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.
