“I have a surprise for you,” he said, pulling himself away from me. I felt lost and vulnerable when he rolled off the bed. I wanted to beg him not to stop, but he picked me up and led me to the dresser. Moving some items from the top, he turned me around facing the front. It reached as high as my stomach just past my belly button, so when he picked me up and put me on the top on my stomach, my feet didn’t touch the floor. The edge of the dresser supported my upper body to my pubic bone. The rest of me just hung off the front with my ass toward him. It was extremely awkward until his hands caressed my ass and his fingers slid in and out of me, my arousal flying at full mass again. He pushed my legs open and penetrated me again, his cock pushing inside until he had filled me. He moved back and forth, his hands gripping my hips. He slammed his body into me repeatedly, my body jarring back and forth on the top of the dresser. I reached my arms out and gripped the other side as it slid back and forth. He slowed his pace, his fingers finding my clit and moving in small circles around clit. An inferno flew through me instantly, seizing my body and stiffening my muscles. This wave of ecstasy surrounded me and consumed my senses,and I heard myself moaning through it until he pulled out and let out a deep moan. I felt a warm substance cover my ass and lower back as he came on me.
He helped me down off the dresser, pulling my towel off the bed and wrapping it around my body. He pulled me into him with it and kissed me with this deep primal kiss that a woman craves to feel when she’s with her lover. He moaned into the kiss, causing vibrations to penetrate me. He let go of my towel and it dropped to the floor, stepping back and watching me. His tongue darted out of his mouth and licked his lips repeatedly as I bent down and picked it up, wrapping myself back up with it.
“I don’t think that is going to be the last time I visit you,” he said.
He walked by me and slapped my ass before scooping his clothes up off the floor and disappearing into the bathroom.
I collapsed on to the side of the bed and glanced at my dress. My hand caressed my nipple through the towel,and I smiled, feeling that reckless and wild feeling he described.
Chapter 7
I still walked down the aisle in the backyard of Josh’s parent’s beautiful home with family and friends surrounding us, and I still married Josh with a smile on my face. Luckily, Daemon stood off to the side out of my sight, so I could concentrate on being the good little virgin Josh thought I still was.
Daemon was right; I needed to fuck him. I needed to do something out of my range before settling down with Josh. It would be our dirty little secret. He threatened to visit me again and whether he made good on that promise or not gave me something crazy to look forward to.
The wedding went off without a hitch,and the reception was even more beautiful. I leaned over toward my new husband and squeezed his knee.
“Why don’t we get out of here?” I asked. “I’d love to start our honeymoon sooner rather than later.”
“I’ve been looking forward to finally being able to make love to you. Come on, let’s go.”
He took my hand,and we snuck out of the hall, leaving everyone to enjoy the rest of the evening without us. As soon as we got to our hotel room, I grabbed Josh and kissed him the way Daemon kissed me in the guest house, aggressively and with a lot of tongue. Josh looked at me with questions,and I bit my lip as I stripped my dress from my body.
“I’m just really horny, Josh. I don’t have to hold back anymore.” I kissed him hard, pulling at his tuxedo. “I have been waiting for this moment all my life, and now we don’t have any reason to wait. I want you inside me.”
He wrapped his arms around me,and we collapsed into the bed. The sex was fine, but after what Daemon did to me, I wanted more. I craved to feel that adrenaline rush he gave me.
“Let’s try something,” I said, sitting up quickly. I got up and pulled himout of bed.
“What are you doing, Sophie?”
“Shhh.”
I walked him out of the bedroom since the dresser there was much too high to climb on. There was a piano in the living room and it was perfect for what I wanted Josh to do to me. I jumped up on the top and positioned myself the way Daemon showed me the night before. I felt myself getting hot,and I bit my lip playfully in anticipation of Josh’s touch. I spread my legs, caressing my pussy with my hand so he could see from the back. My arousal quickly grabbed hold of me,and I looked back at him. But he didn’t touch me, and he didn’t look like he wanted to fuck me. He just stood there frozen and stared at me. I moved my fingers around my clit as images of Daemon filled my thoughts. An orgasm pounded into me like a tsunami from out of nowhere, leaving me shaking.
“The Daemon Special,” he said dryly.
Daemon had told me I needed to do something reckless and wild, but he didn’t mention that it would have ruined me for any other man in my life, especially his brother.
Story 32
Sophie
“Hurry up,” Sophie yells to everyone. She walks to the car in frustration knowing that nobody else seems to be in any sort of hurry to follow her lead. But she’s used to this. Michael, the man she has been married to for ten years, has always been this way. She remembers how cute she used to find it that he never seemed to be in a rush to get anywhere. She loved his laid back attitude towards just about anything that he did. It used to calm her down. She’s always been a little over the top and she always thought that she needed to find someone that was the opposite of her. She used to love how much he slowed her down. Now, it just seemed to aggravate her. The twins, unfortunately, had taken after him. Each boy just as slow as the next. “Hurry up, we’re going to be late,” she yelled for about the hundredth time and went to sit in the car, hooting for extra effect. Finally, she saw the boys coming out, each one looking as if they didn’t have a care in the world. To an outsider they probably looked incredibly sweet, but when you were trying to get somewhere on time they suddenly stopped being so cute. Everyone clambered into the car.
“Did you bring the tickets?” she asked Michael as they were about to pull out the driveway.
“Oh no, I forgot. They’re still by the bedside table. Let me go get them. Sorry, I know you asked me but it totally slipped my mind.”
Sophie sighed, while she was not surprised that he had forgotten she was still annoyed. If she didn’t do things herself than things never got done properly. The four of them were on their way to a school play. The twins were playing Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum and they had been asked to be there an hour before the show so that they could get into their outfits. Now they were going to be late, and the kids would only have ten minutes to get themselves ready. Not that this seemed to bother them in the slightest – they were laughing and playing in the backseat without a worry. As usual it was Sophie that was the one worrying about something that should really be affecting them and not her. In the end, due to traffic, they arrived with only five minutes to spare and quickly hurried to help the twins get ready before they had to be on stage. The outfits weren’t the easiest to put on and they were taking much longer than she anticipated. The teacher was annoyed at them and glared at Sophie as if it was all her fault. Her look said, “You’re their mother, you should’ve made sure that they were here on time.” She wanted to scream but instead she just smiled and carried on helping the boys get dressed. Then she gave them each a quick kiss on the cheek and went to find her seat. The room was packed and as she sat down she heard the person behind her say, “Why are they late? This was meant to start already. I bet you some kid was late and they all had to wait.” Sophie quickly put her head down, embarrassed.
The show was sweet and as usual it was always fun to see your child up on stage. Sophie held her breath when they came on but the boys didn’t seem nervous at all. Once again, they hadn’t gotten even a bit of her anxiety. They were cool, calm and collected – just like daddy. She squeezed Michael’s hand, for once glad that they had not taken after her. Unfortunately their part was only about ten minutes long. The rest of the
show went on for another two hours in which she had to watch a show that really should not have gone on for this long. At one stage she felt her head loll to the side and she realized she was about to fall asleep. She needed coffee, or a strong shot of whisky but all she had with her was an orange juice and a piece of candy. Both of which she finished – anything to keep her mind off the show.
Getting the kids back in the car was another disaster. They kept getting distracted by their friends and with each person they met Sophie had to spend time making small talk with the parents. Each time was the same. They’d speak about the show, their kids and the weather. It was enough to drive anyone insane. Finally, they drove home. By now everyone was hungry and Sophie had not had time to prepare a meal beforehand, nor was she in the mood to cook. They stopped off at McDonald’s and ordered burgers and fries – something that she didn’t normally allow in the family. This, at least, seemed to make everyone happy.
When she got home she saw that the house was in complete disarray. So once she put the boys to sleep she set about cleaning everything up. If she didn’t then it would all still be there for her to clean the following day, along with the mess that normally came with breakfast. Michael was at his computer, doing some ‘urgent’ work. Although whether this was true or just an excuse to get out of cleaning, she’ll never know. He was some sort of computer genius and even if she went over to look at his work she’d still have no idea what he was doing. It was completely over her head. She sighed and carried on with the work. As soon as it was done she picked up her phone and called Mia. It was late, but she knew Mia wouldn’t mind. She had always been a bit of a night owl.
Before Mia could even say anything, Sophie said, “Three boys and me – the lone female in this house. Guess what I’ve been doing all evening – cleaning up their mess, that’s what.”
Mia laughed, “And hello to you to. I feel you though, part of me thinks of having another kid in the hope that it’s a girl, but I’m too afraid that it is going to be a boy. Two is enough for me to handle. I have no idea how you do three. Remember how we used to dream about this though? The whole marriage and kids’ thing. We wanted to grow up so quickly. Little did we know how good we used to have it back then. How free we used to be. Don’t get me wrong. I love Derrick and Wesley, but I had no idea how hard this was going to be. Sometimes I just feel like letting lose again.”
Sophie sighed. She knew Mia would be the right person to talk to. “You and me both. With all these boys in the house I feel like a different person to the way I used to be. Sassy Sophie. Remember that name! I was always so feisty. I guess I still am – but in all the wrong ways. Now my feistiness is really just me shouting at them to hurry up or to pick their clothes off the floor. We really need some time to find ourselves again. Hey! Actually that’s right – that’s EXACTLY what we need!” Sophie could feel the cogs in her brain begin to turn.
She was laughing now, excited as the idea began to formulate in her mind. She continued, “Mia, when was the last time you, me and Charlotte spent time together?”
“We see each other all the time.” Mia sounded confused.
“Yes, but we always have either our husbands or our kids with us. When was the last time the three of us spent time together alone. Just us.”
There was silence on the other end.
“EXACTLY! It’s been forever. I honestly cannot even pinpoint a time. That’s how long ago it’s been. I need this Mia. We need this. We really need this. That’s it. It’s decided. You, me and Charlotte are going on a holiday together. The boys will just have to deal without us for a while. Can you phone Charlotte and let her know? Then the two of you give me a weekend that suits you. I know she’s always busy with something so she’ll need a weekend when she’s free. Although… Ah screw that – let’s make it next weekend. Otherwise we might wait forever for Charlotte to be free. Plus I can’t wait long. Cancel all your plans! That’s all the two of you have to do. I’ll take care of the rest. Just pack your bags and make sure you bring your bikini. Or in my case, my full costume, no way this twin-bearing body is going to let the public see it.” This wasn’t entirely true, Sophie had the twins quite young and her body had bounced back remarkably quickly. Still though, it wasn’t quite the same as before. But she wasn’t one to worry about things like that. She just liked to moan about it with Mia – it’s what they did.
Sophie put down the phone and smiled. She knew she was doing the right thing. This was exactly what she needed. She immediately got out her laptop and began looking for places to go.
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Mia
When Mia put the phone down she was smiling. She hadn’t heard Sophie this excited in a very long time. That was the thing she loved most about Sophie – her ability to spread her passion to someone else. Sophie was a fiery redhead whose hair completely matched her personality. When Mia was young she used to beg her mom to let her dye her hair red so that she could be just like Sophie. She even tried once without her mom’s consent which led to her being left with weird reddish hair streaks and a week without being able to see her friends. Her mom had grounded her immediately even though she begged that surely her bad hair dye should be punishment enough. Sophie, of course, loves this story. Within seconds of putting the phone down she felt her mood lift drastically. She had gone from a somewhat frustrating day of chores to a brilliant day filled with expectations. She went upstairs, got undressed and climbed into bed. Derrick had been reading but put down his book to look at her. “Who was that on the phone so late? Let me guess – Sophie?” She’d been married to Derrick for almost six years now, and in that time he had figured out quickly that if he married Mia he was also marrying Sophie and Charlotte. The three of them had been inseparable growing up and were still close. If anyone was going to phone at this time of the night, it was Sophie.
She laughed, “How’d you guess that?”
“I could hear you laughing all the way up here.” This was a pretty mean feat to tell you the truth. Derrick was one of the most sought after lawyers in the country and because of this he was certainly not at all short on money. It still felt strange for Mia to call herself rich because she had grown up in a family that despite always working hard just never had enough money to go around. Now she had so much money she didn’t even know what to do with it all. She battled to enjoy it as much as she should though, because the money had not been something that she had earned. It was all Derrick’s. She did have a job, but a teacher’s salary wasn’t enough for her to have the type of life she had now become accustomed to. The house that they lived in was massive – far too big for a family of three to be honest, and so the fact that Derrick could hear her laughing when he was in the bedroom and she was in the kitchen was quite something. It wasn’t a surprise though – Sophie was always making her laugh. She’d confided in Sophie once that she felt guilty about having so much money and Sophie had burst out laughing, “Mia! You have a husband that will never leave you and enough money to make you stop working. Who cares who made the money? You deserve it! And that’s all that counts. Now enjoy it! And while you’re out there – buy me some shoes!” Mia had laughed and immediately felt better, just as she always did after speaking to Sophie.
She snuggled up to Derrick, hoping that he’d take the lead and snuggle her back. But he simply picked up his book and carried on reading – stroking her hair as if she were a child that needed some attention. She loved Derrick but he certainly wasn’t the most passionate man she’d ever known. He was steady, reliable and clever and these were the qualities that she had wanted at the time. Before Derrick she’d gone out with a man twice her age. She was twenty and he was forty and he showed her things that she had never known before. The relationship had been very up and down though. When she eventually caught him in bed with another woman she decided that having a passionate relationship was not nearly as important as having a trusting relationship. She longed for someone that didn’t let their emotions constantly get in the way. Now, though
, six years later into the marriage, she often wished for just a bit of that passion again. Instead, she sighed and reached for her own book. “Sophie’s organizing a holiday for the girls.” She wondered what his reaction would be. “Oh that’s nice.” And that was it. Well that wasn’t hard at all, she thought. She should have done this ages ago.
The next day she rang up Charlotte. “Good morning Charls,” she said while trying to stifle a yawn.
Charlotte laughed, “You say that like you just woke up. You did, didn’t you? You just woke up. It’s like 10am already. You never change.”
“Yeah yeah, well I went to bed late.”
Charlotte was the complete opposite to Sophie and Mia. She was always the first one up, and by the time the rest of the house rose she had gotten most of the chores done. She was annoyingly perfect but impossible not to love. Sophie had also always been quite an early riser despite the fact that she always went to bed so late. Mia had no idea how she did it. Mia was always going to bed later than everyone else but she’d always suffer for it in the morning. She had to change her ways once she’d had a child but whenever she got a chance to sleep in she’d grab it.
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