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Ashton was bored. The meeting didn’t need him. There was
nothing to be decided, honestly. Everything had been done over fax and email.
This had just been a trip to put a bow on top of everything.

He would rather have been home. He would rather have been
with Nicole.

As the stuffy voices droned on, Ashton tuned out and
thought of Nicole. He hadn’t been able to get the image of Nicole in that red
dress, dancing with that handsome stranger, out of his mind.

He knew that Nicole had got turned on during their phone
call earlier in the day. He had heard it in her voice. It had been so long
since he’d heard that tone, that husky note in her voice, sounding so natural!

He had wanted to make love to her. He had been thinking of
making love to her all day. He would have to deal with a few more hours of this
unnecessary tedium, and then he could go back home.

He could go home to Nicole. He would make love to his
wife, he thought as his cock throbbed again as the image flashed into his mind:
Nicole on the dance floor, the stranger’s hands all over her, as he watched
her.

He needed his wife. He really needed to fuck his wife and
fuck her hard.

Nicole woke up naked, and saw that she was still clutching
the vibrator in her hand. She got up, pulled her robe on and checked for
instructions. She was supposed to clean it and store it, dry.

Meticulously, she followed directions. She looked through
the rest of her toys. She hadn’t even used most of them. If just one little
bullet could make her feel so good, she couldn’t even begin to imagine how
using the big, curved dildo might make her feel.

But Nicole knew that it hadn’t been all about the
vibrator. It had been about her fantasy, too. She searched for the inevitable
feeling of guilt that assailed her every time she thought of Justin that way.

But it didn’t come. Somehow, the idea of having Ashton’s
approval as Justin touched her had made her feel better. Not just better,
thought Nicole – a lot more turned on.

Incredibly, she felt herself getting turned on again. She
hadn’t felt this horny in years. It was as if her libido was finally catching
up after a few years of hiatus.

She wanted Justin. She could admit that, for the moment.
It wasn’t as if she was going to act on it, or anything like that. A woman’s
fantasies were her own, and there was no need to feel guilty about them.

Especially, Nicole told herself, when even in her fantasies,
she couldn’t cheat on her husband. In her fantasies, Justin had touched her
with Ashton’s full approval. More than approval; he had done it for Ashton’s
pleasure. In her mind, Ashton had watched and wanted her to want Justin.

The memory made her wet. Without thinking, Nicole sat at
the edge of her bed, letting her robe fall open. She spread her legs and
slipped her hand between her legs.

She was so wet already. It had been so long since she had
felt so hot and wet even after having two orgasms.

Ashton wanted her to fuck Justin, she imagined as she
watched her fingers playing with her smooth, shaved pussy.

Ashton wanted to watch as she fucked Justin. Without even
thinking about what she was doing, she lay back in bed, her legs spread, and
reached for the big dildo.

She wondered if Justin’s cock was long and curved like the
dildo.

Closing her eyes, she let herself imagine it, fantasize
all over again.

Ashton was sitting in the chair, naked, stroking his
thick, large cock. She loved watching him grow hard.

But her attention was on Justin, who was naked and
walking towards her as she lay on the bed, legs spread, ready for him.

Nicole slowly slid the dildo, just the tip of it, inside
her wet pussy and felt her body shudder.

Justin’s cock was long and curved, just like her dildo.

“Yes, fuck my wife,” she heard Ashton say, his voice
changing as it did when he was extremely horny.

“Fuck her hard. She likes to be fucked hard,” he urged
Justin.

“Do you, Nicole?” asked Justin, and Nicole nodded.

“Oh yes, fuck me just as Ashton wants you to,” she told
him.

She imagined his hard body over hers, covering hers, his
cock poised at her entrance, just the tip probing.

“Fuck me, please,” whispered Nicole.

Justin pushed his cock inside her, smooth and steady,
and Nicole slid the dildo inside.

She saw Ashton watching as she locked her ankles behind
Justin’s back, pulling her to him, her hips moving with the long, slow, almost
lazy thrusts of his hips.

“Fuck her harder,” said Ashton .

Justin looked into Nicole’s eyes and smiled, increase
the speed and force of his thrusts.

“Your cock feels so good,” she whispered to him as she
felt her hips moving with him.

“Fuck me harder, please,” she said, on the verge of
begging him.

Nicole, her eyes closed, thrust the dildo faster and
harder in and out of her, whispering Justin’s name over and over again.

Her hand was on her breasts, squeezing roughly, pinching
her nipples. The combined assault on her senses was too much as her fantasy
pushed her over the edge.

Her body bucked and thrashed as she felt the orgasm
rippling through her, leaving her weak and pliant.

As she lay there, satisfied, Ashton was getting on a plane
to get back to his wife, hoping that the desire he had heard in her voice would
turn into the kind of sex they used to have.

Nicole lazily wondered when Ashton would be home. Sex toys
were great, but she suddenly wanted a real cock inside her, fucking her hard.

Nicole packed all her new toys away in her lingerie
drawer. There was no reason to feel guilty about any of it, she told herself.
But she somehow didn’t know how to explain it to Ashton.

With the vague feeling of guilt having returned, she
decided to set up a nice dinner for him. Romance, thought Nicole – they could
do with some romance. Wine, candles, a nice pasta and then they could make
love.

Yes, that’s what they would do. Ashton had texted her that
he would be home by seven thirty. That gave her plenty of time, she assured
herself as she got to work.

By seven fifteen, everything was ready and she was
changing into one of her sexiest but comfortable dresses – more like a
negligee. She had only worn it once, really, because it had made her feel
desirable. Every man in the room had stared at her.

It had turned her on completely. Ashton and she had come
home and fucked like they were mad for each other.

That had been five years ago, but she still fit into it
perfectly, and she hoped Ashton would remember.

The doorbell rang as she was putting the finishing touches
on her makeup. Walking down barefoot, she opened the door.

Ashton didn’t look tired, she noted. A bit crumpled, which
was inevitable when he travelled, but he looked absolutely fresh.

He gave her a long look and she saw the lust in his eyes.
Slowly, she gave him a sexy smile.

“Dinner is ready, but it’s being kept warm. It can wait,”
said Nicole.

“Good,” said Ashton and he was on her. His lips were on
hers, demanding and just a bit rough, his teeth nipping, just how she liked it.

Nicole closed her eyes and held on to him, returning that
passion with everything she could. Unbidden, the image of Justin rose in her
mind.

Justin’s lips, kissing hers roughly, just like that.
Justin’s teeth scraping down her neck, making her shiver deliciously. Justin’s
hands slipping her dress off, leaving her naked.

Justin’s mouth on her breasts, taking her nipples into his
mouth and sucking, hard, making her back arch.

They couldn’t wait to get to the bedroom. They couldn’t
even wait for the couch. They were on the rug, in a tangle of limbs, hot and
sweaty as Nicole tugged at Ashton’s clothes, frantic to get them all off him.

Her face hidden in the curve of his neck, her hands
explored his back as if she had never done so before.

Justin, her mind whispered as she finally got all his
clothes off and her nails dug into his back, scratching his firm ass.

“Now, fuck me now,” demanded Nicole as she spread her legs
and felt Ashton’s hard cock between them.

He didn’t want to wait, either. He could see her with that
stranger, naked, legs spread, inviting him to fuck her. He could watch as the
stranger fucked her hard, making her scream.

On that thought, Ashton plunged into Nicole, his cock
buried to the hilt inside her, and he started moving.

Nicole’s hips were bucking, pumping hard and fast as her
entire being was focused on the pleasure. She felt it starting in the pit of
her stomach, moving to her limbs, leaving them tingling.

Nicole’s lips moved, forming a name, silently, over and
over again as her hips moved faster, demanding more.

Ashton gave her what she wanted, his teeth biting down on
her shoulder.

“Justin!” gasped Nicole as she felt the orgasm shuddering
through her body.

Ashton heard her say the name and his body exploded,
cumming inside her with a ferocity that stunned even him.

He lay there, on his wife, whose body was still
shuddering.

He was spent. And he knew he hadn’t misheard. He hadn’t
made a mistake. His wife had just said his best friend’s name as they fucked,
harder and better than they had in a long time.

Rolling off her, he lay back, trying to catch his breath.

He should be angry, he thought. He should demand an
explanation. But he could see that image now – he could see his wife being
fucked by his best friend. He could see his best friend’s cock sliding in and
out of his wife’s pussy as she screamed in pleasure.

He could feel his cock stirring back to life as he thought
of Justin’s mouth on Nicole’s breasts, sucking on her beautiful nipples.

He looked at his wife. Her eyes were closed. He wondered
if she had even known that she had said Justin’s name out loud.

As he watched her, lying there, gorgeous and naked, he
knew what he wanted. He had wanted to try something new. Now he knew – he
wanted to share his wife with his best friend.

Nicole opened her eyes and looked at him. He smiled at
her. She smiled back at him. Her gaze drifted down and widened in surprise as she
saw his cock already springing back to action.

“Looks like my work is not done,” said Nicole as she moved
down to wrap her lips around his cock. Thinking of his wife’s lips around his
best friend’s cock, Ashton lay back and closed his eyes.

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