by Wolfe, Sean
The energy it took to stay mad for this long and the exhausting day I’d had at work wore me down, and I eventually gave in to the sleep that had tried for the past hour to settle into my body and mind. And before I knew it, I was asleep.
As I awoke the next morning, I rolled over and threw my arms around where Lee should have been. But he wasn’t lying next to me, and my arms flopped over his side of the bed. He wasn’t in our bathroom or in the study or in the kitchen either. The girls were also gone. I looked at the clock: it was nine-thirty. He hadn’t bothered to wake me, and I was now late for work.
“Shit,” I yelled, and ran upstairs to shower and dress as quickly as I could.
“Nice of you to join us,” Marcus, my partner in our architectural firm, said as I rushed past the receptionist and into my office.
“Don’t start with me this morning, Marcus,” I said as I slammed my briefcase onto my desk and reached for the cup of coffee Marie had set on my desk over two hours ago. “I’m not in the mood. Marie, please get me a fresh cup of coffee,” I yelled to my secretary.
“Okay, well this is a side of you I haven’t seen before,” Marcus said.
“Sorry. I’ve just had a really shitty couple of weeks. My head is killing me, and I slept wrong so I have a crick in my neck.”
“Hmm,” he said, sounding like he didn’t believe a word I was saying, and walked to the door. “Lee called about an hour ago. Sounded surprised you weren’t here yet.”
“Yeah, well maybe he should’ve thought about that before leaving this morning without waking me.”
“You two having problems?”
I looked up from my paperwork and raised an eyebrow.
“Forget I asked,” he said, and left my office.
The afternoon dragged on painfully slow, and I accomplished absolutely nothing. At two o’clock a dozen roses were delivered for me, and a note was attached: “I love you more than my Target luggage.” It was a joke between Lee and me, and over the years had become our favorite term of endearment. He always said it to me as a means of apologizing. And even though I was still upset with him and wanted to stay angry, I found myself smiling, and looking forward to getting home to him later that afternoon.
At three o’clock my life changed. I’d noticed a certain energy in the office that I’d not felt before. Every time I looked out at Marie’s desk, she was staring in at me, smiling. People were whispering and giggling, but when they walked by the open door to my office, they stopped, and pretended to be working on something very important and top secret.
Even Marcus was acting weird, not talking to me at all, but chatting it up with everyone else in the office, which was definitely not his style.
The grandfather clock in my office struck three, and I looked up at my door. The entire office was crowded around it, staring in at me.
“Am I missing something here?” I asked, with more bite than I’d intended. “Am I growing horns? If my pants were unzipped you wouldn’t know it, because I’m sitting down. So what is it?”
Suddenly the group parted, and Lee walked into my office. He was holding another dozen roses in one hand, and held something else behind his back. The smile on his face stretched from one ear to the other.
“Babe?” I said stupidly as I stood. Of course it was him. “What are you doing here? I got your flowers earlier. They’re beautiful. You didn’t need to bring more.”
“I know I didn’t,” he said, and leaned in to kiss me.
I backed away, out of instinct. We were in my office, and although everyone knew Lee, and were completely respectful of our relationship, I wasn’t in the practice of public displays of affection.
“But I wanted to,” he continued. “Now sit down,” he said, and pushed me back down into my chair. He knelt between my legs. “I love you, Bronson.”
“I love you, too,” I said uncomfortably, and blushed as I looked beyond Lee and at my staff.
“I mean, I really love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“Me too,” I said, slower this time.
“Bronson, you are my entire life. I’m not a whole person without you.”
“Lee, are you ...”
He reached forward with the hand that was behind his back, and laid a small black box in my lap.
“Will you marry me, Bronson? Will you live with me and love me and raise our kids with me and share your dreams with me? Forever?”
Tears streamed down my face as my heart raced. I looked at the door, and everyone in the office was smiling and shaking their heads yes. Marie was crying.
“Yes,” I said, and threw my arms around him.
To say the wedding was opulent would be an understatement. Charles and Diana would have envied ours. We rented out the ballroom on the 55th floor of the highest priced hotel in town, and I insisted we stay in the Presidential Suite. Asshole, Jr. had stayed in the same room with his Missus all six times he’d come to town during his tenure. The poetic justice was too tempting for me to pass up.
I’d insisted a honeymoon wasn’t necessary, but Lee refused to listen. “You wanted a real wedding and a real marriage, so we’re gonna do this right and have a real honeymoon,” he said.
“But we’ve been together a decade. It’s not like we’re virgins who’ve waited for this special day to consummate our marriage.”
“We could pretend.” He smiled, and pinched my ass. “We’re going on this honeymoon and we’re going to have a very special time. We’re newlyweds, afterall.”
The six-course dinner was perfect, and the complimentary champagne worked its magic on me. When dinner was finished, Lee held my hand as we walked back to our room. And when we arrived at our door, he lifted me into his arms and carried me over the threshold.
I laughed. “I’m not a woman, you know. You don’t need to do this.”
“Oh, I know you’re not a woman,” he said, and kissed me. “But I want you to know I love you more than anything in this world. I’m yours forever, and I’m always going to be here for you. I’ll carry you, like I’m doing now, when things are tough for you. I’ll be your rock. And when I’m feeling down and need your help, I know you’ll be there to carry me across the rough waters as well.”
I looked into his eyes and swallowed hard as I fought back tears. “Yes I will.”
Lee laid me on the bed and kissed me passionately. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight as our tongues danced. Even after ten years together, his kiss made me tremble and caused the hairs on my neck to stand at attention. My cock filled with blood as he moved his tongue from my lips to my neck, and as he ground his hips into mine, I knew I wasn’t the only one becoming aroused.
I moaned loudly as he kissed and licked and nibbled on my neck, then worked his way down my throat as he unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it to the floor. My entire body quivered as he bit my nipples and licked his way down my torso and to my bellybutton. I worked out a couple of hours a day, seven days a week, and my six-pack abs never failed to work Lee into a frenzy. Tonight was no exception, and he attacked my navel. He kicked off his shoes and struggled to kick his pants off.
In a matter of seconds, we were both naked and holding each other. Champagne always makes me a little horny, and I’d had three glasses. I rolled Lee over onto his back on the bed, and spread his legs wide as I lowered myself between them.
His cock had always amazed and excited me. Easily a full eight inches long and almost wrist-thick, it was the most magnificent dick I’d ever seen, and I thanked the universe every time I wrapped my lips around it. I pulled back the foreskin, and licked the head. Lee moaned his approval, and I put my lips around it and sucked a few inches into my mouth. Thick veins wrapped across his shaft in every direction, and throbbed as my tongue and lips slid across them.
“Oh, baby, that feels good,” Lee whispered as he wriggled across the bed.
I swallowed his cock in one slow and deliberate move, and smiled inside as my husband moaned and arched his bac
k off the bed. I sucked his dick for several minutes, relishing the heat and hardness of his head and shaft as they parted the back of my throat and slid in deeper. Before long, his cock pulsed harder and thick, sweet precum dripped from the slit. He’d always loved the way I sucked his cock, and was amazed at how easily I could make him cum just from sucking him. No one else had been able to do that.
But I wasn’t ready for him to shoot yet. I was just getting started. I pulled my mouth from his cock and moved up to lie next to him.
“Please,” he begged. “Please suck me some more. Finish me off, babe.”
“No,” I said, and licked his ear. “Not yet.”
He smiled, and rolled on top of me. There was no need for further foreplay. My cock was already so hard it was turning red. He licked the head and rod for a moment, then slid his fingers between my cock and ass. I became defenseless every time he did that, and he knew it. When I moaned, he swallowed my cock all the way to the balls and slid one long, thick finger deep into my ass.
“Oh, fuck,” I said through gritted teeth, and lifted my ass off the bed so he could get in even deeper.
Lee obliged and slid a second finger inside my ass, then wriggled them against the muscles inside me. All the time, he continued sucking my dick, and when my first drops of precum slid onto his tongue, he laughed.
“You’re so easy,” he said, as he removed himself from my dick and kissed me.
“Fuck me.” I pushed him by the shoulders back down between my legs.
Lee spread them further apart and lifted them into the air, so that my ass was only inches from his face. He worked up a good amount of saliva and let the spit fall from his mouth onto my puckering hole. Then he leaned down and licked my ass, spreading my hole with his tongue and letting the spittle slide in so slowly that I thought it’d never get inside me.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he said teasingly, then slid his tongue all the way inside my ass, and then out again.
My throat was hot and as dry as sandpaper. I couldn’t speak, so I moaned my reply.
“Beg me, baby. Beg for my dick.”
“Fuck me, Lee. Please.”
“What? I can’t hear you.”
“I want your cock, baby. Please fuck me,” I said as I somehow found my voice. “Shove your cock up my ass and fuck my brains out.”
Lee looked down at me staring up at him between my spread legs, and smiled.
“I want you deep inside me.”
He raised himself up and rested his cock against my upturned ass. It was hot as it throbbed against my cheeks, and I tightened my ass to squeeze it lovingly. I was resting on my shoulders, with my ass raised and my knees resting next to my ears. Now it was Lee who was crazed with lust, and he spat on his cock and placed the head at my hole. I winked at him, and he closed his eyes as he moaned loudly and slid his big dick deep inside me.
“Oh, my god,” I whispered as my ass muscles spread and Lee’s fat cock filled me up. I’d always laughed when people said they saw stars when they made love, but I wasn’t laughing now. Bright lights—red and yellow and green and purple ones—exploded behind my eyes as my husband filled me completely.
He rested there, with his dick deep inside me. I knew he was waiting for me, but I wanted to feel that fullness as long as possible. I wasn’t in complete control though, and before I knew it, my ass was twitching and squeezing Lee’s cock, begging for more.
That was his sign, and he went to it. He slid his cock in and out of my ass as slow as possible. It took a full minute for him to slide out to the point that only his head remained inside me. Then he slid back inside all the way to the balls just as slowly.
“Fuck me!” I yelled and gripped his cock tighter inside as I slid my ass up and down his cock.
Lee wrapped his arms behind my back, and fucked me hard. He thrust in and out of my ass slow and tenderly, then fast and ferociously. Every time his cock rammed its way inside me, those damned lights burst alive inside my head again, and I whimpered like a lost puppy.
I felt myself getting close, and as much as I wanted this feeling to go on forever, I knew I had to cum. Before he had a chance to brace himself, I shifted my weight and rolled Lee over onto his back. Without allowing his cock to leave my ass, I was now sitting on top of him.
“What the ...” Lee started to say.
“Shut up.”
When he started to pump in and out of my ass, I planted my hands on his hips and held them still. My heart pounded as I struggled to catch my breath. But I wanted to be in charge of this. I leaned down and kissed Lee on the lips, giving us both a moment to catch our breath and allow our climaxes to retreat for a moment. It was useless, though. No matter how much I tried to calm down, I felt my orgasm right below the surface. There was no slowing down or turning back.
So instead of trying to hold back, I decided to finish us off. I licked Lee’s lips and sucked on his tongue as I squeezed his cock inside my ass and slid up and down his dick. He moaned loudly, and I quickened the pace. Before long, my ass was devouring his cock, and the entire bed rocked.
“Oh, yeah, baby,” Lee said between kisses. “Fuck my big cock!”
I sat up straight, impaling his dick all the way inside me. The cum was building up deep in my guts, and I knew it was now impossible to stop. “I’m gonna cum, baby,” I tried to yell, but only managed to whisper hoarsely.
“Give it to me,” Lee said, and thrust his cock deeper inside me one last time.
I grabbed my cock and held it tight as Lee wriggled beneath me. My entire body shuddered as the first wave shot from my cock and flew past Lee’s head and onto the headboard. The next two shots splashed across his face, and he licked at my cum hungrily. Another few spurts landed on his chest and stomach before I collapsed on top of him.
His cock was still buried inside my ass, and as the last few drops of my orgasm leaked from my dick, my ass constricted around his shaft. That was enough for him.
“I’m gonna cum, baby,” Lee said, and started to pull his cock from inside me.
“Don’t,” I said, and clutched his dick even tighter.
“I can’t help it, it’s too close,” he croaked. “I can’t stop it.”
“I mean don’t pull out.”
“But ...”
I wriggled my ass some more, and suddenly it was there. Lee raised us both off the bed, and gasped for breath. His cock thickened with each contraction as he spent himself deep inside me. A wet warmth spread from my ass into my intestines and what seemed as far as my heart. It went on for several moments, until both of us were exhausted and collapsed into each other’s arms.
Our breathing patterns melded as we lay there as two people who were now one. I’d never felt more complete or alive.
“We’ve never done that,” Lee said quietly as we untangled ourselves and slipped beneath the blankets. “You sure it’s a good idea?”
“We’ve been together ten years. We’ve been tested several times.”
“Yeah, I know, but ...”
“You ever cheat on me?”
“Of course not,” he said as he fluffed his pillow.
“Me neither. We’re clean, we’re healthy, and we’re monogamous. So, there’s nothing to worry about, right?”
“I’m not worried about that,” Lee said and kissed me.
“Then what?”
“I’m just not ready to have another kid. The two we have are a handful. I think we should get your tubes tied.”
We both laughed much harder than the joke warranted, and began hitting each other with our pillows. I finally gave up and we fell tiredly into one another’s arms. I heard Lee snore softly, and knew it’d only be another minute or so before he was out completely.
“I love you, husband,” I whispered into his ear.
“I love you, too,” he said sleepily. “Husband.”
Close Encounter
“ Nothing’s wrong, all right,” I said as I pulled the blankets back and started to get out of bed. “
I just have to get to work. God, it’s not like I haven’t had to do this for the past twelve years.”
“Come on, honey,” Brad said sleepily, and pulled my hand over to touch his hard cock. “I remember when you used to set the alarm a few minutes early so we could have a little fun before you left for work.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t set it early last night,” I said irritably as I looked over at him. A little shock of black curly hair fell across his forehead, and his eyes were still half closed from sleep. For a moment my heart skipped a beat. Then his eyes closed, and the smile on his lips disappeared as he looked away. “And don’t read anything into that that isn’t there.”
“So go in a few minutes late,” he said as he slid over and kissed my soft cock. “Tell them traffic was a bitch.” He pulled the head of my dick into his mouth and sucked on it softly, and it soon began to respond.
“Bradley, get serious,” I snapped as I stood up quickly, tossing him to the other side of the bed. “I’ve got a busy day ahead of me.”
“You always have a busy day ahead of you lately,” he mumbled, and pulled the covers over his head as he turned his back to me.
“And it’s a good thing, too, since you haven’t really been helping out much. Your last temp job was almost two months ago. Someone’s gotta pay the mortgage and the car payments. Apparently that’s me.”
I heard a gasp from under the blankets, and immediately regretted what I’d said. Bradley was one of the most sensitive men I’d ever met. It was one of the first things that made me fall in love with him. But he was easily hurt, and I seemed to be hurting him a lot the past few months. I looked at the lump of blanket on the bed and saw it was shaking a little. I knew he was crying, and I wanted nothing more than to crawl back into bed with him under the covers, wrap him in my arms, and make slow and passionate love to him. To say how sorry I was. To make it all better.
Instead, I walked out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. I turned the water on so hot the mirror steamed up, and then stood under the stream of hot water for what seemed an eternity. If I stayed under the spray of scalding water long enough, maybe I could scourge myself from the filthy attitude I’d been having lately toward the man I loved. Maybe I could be clean and good and loving again. Maybe I could find my old self.