Mike and Ashley just celebrated their 10th anniversary this past summer with a trip the the mountains. They loved camping and hiking together, it was a chance to just enjoy each others company. Their marriage was far from perfect, with its ups and downs but they were both happy. They were high school sweethearts, they started dating when they were 15 and got married at 23. The had only been apart once since they were 15, when Ashley broke up with Mike right before his 21st birthday. They were apart for the summer until Mike convinced Ashley to get back together with him. They mended their relationship, moved in together, and were married by 23. Their first child came shortly after marriage and their second 5 years later.
Both of them being in their mid thirties, and having been with each other for so long, their sex life had really slowed down after the second child. They had both accepted that, especially considering Mike thought Ashley was satisfied when they did have sex. He just figured that was natural, especially considering Ashley didn't ever have much of a sex drive to begin with.
Ashley was attractive, she was short with a small frame. She has been a runner her whole life and did gymnastics through college. She was fit, had a flat stomach and a tone body. Even after having children she still managed to stay in shape. She had very fair skin and was covered in freckles. Her hair was a fiery red and had tight curls. Her hair was long now and she often wore it in a braid, but when Mike had met Ashley, she had really short hair, what they call a "pixie cut". Ashley wore her hair like that all through college before she grew it out. Mike always liked how Ashley looked naked. Although her breasts were small, she had the cutest pink nipples that couldn't be held back by any sweater when she caught a chill. She always kept her pubic hair trimmed but never shaved, and Mike was always a fan of how her little red bush looked in contrast with her little pink slit. Ashley had a beautiful vagina, it was small, bright pink, with labia that didn't protrude. Her clit was disproportionately large to the rest of her vagina and Mike liked that. He had only wished that Ashley enjoyed oral sex. Ashley had never orgasmed from oral sex with Mike, she would only cum occasionally in the missionary position. Ashley would cum from making love, she was not one to get fucked. Their sex life was in every way, and had always been vanilla.
Mike was a fairly attractive guy, average in every way with a boyish face and a great sense of humor. Knew he wasn't the biggest or best looking guy but he took pride in the fact that he was in shape, had a good job that supported his family, and was able to make anyone laugh. Mike was great at making the girls laugh, which he knew always made him desirable. Women would flirt with him and he would fantasize about what it would be like to fuck them. He loved his wife and would never cheat on her but he would sometimes become bored with making love to his wife and wonder what it would be like to fuck a stranger. He would think about all the things his wife wouldn't let him do, go down on them and then bend them over and fuck them. Things never went further than a fantasy. Ashley was the only woman Mike had ever been with and that is how things would stay.
Mike and Ashley had just bought a new house, Mike had gotten a promotion at work and was making really good money so they decided it was time to upgrade. Mike took off of work today, he wanted to continue packing up their old house as it had sold and the closing date was quickly approaching. Ashley was at work and the kids at school, Mike thought that this would be a great opportunity to get a lot of packing done while no one was home. Mike decided to tackle the attic today, it was kind of fun as he went through old boxes, like a time capsule of his youth. Most of these boxes have probably not been touched since they were married ten years before and moved into their first house. As Mike packed and went through boxes, he came across a box of Ashley's old college stuff, mostly some old text books, her old lab top computer, and some old unmarked DVD disks. Mike had thought to himself, wondering what was on the unmarked disks and if the computer still worked. He had thought that if the computer still worked, maybe he could give it to his oldest kid for school work. He took the computer from its case and plugged it into an outlet up in the back of the cluttered attic. To Mikes surprise, the computer started up and opened to the desktop screen. The desktop was cluttered with drafts of old term papers and outdated icons for applications that were no longer supported by today's technology. Mike had thought to himself that he could wipe the computer, update it and put it back into use.
Mike decided to see what was on some of the old disks, to see what could be thrown out. The first disk Mike inserted opened up to files titled PSY302, and SAT401. Mike laughed to himself and thought back to what an over achiever Ashley was in college. He would check with Ashley before he discarded this disk. Mike inserted the next disk into the computer. It opened to a folder containing multiple other folders. Mike clicked on a folder that opened to a bunch of pictures. They appeared to be pictures of Ashley from when they were in college. Her hair still short, a big smile on her face. He did not recognize where this picture was taken. There stood Ashley, in a little black bikini, hands on her hips, posing for a picture on a beach. She looked confident and happy. Mike thought to himself, this looks like it was taken the summer they were broken up. He remembered that she went away on vacation that summer with her girl friends. Feelings that Mike thought he had forgotten started to come back. The feelings of betrayal when Ashley broke up with him and then went to have a great summer without him. He spent the summer depressed as she went off to have fun. When they had gotten back together Ashley had explained to Mike that they had been together since they were kids and she wanted to spend some time to her self to find herself. She always swore that she wasn't with anyone else besides Mike. Mike thought that was reasonable when they had gotten back together. Over the years Mike had forgotten that Ashley never seemed the same after their time apart.
Mike, in a flash back to that summer, continued to scroll through the pictures. He eventually closed that folder and opened another.
It was a video.
Mike assumed that it was a video from Ashley's vacation and decided to have a look. As he started the video his heart skipped a beat as he saw Ashley, Sitting propped up in a bed, the soles of her feet together with her knees parted. She was wearing sexy black underwear with a matching bra. The contrast of the black against her pale skin was lovely, her short pixie cut looked a little disheveled. She had a dreamy look in her eyes, spacey, sleepy, intoxicated. She looked as if she had been out partying all night.
Mike continued to watch in amazement and he saw Ashley's hand slowly move across her chest, methodical down her flat stomach and come to a rest upon her openly displayed crotch. Mike could see, protruding through her thin black panties, the silhouette of her erect clit as he watch Ashley's finger tease her button through her panties. Mike watched as Ashley lifted up her hips and pushed her knees further apart displaying more of herself. He could now see she was wearing a thong. Mike had thought to himself how he had never known Ashly to wear thongs.
Mike became aware of his own cock, taking notice to this youthful image of his now wife. He could see Ashley's pink little asshole being barely concealed by the thong, and just above that, Mike noticed how wet Ashley's panties were as they glistened with every teasing stroke of Ashley's fingers. Mike had never known Ashley to masturbate and was intrigued by the fact that it seemed as if Ashley was putting on a show.
Mike continued to watch as Ashley sat up to unclasp her bra, letting her perky breasts be fully exposed. Her nipples were fully erect, it was clear to Mike that Ashley was in a state of arousal that he had never witnessed before. Ashley fell back to lay flat, cupped her breasts with her hands and slowly put her knees together, letting her thighs sandwich her vagina. She appeared swollen down there. Her lips were puffy, and her clit was erect. Mike wondered what had caused his shy little wife to be so horny she was almost unrecognizable. Ashley then lifted her legs straight up in the air and pointed her toes to the sky, an act that would be impossible for anyone that had not had years of gymnastics. Mike watched in shock as Ashley slowly peeled her panties off, first exposing her ass, then her pure, un-ravaged womanhood. She continued to lift them past her knees before kicking them aside. Mike saw Ashley like he never had before, as a woman without reserve, open for the taking, and saturated with anticipation. Mike noticed, as he watched Ashley bring her legs back down and continue to play with herself that she was completely shaved. There was not even any stubble, it looked as though she had waxed. Mike, for as long as he had known Ashley, had never seen her smooth. Mike could see a droplet, roll from Ashley's opening and slowly creep past her tight little pink asshole before it was absorbed into the sheet.
Mike was in a trance. He felt betrayed but more overwhelmingly curious and aroused. He had not even noticed that he had grown rock hard watching this performance and had begun to slowly stroke his own cock over his pants. Mike snapped out of his trance as he notice the camera move to get a better angle of Ashley masturbating. What had never occurred to Mike now slammed into his head like a gun shot. Ashley was not alone, she was performing for someone, but who? Ashley had sworn never to have been with anyone else, did not masturbate, and never wanted to be filmed. Mike could never believe that this side existed in Ashley.
