The ceremony was perfect, a dream day made real for her. As Jennifer was carried into the honeymoon suite by her new husband, Keith, she felt a strong pang of sexual excitement. She could feel her skin flush and nipples harden. It was the greatest arousal she had ever felt with Keith.
"It must be the context," she said to herself. A girl only gets married for the first time once. Sure, she intended to divorce Keith and leave him for Christian as soon as Christian's lawyer buddy said the divorce would net them Keith's future fortune, but there was no harm in enjoying herself a little in the process.
She was truly in love with Christian. The two of them met in a sex club, years ago, where they were both the guests of wealthy, older lovers. Both of them were from humble beginnings and had intended to sleep their way into good fortune. They certainly had the looks for it. They were both tall and slender with handsome faces. Christian also had the physique of an Olympic athlete, and Jennifer had a spectacular ass and big breasts as well.
Their plans were interrupted by the attraction they felt for one another, and they soon began to fuck with wild abandon. Their meal tickets found out and had them cast out from the local circle of the rich and powerful, but they were too consumed with passion to care. At least, in the beginning. Soon they realized that love was not enough. They wanted money as well.
Since neither possessed any marketable skills, they worked some menial jobs where they could find them, but that was never going to get them anything they wanted. They started to fight and things were a bit rough between them, for a while, until they decided to return to their original plan, seducing someone rich, marrying them, and then divorcing them for the money. They made a firm pact and went for it with all the instincts they had.
As luck would have it, Jennifer was sitting one day with her old friends from school talking gossip about everyone from the old days, when the conversation turned to the subject of Keith. Keith was a bookish nerd that had a terrible crush on her. He skipped a grade in elementary school and was the youngest in their class by far. This allowed him to skip under the radar of all the bullies and jocks, and even Jennifer and her friends considered his puppy dog attachment to her as cute.
When he left school in junior year, and went to college, Jennifer was a bit relieved to be rid of her stalker, as harmless as he was. It was embarrassing to think that a kid two years her junior could honestly believe he ever had a shot with her. She stood over him by at least an inch, even without heels, and she could probably break him in half if she felt like it.
Time changes everything, and so it changed Keith. Jennifer was astonished to learn that he graduated from medical school and was coming to town to do a residency in eye surgery. What peaked her interest was the information that he invented and patented some kind of diagnostic test that was going to make him rich.
She discreetly found out everything about him and talked to Christian. They decided Keith was the perfect mark and hatched a plan to gain a big chunk of his wealth. Jennifer seduced him without effort. In just over a year, she took them from being old friends, to lovers, to fiancés, and then to what they had just become, newlyweds.
Keith set her down with a grunt and smiled. Jennifer smiled back and moved to the bed, detaching her train. She did not mind having sex with Keith, and Christian was not jealous in the least, particularly after she showed him their sex video, and Christian could see just how much bigger his cock was than Keith's. He could also plainly tell she was acting with Keith. It was true.
Keith had grown into a man, but he was not the man Jennifer wanted. He was a nice guy, smart, of average size and looks, whereas Christian was...
Jennifer snapped back to the here and now and reminded herself this was just another part of the act. Tonight, she had a role to play, just like almost every other night this past year. The plan was for her to fuck Keith and sneak out and make love to Christian after Keith fell asleep. She could feel herself juicing at the thought of it all.
She turned back to Keith and saw his pants were tenting. "This is all too easy," she thought. Keith closed the door and now regarded her with a hunger she never saw before in his eyes. "I guess he wants a little something in return for all the bucks he shelled out for today," Jennifer mused.
She fixed him with a determined look and began rolling her glove down past her elbow, revealing the white, unmarred skin of her elbow. To take off her other glove, she had to remove the ring, and as she did so, she felt silly for being so turned on by Keith. As she dropped the other glove, Keith took her hand in his, and put her ring on again.
Her wedding ring was part of a matching set that Keith had said ran in his family. She had put the other one on his finger during the ceremony. He showed her a proper wedding band, with a very fashionable cluster of diamonds, that she would wear everyday, but insisted they use these ones for the ceremony. He said if they were worn while the marriage was consummated on the wedding night, the marriage would be a happy one.
How little he knew. As he stepped back to sit down, she felt her arousal mount again. She ran her naked hands over her bodice and began to sway to and fro. She gyrated to an imaginary beat as her hands fumbled with the buttons behind her back. When she finally unbuttoned the bodice, she held it up with her hands and inched it down her bosom, revealing more and more of her breasts.
Keith shifted impatiently in his seat. She noticed he had to adjust his boner, and she felt her panties were getting wet at the thought of what her body was doing to him. She let the bodice go, and it folded over her abdomen, revealing her white, strapless, push-up bra. Keith sighed in disappointment and Jennifer grinned at the control she had over the young doctor.
She turned around and bent over at the waist to step out of the dress. As she turned around, she smiled at Keith's gob smacked face. Not only was she wearing french cut panties of see-through white lace, her white stockings were cinched at mid thigh with lavender colored bows. She stood still and enjoyed feeling his eyes roaming all over her. She felt a drop of moisture slowly trickle down the inside of her left thigh.
"Darling," Jennifer intoned sweetly, "Could you undo my bra, please?"
Keith cleared his throat and stood up to do just that. His fingers on her shoulders felt like tiny lightning strikes. Her bra fell off and Keith put his hands on her sides. He started to kiss his way down her spine, leaving her shuddering with each hot breath he let out. He massaged each of her buttocks for a few seconds before unceremoniously ripping her panties down her legs.
Jennifer squealed as the sudden motion made her lean on him for balance. She was so hot and bothered she was starting to get dizzy. She pushed away from him and threw herself prostrate on the bed. The cool sheets felt ice cold on her skin. "I'm burning with desire," Jennifer thought. She looked over at Keith undressing.
Jennifer had been this aroused quite a few times before, but those were always with Christian. Now she studied the man hurriedly undressing before her eyes. Keith was a guy with average looks and average build. He had a handsome face and was very sweet and considerate, but he just didn't do it for her. To Jennifer, he was just a meal ticket, so why was she so aroused? She told herself it was because the plan was coming to fruition, or because she was going to get properly fucked later by Christian, but it was starting to feel like a bunch of little, white lies.
Keith stripped of all clothing, including his socks, and knelt beside her on the bed. His hands started to roam all over her body, like he was getting to know her all over again. His touch soon turned from exploring to deft. His hands seemed to tell his brain about all of her erogenous zones as soon as they came across them. He kissed the sides of her rib cage, caressed her neck and tickled her elbows in ways even Christian rarely did so well.
As Keith's hand slid down the back of his thigh, Jennifer knew she would go wild with lust if he but touched the back of her knee. Just as his fingers got there, they curled up and merely tugged the fabric of the stocking tops, passing on the lightest of touches to the sensitive skin on the back of her knee. Jennifer growled in unladylike frustration.
Keith smiled and turned his attention to her breasts. He gave them a couple of clumsy squeezes before refining his touch. Unlike all the other times before, his touch was perfect. He rubbed them in all the right ways, with just the right amount of pressure, and she started to moan.
"This man is driving me insane," Jennifer thought. "When did he get so good?" She started to pant in breathless excitement, her body was squirming of its own accord.
Keith finally leaned over her and kissed her. It was a tender kiss and contrasted with the passion she felt in an almost confusing way, before he started to plunder her mouth in earnest. He had never kissed her like that before. The whole experience was overwhelming to Jennifer. His touch was so perfect on her skin, it was as if he had received coaching on pleasuring her from someone that was even better at it than Christian.
"Holy crap! Being married really makes a difference." thought Jennifer. Keith's timing and the way his hands roamed all over her body set the pace of her growing arousal and drove the thoughts of Christian waiting for her to the back of her mind. Jennifer felt like a bomb was going to explode inside her if she didn't get fucked soon.
"Please, please, please, oh please," she begged in earnest, "fuck me now!" Keith stood directly over her with a triumphant expression on his face. She didn't care, she just wanted to get fucked, her vision was starting to get blurry on the edges. She felt as if her womb would incinerate.
His cock rubbed across her pussy lips and she became as taut as a bow string. Every part of her body now tingled in anticipation. She didn't care about money and things anymore. There was only this moment and the inescapable pleasure that was a thrust away. He flicked his cock over her clit twice and then took careful aim.
The thrust was forceful and her breath escaped her body unbidden. She was seeing stars behind tightly clenched eyelids. He twisted around a little and started to thrust in and out, hitting all of her pleasure spots. The perfect rhythm of his thrusts was mirrored by her screams of ecstasy. The repetitive motion was see-sawing across her clit and her consciousness at the same time, bringing her higher and higher. The stars were painting a pulsating tableau of pink and teal flowers in her eyes and Jennifer mentally braced for the best orgasm of her life.
She was just a thrust away when Keith suddenly changed his grip on her arms, pinning them above her head and pulled out. The emptiness came at the crucial moment, and Jennifer teetered over the edge of orgasm for what felt like an eternity. She felt like a volcano that was going to erupt if only a speck of dust fell on top of it.
