Part 02. Who's In Control?
Please read "The Tape" first. As always, your feedback is appreciated. I was amazed to have received over 100 comments on "The Tape". Enjoy Part II.
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There Mike was, a huge pile of his own cum on himself. He was sitting, the video of Ashley still playing. The sound of her getting the fuck of a lifetime still thrusting itself though the tiny speakers on the computer. Mike had been caught. Ashley had not seen everything but she had seen enough.
"What are you doing?" Ashley said.
Mike had felt shame rush over him as he tried to hide that he had just been caught jerking off by his wife.
Mike had obviously masturbated throughout the course of their marriage but he was discreet about it. He was ashamed that he did it and always hid it from Ashley. He didn't do it often but when his sexual frustration would build, and Ashley wouldn't give him relief he really had no other option. Mike would never cheat on Ashley. He fantasized about other girls and different scenarios but he knew he would never act on them.
Mikes feeling of shame subsided as his anger towards Ashley began to build.
"What the fuck is this?" Mike replied.
"You lied to me, you said you have never been with anyone besides me and here you are acting like a whore for some guy."
"I'm not a whore" Ashley replied.
"Fucking one guy doesn't make you a whore. Besides, that was years before we were married and we were broken up at the time."
Mike realized that she had a valid argument but that didn't cure the betrayal he felt. She lied about only being with him, what else could she have lied about.
Mike left the computer, got up, and stormed past Ashley and down the stairs.
Ashley now alone in the attic was left with the glowing image of herself on the computer screen. As she walked towards it she started to flash back to that night so many years ago. Ashley met him while out at a club with her girlfriends. She remembered how she had drank all night the night she met him. She had seen him tracking her, like a predator stalking his pray from across the club. When he had finally approached her she had already been thinking about having a night like no other. She had had a mindset from the beginning that she was going to try something new. He had brought Ashley a drink and asked her if she wanted to dance. Ashley danced with him for what felt like hours, their bodies syncing with each progressive beat of the music. She remembered that by the end of the night she was drunk. He had told her that he lived close and invited her back. Ashley remembered the lust she felt as he guided her drunk tiny frame back to his place. Looking back, she remembered how she wanted to put on a show for him. Mike was right, she wanted to be a little whore for just on night.
As Ashley watched the video, for a moment the lust, like a hibernating bear waking in the spring, began to return.
She listened to the sounds of her orgasm, the way he dominated her, and she became aware of swelling heat growing between her legs. Mike didn't know, but from time to time Ashley enjoyed masturbating too. In this moment, Ashley became aware of her hand, tracing up her inner thigh, through the leg of her lose fitting romper, landing to a resting point to her swollen clit pushing through her panties.
"Sometimes I am a little whore" Ashley thought to herself as she gently circled her clit above her panties.
Ashley felt bad that Mike, the only man she ever loved was hurting.
"Sometimes I'm a little whore, but I'm always your good wife" Ashley muttered as she ejected the disk and snapped it.
Ashley walked down the stairs in search of Mike, broken disk in hand. Ashely had permanently killed an old ghost that had been in the couples attic all these years.
Ashley found Mike, pacing with a clenched fist in the living room. In all their years Mike never put a hand on Ashley out of anger, but in this moment Ashley was cautious, Mike was mad in a way Ashley had never seen.
"Mike, I love you. Don't make this into a bigger thing than it is."
Ashley Slowly approached Mike, knowing that there was nothing she could say in this moment to fix what Mike had watch, she decided her best next move would be to prove her love. She Kissed Mike, but almost as soon as she did Mike began to push away.
"You think you can fix this with a kiss."
Ashley ignored what Mike had said and went to kiss him again. Ashley thought Mike was out of surprises after all these years but what Mike did next shocked her. As she kissed Mike, he shoved her to the wall, pinned her hands and kissed her back. Mike had always been gentle with Ashley so the force that Mike exerted on her as he kissed Ashley shocked and excited her. Ashely felt her anticipation grow as Mike had her pinned against the wall, kissing her and grinding against her. Ashely felt herself growing wet, her body preparing to be taken, and Mike felt her womanly heat radiating off of her.
Ashley thought for sure that she would fuck him, and things would be ok. She was devastated as Mike pushed off of her and left, not the room but the house. He left her in heat, took his keys and walked out. Ashley thought she would be mad but instead, the only feeling she felt was fear. Was Mike leaving her? Where could he have gone?
The hours past, Ashley sat and waited. Her calls and text went unanswered. Evening turned to night, and night turned to early morning. The sun was on the cusp of giving birth to a new day when Mike finally returned home. Ashley had waited on the couch for him. She was in a shallow sleep when the sound of the latch slowly releasing on the door awoke her.
"Where have you been Mike?"Ashley said in a trebling voice trying not to cry.
"I went out to fuck a stranger." Mike replied.
Ashley felt her heart sink. The hurt and betrayal quickly turned to tears. She began to cry.
"It hurts doesn't it, knowing that the person you love and trust went out to be satisfied by someone else." Mike looked at Ashley as she cried. "I went out to fuck a stranger but I didn't."
Ashley looked up, tears in her eyes and said "if it would have made this better you could have." Mike thought about that for a moment then kissed his wife.
"I'm not the type of person to just fuck some stranger.. I was out tonight and I met some girls, one was really pretty. She had really full lips and huge, perky boobs. I bought her some drinks and we talked. Her friends left her and I offered to drive her home. As I was driving her she was rubbing my leg. I got to her place with the intent to fuck her but when she invited me in I declined."
"Why?" Ashley asked.
"I told you I don't want to fuck some stranger. If I was to cheat on you it would be with someone I want."
"Well who do you want."
Mike didn't even need to think about it. The answer was there but he was afraid to say it. Mike has fantasied about plenty of girls throughout his life, some who he is still in contact with, but there has always been one that always topped all the rest.
"I don't know, I'll think about it. You're not serious anyways."
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It was left at that. Days had past without one word about the video or the offer for Mike to have sex outside the marriage to even things out. Although no one spoke about it Ashley had been more horny than ever after having the tape of that one night long ago be brought back into her life. Mike had also been sexually awakened as well. The fantasy that he had held so close for so long had come to the surface.
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It was a cold Friday night and the kids were off sleeping at their friends house. Mike was excited to take Ashley out to dinner and come back and watch a movie with her. He had thought more about the tape. How could he be mad? They weren't even together and it was before they were even married. After some thinking he realized that he was mad seeing his wife act like a little slut only because their sex life had become such a bore. He had noticed though that since the resurgence of the tape and the subsequent fight, both he and Ashley had had more physical contact then they had had in a long time. Mike thought about the other night after his shower. He was wearing thin linen pants with no shirt standing in the bathroom looking in the mirror. The door slowly creaked open just wide enough for Ashley to slip in.
"What's up?"
Ashley did not reply but walked up behind him and pressed her body to his. She was in panties and a tank top and was feverish as she pressed her body to his. She hugged him from behind, slowly tracing her hands down his stomach. She paused for a moment before cupping his cock and kissing him between the shoulder blades before slipping back out without a word.
Mike was thrilled but caught of guard by this random showing of sexual affection, that with it being something so out of the norm for their relationship.
Mike was looking forward to their dinner date. More so he was looking forward to what he had hoped would follow. Something told Mike that Ashley was looking forward to it as much as he was.
"We have to hurry up or we will be late for din..."
Mike was interrupted by the sound of Ashley's phone ringing.
"It's my sister, let me just see what she wants and we can go."
Mike sat and waited as he heard parts of the conversation between Ashley and her younger sister Anna. He could tell there was drama but when is there not with Anna.
"Just calm down Anna, if it wasn't meant to be it wasn't meant to be."
Mike continued to overhear his wife console her little sister and assumed that things with her latest boyfriend had gone south. Anna had not had much luck in the relationship department. Mike couldn't really understand why. Anna was 26, a redhead like Ashley but not as skinny. She was my no means heavy, just more curvy than her sister. Anna never had the runners body that Ashley had but she was blessed with a thick ass, flat stomach and really large breasts. She had a cute face, dotted with freckles, a cute little nose and nice full lips. Ashley had always been jealous of the attention that Anna's body would attract, especially her large breasts. She would always talk about what a slut her little sister was and how she was a whore for attention. Mike often fantasize about fucking Anna and on more that one occasion throughout the years was caught by Ashley flirting with Anna. It never really made Ashley too mad when she caught Mike flirting with Anna, but she would be infuriated when Anna flirted with Mike. Anna flirted with Mike a lot but Mike always assumed it was to piss off her sister.
Mike often reminisced about an encounter with Anna years ago not too long after he had started dating Ashley. They had thrown a house party in their first apartment and Ashley drank way too much and went up to bed. Mike stayed up and hung out with the people over at his apartment, one person in particular, Anna, who had invited herself over to join the party. Mike was drunk and had noticed the Anna was touching him a lot. Anna had leaned in close to Mike and told him that she was going to go into the other room and watch some tv for a bit before she headed home. Mike followed Anna to the other room to offer for her to crash there if she didn't feel like driving home.
"You know you can just crash here if you don't feel like driving home."
