Aspen's Passionate Love Affair

Instead of leaving on Sunday, Anthony and Aspen left Friday afternoon, they took a flight from Miami to Jacksonville which took fifty-five minutes. Anthony wanted to spend alone time with Aspen. From there, they were driven to Anthony's condo house at the beach. It's identical to Autumn's condo house, even inside.

"This is the same as Autumn's."

"Yes, it is and I love it."

He brought her upstairs to his room and on the wall, two wolves were howling at the moon.

"That is his mate. Wolves mate for life."

"That's beautiful," she said, turning around and kissing him very deeply. They took off their clothes. She laid him down on the bed and kissed him. She guided his member inside her as he bent his knees. She moved slowly as she put her hands on either side of him. She moaned as she enjoyed the feel of his member. She loved the feel of his hands on her ass.

"You're so smooth, wet, and hot," said Anthony. She laid down flat on him and kissed him deeply. He kissed her neck as she caressed his body. He rolled her over onto her back as he lifted her right leg over his shoulder. She put her arms over her head as she enjoyed the feel of his member. Anthony just loved her breasts, they were so perfect. Then she caressed her breasts as he watched as he was starting to feel the sensation. She caressed down to her thighs which made the feeling even more intense. He put her leg down and laid down as the sensation was getting stronger. They both reached climax and waited for their bodies to relax. He got off of her and gathered her into his arms.

"That was fantastic," he said.

"Yes, it was."

"What would you like for dinner?" he asked.

"What do you have?"

"How about Teriyaki Chicken Stir Fry?"

"Oh, that sounds delicious."

"Awesome," said Anthony, getting dressed.

When they were about to get everything ready for dinner, Anthony's phone rang.

"Sure, no problem."

"What's the matter?"

"There is a show tonight. Lauren changed the schedule."

"I thought you were doing that on Sunday."

"Not anymore."

"Can she do that?"

"Yeah, she can," he said, walking out of the kitchen.

Ten minutes later they showered and got dressed.

"There will be two vehicles coming. One to pick me up with my wife in it and the other one for you. The world doesn't know that my wife and I are separated."

"Ok."

They arrived at Daily's Place fifteen minutes later. The driver dropped Aspen off at the back door and Anthony and his wife, at the front door. The crowd cheered when he got out of the vehicle. He signed some autographs and went into the building. He walked into a room and there he met up with his bandmates and Aspen. He introduced them to Aspen.

"This is Ace our drummer, Joe on base, and Vince on electric guitar. This is Aspen."

"Nice to meet you," they said.

The door opened and Lauren, Anthony's wife walked in. She had long dark hair and dark eyeliner, she wore a black sleeveless mock neck keyhole mini dress.

"Hey guys, how are you?"

"Good," they all said.

"Go out there and don't disappoint me. Anthony, I would like to speak with you."

"Lauren, this is Aspen."

"Good to meet you," said Aspen, holding out her hand for a shake.

"Likewise. Anthony, I need to speak with you," said Lauren, walking into another room. Anthony followed her and she slammed the behind her. She turned around and slapped him in the face.

"Is that another one of your whores?"

"No, she's a fan of mine."

She slapped him again.

"Liar! You're screwing her, I can tell," she said, pushing him against the wall. "Are you screwing her?" Lauren asked, putting her hand on his chest.

"Yes."

"Good then. Now, aren't you happy that you admitted the truth?"

"Yes. Why did you change the showtimes?"

"Because I can."

She kissed him and scratched her nails down his chest.

"Don't ever lie to me again. Understand?"

"Yes."

"Excellent. It's always good to tell the truth. Remember this, if you ever hand me divorce papers, I will tell the world about your infidelity. Do you understand me?"

"Yes. Loud and clear."

"Good, because I can destroy you. Now, go out there and don't disappoint me," said Lauren, punching him in the arm and walking out the door.

"Don't disappoint me, fellas," said Lauren, clapping. She gave Aspen a dirty look and left the room. Aspen saw Anthony walk out of the other room and rub his chest.

"Is everything ok?" Aspen asked.

"Yes, everything is fine. Are you guys ready?"

"Yes," they all said.

Aspen watched Anthony from backstage and she loved the sound of his voice.

"So you like screwing my husband."

Aspen was startled by Lauren's voice.

"I beg your pardon."

"You like screwing my husband. That's ok, you're not the first. Just to let you know, we have no plans to divorce, so don't get too attached."

"I'm not looking for a relationship. I'm just looking for casual sex, nothing more."

"Good, 'cause he's mine," said Lauren, walking away. The screaming crowd got Aspen out of her trance and saw Anthony and the others walking off the stage and into the dressing room. Two minutes later, a girl who looked to be about twenty came walking in. She had long brunette hair, had low-cut tank top, and short shorts. She grabbed Anthony's hand and shut the door to the other room.

"Oh Anthony, I couldn't wait for this night to see you," she said, pushing and sitting him on the couch. She unzipped his pants and licked his member. She gently squeezed his balls as she sucked on it. She took off her shorts, got on his lap took off her top, and eased herself inside him.

"I missed you so much," she said, kissing him. "I waited all night for this. Mmmm, you feel so good."

He kept his hands on her hips. He didn't want to touch her breasts. They felt gross and they were big and droopy. He couldn't stand to look at them, so he closed his eyes.

"Mmm, you make me feel so good," she said, moaning. "Do I make you feel good?"

"Sure."

Anthony couldn't wait for this to end.

"I'm almost there."

She let out the loudest moan and collapsed on him.

"That was so fantastic. Do you think so?" the girl asked, putting her forehead on his.

"I'm going to be honest with you. It wasn't fantastic. Maybe in the beginning, but not anymore."

"What! I can't believe I'm hearing this. You always enjoyed having sex with me. Now you're no longer interested?"

"That's right. You need to find someone your age."

"No, don't say that. I only want to be with you. You're the only one I want to have sex with. Guys my age don't know how to have sex. They're all sloppy."

"Well, find some other older guy that will fulfill your needs."

"Ok, fine, I will," she said, getting up and dressed. "You just lost yourself a fan," she said, picking up her bag and leaving the room. Anthony got up, went into the bathroom, and cleaned himself off. He walked out to the other room and joined the others. Half an hour later, everyone left the venue and Aspen joined Anthony at his condo. She walked upstairs and found him in the bathroom, he had his shirt off and he was looking at himself in the mirror. She walked in and noticed scars on his back and then she noticed the scratches on his chest.

"Oh my, who did that?" asked Aspen, wetting a washcloth and dabbing on the scratches.

"Lauren. After she closed the door, she slapped me in the face. She asked me if you were one of my whores and I said no, she is a fan of mine. She slapped me again and she called me a liar. She knows we're having sex. She asked me again if I'm screwing you and I said yes. Then she asked me am I happy that I told the truth and I said yes. She kissed me and then scratched her nails down my chest. Then she tells me don't ever lie to her again and that it's always good to tell the truth. If I hand her divorce papers, she will tell the world about my infidelity."

"Did she put that scar near your eye?"

"Yes. She said it was accidental and I don't agree."

"She had me pinned against the wall. She had one hand on my chest and the knife in the other. I tried prying the knife out of her hand and I moved the wrong way. Had to have stitches."

"What did you tell the doctor?"

"I told him I slipped and fell in the kitchen and the knife landed just right."

"Why is she abusing you?"

"Lauren and I have been married for three years. We've been separated for a year. Since I was a little boy, I wanted to be a rock star. When I was ten, I would mow the people's lawns around the neighborhood every Saturday and they gave me twenty dollars. I saved up that money and bought myself a guitar and learned to play it every day. When I was fourteen, me and my friends played in the garage. By the time I was eighteen, me and the band played in clubs. A few minutes after we were done playing, this man approached us. He said he was the Manager of Records Inc. Richard was his name. The next day, we went to his office, and showed me what he would be doing and I signed some paperwork. Then he set us up with a record producer. I wrote a couple of songs and it took some time and after a year, we went on tour. Six months into the tour, he died. His daughter Lauren took over after. We started dating a few months later, and then we got married a year later. One year into the marriage, we tried to get pregnant, but she wasn't pregnant. Too much stress the doctor said, so we took some time off and tried again. That second time, she still wasn't pregnant. The doctor said she's healthy She was sad at the time, so I'm thinking maybe later on she'll change her mind. She got depressed after and we went to talk to a therapist. It helped some, but she wasn't feeling better. We went back to work and just concentrated on what we were supposed to be doing. The next year, she became very distant and didn't want anything to do with me. So I asked her if she wanted a divorce. She said no and if I hand her divorce papers, she will ruin me."

"Why?" Aspen asked.

"I don't know. She walked away after that and I didn't ask again. So a week later, I started seeing other women. She found out and she didn't care. Don't worry, I get checked out after, so I'm clean."

"How about Autumn? Can she do anything?"

"No, no one can. I'm stuck."

"There has got to be some other way. There's got to be."

"Well, when you find out, let me know," said Anthony, walking out of the bathroom into the bedroom. She followed him and turned him around.

"We will and we will fight. We can't her get away with anything," said Aspen, putting her hands on his face.

"I don't either," said Anthony, putting his hands on her hips.

She kissed him deeply and put her arms around his neck. She stopped and took off her clothes, he did the same. She laid him down on the bed and got on top of him. She kissed him deeply as she caressed his neck as he caressed her body. She sat up and took his member and put it inside her. She moved slowly as the feeling of his member made her feel wonderful. She closed her eyes and caressed her breasts. She moaned with each thrust. Anthony sat up and they kissed deeply as she kept moving. She caressed his smooth back as he did hers.

"You're the only woman I want to have sex with," said Anthony.

Aspen smiled. "You're the only man I want to have sex with."

She laid him down as she picked up the pace some. Anthony closed his eyes as he was enjoying the tense feeling of being inside her. She was so smooth, wet, and soft. He was so getting turned on. He turned her over onto her back.

"You're so hot and wet," said Anthony, whispering in her ear.

"You're so hot," replied Aspen.

She was starting to feel the sensation. He linked his hands with hers. He picked up the pace some as he was feeling sensation.

"Why do you feel so incredible?" he asked.

The sensation was getting stronger. Aspen held on tightly as they moaned together and then climaxed. When Anthony was relaxed, he got off of Aspen and gathered her in his arms.

"It gets better all the time. I think we're sexually compatible. We know how to turn each other on. Tomorrow night's show is going to be awesome. There will be fireworks afterward. I was also thinking you could stay until Sunday. What do you think?"

"That would be awesome."

Aspen arrived back in Miami Sunday afternoon. Michael noticed Aspen walking into her house, so he walked over. He entered Aspen's house and looked around. He didn't see Aspen so he went upstairs. As he got close to her room, he heard moaning. He peeked inside to see that she was having sex with Anthony. Michael missed having sex with her.

"You're so incredible," said Aspen, moaning.

They were both moaning, so Michael quickly walked out of the house and back to Autumn's house. When he walked in, he found Autumn sitting at the kitchen counter working on her laptop.

"That was fast," said Autumn, not looking up.

"She's having sex with Anthony. I got out of there."

"Give them half an hour then go back. While you're waiting, how about a quickie?" asked Autumn taking off her top. Michael just stood there, so Autumn continued with her typing. Michael walked over and stood behind her. He unzipped his shorts and they fell to the floor. He took off her underwear and entered her from behind and put his hands on the counter. Autumn drank the whole glass of water.

"You're so hot," said Michael, whispering in Autumn's ear.

She closed her eyes as he rubbed her stomach and then up to caress her breasts. She took his right hand down to her vagina and rubbed it slowly.

"You're so magnificent. Don't stop."

"You're so wet," Michael said, lightly biting her ear.

Autumn was starting to feel some sensation and then it got stronger. She started moaning and then she climaxed.

"Wow, what a greeting," said Anthony.

"Shit!" said Autumn, ducking behind the counter. So did Michael. She put on her underwear and top and stood up.

"Use the front door next time."

"How was I to know you were going to have sex in the kitchen," said Anthony, smiling.

"I'll call you next time."

"Hi Michael," said Anthony.

"Hello. I'm going to see Aspen. I'll be back."

"Ok."

"So, how is everything?"

"Good. Aspen and I have a plan to take down Lauren."

"Really. Do tell."

Michael ran to Aspen's house. He ran up the stairs and when he walked into her room, she was dressing. She looked up and was startled.

"Michael. You scared me. What are you doing here?"

"I would like to talk to you about something."

"Ok, talk, but make it quick," said Aspen, dressing and then putting clothes in her suitcase.

"Are you leaving again?"

"Yes. Anthony and I are going back to Jacksonville."

"Why?"

"His wife is abusing him and I'm going to help."

"How?"

"Going undercover of course. I'm going to put a hidden camera on a pin on my clothes and his. She'll never know."

"Just be careful."

"I always am."

Ten minutes later, Michael and Aspen arrived at Autumn's house.

"I heard the whole story. I want you to take that bitch down!"

"I will try."

"Do it, please. No one abuses my brother and gets away with it."

"I will keep you posted," said Aspen, walking out the door.

"Hey wait," Michael said to Anthony.

"Take care of her."

"I will," Anthony said, smiling.

Michael watched from the window. Anthony put everything in the trunk of his car, got in the car, and drove off. He was going to miss her.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine," Autumn said, taking his hand.

"I hope so."

"You know what would cheer you up? Come on upstairs," she said, pulling him.