Jack was a preacher's kid and bought into the system. No drinking, no drugs, no sex before marriage. Not preachy or holier-than-thou; just a good guy. Mandy was a good girl, too, but with an occasional indulgence of her naughty side. She had time to get acquainted with the big three before hooking up with Jack in her mid-20's. Still they hit it off and though they did wait until wedding night, they did everything short of consummation before.
Jack made up for lost time once the rings were exchanged, and who could blame him. Mandy is drop-dead gorgeous. Model-level beauty, the most kissable lips you've ever seen and the perfect balance of good-girl majority and bad-girl minority. Her smile could brighten your year and her scent intoxicates you.
Mandy was slow to reveal her bad-girl side to Jack but he eventually tapped into it. A little play around her back portal led to a little finger exploration capped off by the conquest of the holy grail. Mandy loved anal while Jack played around in front. Orgasm was automatic.
Gradually Jack guessed and finally coaxed Mandy's double penetration fantasy out of her. Just talking about the fantasy during sex made her explode. Whatever shock and guilt Jack may have felt was countered by how good the sex was and how happy he made his wife. Besides, no man in his right mind could deny Mandy anything she wanted.
A vacation offered the chance to take the next step. Passing an adult store spurred a brainstorm. A cautious, embarrassed entrance gave way to excited laughter as they exited with a new toy. The fantasy had a new player. And play they did.
The thing about fantasies though is they continually nag for fulfillment. And vacation again offered up an opportunity. Celebrating an anniversary, Jack and Mandy decided to go down to the motel lounge where they were staying. It was a quiet, piano bar with about 20 to 30 patrons around. Mandy and even the normally tee-totaller Jack enjoyed a few drinks and occasional chat with the people at surrounding tables. In particular, Jack struck up conversation with a guy named Craig at the next table. Craig was about their age, good-looking guy, witty, good with words. They were having a good time.
Mandy did, however, notice a curious look from the two on her return from the bar bringing the next round of drinks. She was used to lustful looks from guys but these looks suggested more than lust. They were talking about her as she walked toward them. They denied it, of course, and she let it go, preferring to focus on the good feeling the alcohol and the music was giving.
When Jack suggested going back to the room, Mandy was ready. She was horny and they had packed the toy. She was ready to play with both.
At the door, Jack asked if she had her key, that he had forgotten his. She thought she particularly remembered him getting his key as they left but she had had a few drinks, so she unlocked the door and let it go. Jack hit the cd play button and the music he had planned for just this occasion came to life. He kissed the most beautiful lips he'd ever seen and the happy couple slowly melted into each other. Clothes slowly came off as the passion quickly heated up. Mandy never heard the door open or approaching footsteps.