It is such a sad occurrence when people are too introspective. Madison had been dating Lucas since her junior year in high school. They were both moderately religious so sex was not on the table.
Lucas was nineteen when he graduated. He had not particularly distinguished himself as far as grades went but he excelled in shop and automotive electives. He had helped his father restore old automobiles since he was very young. They were not expensive show autos. Mostly junkers. His dad traded out his mechanic skills for such things as painting and upholstery. He would sell some of the restored models but it was in no way a money making business. Just a hobby. Lucas and his dad had a plan for him to enter trade school. After a year, he would hope to be placed in an apprenticeship while he finished the final two years of the curriculum.
Lucas was not what you would call 'handsome' but he had some 'cute' qualities. While not a weakling, he was 5'-7' tall and weighed around 140#. His muscles were more wirey than bulky. Some of Madison's friends felt like she could do better but they usually kept that to themselves.
Like most teenage girls, Madison was hypersensitive about her body. She thought her nose was too narrow and she compared herself to a presurgical Jennifer Gray. Her friends thought she was nuts for feeling that way. Several had told her that her face looked like what Jennifer's face should have looked after her surgery. For everyone agreed that Jennifer Gray went too far trying to look like someone else.
Sometimes when Madison looked into the mirror, she saw what the friends were talking about. She had to admit that her narrow nose did indeed complement a real million-dollar smile. Still, vanity being what it is, she lumped this self-complaint into a wider body image. She stood 5'-4" with nice pretty legs. She thought she was fat. She weighed around 130#. Compared to the stringbean cute blondes who were so popular at school, she was larger. But not fat.
She thought her breasts were too large. She wore a 34F bra. Ninety-nine percent of the girls in her school would kill to have boobs that big. Her waist was too big, she thought. Okay, refer to the stringbean theory. She knew her ass was too full. Again, some friends had given up trying to convince her how pretty she actually was. Many called her a vain bitch and said they would love to trade bodies with her. She would usually smile and hug the dear friend for support and try to count her blessings instead of feeling insecure. Madison had a near 'peaches and cream' complexion with just a few nose freckles to add to her cuteness.
Part of Madison's image problem was that her family seemed to always be in crisis. Her older brother was a drug user and alcohol abuser. He had dropped out in tenth grade and worked in an auto quick lube shop while living at home and driving her and her parents crazy. Gary, the brother, would get arrested occasionally. At first it was probation. Later it was juvenile detention. As he got older it was the county agricultural jail. All the while, his parents tried counseling, rehab, love, tough love, etc. It was all a lost cause.
This caused the inevitable rift in the family. Mom wanted to be too caring for Gary and Dad thought he should pay the consequences. It took a toll on everyone. It was a textbook co-dependency situation. Eventually, the parents began fighting and blaming each other for Gary's problems.
Instead of enjoying her high school years, Madison was enduring them. She had perfect grades. She was not the most popular girl in school partly because she didn't seek outside attention in groups. She did participate in sports and academic activities but one wouldn't say she was outgoing more than average.
Occasionally, her mom would offer a tearful apology to Madison for not being there for her during Gary's troubles. She would try to assuage her mother's guilt by telling her the normal girl things. She would try to keep her mom updated on her school studies and social activities. She knew her father loved her but between his job, the conflict always present with her brother and the rising tensions between her parents, Dad became more depressed and elusive.
In most respects, Madison was almost the perfect child. She turned eighteen around Thanksgiving of her senior year. She and Lucas were trending toward a more physical relationship. Lucas wanted to take her virginity as soon as possible, but she was able to get him to compromise. He would get him off with a hand job and later learned the sweet art of fellatio. Lucas, of course, loved the blow jobs. Madison had held him somewhat in check, finally allowing him to remove her top and caress her big breasts. When he talked her into finally removing her bra, he was total mesmerized by the beautiful fullness of her bust and the pretty areolas and nipples which topped the orbs.
With both of them out of high school yet still living at home, they committed to marriage when they could afford it. That seemed to pave the way for intercourse to happen. They were both inexperienced but also energetic. Lucas wanted sex every time they were together. She loved sex also but was more practical, admonishing him to pay attention to his studies and his job. For her part, Madison had an entry level job and was going to night school for an accounting degree.
She started out as a receptionist for a large machinery manufacturer. Luckily, they lived in an energy capital. Jobs were plentiful and most paid higher than the national average. Even Lucas' apprenticeship job paid very well. Madison was soon recognized by many people in the administrative wing of the company. While still so young, she impressed people who asked her to do some work while she greeted people and answered the phones. She would never admit it but a lot of the attention was from males. Her personality and physical assets began to make the gossip at the water coolers.
One day the company president stopped by on his way in and started a conversation with her. He happened to ask about her background. She filled him in just a little and mentioned that she was going to night school. When he inquired what her studies involved, she told him she was an accounting major. A couple of weeks later, she was called to HR. She worried all the way there. What had she done?
The department head told her that the president had talked to her about moving Madison to the accounting department. That way, while she was taking her classes at the local college, she could be getting some practical experience working for the company accountants.
The couple tied the knot in May. Madison was nineteen and Lucas was twenty. They had a small apartment and made enough money to live comfortably, though austerely. Having already consummated the union physically, they were more comfortable and adventurous after the wedding. Living on their own released any pent-up frustrations sexually. The freedom was intoxicating.
They had sex five or six times a week. Lucas loved to see her scantily dressed. Getting used to that took a little time but they were in love and Madison soon felt comfortable displaying herself. He especially liked it when he thought she had 'accidently' been caught with her panties down, so to speak.
The little streak of private exhibitionism seemed to awaken the sense of adventure in Madison. She began to notice how men looked at her. She never got much thrill out of that when she was younger. The silly introspective self-criticism had kept her more reserved. She did know that guys noticed her tits but she thought they made her look fat. As she blossomed sexually, she learned to love her body. Big tits, nice ass. Lucas loved her. He did seem to get more possessive as time went by, though. He noticed when other guys checked her out. She even had to stop him a couple of times from confronting guys who seemed to be leering at her.
After about six or seven months, the sex decreased in intensity and frequency. On top of that, Lucas was not well endowed. Actually, he was just over four inches when erect. Madison had been able to orgasm when they had sex but usually it was with a little help from her finger on her clit. Lucas seemed to be oblivious to this. Not that he was a total dummy. He did love her and thought that sex was as good for her as it was for him. He was not a heavy cummer and never ever did he fuck her more than once in a session.
When the intensity began to wane, Madison first became a little frustrated. They were, however, both working and taking classes, so she passed it off to being physically and mentally tired. They still did things together like going to the movies and out to eat. As Lucas paid less attention to her appearance, she began dressing in more vanilla jeans and cotton top type apparel. He didn't seem to notice the difference.
One day when Madison had a night class, she had some shopping to do which didn't allow her to go home and change into more casual clothes for class. She was in a purple dress with a moderate hemline. She was wearing four-inch heels. Her makeup at work was usually subtle as was appropriate for the corporate setting. Since she was dressed nicely, she stopped by the ladies room before she left and touched up her lipstick a little heavier than normal. She also re-worked her eyelashes and puffed a little makeup powder to make everything match.
She caused a little stir at class. Several of her classmates, both male and female, complimented her on her classy dress. She blushed at the attention and explained that she hadn't had a chance to go home after work. After class, she still had the attention on her mind and noticed on the drive home that her pussy was getting moist in her panties. She realized that they had not had sex in over two weeks. She got hornier as she drove along. She even rubbed her moist pussy through her panties.
She was home a little earlier than her usual class night. Lucas was in bed watching TV. He seemed to be a little nervous when she approached him and kissed him. Without much thought, she began to remove her dress. She was facing him in just her bra, panties, thigh highs and heels. Normally this would provoke him to begin touching her and helping her remove her underclothes. When he didn't get up, she moved back to the bedside and started reaching under the covers. He didn't exactly resist but showed no interest in the foreplay.
"Sorry, Babe." He said. "Just a long day at work and I am very tired."