This is a work of fiction. The characters presented in this are entirely made up and not based on anyone living, dead or from a galaxy far far away. Any similarities to actual people or situations is a damn shame. Thanks to Phantom Stranger for looking it over and offering advice/suggestions.
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Megan cruised down the highway, and attempted to pay attention to the Doctor Who audio book which played through her iPod. She glanced in the rearview mirror to see a big smile plastered across her face. Her and Joel's re-commitment ceremony and second honeymoon went well, fantastically well. After all, she worked very hard to make sure it was a memorable affair--and in so doing hoped it would make up for the "little" indiscretion she had leading up to the weekend.
As the thought of that event entered her mind, the smile began to fade from her cute face. The memory of what happened that day, of the events that occurred simply from trying to seek shelter from the heavy rain, now seemed like a distant dream, a dream she couldn't help but begin to reminisce on. Awhile later, she approached the exit ramp to the hotel she and what's his name spent the night. She passed by and stared straight ahead almost without a thought.
When she approached the exit further down, she glanced in its direction. Megan took a deep breath and at the last second, pulled off onto the ramp. With a sigh, she headed toward the porn shop, calling herself stupid over and over in her mind. She pulled into the parking lot and turned off the ignition. She sat for a moment, hands still on the wheel, staring at the door, before she got out and entered the store.
When the door closed behind her the memories came rushing back. Despite only spending a short time there, the rows of DVDs, sex toys on the wall, and especially the back room, were burned into her mind. Megan unconsciously squeezed her thighs together. There were a few more people in the store this time compared to her previous visit. She looked towards the clerk's desk and expected to see the tattooed, large-dicked man from last time, but instead she saw a fifty-ish year old woman. She caught Megan's gaze and smiled. "Howdy doo."
"Hi there," Megan replied, returning the smile. She walked toward the parody section and picked up the movie from the other day in the back room, then approached the counter.
The clerk took the movie, glanced at it and rang it up. "Looks like a fun one, dearie."
"I think my husband will like it," Megan replied, remembering the costumed superheroes fucking each other senseless and her own fingers sinking into her wet slit. She glanced toward the door in the back and asked, "Am I able to preview it or anything?"
"Sorry dearie, no unescorted women" she replied.
"Ok," she said, unsure if she was relieved or disappointed. As she exited the store and returned to her car she thought, "Just as well. It was a stupid idea to stop."
As she got back on the highway, she swore that would be the last time she'd go into a place like that. She sighed and mumbled to herself reassuringly, "I have the perfect husband... Why did I betray him with such lesser men? It was just a moment of weakness brought on by that place. No reason to go back there again. Once was more than enough."
It felt oddly cathartic, like it was purged from her system. She felt cleansed of her bad behavior. She looked forward to seeing Joel back home and jumping him as soon as she entered the house.
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Almost a year later, Megan and Joel were packing their bags for a comic convention a few hours away from their home. Megan glowed with excitement. It would be the first con they had attended since their engagement and this would be their first real vacation since their honeymoon. Megan couldn't stop smiling as they loaded up their car and got onto the road.
About half way to their destination, they pulled over for a pit stop at an old and not cleanest looking rest stop. Megan stepped into a stall and took a seat on the toilet and immediately noticed a large glory hole cut out of the flimsy side. Her cheeks blushed into a bright crimson as she avoided both the hole and the flash of memory that entered her mind. Afraid, not hopeful, she told herself, that something would emerge. She finished peeing and quickly exited the restroom. Joel was already in the car.
"I noticed a glory hole in the some of the stalls," he said to her in a seductive voice.
She felt blood rush to her cheeks as she replied and tried her best to sound uninterested. "Oh? There may have been one in mine as well. I didn't pay much attention."
"I should have popped over and given you a surprise," Joel laughed. "That would have gotten your attention."
"You're weird," she said as she flashed back to that day. Megan visualized each penis as it came through that hole in the backroom wall and the feel of them in her mouth as she wrapped her lips around each of them. Then she recalled her night with the man in the Batman t-shirt and how she gave him her Wonder Woman shirt to remember her by. Feeling flushed, she laid back in her seat and closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing and push away the memories. Joel patted her on the leg and she wondered if he could feel the intense wetness that was between her legs. After a minute or two he moved his hand back to the wheel and continued driving.
After checking into the hotel, Megan and Joel hung their costumes up in the closet. Each of them brought three outfits for the five-day con. They brought jeans and T-Shirts for the final day and for the trip home. Megan couldn't wait to wear her new steampunk costume along with her other less elaborate standbys. While form fitting and flattering, the costumes weren't too revealing, which she liked. They also decided to match their main costumes and Joel wore a dapper steampunk suit with a walking stick.
Once they finished putting their stuff away, Joel wrapped his arms around his beautiful wife and in a moment their cloths were on the floor and they were on top of the bed. After much kissing and fondling, he reached for a condom and held it up to her. Megan nodded yes and he unwrapped it, put it on then entered his wife.
Sex with Joel always managed to continue the same way: he'd do her missionary style, make very few sounds beyond the typical grunts, and eventually cum. It used to be enough for her but since her encounter, she wished he'd do more, make more sounds, try new positions. She would suggest things and he would try, but then later he'd fall back into his usual routine. She still enjoyed it but not nearly as much.
After Joel climaxed, he dropped on top of her as both breathed heavily. Megan had pregnancy tests along with blood tests after that day and they all came back negative which had relaxed her concerns. However, she was still a bit nervous about possible consequences. Also, she didn't feel ready to start a family yet which was a good reason to continue using rubbers.
After a quick shower, they decided to head out to find a good restaurant and walk around the area. They exited their room, and saw a heavyset man walking toward them. Megan's eyes immediately fixated on his Batman shirt and her breath caught in her throat for a moment. It was the same shirt that...she pushed that thought out of her head.
Both she and Joel said hello to the man as they walked to the elevator as he nodded and smiled in reply. While they waited for the elevator to arrive, Megan turned to look at the man again. He was opening the door next to their room. He appeared to be in his upper 40's and was at least six feet tall with thick, curly, unkempt hair and a full beard. As he entered the room, he turned and glanced at Megan, then smiled, wiped the profuse sweat from his brow and nodded again, which she returned in kind with a smile of her own.
Finishing dinner, Megan and Joel returned to their hotel and decided to stop at the lounge for a nightcap before turning in. They entered and Megan noticed their neighbor sitting at one of the tables with a small group guys. Role playing cards were laid out on the table in front of them. Megan swore her heart fluttered a little when she saw him and Joel pointed and guided them towards the table. Megan loved that game and as they approached, he made eye contact, smiled and said, "Hey neighbors!"
"Hey," both replied in unison.
They stopped and Megan glanced at the cards and her eyes widened in awe when she noticed he had a few of the more rare cards from the first edition of the game in front of him.
"I've been trying to get some of those for the longest time! I've only been able to track down a couple."
"You guys play?" came his reply.
"She does," Joel explained. "I'm more into video games."
"That's cool. You going to attend any of the panels?"
He asked, turning his gaze to Megan briefly before he looked away.
