This story contains elements of cuckoldry, bisexuality, chastity, feminine domination, humiliation, and a whole bunch of fuckery. If these aren't your scene, then you should probably search for something else.
If you are picking this up mid-story, you should go back and read the previous chapters.
All characters involved in sexual activity are over the age of eighteen. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is just plain tragic.
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As she fell asleep, Amanda thought about her current situation. Jeff did so much for her, and what he couldn't do for her, he allowed her to seek outside the marriage. He went along with the movie plan. Why did she get so mean to him when she got sexually excited? If there was any alcohol involved, she lost all control. When she started dissing him, the rest of the crew did as well. Jeff didn't deserve that. She thought about what the team thought about her now. As bad as she looked in the mirror on the day after, how badly did they see her the night before? She was going to take the next day off from her job and spend some time with Jeff. "Gotta fix things at home first," she thought as she fell asleep.
Jeff enjoyed cuddling Amanda. He hoped she felt better. As angry as he was about her behavior, he still loved her very much. He worried that Darnell was right about her 'burning out.' But tonight, they were safe in each other's arms.
Amanda awoke first. She kissed Jeff's forehead and went out to the kitchen. She was going to make breakfast for them today. While she was making coffee, she called in sick. She just about had finished cooking when Jeff strolled into the kitchen.
"What's all this," Jeff asked, looking at the spread.
"I want to make a peace offering to you. I've been a real shit to you lately, while you've done everything for me. I've called out for the day; it's just you and me today," she said.
Jeff walked to her, took her in his arms, and kissed her. "Offering accepted," he said.
They finished the prep together and sat at the table with their breakfast.
"This French toast is excellent," Jeff said.
"You probably forgot that I knew how to cook," Amanda laughed.
"Well, where I work out of the home, it has been more efficient for me to do most of the housework," Jeff said, "With your time spent commuting, it probably balances out."
"Doesn't make it right for me to take advantage or take it for granted," she said.
"I enjoy this fresh perspective, I don't want to be a downer, but you've made a few promises before," he said.
"I've broken a lot of promises to you; I'm not proud of it. I can't erase them; all I can say is, I'll try not to do it again, I'll probably fail, and I'll try again," she said, choking back a cry.
"And I'll give you another chance, and then probably other chances after that," Jeff replied, wiping a tear from her cheek. They kissed.
"So where do we stand," Amanda asked softly.
"I'm more worried about you than angry," Jeff answered, "You get out of control sometimes."
"I'm going to cut back on the booze when we're out. I think that's most of my problem," Amanda said.
"That would be a start. I've also decided to avoid the cast or company social events myself. If you want to go, that's fine, but that means I won't be there to bail you out if you lose it like the other night," Jeff said.
"It won't be any fun without you," Amanda replied.
"That's bullshit, Amanda. Once other people showed up, you didn't even know I was there. I sat out on the deck most of the night. You only wondered about where I was when you wanted me to clean your cunt. It might be fun for you and the others, but I haven't had such a great time," Jeff said.
"How can I make it up to you?" Amanda asked.
"Amanda, you keep telling me that you're going to make it up or do something special for me, and it never materializes. We were supposed to do something special last weekend. The cast party and its aftermath screwed that up. So how do you make it up?" Jeff asked.
"I took today off," Amanda said, "We're spending time together."
"I appreciate that, but somehow I don't see this as being a makeup for anything. It's reparative, of course. But I doubt I'm going to feel whole after today is over," Jeff replied.
"We can fool around," she suggested.
"I can't bring myself to it," Jeff said, "The imagery of the other night is still fresh in my mind."
"It hurts when you turn me down; I understand, though," Amanda said with a tear. "So, how do we fix it?"
"It may fix itself if we stop breaking it. You start following through on your commitments to me. You stop making promises that you cannot or won't keep. You don't treat your friends that way; why is it ok to treat me that way?" Jeff asked.
"I know I take you for granted; you're my anchor. I shouldn't, but I know I do," Amanda said tearfully.
"Then stop taking me for granted; I'm not going to put up with playing second fiddle forever," Jeff said.
"You'd leave me?" Amanda asked; the tears were flowing now.
"I have needs that aren't being met. I have made concessions to see that yours are. Those concessions shouldn't be causing as much pain as they are. At some point, you'll break me, and I'll leave," Jeff explained.
"Then tell me how to make it up to you!" Amanda shouted.
"I guess you don't get it; you can't make it up. Focus on stopping further damage. I can't trust any of your promises, and that's what hurts the most," Jeff whispered. He got up and started bussing the table. He was trying to expend his nervous energy.
Amanda followed him to the sink and hugged him from behind. "I'll do better. I hope I can earn your trust again.
He turned around and hugged her back. "I hope so. I've already made quite the investment in us, but the continuing heartache at some point will be worse than just ending our relationship," he said.
"I'll try harder; I will," she said.
"Time will tell," Jeff said, breaking the hug and walking out of the kitchen, heading for a shower.
Amanda stood alone in the kitchen. When she heard the shower, she went upstairs to the bathroom, undressed, and poked her head in the shower. "Got room for another in there? I'll scrub yours if you scrub mine?" she asked.
"Come on in the water's fine," Jeff said, holding her hand as she entered the shower. They hugged and kissed. They eventually washed themselves and each other. When finished, they toweled each other off. "I could never tire of looking at you, Amanda; you're so beautiful," Jeff said, hugging her.
"Take me to bed, no games today. I want to make love with you; please don't make me beg," Amanda whispered.
Jeff picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He lay her on the bed and knelt, and started kissing her vagina. His kisses and licks were tender. He parted her labia and traveled up to poke her clitoris with his tongue.
"I missed that; that feels so good," Amanda moaned.
He moved his tongue around her pubic area, paying close attention to her taint and rimming her ass. Amanda was in heaven. As she approached orgasm, she clasped his head. Jeff then focused on her swollen clitoris. That was all it took for Amanda; she flooded Jeff with her juices. He kept up his ministrations but slowed down. He provided her a letdown. His eyes looked up at her face. Her eyes met his. "Come here, lover," she whispered. Jeff didn't need a second invitation.
They kissed. It was pretty sloppy as Jeff's face had been soaked. They fondled each other. Amanda pushed Jeff over onto his back. "My turn," she said as she kissed her way down his stomach to his cock.
She smothered his balls with kisses, tenderly sucking his balls in one at a time. Jeff groaned.
She moved up to the head of the cock, licked the precum, and took it in her mouth. She thought to herself that Jeff had the perfect cock for sucking; she didn't have to strain or choke to take it all in. She didn't like sucking cock; she loved, however, what it did to Jeff.
"Do you want to come in my mouth?" she asked.
"No. You've told me before that you didn't like it; I don't want you to do anything you don't like," he answered.
She stopped sucking his cock and crawled up and kissed him. "Thank you," she said, kissing him. His penis was rock hard and poking her.
"You should put that cock to good use instead of stabbing me with it," she whispered as she lay on her back.
Jeff positioned himself between her legs and aligned his cock with the entrance of her vagina. Amanda grabbed his cock with her hand and pulled it toward her. "Fuck me, don't make me wait any longer," she said.
Jeff pushed forward and entered Nirvana. Her pussy grasped at his cock as he worked it in. He was holding back his emotions. He wanted to last. Amanda wasn't helping him; she was grinding him, ran her hands up and down his back. Their mouths were locked in a kiss. His right hand was mauling her breasts.
Amanda sensed his approaching orgasm and slowed down; she wanted it to last. "I want to be on top," she said. Without disengaging, they rolled over, and Amanda was in a cowgirl position. She leaned forward, pinched, and tugged on Jeff's nipples. The focus shift postponed Jeff's orgasm. Jeff worked a finger in between them and started rubbing Amanda's clitoris. The effect was instantaneous as Amanda ground against him. She couldn't believe it, although he had never brought her off with a vaginal orgasm before she was about to have one now. It got closer and closer; he rubbed her harder and harder. He pinched her clitoris between two fingers, and that set her off. She leaned forward and buried him in a kiss when her orgasm hit. When her pussy clamped on his cock that sent him over the edge, and he sent rope after rope of cum into her pussy.
Amanda collapsed on top of him, and they lay in their post-coital bliss giving each other gentle kisses. Amanda was in no rush to disengage. She felt inside that the lovemaking left her the most satisfied she had been in the longest time. She felt an almost spiritual bond with Jeff that she hadn't felt in the longest time.
Jeff was a little confused. Amanda usually wanted him to perform cunnilingus on her after he came to clean her up. She was lying on top of him, embracing him. He was feeling a connection to Amanda that he hadn't felt since she started seeing other people. Jeff felt Amanda go limp and begin to snore gently. Jeff tightened his hug, and then he fell asleep.
They woke up later in the afternoon. They cuddled and made small talk.
"I haven't felt connected to you like that in a while," Amanda said, kissing Jeff.
"It was nice, almost spiritual," Jeff replied.
She nuzzled him. "Sex was getting too mechanical, thank you for reminding me," she said.
"Thank you for allowing it to happen," Jeff answered.
"Looks like we need another shower," Amanda laughed.
They got up to clean up. They left the bed unmade to air. They lounged after their shower. They ordered take-out for dinner. The two enjoyed dinner while they watched a movie.
The movie was interrupted by Yvette, who stopped by to check up on Amanda and bring her things.
