The Hall Pass 7

If her husband had a problem with her reaching back out to her ex, he didn't say anything. She had been lying in bed with him when she got the text message. Richard was reading next to her.

She glanced at her husband as she often did throughout the day. She thought that he was so handsome, with his well kept beard. She had noticed the gray hairs in it but she had never mentioned them to him. She thought that they made him look more distinguished and she figured like someone's weight, you didn't need to tell them. That they knew what they knew where they were at.

He had kept himself in good shape. The two of them made frequent joint trips to the gym. She looked at his hands. The strong veins rising out of the back of them. The hairs rising out of the back of his arm up to the forest of chest hair under his shirt from some kind of team building trip his work had taken.

She picked up her phone and glanced at it.

"Hunh," she said.

"What's up?" Richard asked looking at her over his glasses.

"Kyle's in town."

"Hunh."

"Exactly."

"What does he want?"

"He wants to meet up."

"Do you want to meet up with him?"

"Would you be okay with that?"

"I trust you. I don't care. Besides, you always have your hall pass."

The hall pass. They had half joked about it. That they would each give other one off flings so that they could know that they were still desirable to someone outside their marriage. She had never expected to use hers. She didn't expect to use it now.

The text from Kyle had been innocent enough. There was nothing suggestive about it. He had simply asked her how she was doing and whether or not she would like to get dinner while he was in town. The idea was one that she had thought about. They usually didn't communicate. She wasn't sure if he was following her on her social media accounts. She just knew that she was curious. Curious to see him again. Somewhat hopeful that her life had turned out better than his. They had ended things amicably enough in college but there was still that little part of her that wanted to win.

"Are you sure you're okay with it?" she asked. "Do you want to come with me?"

"Do you want me to come with you?" he asked.

"He wants to meet up on the eighth."

"I'm going to be out of town."

"I don't have to meet up with him."

"My love, Jen, I trust you. You can meet up with him or not depended on how you feel about it. But I don't want you to meet up with him because of me. It should only be your decision."

She looked at him.

"I love you," she said.

She leaned over and kissed him. She let her phone fall away from her hand. He tried to put his book on his nightstand but couldn't find it and eventually whipped it across the room. She reached her hand down and into his sweatpants. He grabbed her wrist and pulled it out of his pants. She felt him smirk as she kissed him.

"You first," he said.

He pushed her back down onto her side of the bed. He climbed on top of her. He turned her into his toy. Touching her wherever he wanted. He pulled her shirt up, which allowed him to get at her breasts. He suckled on her nipple and played with the other until she let out a longing gasp.

He left her there and kissed his way down her stomach. He yanked off her shorts and opened his mouth wide. He closed it over her pussy and began to suck on her clit. It didn't take long for her to come. When she did, she arched her back off the bed. He moved quickly so that he could get at her neck to kiss and suck on it. He kissed her and she grabbed at his pants.

She pulled down his pants and his erection came forward to greet her. She stroked him once, twice and then pulled him into her wet pussy. She spread her legs to give him room. He thrusted into her like a man possessed. Whatever exhaustion he had been feeling before this, it was gone.

He pulled her off the bed so that she was sitting in his lap. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. She worked her lower half on him. Driving him wild. Driving them both wild. Eventually, he started to get near and she jumped off of him.

She brought her mouth down to him and began to suck on him.

"I'm going to finish," he gasped to her.

She pulled her mouth away and kept pumping him with her hand. He came in her hand. The white liquid spurting over her fingers. She smiled, got up and went to the bathroom to was her hand off.

She straightened herself out as her husband collapsed on the bed. She picked up her phone and texted Kyle.

Jen: Yeah, cool, it would be great to see you.

She collapsed onto the bed with her husband. The two of them falling asleep, sweaty and satisfied.

She didn't know what the first mistake was, maybe it was dressing to impress, maybe it was the drinking, maybe it was not seeing the possibility that he was attempting to hook up with her by eating at the restaurant in his hotel. it could have been a number of things.

But when she saw him, she thought that he looked good. His hair was still blonde and wavy. He had his easy going smile and he had kept himself in shape. He was wearing a buttoned down shirt and slacks standing at the bar waiting for her. She hugged him hello. They sat down at the table and their waiter brought them their menus.

"It's good to see you again," Kyle said.

"You too," Jen replied.

"You look the same since you were in college."

"Thanks, as do you."

"So, what's been going on in your life?"

"Big thing is that I got married to a wonderful man named Richard."

"Congratulations."

"Thank you."

"I can understand why I didn't get an invitation to the wedding."

"Well, we hadn't spoken in about eight years."

"Yeah, no, that's why I said it made sense."

"What about you?"

"I got married too but unfortunately, I lost my wife about two years ago. That's why I reached out to you. Thought it would be nice to have a meal with an actual grownup."

"I'm sorry for your loss. I can't imagine what that's like."

"It feels like something has been ripped from my heart."

"Do you have kids?"

"Yeah, we had two daughters."

"That must have been so hard for them."

"It was but I think I'm starting to figure this out."

"That's great to hear."

He showed her a picture of his girls. He then went on to tell her about them. They chatted for a long time. Jen told him about their choice to be childfree. They eventually went around to talking about their past. Dinner came and went, along with several glasses of wine. When they were done, Jen was stumbling on her feet. Kyle offered to let her come up to his room and relax so that she would be able to drive. He also offered to order her an Uber.

She took him up on the former offer. They went up to his room and he collapsed onto the bed. He sat back up and there was something in the way that he looked that struck her. She was overcome with a desire to kiss him.

She stepped across the room and took his face in her hands. The kiss was deep and long. Their tongues played with one another and moved in each other's mouths. He stopped the kiss after a few moments.

"We can't do this, you're married," Kyle said.

"Don't worry about that," Jen replied drawing him in for another kiss. "I have a hall pass."

In her quieter moments, she would admit that she thought about Kyle more than she wanted to admit. Sometimes when she was alone and pleasuring herself. This new Kyle had pushed her over the edge. He was the one that she had always wanted.

Kyle didn't think that she was going to leave her husband. He didn't think that this was going to lead to anything else. He had always known her to be impulsive and wild. It was what had attracted him to her when they met in college.

He wondered if she really did have a hall pass or if she was just lying to get what she wanted. He then asked himself if he really cared. He had been alone for such a long time. He had missed this kind of connection. He longed for his wife's body. This was a pale comparison but it was still life in his hands.

He pulled up her skirt. He held the small of her back with one hand and reached into her panties with the other. He began to run his finger along her slit. She stopped kissing him and he started to kiss her neck. She was letting out breathy moans.

Before she could reach her crescendo, she pushed off of him. She stood in front of him, reaching down to her panties and pulling them off. He shucked off his pants and laid back. He didn't have a condom.

It didn't seem to matter to her. She climbed on top of him and felt him enter her. She rode him slowly at first. Grinding her lower half against him. He was so hard. So vital inside of her. She grabbed his face so that they were looking at one another eye to eye.

She then began to speed up. Riding him hard, desperate. She had cum the moment he entered her. That's how much she wanted him. He was letting out hard moans.

"I'm getting close," he said.

She kept riding him for a few more seconds and then leapt off of him. He covered himself with his hand and his body jerked. She smiled as hard as he did so. She got up off the bed and went to the bathroom. She brought him a warm hand towel to clean himself with.

"Holy shit," he said. "You're still amazing."

"Thank you," she said.

"Oh my god."

She pulled her panties back up and on.

"Are you sure this is okay?" he asked. "I don't want to cause problems for you."

"It's fine," Jen said. "Like I said, my husband and I have a hall pass system."

"Okay."

"I should actually get home to him."

"It was great seeing you."

"It really was."

She gave him a kiss on the cheek. Straightened her clothes and walked out of the room.

When she got home, the house was empty. Richard had gone out with his friends. She had expected him to be back by now. She took a shower and got into her pajamas and waited. She tried to stay up to talk to him but she fell asleep.

She awoke to him snuggling her. It was Saturday and neither one of them had anything to do that day. He slept later. She made him a nice breakfast. She was going to tell him after. He came downstairs and smiled at her.

"Look at you, you are beautiful," Richard said. "How was your night?"

"It was good," she said.

He sat down to breakfast and ate. When he was done, she reached into the pocket of her pajama pants. She handed him his hall pass. She was holding hers still. She tore it in half.

"What's this?" he asked.

"Our hall passes," she said. "I used mine last night with Kyle."

"Hm."

"How are you feeling?"

He let breath out through his nose. He templed his hands and rested his chin on them for a moment.

"I knew that you were going to sleep with him the minute you told me that he had messaged you," Richard said. "I don't think that you were going behind my back or anything. If it bothered me you would have come home to find me gone."

"I should have talked to you about it but I really didn't expect it. He's more responsible now."

"It's nice to know you think that's such an attractive quality."

She smiled over her coffee.

"Okay, then I'm going to use my hall pass," he said.

"Who do you have in mind?" she asked.

He handed it right back to her.

"What?" she said.

"There's only one woman that I've wanted to fuck since I met you. You. So, I'm turning it in now. I'm going to use it on you," he said without blinking.

She smiled at him. She wanted to cry. Her body was reacting to his words.

"But, for today, we're going to fuck the way I've always wanted to fuck you. I've been nervous to ask you about it. You can still tell me no but I want to ravage you."

She didn't know what that meant. She was a little bit afraid of him but something about that fear was further turning her on. She took a step towards him and he took that as invitation. He grabbed her in his arms and crushed her against him. He kissed her hard. Not enough to bruise but enough to let her know she had been kissed. His tongue forced its way into her mouth. Their tongues played with one another. He released her with a wet pop.

He scooped her up in his arms and walked her back to their bedroom. He threw her on the bed and she pushed herself away from the edge. He yanked off his shirt and flew it across the room. He pulled hers away from her with one hand. He kissed her again. He then kissed down her neck.

He sucked hard on her neck. She felt his teeth run along her skin. The nervous arousal flitted through her once more. He pulled away and breathed hot in her ear.

"Did he do this to you last night? Did he make you feel that good?" he asked and then in a growl. "Tell me the truth."

"Yes," she admitted.

"Heh, still in competition. I'm gonna make you forget about him. I'm going to leave my mark on you."

He went back to sucking on her neck. He grabbed her left breast in his hand. Squeezing and plying it in his palm. He didn't hurt her. There was nothing but pleasure. Eventually, he moved to cup it and run his thumb in circles around her nipple. He pulled away from her neck and kissed his way along her shoulders. He kissed down her arms. Stopping to place a kiss at her wrist and suck on her middle finger. He did the same for the other arm. He suckled, nibbled and bit at her breasts. Whatever breast was being overwhelmed by his mouth was being toyed with by a hand.

He kissed along the flat plain of her stomach. Dipping his tongue into her navel. She realized she was getting lost in the pleasure of it and he hadn't even touched her most intimate zones. He seemed to have arrived at the same thought. He yanked her pants and panties off and kissed along her thighs. Finally, he ran his tongue along her slit. As he drew near her clit, he flicked it with his tongue.

She let out a scream as she came. It was brutal in its intensity. Her body shook with the pleasure of it. She was about to come down from it when he placed his mouth over her clit and began to suck. He licked and sucked the flesh into his mouth. The pleasure rode over her in waves. She just kept cumming.

The world seemed to go to white after a while for Jen. When her husband finally let her come down, she was exhausted and wet with sweat. Her body was weak and heavy. She forced herself up. She wanted to return the favor. She pulled at his pants and yanked them off. She reached out for his dick, which was turgid. She put it in her mouth. She began to suck slowly. Mouth moving up and down his shaft. He worked his hands in her hair. He held the back of her head and then began to move her to his pleasure.

Finally, he pulled himself out of her and scooped her up in his arms again. He moved her around so that he was lined up with her pussy. He pushed her against the wall and drove himself into her with one movement. He held her ass in his hands and she leaned her head over his shoulder. He fucked into her, driving her into her like a madman. She had never been fucked this way by him. Every thrust was a stab of pleasure into her.

"Ummm, ummm, ummm," she moaned into his shoulder as he fucked her body.

He sped up momentarily and came inside of her. He dropped her on the bed. She lay there and breathed heavily. When she caught her breath, she sat up to look at him. He had not stopped looking at her.

"Why haven't you fucked me that way before?" she asked.

"I didn't think you would like it," he said.

"We need to talk about this more. That was incredible."

"Good."

"Can you hold me? I need a nap."

"When you wake up, I'm fucking you again. That's all we're doing today."

"Thank god."

She slept for another hour. When she woke up, he kissed her and they were back to the races. This time she returned the favor. Riding him hard and wild. They fucked throughout the house. Things had changed between them. They had many more happy years after this.