Light From the Darness

I woke up early on Monday morning, rolling over to see Taylor still asleep next to me. I stared at her for a few seconds, still in a little shock that she was now my wife and I had just spent the most amazing weekend with her. As I watched her sleep, I noticed a piece of her hair had fallen out of the bun she had it in and was covering her face. I reached out and softly moved it, tucking it behind her ear. As my fingers brushed against her face, she opened her eyes and smiled at me.

"Good morning, beautiful," I said.

"Good morning," she replied back. "I was supposed to wake up before you."

"Why?" I asked her, with a hopeful smile.

"For this," she said as she started to move under the covers.

As I lay flat on my back, I felt one of her hands rubbing my semi-hard cock through my boxers, while her other hand started to pull them down. When my cock was exposed, she wrapped her hand around it and started to jack me off. I moaned as I felt her sticking out her tongue and swirl it around the tip of my cock.

When I was at my full six-inch length, Taylor wrapped her lips around my cock and started to bob her head up and down the first couple inches of my cock, using her hand on the lower portion of my shaft. As I enjoyed the feeling of her sucking my cock, I watched the blanket that was covering us being moved up and down by her head.

It wasn't very long before I knew that I was getting close and I told her that she was doing too good of a job. When Taylor started to moan around my shaft, sending waves of pleasure coursing through it, I moaned loudly as I reached my climax. Feeling my cock throbbing in her head and mouth, Taylor pushed her mouth as far down my cock as it would go and used her hand to jack me off as I started to cum. "Oh, my God," I moaned as I slowly pumped my hips up and down, feeling the cum shooting out of my cock and down her throat.

When I was done, I felt Taylor licking all over my cock with her tongue before she stared to move up the bed. I lifted up the covers as her head poked out and she said, "Now, that is a good morning."

I wrapped my arm around her, pulled her body close to mine, and leaned over to kiss her forehead. After a few minutes, Taylor said, "We should probably get going soon."

We both started to move to get out of the bed and walked to the bathroom. We stripped each others pajamas off before getting into the shower, both of us trying to kiss and touch the other while we washed ourselves off. After getting out, drying off, and getting dressed, we quickly went through the house, making sure we had everything cleaned up, and packed the car before we left to drive home.

A few hours into our six-hour drive home, Taylor looked down at my phone and said, "Oh, baby, you have a bunch of text messages. Do you want me to look at them?"

I glanced down at my phone, sitting in a cup holder in the center console. Wondering who was texting me, I told her of course, as I moved my eyes back to the road. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Taylor's eyes go wide before she laughed and covered her mouth as she said, "Oh, my gosh. I was not expecting that."

She put my phone down as I asked what it was. "Um. I probably shouldn't have looked," she said.

Giving her a confused glance, I went to reach for my phone but she stopped my hand before I could pick it up. "Yeah, no, you shouldn't look at it while you're driving," she said.

"You better tell me then, because I'm really curious what would make you react like that," I said.

"OK, fine," Taylor said, laughing as she grabbed my phone again and unlocked it. I tried to look over to see what it was, but she held her hand over my phone, blocking me from viewing it.

"So, it's from Lauren. Umm, she sent you like four messages. The first is pretty simple, just asking how you're doing and telling her that she misses you. Then she sent you a picture of her face," Taylor told me.

"OK. That doesn't sound too good, but I should probably tell her that I'm married," I said.

"Oh, just wait. The second message, she said that she's been thinking about you a lot, especially at night. And she said, and I quote, 'I think you need to come visit me. My dildo just isn't the same as what you could give me.' And she sent you a pretty risqué photo."

"Oh, my gosh, Taylor, I'm sorry you had to see something like that. I promise, she has never done that before, well, not since everything has happened with you. But, as soon as we stop, I'll call her and tell her about me and you," I said, hoping Taylor wasn't upset.

"Christopher, I'm not mad about it. I'm actually surprised that she hasn't done it before. It's kinda fluttering to be married to a man wanted by somebody else," Taylor said. "Do you want to know what the picture looks like?"

"Are you serious?" I asked her, shocked at her reaction.

"Of course. I can't get mad at either one of you. She has a really nice body. I can see why you two were, or are, attracted to each other," Taylor said, her eyes glued to my phone, twisting it around as she looked at Lauren's photo.

"Is she completely naked in it?" I finally asked after a few moments of silence.

"CHRISTOPHER! I can't believe you would ask your wife that! You should be ashamed," Taylor said before she laughed. "Yes, she is. Standing in front of a full-length mirror. You never told me she was clean-shaven. Do you like that better?"

"Honestly, as long as its groomed and taken care of, it doesn't really matter to me," I told her.

"Hopefully this isn't TMI for you, but I always kept mine pretty much how it is now as I was growing up. Just made it easier while playing sports. But, I let it grow out while I was on my mission. And it was so uncomfortable! I couldn't wait to shave when I got back home," Taylor said with a laugh. "Have you slept with somebody with a full bush down there?"

I laughed and shook my head before saying, "Yeah, I have," as I remembered Stacy and her full bush. I looked over to see Taylor still looking at the picture on my phone before commenting, "You seem pretty interested in that picture."

Taylor laughed and said, "She's a very beautiful woman. I'm surprised that your guys relationship didn't evolve into more then just sex. Did you ever want it to?"

"Not really," I replied. "I was just fine, being single and raising my girls. Even when things started to happen with Lauren. The sex was great and so was having somebody around, but I never really thought about a relationship or anything more until you."

"You're sweet. I love you," she said, leaning over in her chair to kiss my cheek as I drove.

"I love you, too," I responded.

Life progressed quite quickly after Taylor and I arrived back home from our short "honeymoon." Taylor's parents were thrilled to hear that we were engaged, but not super happy to hear that she was going to move in with me. After some discussions, they understood why and helped Taylor move her belongings the short distance to my house.

We were a little worried about how Taylor would fit in with the routine my daughters and I had developed, but she fit in seamlessly. Before, I had to wake up my kids pretty early to get them ready for the day before dropping them off at whoever was watching them or taking them to school that day. But, now, since Taylor went into work later then I did, the kids were able to sleep in a litte, and Taylor helped them get ready, before making sure the older two got on the school bus and dropping the youngest off at the babysitter's house before going to work herself.

We tried to be careful when we were at church, but people quickly figured out that we were, at least, dating and we never corrected anybody. A few had questions about her seemingly always being at my house, to which Taylor was quick to tell them that she had moved in, and to mind their own business.

Sitting at home, two weeks after we got married, I had a movie playing on the TV while Taylor and my youngest slept on the couch next to me, and the older two daughters colored at the kitchen table, when I received a text from Stacy. "So, I heard a rumor today that you and Taylor are in a relationship now?"

"Yes, we are," I responded back. "I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier."

"Its fine. I'm happy for you both. Just know, my offer to give you a blowjob will ALWAYS be open," she texted back.

"Thank you," I told her before we talked about how she was feeling and how Taylor and I got together.

Taylor had once again talked me out of telling Lauren about us, as much as I knew I should. She just said that she was OK with me having a bit of fun and actually admired the pictures that Lauren continued to send me.

That Sunday night, after getting the kids to bed, Taylor was in the bathroom getting herself ready, while I laid in bed, having just received a picture from Lauren. As Taylor came into the bedroom and laid down next to me, she asked what I was looking at. I tilted my phone towards her so that she could see the picture, and Taylor let out a low whistle at the sight of it.

"Does seeing her naked turn you on?" She asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "A little. Its not like an instant turn-on, but it gets me going."

Taylor took the phone from me and asked, "Do you ever miss sleeping with her? Would you do it again?"

"Nah. I'm committed to you and you only," I responded.

"What if I gave you permission to?" She asked.

"We would probably have to have a long, sit down discussion about it before anything would happen," I said. I looked over to see Taylor still looking at the picture of Lauren, laying naked in her bed. "Does looking at it turn you on?" I finally asked her.

"A little. She does have a great body," Taylor said.

I laughed as I took the phone out of Taylor's hands and sat it down to the side. "As do you, my love," I told her as I rolled over, leaned down, and started to kiss her neck. At the same time, I brought my hand around and cupped her breast throught the garment top she wore as a pajama top, giving it a few squeezes before moving to the other breast, and squeezing it.

I moved up to kiss her lips with Taylor eagerly returning my kiss. I slipped my hand inside her garment top, cupping her bare breast and feeling the nipple harden on my palm as I rubbed against it. Taylor wrapped her arms around my neck as I moved my hands between her breasts and began to rub her nipples with my fingers.

Ending the kiss, I moved back down to her neck, softly kissing it, then continued down to her chest, where I used my hand to pull her top up and expose her breasts. Her right breast was closest to me, so I started to lick around the nipple on it first as Taylor moaned softly. I wrapped my lips around the nipple and sucked it into my mouth as I cupped and squeezed her left breast with my hand.

With her nipple in my mouth, I ran my tongue across it over and over, flicking it up and down before letting go, kissing over to her left nipple, and giving it the same treatment. Taylor unwrapped her arms from my neck and moved one in between us, using it to reach into the flap of my boxers, and pull my semi-hard cock out.

As she wrapped her hand around my cock, I moved my hand down to her groin and started to rub her moist vagina through her garment bottoms. With my cock at its full length and thickness as Taylor rubbed her hand up and down my shaft, I slipped my hand inside her underwear, running my fingers through her hair and onto her pussy, where I began to rub her juices around, continuing to suck and lick her nipples at the same time.

"Oh baby. I want you," Taylor moaned as I pushed my finger pass her lips and into her pussy. I pulled it in and out as I moved back up and passionately kissed her lips.

As we both opened our mouths and our tongues swirled together, Taylor started to tug on my cock, trying to get me to climb on top of her. Pulling my hand out of her bottoms and ending the kiss, I sat up on the bed. With lust filling our eyes as we stared at each other, we both quickly pulled our clothes off and tossed them to the floor.

I reached down and wrapped my hand around my cock as I got in position above her. Since we returned home from our honeymoon, a weekend full of sex, Taylor had quickly learned that we had to be a little bit more careful with kids right around the corner from us. That hadn't stopped us from doing it almost every night, but we did have to have a conversation about not being as loud or carefree as we were in St. George.

So, as I inserted my thick cock into her wet pussy and started to push in, Taylor opened her mouth to moan, but clamped her hand over her mouth to stop herself from being too loud. I quietly moaned as well as I filled her and started to thrust my hips back and forth, using my hands on the bed to support myself above her.

"Yes. Yes. Yes," Taylor moaned as I slid in and out of her. She closed her eyes, her arms and legs spread eagle on the bed, and kept her mouth open as I went hard and fast into her. I watched as her medium-sized breasts bounced and swayed under me, and listened as the room filled with the sounds of her moans, the occasional words of encouragement from her, and our groins as they slapped against each other.

"Are you close?" Taylor asked, opening her eyes to look at me. I told her no and asked if something was wrong. "No," she replied back. "I kinda want to try something. Just keep doing what you're doing."

I watched as Taylor reached over to the table next to the bed and grabbed my phone. As she unlocked it, I asked if she was going to record us. "No, just curious about something," she told me. She found whatever she was looking for on my phone, smiling at it, before she lifted the phone above her head and leaned it against the headboard of the bed so that I could see what was on it.

"Really? You want me to look at a naked picture of Lauren while I fuck you?" I asked, looking at the picture Lauren had set me earlier that day.

"Yes. Just curious if it'll change anything," she said, looking up at the picture that would be upside-down to her now, before looking back at me as I continued to look at the picture.

I shook my head at the idea, still focusing on thrusting in and out of her. But, as I looked at the picture of Lauren, seeing her breasts and her vagina in it and knowing what she was thinking as she took it, the memories of sleeping with her came flooding back into my mind and I started to go harder and faster into Taylor.

Over and over I went, trying to go harder, faster, and deeper with every thrust. Taylor continued to moan, having to keep her hand over her mouth as she did so. As I thought about the number of times that Lauren either sucked me off or the different positions that we finished in, and even the random places and times we found to fuck, I started to cum, pushing deep into Taylor as my cock exploded.

Feeling my cock as it pulsated and shot cum into her, Taylor arched her back as she reached her climax at the same time. Wrapping her arms and legs around my body, she pulled me down to passionately kiss her as our orgasms worked through our bodies.

"Oh, my gosh," Taylor moaned as we ended the kiss, my cock went limp and slipped out of her, and we both breathed deeply. "That was awesome."

I laughed as I rolled off her, grabbing my phone, and locking it. "It always is," I said.

"Have you done something like that before? Looking at another naked woman?" She asked me as she climbed over me to get off the bed.

"No, I haven't," I told her.

"It took a second, but I swear you started going harder and faster while you looked at her. It felt different, some how. Maybe we should try it again another night," Taylor mused as she walked to the bathroom.

"Maybe next time I'll flip you over so you could look at it too," I teased her.

"Should have done that tonight," Taylor answered.

A few days later, as I sat in my office at work, Taylor knocked on the door before letting herself in. Giving me a quick kiss, she sat down in my spare chair and said, "So, we might have a little problem." I asked her what it is and she said, "Michelle found out that we're married."