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When they got into the car, Vickie opened the map program, closed her eyes, and stuck her finger on the screen. Opening her eyes, she told Ted "Guess we're going to Asheville. Haven't been there in several years." She programmed the destination into the GPS and Ted drove off.
They were both silent for the first few hours of the trip, processing the experiences they had had over the past two days. Neither was fully able to reconcile their feelings, which seemed to be a confusing mixture of excitement, repulsion, curiosity, pleasure, and desire.
Just before noon they pulled into Maggie Valley and decided to stop for lunch. Ted pulled into Legend's Sports Bar and Grill and they entered and found a table. Vickie ordered a beer to go with the burger she planned to have and Ted, as the driver, asked for ice water.
"I'm sure we've both been thinking about nothing but Consent since we left. Are you ready to share your thoughts?" Vickie asked him
"I still haven't figured out how I feel about it all, to be honest. On the one hand, much of it was sexy as hell and I get hard just thinking about it. Then I remember that part of it entails letting strangers fuck my ass and my wife...and I'm sure my wife's ass. Not sure I can handle that," he explained.
"I get that and I have much the same feelings. I hated seeing those men rape your ass, but I loved seeing Shawday as she straddled you and swallowed your cock in her pussy. I know exactly what that feels like and as she fucked you it was as if you were inside me," Vickie said.
"Yeah, when those women went down on you I thought it was one of the sexiest things I'd ever seen. But when Ling fucked you with her strap on, this tiny little Asian woman with a cock bigger than mine, I almost lost it."
"Okay, so I'm sensing we're not ready to buy a time share. Maybe there's a middle ground," he said.
"What kind of a middle ground?" she asked.
"There are websites that cater to 'adult situations'. People go on them to find other, like minded, people. Most common, from what I hear, are couples looking for other couples or, most often, single women for threesomes. We could create a profile with alias names and see if we can find others to experiment with."
"What kind of others? Women, men, couples?" Vickie said.
"Dunno, maybe all three. We'd have to talk about the things from Consent that we enjoyed and look for people to do those again. The advantage is that we don't have to commit to the Consent version 'free use' thing - we can set boundaries. I'm putting no anal sex as a bottom on the top of my list!"
"Okay, that sounds like a compromise. Let's head to Asheville and tonight we can both write up two lists - Want to Do, Won't Do," Vickie said.
Asheville was only about 45 minutes from Maggie Valley, so when they arrived they found the downtown area, parked, and explored the wine shops, brewpubs, restaurants, and retail stores. When three o'clock rolled around they drove to the hotel Vickie had booked from the car and got checked in.
Once in their room, Ted took Vickie in his arms, kissed her deeply, and began to undress her. She followed his lead and soon they were both naked. Vickie pulled back the bedspread, blanket, and top sheet and they laid together.
After the tumultuous last two days each wanted nothing more than an emotional connection with the one they loved. When Ted climbed between her legs and eased his member into her waiting opening they both felt the same bliss they had the first time they had made love. They moved together, slowly and gently, and lasted longer than perhaps any other time. When Vickie finally reached the point of no return her pussy didn't scream but softly purred contentedly, and pushed Ted over the edge. When he normally would have driven as hard and deep into her as he could, this time he lay still, and let his climax just happen.
They both experienced the most sensual, satisfying, and yet calm orgasm of their lives. While they would normally be out of breath, hearts beating rapidly, and on the edge of exhaustion, this time they were relaxed, calm, and feeling the deepest love for their partner they could imagine.
They fell asleep in each other's arms, Ted still on top of her and between her legs. When he finally awoke he knew his cock had shrunk and left her and he felt guilty to be pressing his weight on her. He moved gingerly, lifting his body off hers and moving next to her. She immediately rolled onto her side and wrapped her arm around him, still asleep but not yet willing to being apart from him.
Ted lay next to his wife, watching her sleep, hearing her breathe, and feeling her arm across his chest. An hour later she finally woke, and immediately smiled at the sight of him. "Morning sleepyhead," he smiled.
"Isn't it evening or at least late afternoon?" she asked. "How long was i asleep?"
"About and hour and a half. I've been awake for the past hour."
"Mmmmmm. I'm hungry - for food this time," she said.
The shower wasn't large enough for the two of them, so Ted waited while Vickie cleaned up and then took her place. Once he'd dried and dressed they headed down to the lobby where Ted asked the concierge for a restaurant recommendation. Punching the address into his map program they exited and gave the valet the claim stub for his car. Once it was retrieved they got in and drove away.
Dinner was at an excellent Italian restaurant. Vickie selected the Gnocchi with Sage Butter and Cheese Sauce, while Ted decided to try the Tuscan Rabbit. He ordered a bottle of Brezza Barolo as the notes of red berry, rose, camphor and dark spices would perfectly compliment both their meals. When they finished he asked if she wanted dessert, something neither of them indulged in often, but she declined. Settling the tab, they drove back to the hotel.
Taking two sheets of hotel letterhead from the desk, Vickie found two pens. She handed one sheet and one pen to Ted and said, "Okay, time to soul search. Draw a line down the middle of the page and title one side "Want to Do" and the other "Won't Do". Then start filling it out."
Ted gave the desk to her and sat in the armchair, propping his paper up on the room service menu notebook. Thinking back on his experiences in Consent, he immediately put "Anal bottom" on the Won't side. For the next half hour both thought about their desires and listed each activity in the appropriate column.
When Ted had run dry, he watched Vickie for several minutes during which she added nothing to her lists. "I think we may both have run out of ideas," he said. "Shall we compare?"
"Yes. Why don't you read your list of Wants and I'll put a checkmark on mine it I have the same thing."
