Chapter Five: Meeting the Neighbors
I pulled apart the cardboard base of the last box, collapsing it into a flat sheet, before easily sliding it into the other collection of boxes set to be recycled. After two days of unpacking, Dennis and I were finally settled into our new house.
It was much nicer that our cramped apartment. It was two floors, with a furnished basement and attic space. The three bedroom and two and half bathroom house was situated in a small, quiet neighborhood with a good school district. It was a great starter home for a couple like us.
The move was especially needed for me. Since our wedding, I had been going on a cheating bender, finding sexual satisfaction in any man, even strangers. I was ashamed of my behavior and afraid of it ruining my marriage to Dennis, but I couldn't stop. My physical needs were overpowering my mind. I needed to get away from the city life and the ease of access to a multitude of willing men.
I had two hours before Dennis was due home for work. I decided with the house fully unpacked, I was going to make a nice dinner to celebrate the move. It was the least I could do to pass the time and keep my mind off my sordid affairs.
By the time Dennis had arrived home, I had prepared his favorite dinner of grilled lemon chicken with green beans and a baked potato.
"Liz, this is amazing. What's the occasion?"
Oh, just kissing up to you for fucking four guys in the last month, I thought. I had to stop dwelling on this. It wasn't going to help my marriage if I kept living in the past.
"The house is completely unpacked, so I thought I'd make a nice dinner since I had a lot of free time," I finally replied with a coy smile.
Dennis wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him.
"Look at you, my little house wife. You're perfect."
He gave me a quick kiss before pulling away to change out of his work clothes and wash up for dinner. As he did that, I poured him a glass of white wine and lit the candles at the the dinner table. It was a romantic setting.
Dennis came back into the room and promptly sat at the table, famished. As we ate, we enjoyed the standard dinner conversation. It was boring and I found my mind occasionally wandering to other things, like Jack and Alex.
The last time I saw Jack, I was leaving my apartment for the last time. He gave me a heartbroken look as I passed him in the lobby for the final time. Although he hadn't told Dennis about my infidelity, he was unable to forgive me for seducing him. I was upset that I had let my animalistic desires break up our friendship. I knew it would never recover and had accepted that. It still didn't make me feel any better about what I had done.
Alex was an even more painful memory. My wedding day lover and the ultimate betrayal to Dennis. Not only had I broken my marriage before it had begun, I had caused a rift between Dennis and Alex. According to Dennis, Alex moved out of state soon after our wedding and had all but cut off every member of our group. Dennis had chocked it up to his job, but I knew the truth. It had been my fault, but it was not clear as to the exact damage I had done.
"Liz, what do you think?"
"Huh?" I responded, finally coming back to reality.
"I said how do you think this room would look painted red? I think it would look nice with the new dining room table."
"Oh, yea. That would be lovely." I forced myself to forget my thoughts and focus on this time with my husband.
After dinner, Dennis and I moved to our living room, cuddling up on our couch to watch a movie. These moments together had been rare as of recent, so I was savoring this time in my husband's arms.
Halfway through the film, Dennis turned to me and kissed me gently. It was sweet and loving. He pushed himself on top of me, forcing me to lie on the couch.
The kiss grew more aggressive with each passing second, until Dennis pushed his tongue deep into my mouth. He swirled his tongue around mine, curving it around my mouth. My hands found their way to his face and I pulled him away. He looked down at me confused.
"Dennis," I started, unsure of what I was going to say. Part of me wanted to fess us, but the small tingle between my legs was making it difficult to succumb to the logical thing.
"I really, want us to. You don't know how badly I need it," I whispered in my seductive voice.
"Go upstairs, baby," Dennis smirked. "I'll shut everything down and be up in a minute."
With a smile, I bounded up the stairs to our new master bedroom. I stripped entirely and laid on the bed in a sexy pose. I was guaranteeing Dennis would not be backing out of this.
When he walked into the room, his eyes lit up in surprise. I beckoned him forward with my finger and he happily obeyed, removing his shirt in the process. He reached me on the bed and pushed me back, positioning himself between my legs.
He started kissing me again, his lips sliding against mine. His hands went to my exposed breasts, massaging and playing with them. His thumbs twisted and pulled at my nipples. I was growing wet from the attention and panted against his mouth in response.
His finger slid down my torso, barely touching my skin, eventually stopping between my legs. His fingers touched my wetness, rubbing against the exterior of my dripping lips.
"Oh God, Liz," Dennis groaned, dropping his face between my legs. Instantly, his tongue was licking the outside of my aching pussy. I moaned as pleasurable pressure built up in my body.
My hand moved to the back of Dennis's head, pushing his face deeper into me until his tongue finally plunged into me. I gasped and writhed and he brought his finger to my clit, circling it to bring me closer to my climax.
Dennis was a master manipulator of my pussy. His tongue alternated between stroking my inside walls and fucking me like his cock soon would. My orgasm was climbing higher as he continued to pleasure me. Instinctively, I ground my pelvis against his face, but Dennis stilled my hips, keeping control over me.
"Liz, I can't wait anymore. I need inside you now," Dennis said, undoing his pants to free his six inch member.
