Almost

Almost

Disclaimer: All characters and settings are fictional. All similarities between these characters and real people or places are coincidental. No descriptions or representations of characters under 18 participating in sexual contact or behavior.

Prologue: Cheating isn't the act of sexual intercourse that's just what happens when someone decides to ignore their vows. Cheating is choosing by action or omission to refuse to honor your promise to your spouse. The most common way any of us cheat is failing to cherish our spouse.

We were almost there. Chloe and I had just celebrated our 25

th

anniversary and were preparing to send our youngest off to college in a few short months. Sydney had graduated in the spring and planned to spend the summer traveling with her friends. I was so proud of her. She finished in the top 5 of her class and scored high enough to receive a full scholarship at Oklahoma State.

Our other two had done well enough to get partial scholarships and we had faithfully saved to ensure they could pursue their educational goals. Now they were nearing the end of their college years and would build their own lives. Starting with twins had caused us to wait a few years before having Syd but the 4 and a half years had given us the right amount of time to nurture them and still have time for our baby. Stephen, Samantha, and Sidney were well on their way to being full-time adults.

"Hey, Aaron..." my wife Chloe said to get my attention.

"Yes gorgeous," I gave my standard quick reply. Not that it was in any way trite. Chloe was still as gorgeous to me as the day we met. She turned 47 this past fall and I still took every opportunity to put my hands on her body. Her breasts and hips were fuller now after the three children but she still had a tight waist and backside. I loved to trace her curves with my hands when I stood behind her and with my fingertips when I was lying next to her naked form.

"What's on your mind?" I asked her as I set down my phone and engaged her eyes.

"They're looking for a new curriculum coordinator for the school district and I think I'm ready to get out of the classroom."

My wife must be a saint because she had spent the last 12 years as a middle school math teacher. I don't know how she did it but I admired her strength and tenacity.

"I think that sounds wonderful. Less time grading tests and more time for amorous pursuits," I replied with a lecherous grin.

"You're soo bad," she returned my grin as she slipped into my lap. My hands promptly found their way to her wonderful backside and hip.

"I don't see a problem, what do you need to do to get the job?" I asked her sincerely.

She frowned and wrinkled her adorable nose. "I would have to start working on my master's and I may want to keep going until I got my doctorate."

"That sounds manageable; if that's what you really want. It could take a few years but it will keep that sharp mind stimulated while I make sure that your body has all it can handle."

"You're okay with it?"

"Absolutely, babe. You're the reason I was able to finish my MBA and start my business. We've done it all together and will do this together too."

"Thank you, Aaron, you spoil me you know."

"It's mutual, babe. Let's go to the pool and explore our options."

She gave me a little smile and pushed off my chest running off as quick as a cat, giggling, and shucking clothes as she went. I chased after her laughing and doing my best to follow her example.

By the time I reached the poolside, she had dove in and I could see her naked form floating on her back in the water. Her beautiful auburn hair was splayed out in the water like a halo. Her pale freckled body was relaxed and inviting. Her pale pink nipples were standing at attention from the coolness of the water. Her green eyes were closed and a playful smirk danced on her lips. I couldn't have been happier if I tried. I loved Chloe with my whole heart and soul.

I eased into the water so that waves wouldn't swamp her face. As I approached, she cracked an eyelid and her smile grew. "Is this what you had in mind, handsome?"

"You've been about the only thing on my mind for the last 24 years," I whispered. "Chloe, I love you so much."

"Prove it, big boy. Show me you love me," she teased.

I immediately scooped her up in my arms and kissed her like I did when we were 20-somethings. I could never get enough of her.

"Mmmm," she moaned before breaking our kiss. "That's a good start but I think you have more to offer."

I carried her to the poolside and held her against the wall. She instantly wrapped her legs around me to give me access to her loving pussy. The pool couldn't disguise or wash away the slipperiness of her cunt as I slid easily into it. Once all the way in I could feel her engage her Kegel muscles and grip almost the length of my cock. She smirked as I groaned and slowly pushed in and out.

"You're so incredible," I whispered to her.

"I know," she replied with a giggle. She kissed her way my ear and whispered, "Aaron, I want it hard baby. I want you to fuck the love into me."

I grabbed her hair and pulled her back so I could look into her eyes. The defiant gleam that I was looking for was clear. I lifted her off my cock and spun her around. She started to bend at the waist so I could re-enter her, but I kept back straight by pulling her hair that was still wrapped in my fist. "Oooh, don't take it away, baby. I need that big dick. Please, Aaron, don't take it away."

This was our game. I really liked to make love to my wife and she really liked it when I fucked her. Today she was going to get it her way.

I marched her to the lounger and held her at attention by gripping her hair. "You want me to fuck you, Chlo?"

"Yes, baby. I want you to fuck me hard and fast."

I kept her hair tight in my right hand and began to rub her puffy pussy with my left. She slowly moved her hips in concert with my hand. This had the added benefit of rubbing her ass against my dick. I decided to tease her a little longer.

"I don't know, Chloe. You don't seem to want it bad enough," I whispered in her ear as I moved my fingers along the sides of her clit.

"I do, baby. I want it in my pussy right now," she moaned.

"Get down there with your ass up for me but your going to wait to come until I tell you to do it. Do you understand?" I was edging her and finally released her hair.

"Yes sir, please Aaron, I want it now baby," she said as she assumed the position.

"Don't come," I ordered her as I entered as slowly as possible and she began to buck against me.

"Please Aaron, fuck me until I come, baby. I want it now."

"Not yet," I tell her again as I picked up the pace.

"Can't, can't wait anymore," she groaned as she began to shudder. "Ohhh!!!!" she wailed as I felt her vaginal walls contract and milk my shaft. Finally, she collapsed on the teak lounger, sliding free from me and my dick. "S-s-sorry," she panted, "I couldn't hold back anymore."

She looked at me as I stood towering over her with my cock dripping with her juices but still as hard as it could possibly be. "I was bad for not waiting for you, wasn't I?" she asked coquettishly.

I nodded silently in reply.

"Are you going to make me do bad girl things now?"

Again, I nodded.

"You're going to make me take in the ass aren't you," she asked quietly. It was all part of our game. She was calling all the shots but wanted to feel like I was the one forcing her to act like a slut. I can't say that I don't enjoy it.

"It's what bad girls do and you know that I love fuck my little bad girl in her tight little butthole. Are you going to give it to me or do I have to take it?"

"You can have it, sir. I'll kneel here while you fuck my ass, but please sir, be gentle with me."

I wavered for a moment almost dropping out of character but I knew that she still wanted me to be forceful. "Then you better make me come quickly because I'm going fuck you nice and hard until I do."

She dropped her knees in front of me and began slurping on my cock to get me right to the edge. My dick is difficult for her to take in her anus but it was something that we both enjoyed when it was done infrequently. She felt me start to thrust into her mouth and knew that I wouldn't last much longer.

I knew I had been completely set up when she reached under the side table and pulled out her favorite lube. She had planned every step of this seduction. She poured a generous amount into her hands and began to stroke my cock faster to maintain my urgent need. She also slipped her other hand between her cheeks and prepared her backdoor for me.

"Get into position, Chloe. I'm ready to fuck your sweet ass."

She positioned herself ass up but with her head turned so that she could see me as I entered her. I slipped my dick along the length of her butt a few times before I lined up to enter her. "Relax, baby, you've had my cock back here before."

She trembled slightly as I popped the head into her tight sphincter. A groan escaped her lips as I paused to allow her to adjust to my presence. Then I pushed slowly deeper until my balls were being drenched by the fluids seeping from her cunt. I paused again and ordered her, "Rub your sweet little clit for me, baby. I want to feel you clench my dick with your tight little hole."

She moaned and began to obey my commands. I rocked slowly in and out a few times before I accelerated my pace. I knew that the friction and her previous teasing would push me over the edge quickly.

"Can you come like a good girl for me?"

"Y-y-yes sir," she tried to say. "It's so big and my booty is so tight but I will come for you."

I paused my motion while she concentrated on playing with her button. "So close, so close...uhh, I'm going to come, Aaron." That was my cue to let go myself and pound her sweet, tight hole.

I felt the involuntary contractions and slipped out until just the head of my cock remained in the tightness of her ass. Watching her shake and moan pushed me over the edge and I unloaded a massive amount of come into the entrance of her butthole.

"Ohhhh...Aaron that was almost too much. I'm not sure that I can walk back into the house."

"Chloe, you're incredible, baby. I will carry you inside as soon as my vision clears. Wow! Baby."

She smiled at me and pulled me down in the lounger with her. We cuddled together as I traced her curves with my fingertips.

****

Our life together had been a fairytale. We both graduated from a state school in Oklahoma and married the summer after our graduation. I had enrolled in the MBA program at a private college in Siloam Springs, Arkansas. I interned at a major freight company during my sophomore and junior years, which gave me some ideas that I wanted to use in my own business.

We hadn't planned on having children so early in our marriage but we weren't brokenhearted when we found out. We were overwhelmed when we found that Chloe was carrying twins. I had to take out some heavy student loans to finish my MBA as quickly as possible and even then I was little help to my wife for the first 6 months of our babies' lives.

For the past 25 years, we have experienced the joys of married life with very few dark days. We had worked to support her mom and dad while she battled breast cancer but her mom had beaten back the monster and was still around. My parents were older but in good health. Our kids were doing well, our finances were fantastic. We were at the summit and I knew that things wouldn't be perfect forever but I thought the next 5 years would be the best years of my life.

****

Chloe re-enrolled in our alma mater seeking her Master's in Education. We both believed she would sail through graduate school with little difficulty; however, we failed to account for the changes that transformed higher education. Chloe had tried to sign up for evening classes because she preferred in-person learning to the widely available online options.

"Baby, why don't you just take a leave of absence and go to school full-time during the day?"

"Aaron, if I do that I won't be able to apply for the curriculum director's position."

"I understand but I hate to see you so stressed out."

"I know and thank you for caring but you know that this is part of it. I'll figure it out."

"No sweetheart, we'll figure it out. You don't have to do this all by yourself. I'm here to help."

"Thank you, Aaron, but this is something for me. I want to do it for myself and by myself," she said with just a little bit of an edge to her voice.

And so began a very taxing and aggravating 18 months. Chloe applied for and got the curriculum director's position but her contract stipulated that she had to complete her Master's degree within the next 24 months. Things got testy very quickly.

My sweet, loving wife became a stress monster. I tried to be understanding because I knew that she was dealing with an information overload. Learning a new job all day and doing coursework all evening left her little time for distraction or stress relief. Our sex life, which had been vibrant and healthy, languished as Chloe felt the pressure of ever-present deadlines. Sex became another thing on her to-do list and I didn't feel much love in it at all.

I tried to help in every way that I could. I cooked meals or brought home takeout. I tried my hand at cleaning but that just started a fight as I couldn't meet Chloe's standards. Rather than fight about it, I hired a cleaning service to come in three days a week. I tried to be Chloe's champion and chief encourager but still her frustration built and she lashed out at me.

****

"Chloe, would you like to get away for a weekend?"

"Hmm? Sorry Aaron what did you say?" she asked as she looked up from her stacks of papers.

"I was asking if you wanted to get away for a weekend. You've turned in all of your work, the schools are going to start their winter break in a week and I thought that it would be good for us to get away for a little while. I've missed you and would love to spend some uninterrupted time for just the two of us."

"Aaron that sounds wonderful but I have some big decisions to make and I can't afford the distractions."

"Big decisions?" I asked trying to keep my rising aggravation from getting the better of me.

"Umm, yeah. I guess I should have brought it up before now but I thought you would be okay with it because you've been so supportive."

"Supportive of what, Chloe?"

"Dr. Brashear is encouraging me to apply for postgraduate school. She says my research into the learning patterns of boys vs girls could be very important and thinks that I should submit my application and a proposal for my research."

"Okay..."

"What? You don't think I should do it? I told you that I might want to do this when we talked about me going back to school."

"Yeah, we did. I remember when you said that it

might

be something you wanted to do. I didn't know that you had already talked with the school about it."

"Aaron, I thought you were on board with this. What are you upset about?"

"I'm just unprepared for this conversation, Chloe. We haven't done much talking or planning together lately. Now it seems like you feel like we don't have to do it in the near future."

"Aaron, it's not like that. I just... I don't know...I feel like I am finally getting to pursue my dreams for a change," her tone was getting defensive.

"What do you mean by for a change?" I asked feeling the tension ratcheting up.

"Aaron, don't start that. We both know that until 18 months ago our lives revolved around your business and the kids. Now I can see what I can accomplish and be as successful as you are."

"Chloe, I am not successful; we've been successful. CATrucks and Freight is our business not just mine. Everything that we have done has been together. I know that you've made so many sacrifices over the years but I never made a big decision without asking for your input. I'm sorry if you don't feel like you can take pride in our business but it is our success, not just mine."

"Honey, I didn't mean it like that. I know that you did all of it for us but you know that it was your knowledge and passion that made it a success. I can't take any credit for it"

"Chloe, you aren't listening to me. Our business wouldn't be here today if it weren't for you," I interjected.

"Okay, Aaron, I believe you but this is something for me. Something that I want to do for myself to help me reach my full potential. Okay?"

"Whatever Chloe, if this is what you want then go for it, but please remember that when we were building our business I included you. So far, you've pushed me into the corner and treated me like I am the help and not your partner.

"Yes sir!," she said sarcastically, "You men and your egos. Just have to be in the center of everything, don't you?" she snarled at me.

"You know what Chloe, never mind. I don't want to spend any time with you. The kids will be in just over a week and I think I'll grab a route so that I can get out on the road for a few days. Frank was asking for a few days off anyway. I had put him off hoping that we could catch a couple of days but I'll take his place."

"Good, go off and play with your toys. Maybe by the time you get back, you'll remember that I am grown up and need to explore my interests."

"I'll be leaving early tomorrow morning. Think I'll sleep in the backroom tonight. I've got to get things ready to go for the rest of the day. Have a good week, Chloe."

"Aaron don't be like that! There's no reason to pout and act childish," ironically, her tone was whiny.

"Chloe, I'm done with this conversation. You don't need me, fine. I'm quite capable of seeing to my responsibilities. I'll be back on Friday."

"Do you want a kiss goodbye?" she asked only mildly less pissy.

I gave her a quick peck on the lips and moved on to my preparations.

****

Over-the-road driving is full of temptations. Sex shops, titty bars, and lot lizards are available to anyone that wants them. I have always been careful to avoid the dangers of the open road. My simmering anger left me vulnerable to the lures. I had to remind myself that I was pissed but that Chloe and I would be fine. She loves me and I love her for better or worse.

That said, I was ready to get home to my bride and hopefully her affections. I pulled into our company storage lot and called for the JD Gator we used to shuttle drivers from the depot to the office and employee parking. I threw my kit in the buggy and hauled ass to the office to take care of my logs and paperwork.

I was back in my pickup and headed home 45 minutes later. I was aggravated to see a strange car in our driveway. We were expecting the kids this weekend but hadn't discussed entertaining guests. I hoped that it was a brief visit.

I came through the garage door and immediately unloaded my bag into the washing machine. I didn't start it as I didn't want to deal with the noise if we were entertaining. I walked through the kitchen and heard giggles coming through the opening into the living room. The laugh was distinctly Chloe's but I wasn't sure who had put her in stitches.

"Hey," I said as I walked through the doorway.

"Aaron, you're home! I'm glad that you're back safe and sound," Chloe greeted me but didn't bother to get up to embrace me.

"Hello, I am Aaron Reynolds," I offered my hand to our guest.

"Oh, sorry," Chloe interrupted my introduction. "Aaron, this is my advisor Dr. Connie Brashear. Dr. Brashear, this is my husband Aaron."

"Nice to meet you, Connie," I said and noticed her grimace with my familiarity.

"Likewise, Aaron. You have a beautiful home. You're very fortunate that your wife has sacrificed so much to help with your business and family," with more than a little condescension.