"Oh we will, John, don't worry about that," Susan softly said, before whisking John's son away, "c'mon you."
John left the house. He heard his wife's soft laughter as he pulled the front door closed behind him. John grinned and shook his head. John wondered how long it would be before Susan finally started sleeping with her stepson. Matt was 21 years old. He was handsome. He was just her type and Matt, despite his loyalty to his father, was clearly infatuated with his 40 year old stepmom. Susan wanted Matt and Matt wanted Susan. John knew how aggressive his wife could get, but thought Matt might still need a push from his dad anyway.
"Why did I end up marrying you, my venomous darling, my beautiful minx," John whispered to himself, shaking his head and smiling as he drove towards the school where the two 5 year olds were waiting, "did I marry you, just so I could watch you bed my only son."
John knew the answer to his softly put question. He loved and adored Susan. She was vain. She was self-centered. She was amoral and addicted to pleasure and money, but she was his one true love. She was unforgettable and irreplaceable. Susan was John's beloved even though she had been openly carrying on affairs for years in front of all their family and friends. John and Susan's marriage was so bizarre -- everyone agreed - but it was the way they both wanted it -- everybody else just had to deal with it.
John clearly remembered how it all got started. He remembered that first fateful moment at the very start of their honeymoon. He remembered it so well. John and Susan were sitting together in first class, on a flight to the Caribbean. The two of them had only exchanged their marriage vows 12 hours earlier. John remembered Susan in his arms, his lips in her long fine brown hair as they flew south over the Atlantic. John loved Susan so much. He spent that first part of their flight holding her sexy body in his arms, softly stroking her beautiful face with his fingers and gently kissing her lips. They talked intimately as the plane cruised through the silver cloud cover.
John noticed his beautiful new wife exchanging looks with a younger Middle Eastern man who was sitting directly parallel to the newlyweds in the next row across. At first John ignored it. Susan was a flirt and she was always talking to younger men and they always talked to her. But then the Middle Eastern man, whom Susan was exchanging looks with, stood up and left his seat. He actually got up out of his seat and walked across the aisle to where John and Susan were sitting together.
"Excuse me," the Middle Eastern man said, standing in front of John and Susan, and addressing John, "do you mind if we swap seats?"
"Sorry," John said, blinking, turning and looking at both Susan and the young man.
"I would like to sit next to your wife and talk to her. I want to swap seats with you, please."
John gasped. Susan's dark eyes lit up. She turned and looked at her husband with a grin. John was speechless for a moment. John looked at his beautiful new wife. She was looking at him. Susan didn't say anything, but John got the impression that Susan would be okay with him changing seats.
"Well, I'm not sure," John said.
"Please," the young Middle Eastern man insisted.
John couldn't believe the balls on this good looking male. He was at least 15 years younger than Susan was and 25 years younger than John was. He was a handsome guy with olive skin, beautiful eyes and a soft and sensitive mouth. He just stood there waiting for John to get up and move seats. Nobody said a word. Susan and the young man gazed at each other with a smile. They turned and watched John and waited for John to say something. All John had to do was say no and surely the young Middle Eastern man would have returned to his seat.
John however said nothing. The good looking young man just stood there waiting and refusing to go away. Susan was watching her husband. She was waiting for an answer.
"John," Susan finally prompted him, with a grin.
"For sure," John softly said, removing his arm from his beautiful 35 year old woman and slowly standing up. "I don't mind if you sit with my wife. It might be nice to get a different view."
"Thank you for accommodating me," the Middle Eastern man said.
Susan smiled at the Middle Eastern man. Her dark eyes sparkled. She slowly ran her fingers through her hair. John stepped past the young male. John walked across the aisle and sat down in the empty seat where the Middle Eastern guy had sat. The young man took John's place next to Susan. She sat up. She faced him as he sat down next to her. She was grinning at him.
"Wow, I'm impressed -- that was a ballsy move," Susan said to the Middle Eastern guy who sat down next to her, making sure her new husband overheard her. "He just caved in and scurried off with his tail between his legs. You're definitely the bigger man on this occasion. What's your name, darling?"
It really was as simple as that, John remembered as he drove to pick up the children from school. A young man had approached with the intention of taking his beautiful bride from him and John had just agreed. John just stood up. He walked across the aisle and sat down in someone else's seat while another man sat down with Susan. John felt humiliated, belittled and deprived of his female. John also felt excited though. He just couldn't help himself. His beautiful wife's put down as he gave up his seat and let someone else have it only turned him on even more. Susan's comments were like icing on the cake.
John remembered sitting in the strange seat on the plane. He recalled pulling out a magazine and trying to read it. He remembered trying to watch a movie on the console in front of him. It was impossible to just put Susan and the guy, who introduced himself to her as Ari, out of his mind. John could hear the two of them together. The two of them were just four or five feet away from John so their soft words and their rippling laughter floated across to him. Their whispered conversation tormented him and excited him. Their gentle laughter provoked him and delighted him.
John picked the children up from school. He drove them to the ice cream parlor instead of going home. The kids were excited by the idea of sweets so there was no problem there. John didn't want to disturb his wife and his son. It was important that Matt have a real chance with his beautiful stepmother. It was essential that John get out of the way so Susan and Matt could figure out their feelings for each other and get together if they decided to.
John's continued to remember that fateful flight 5 years ago. John turned his head more than a few times to observe his wife and Ari together. It was the most beautiful thing to watch. Ari and Susan had an arm around each other. Their legs were touching. They were looking into each other's eyes and they were talking softly together as they sipped champagne. John could still catch their words even though they were talking quietly. Susan was asking Ari about himself. She was taking the time to get to know him better. Ari was asking Susan about her life.
"Are you okay over there, darling," Susan asked her husband, at one stage, with a smile, noticing him staring at her and the young male she was with. "I hope you're not too lonely?"
Ari turned his head and grinned at John. He turned back to Susan.
"I'm good, Sue, I'm fine," John softly said, "I love you, honey."
"I love you too, darling," Susan mouthed silently at John, before turning back to Ari again and putting her husband out of her mind.
An air flight attendant offered John an alcoholic drink and he took one. Knocking back whiskey was the way to go as he watched his wife out of the corner of his eye.
It was only a matter of time. It was later in the flight. John pulled out the magazine and then instantly shoved it away. John turned his head. He looked across at Susan and Ari. He gasped. He raised his drink to his lips. He gulped it. His cock grew even harder in his pants. John's wife was kissing Ari. It was the most amazing moment. John was on his honeymoon. He hadn't even reached his destination yet and his new wife was kissing another man.
John couldn't help himself. He just stared at the two lovers. It was just so entrancing and so intoxicating. Ari was slowly running his fingers through Susan's hair. She was stroking his chest with her hand. Their lips were connected. Their mouths moved softly and smoothly together. Their lips slipped and their tongues slid. John could hear the sounds of their smacking kisses and their heavy breathing.
"I think you just lost your wife, buddy," an older man sitting next to John said. "That kid's going to be in there tonight, without a doubt, unless you do something."
There was no response. John ignored the man sitting next to him. John was absorbed in what he was seeing. Susan was becoming more and more excited. At one stage John watched as Ari began to work on Susan's neck and ear with his lips. Susan actually opened her eyes and gazed across the aisle at her husband. She smiled at him. He beamed back. She looked so happy. She was so pleased with herself. Then Ari moved his head and hit a particularly sensitive spot on Susan's neck and Susan slowly closed her eyes and her jaw dropped. For a second John thought he was going to cum in his pants.
"Aren't you going to put a stop to it, young fella, that kid is taking your female from you," the old man sitting next to John asked. "I can go over there and sort it out if you want?"
"No, don't you say anything and don't you do anything, buddy," John hissed at his neighbor. "Just mind your damned business, please!"
It was the most bizarre flight. Finally it ended. John was standing with Susan and Ari once they got through customs. They were standing near the exit doors to the international terminal. Susan had an arm around the good looking young Middle Eastern man and he had his arm around Susan. John was standing opposite to the couple.
"I'm joining Ari in his hotel suite, John," Susan firmly announced. "That's just the way it's going to be, I'm afraid. I'm going to be spending my time here with him. I know this is our honeymoon, but..."
"It's okay, Susan, I don't have a problem with that," John said, interrupting his wife and making it easy for Susan and Ari to be together. "Will you call me to let me know you're safe and sound?"
