Hey guys! I'm starting a new story series but will still continue to write my other story so don't worry. Sometimes it gets too much to focus on one story and I was getting writer's block too often.... I was suggested by a friend to write something else when I get such a block and when inspiration strikes go back to it. I hope it works but I'm happy to present another story in the meantime! Enjoy!
This story is more realistic compared to my other work yet still fictional. All characters are 18+. I hope to explore more of my writing while focusing on emotions of characters in this one. Kinks: Hotpast, loving couple, interracial, dom-sub, rough sex, emotional angst.
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^ A newlywed couple's story about how the husband enjoys hearing about his wife's previous sexual encounters (hotpast) which inevitably leads the couple into deep exploration of both of their fetishes. ^^
**Chapter 1: Introduction**
This story begins with Erik and Claire Thompson; the newlywed couple on their honeymoon in Paris. Erik was a business man in his early twenties who struck gold right out of college with his investments and has never looked back; climbing the ladder each year. His interview was even published in some business magazines for becoming successful at such a young age. But in his mind his biggest accomplishment was landing his amazing wife, Claire.
Claire was like a social butterfly with a confident and strong personality like no one Erik had ever met before. Erik and Claire met when she was still in college working on her business degree. She was working as a barista in the coffee shop near where Erik had his office. Suffice to say Erik's visits to the coffee shop shot up surprisingly high soon after having seen Claire working there.
Erik was a good looking guy with decent enough charm and "game" but he knew damn well Claire was well out of his league. She was practically a different sport altogether as one of his colleague pointed out to Erik when he was looking at Claire working; trying to work up the courage to ask her out. Erik kept trying to muster the courage but every time he went up to her to finally ask her out he would chicken out and simply walk away with just his coffee order.
It was a year later when Claire graduated and was looking for a job that fate brought them back together. Claire landed a job in Erik's rival business and shark that he was in business; Erik managed to poach her right out of the other guy's hands to work for his office. Though if he knew who he was hiring back then he suspects he wouldn't have been so smooth. It was quite a shock for Erik to see her smiling face in his office and to find out what he managed to do without even meaning it. He likes to think his luck changed for the better that day.
He finally managed to ask her out in a few months; taking it as a sign which was exactly the kick in the butt he probably needed back when she was still a barista. But mainly Erik feared he wouldn't get another shot with her if he let this one go; especially considering how many of his coworkers were aiming to ask her out just like him. Erik and Claire dated a little more than a year when Erik knew she was the one to spend the rest of his life with and he didn't hesitate to express his feelings to her; which to his astonishment were shared by Claire if not more. She told him just how right she felt Erik was for her and how she saw nothing but bright future with him.
Just a year from then and a week ago from the present Erik and Claire got married. Erik thought about his life so far and the future he has with his now wife, Claire; as he sipped from his glass of champagne with his gorgeous wife sitting right beside him looking right at the Eiffel Tower brightly lit from their hotel balcony. He still couldn't believe his luck and fortune as he looked at her beauty reflecting the light coming from the lit tower.
Finally Claire frowned and spoke in a stern tone yet hinting playfulness to it "How many times are you going to keep staring at me like that, Erik? I feel like I have something on my face."
Erik chuckled a bit having no clue how obvious his staring must have been for Claire and just apologized "Oops.... sorry honey. Just can't believe my luck."
This time Claire looked right at him as she asked a bit puzzled "Hmmm? Luck? I don't follow? That we are in Paris you mean?"
Erik shook his head and replied "No.... I mean how I landed you babe!" to which Claire promptly tolled her eyes. This was hardly the first time she had heard Erik say this. "Ohhh hush, Erik. You don't need to keep buttering me up to get laid anymore!"Both Erik and Claire laughed at that and watched silently drinking their champagne until Claire reminded him "Okay.... I think my stomach is gonna make sounds now if we don't go and demand they give us a seat to have dinner. This is ridiculous amount of time to wait despite having a reservation!"
Erik realized just how hungry he was too and promptly led her out of their room and down to the hotels dining area; this time intent on unloading some anger on the manager if their table was still not ready. It didn't have to come to that however as when they reached the door to the dining area the hostess quickly ushered them to a corner table with a view out of the window overlooking the tower with her very sincere apology. As they were sitting down Claire ribbed him "I thought you were gonna let them have it, Erik. Or did your anger disappear seeing that hostess?"
Claire had meant it as a joke but Erik was left perplexed by it. He truly had eyes for no one else besides Claire; not just tonight but probably ever since he had first set eyes on her in that coffee place. He quickly scrambled to reply "What?! No ofcourse not, honey. I can still go and...... they gave us our seat so I thought...."Just then Erik noticed the faint smile playing on Claire's thin lips letting him know of her intent to mess with him. "Ohhh! Not funny, Claire! I'll get you back for that..... maybe after our honeymoon though." He added quickly.
But before Claire could respond, their dinner was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Alex King, a familiar face from Claire's past. Alex was with a date of his own, and the hostess was leading them towards a table nearby. Erik looked at Claire in surprise as she tensed up at the sight of her ex-boyfriend; Erik obviously had no idea who this tall and intimidating black man was but from Claire's expression he would deduce that she was surprised to see him there if not a bit scared? Was she truly scared of this guy? Erik thought to himself trying to read the room.
"Alex?" Claire said, looking back and forth between the two men with complex mix of emotions on her face. "What are you doing here?" Then her eyes shifted to his date a little too late and she put it together that he was likely on a date here with her.
Erik started cautiously hoping to cover Claire's seemingly rare conversational stumble "Hi, I'm Erik. And you two know each other how?"
Claire looked slightly panicked but slowly replied before Alex could "This is Alex, honey. Back in college..... he and I used to date for a bit. I just didn't expect to see him here of all places."
Claire took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm herself. She hadn't seen Alex in years, and they hadn't parted on good terms. She didn't want to ruin their honeymoon by getting into a potentially awkward conversation involving herself, Erik and Alex. All this time though Alex had been quietly observing the couple. He was yet to say a single word yet much had happened in front of him to give him a bit of amusement; which was clearly etched on his face. It took Erik a moment to gather his thoughts but he recovered surprisingly quick extending an arm "Hey I'm Erik, Claire's husband. Nice to meet you, Alex." Alex took Erik's hand and shook it firmly while nodding his head in his direction. Alex's eyes briefly fluttered in the direction of Claire's hand to notice the magnificence of the pricey diamond fitted in her ring.
He simply smiled without giving even a hint of emotion leak out as he said "Congratulations, Claire. I knew you had a bright future ahead of you. You always were a good girl though." He winked at Claire and she went beet red at that. Erik noticed the exchange and was about to interject when Alex said firmly "Well I'm kinda on a date with this lovely lady so I'll get to my table before they give it away to someone else! You two..... enjoy your honeymoon. Claire..... maybe you can get in touch with me when you are back home? We can catch up. Good seeing you, Erik."
Not waiting for a reply from either of them Alex led his date to their table but the damage seemed to have already been done. Claire seemed too distracted for the remainder of the meal while Erik wondered what could possibly have happened for his usually confident wife to go into a shell like this. She was a mess around Alex with her face going all red and her stumbling wither her words. Erik had never seen Claire like that ever in his life. The rest of the dinner went in almost silence as both of them ate and when Erik asked if she wanted dessert Claire shook her head claiming she was full. Erik promptly paid and was only too happy to get his wife as far away from the dinning room as he could.
He held her hand tightly, feeling her tension, as they strolled towards the famous Eiffel Tower, trying to think of ways to cheer her up. They walked in silence for a while, Erik stealing glances at Claire, whose eyes were fixed on the tower, lost in thought.
