathroom or something. Give me a minute."
Nicole could see the pain on her husband's face, but this was the only way. It was someone she knew, someone she was comfortable with, and someone she knew would quickly disappear after. It was perfect in every way.
Jeff dutifully excused himself, just as Adam returned. Nicole looked at Adam, who was smiling at her from across the table, and ran her finger around the ring of her wine glass.
"You guys seem great. Really great. I'm so happy for you, Nic." Adam said.
"Yeah, it's. Jeff is great, but marriage can be hard, you know?" Nicole responded, not looking up.
"Oh yeah? Are you guys okay?" Adam was clearly actually concerned.
"Yes. No. Maybe. We've had some troubles. He....I...I don't know how to say this. I caught him, a while back."
"Oh shit, Nic, I'm so sorry." Adam replied.
"It's ok. We've mostly been fine, and I'm trying to get beyond it. That's part of the reason for this trip. But, I'm having trouble, and I kind of gave him an ultimatum a while back." Nicole said. Adam sat quietly, and she could feel his eyes boring into her. "I told him...I haven't told anyone this, but I told him I needed him to see me, you know, the way I saw him."
"Wow." Adam whispered. "I mean, I get it, I guess. Make things even, and all that."
"Right." Nicole responded. "But I haven't done it yet. It turns out it isn't the easiest thing to do, and, I can't believe I'm about to say this, but Adam, I think it has to be you."
Adam's jaw dropped. "Me?"
"Yes. Listen, it just occurred to me, and of course you can say no, but, I already know you, and we already didn't work, so I know I won't be tempted for anything more, and you have your whole life, but I know you'll make me feel comfortable and safe, so..." she trailed off.
Adam sat quietly for a long time. "Is Jeff ok with this, does he know...about us?"
"I think so, I don't know. It doesn't matter. He has to be. I don't think I can keep this up much longer without." Nicole finally looked up, and took Adam's hand. "Please."
Jeff returned to the table, and Nicole quickly pulled her hand away. Adam didn't answer, but ordered another bottle of wine. The conversation was a little more awkward after that, and Nicole wasn't sure if he was going to answer. Until he did.
"So, I think they need this table, but I have a penthouse suite at this resort. Would you two like to come up, for a nightcap?" Adam asked.
Nicole felt a shock run through her body. He wouldn't be inviting them up unless, right? "We'd love to" she responded, putting her hand on Jeff's knee and giving it a squeeze.
"Yes." Jeff said, flatly. "That would be nice."
A few moments later, they were in a private elevator, just the three of them. Jeff held her hand like it was tethering him to the earth itself. Nicole could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Could she really go through with this? Was she so cruel?
The elevator door slid open the most opulent room she'd ever seen. Adam's room was three times the size of their house. He breezed into it like he belonged, as Nicole and Jeff slowly followed behind. Adam walked to the bar, and poured them each a stiff whiskey. Jeff took his and found a chair to sit. Nicole stood there, awkwardly. Adam broke the silence.
"Listen, I don't know what I'm supposed to say. Jeff, Nicole told me about your little problem, and I can't imagine what this must be like for you. Are you sure this is ok?"
They all turned to Jeff. He was slumped into a chair, sipping his whiskey. For the longest time, he said nothing. "I..." he started, his voice cracking. "I love her, and I fucked up, and I will do whatever it takes to make this right. If this is what she needs, then it's what she needs."
Nicole walked over to him, her heels click-clacking on the expensive marble floor. She leaned down, and gave him a kiss. "Thank you, baby. This is for us, I promise."
Adam took of his coat, and tossed it over a chair. "Jeff, I mean it. At any point, you're in charge here, do you understand? You say stop, and it's over."
Jeff took another sip of his drink, and then stared into the bottom of the glass. Nicole stood still, and slugged back the entirety of her glass. It burned down her throat, into her stomach, filling her with confidence. This was it. The moment to set them right.
She turned, and tried to walk with confidence, but she was sure she looked like she was about to topple over. She lowered herself slowly to the couch, and looking at Adam, patted the seat next to her. Adam walked over and sat down beside her, giving one last glance at Jeff. He was still staring into his glass.
"Nic, really. Are you sure about this?" Adam asked, sitting beside her. Nicole placed her hand on the side of Adam's head, and began to kiss him. A little peck, at first, but then her tongue eased his lips apart, and the mouths intertwined.
Nicole hadn't kissed anyone but Jeff in fifteen years, but she immediately remembered that Adam was a very good kisser, and it felt comfortable and familiar all at once. She felt his left hand gently come to rest on her right hip. She stiffened a bit, and Adam stopped kissing her and leaned back, looking directly into her eyes. "Nic, we stop when you say stop, ok?"
Nicole smiled, leaned forward, and kissed him on the cheek. Whispering in his ear, she said, "Thank you. I know. I have to do this, and I hope you remember what I like."
As she leaned back, Adam placed his hands on either side of her face, and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. Just like that, Nicole felt all alone with him, just like they'd been so many times, so many years ago. His right hand slid down onto her bare arm, rubbing her tanned skin gently. His tongue felt so good, intertwined with hers, and she found herself getting a little turned on. She hadn't actually intended to enjoy this, and really meant for it to be all performance, but she figured that now that they'd started, there was no reason not to enjoy it.
Adam stopped kissing her mouth, and started to kiss her neck. She leaned her head back, elongating her neck, and knew right then that she was right; he did remember what she liked. Adam kissed along the left side of her neck, and then up and nibbled on her earlobe. Nicole moaned very softly, as Adam whispered in her ear. "I do remember what you like. Do you want it all?"
"MMM," she moaned softly in reply. "I do." Nicole felt her heart start to slow, as she grew even more comfortable.
"Ok. Stand up." Adam whispered, giving her earlobe a last bite.
Nicole pushed her self up off the couch, as Adam turned to sit straight ahead. She stepped between his legs, and then took a half step back. Adam rose before her, running his hands up her bare arms. Kissing her on the neck again, she felt a hand start to unzip the back of her dress. Then Adam sat back down, and watched as the dress slowly cascaded to the floor. She was wearing a lacy strapless bra, and a matching pair of panties with a garter belt, which held up her black stockings. For the first time, she felt slightly self-aware. She'd bought all this as a surprise for Jeff, as it was his favorite kind of lingerie, but here she was, showing it to another man.
Adam bit his lip, reaching out to take her hand as she stepped out of her dress. Nicole leaned forward, and started kissing Adam again. She knew her backside was pointed almost directly at her husband, and she wondered if he was watching or not. Adam had a hand on the side of her face, then down to her arm, then inside her harm to her side. Slowly, he ran his fingers over the outside of her bra, and Nicole realized her nipples were already rock hard.
Then Adam stopped kissing her, his face inches from hers, and looking straight into her eyes, he whispered, "I want you to suck my dick." Nicole could actually feel herself get suddenly, instantly wet. He really DID remember. Back in college, she really loved to be ordered around. When she met Jeff, she knew he was marriage material right away, and she'd packed that part of her sex life in a box way in the back of her mind. She didn't think it was a think a wife was supposed to want. She'd tried to get Jeff, after they were married, to be a little rough with her, but he didn't seem comfortable, so she hadn't pushed him.
Adam started to unfasten his belt, and Nicole slowly slid to her knees between his. She placed her hands on his, and pushed them aside. Then, she undid the button, pulled the zipper down, and reached inside. Adam was already rock hard for her, and she pulled him out into view. It had been almost twenty years, but he was exactly like she remembered. He about the same length as Jeff, but much, much thicker. Licking her lips, she gave the tip of his penis a kiss, and then slowly pulled him into her mouth.
Adam moaned as she started, and she wondered again what Jeff was doing and seeing. Wrapping her slender fingers around Adam's shaft, she started to bob her head up and down, slowly at first. Adam's fingers wrapped through her hair, guiding her as she sucked him just right.
"Fuck," Adam moaned. "You're exactly as good at that as I remembered." He looked up and caught Jeff's eyes, which had widened in shock. He was finally piecing together who this was, but he said nothing to stop it.
Nicole sucked her old friend as best she could, deep throating him now and then, and being rewarded with a soft moan each time. He was so thick, he filled her mouth, and she wondered how she'd managed to swallow his cum so many times, with her mouth so full. Then, Adam pushed her back, rising to his feet. Kneeling between his legs, Nicole sat up and guided him to turn sideways, so Jeff could see. She didn't open her eyes, except to look up at Adam, has her hand and mouth did the best they could. Adam grabbed her by the side of the head again, and started fucking her face, just like she remembered he liked. She felt herself tingling, and she knew she needed him, and now.
Adam grunted loud, and then pulled himself from her mouth. A thick, wet, line ran from the tip of his penis to her mouth, and she was panting already with desire. Adam looked right into her eyes, and ordered her to her feet. She rose, dutifully, and he started to kiss her again. Nicole wrapped her fingers back around his cock, stroking him as the poked into her stomach. His kisses were hungry, animalistic.
"Lay down," Adam demanded, and Nicole stepped back, lowering herself onto the couch. Adam undressed himself as she lay there, her legs apart, her body just waiting for him. Once he was finally naked, Adam kneeled between her legs, and pushed them aside. She felt one finger run up the side of her panties, and then pull them aside. She closed her eyes and thought about how no man had seen her like this in so long, and how great it felt, pushing 40, to have someone still want her just like they did when she was 20. Adam's thick finger ran up and down her pussy, which was dripping wet already. Then she felt his tongue, so gently at first, touch her clit.
Nicole moaned loudly, her desire rattling off the walls. Looking over, she glanced at her husband, still slumped in the chair, but staring at them with a look on his face she'd never seen before. Was it horror, or some kind of enjoyment? Before she could decide, she felt one of Adam's fingers enter her, and she cried out as her body shook with pleasure.
Adam sucked on her clit, flicking it with the tip of her tongue, He had one finger in her, slowly going in and out, and then he added a second. She coated his hand, her body ready. Then, he pulled his fingers out, and ran one up and down her. She moaned again in reply, as he moved his finger down and gently rubbed the outside of her ass.
"Ohhh fuck" she moaned, "you do remember." Adam pushed his wet finger into her ass, just like he'd done a hundred times before. She used to love to her have ass played with, but Jeff had always thought it was dirty." The feeling of something in her ass, for the first time in decades, with a tongue eagerly licking her clit, sent her into a body-shacking orgasm. Nicole grabbed Adam by the head, pulling his face into her, as he continued to finger her ass. He groaned along with her, clearly enjoying her orgasm himself.
She pushed him back, away from her. "I need your cock," she moaned. Adam slowly crawled up her body, until he was directly above her face.
"You want my cock?" He asked, teasingly.
"I do" she mumbled.
"Tell me," he demanded.
"I want your cock." She cried, desperately.
"Louder."
"I need your cock" she said, loud enough she knew Jeff could hear.
"What do you need me to do with it?" Adam asked, staring into her eyes.
"I need you to fuck me with that fat cock" Nicole panted in reply.
Adam didn't move, continuing to lock eyes with her, as she felt him start to rub the tip of himself across her. She shook with pleasure, every fiber of her being screaming out for him. When he placed the tip right on her wide open hole, Nicole cried out with desire.
"Oh pleeeease," she moaned, "please give it to me."
Adam pushed into her, just the tip at first, and Nicole screamed out with a second orgasm. He pulled out, and then pushed the rest of the way in. She hadn't felt anything this thick in so long, it felt like she was going to split apart as he started to fuck her.
"Oh godddd" she moaned.
"Fuck, you're still so tight," Adam whispered, as he pumped his hips into hers.
Nicole couldn't believe how good it felt. "Oh fuck, you're filling me up just right" she moaned, encouraging him. Adam grunted in reply, and then pulled himself from her. Grabbing her by the hips, he effortlessly flipped her over the edge of the couch, pulling her panties down so her ass was pointing right at him. He put himself back in her pussy again, and from behind, she felt even fuller still.
"FUCK!" she screamed, as he unfastened her bra and let her tits fall forward. The shook as he slowly fucked her from behind. "You're so fucking BIG!" she moaned.
"You like that big cock?" he asked, holding her tight by the hips.
"Oh you know I do...I love who you're stretching me out!"
"Did you miss this cock?" he moaned back.
"I did...I missed this fat cock fucking me so good."
Adam slapped her on the ass, just the way she liked, and Nicole thought she was going to cum again. Spanking her again, he said,"That's right. Tell me whose pussy this is."
"Ohhhh fuck baby, it's all yours. Fuck your little pussy. Make it yours!!!" Nicole screamed, overcome with pleasure. She wasn't thinking about Jeff at all anymore, and was totally alone with an old lover and new pleasure.
Adam was pounding her from behind, the sound of their slapping skin filling the suite. "Thats right," he growled. "I remember how you like it. Such a dirty little girl."
"I am!" she cried out in response, each thrust sending a wave through her. "I'm such a dirty girl. Punish that little pussy. Punish that slutty little pussy just like you used to." She felt Adam's fingers back in her hair, pulling her up and using it to pump himself into her. Then she felt a thumb on the edge of her ass. Even back then, she'd never let him finger her ass while they fucked, but before she could say anything, she felt his thumb push past her opening, and her body shook with a pleasure she'd never felt before.
"That used little pussy is so good" he moaned, "I think I'm going to cum."
Nicole hadn't felt this good in so long, her body covered in sweat and lust. She didn't even think when she answered him. "I want that cum. I want it so bad."
"Where?" Adam grunted, and Nicole could tell he was close. "Anywhere you want, baby. Use me. Make me your little cum whore, just like before."
Adam had never found another girl who would talk to him like this, and the sound of this otherwise sweet woman acting so naughty, he couldn't hold back anymore. Letting go of her hair, he grabbed her by the hips, kept the thumb in her ass, and shoved himself as deep into her as he could.
The sensation of this fat cock, pulsing into her as someone other than her husband filled her with his seed, caused an orgasm unlike anything she'd felt in her entire life. The room went totally blank as every cell in her body orgasmed at once.
She laid there panting for the longest time, Adam having fallen on top of her back. Eventually, he pulled himself from her, and she could feel his seed running down the inside of her leg. Then she heard a small commotion behind her, and turning, saw Jeff getting up from his chair. His pants were down, and his shirt was covered in what had to be his own cum. Pulling his pants up, he silently shuffled across the room, and into a side bedroom, the door closing behind him. Wiping the sweat from her brow, Nicole thought about how now he knew how she felt, and how now there were even.
Well, almost even. She knew he'd been fucking that woman for a while, so rising to her feet, she reached out and took Adam by the hand. He gave her a quizzical look. "Do you think he's ok?" he asked, with genuine concern.
"He will be," she assured him, "but I'm not done yet." Pulling Adam up, she led him to the other bedroom. As the night went on, she knew they were so loud that Jeff could almost certainly hear them, and she wanted him to. She wanted him to know an old lover was using her as his sex toy, fucking her like he owned her, and filling every one of her holes. She yelled even louder when, for the first time in her life, she let a man fuck her in the ass. For hours, she got even, knowing that in the morning, they'd finally be even.
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