Life had somehow lost its magic. That fire that burned in your gut when you were a teenager. Thinking back now, she could remember it so clearly. For years her marriage to Dan had turned painfully dull. Until their awakening. Their realization that they could truly live a life untethered to ideas that didn’t suit them.
She sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. She wasn’t getting any younger. She realized that everyone in normal relationships got stuck in a pattern. You see it all of the time. A couple gets together; they’re so infatuated with each other. Fuck she used to be like that with Dan. She could barely keep his dick out of her mouth.
Then things get different, though. Life beats you both down. They always told each other it would not happen to them, though. Happen; it does anyway, though. Not on purpose, but life is a fucking whirlwind. What the fuck kind of robot do you have to be to not let it beat you down? How could you be so good at checking your emotions?
Some people did it. Obviously. Every once in a blue fucking moon, you see it. How fucking rare is that, though? So if you aren’t one of them, what is your alternative? Just stick it out? Or be one of those middle-aged losers back on the market. Looking to figure it out.
A loud thump on the bathroom door made her jump.
“Are you almost done? I don’t’ want to be late.”
Her eyes rolled at Dan’s intrusion. Did he really think that was going to help? “Yes, I will be right out. Start the car.”
She waited until she heard his footsteps going off down the hall. Then, with another sigh, she pulled on her blue dress. She didn’t want to go. Not really. She would do it for Dan, though. Even if they were a little worn down, he was a good man. They shared a special bond no one else quite seemed to understand. Tonight was all about making the next move.
She rummaged through her closet, finding the heels with the straps she knew he liked. If anything, she wanted to make him proud that she was his wife. She knew he was. At last, she was ready. She took herself in one last time. Her blue dress revealed her muscular leg through the slit running up her thigh. Her breasts lightly showed through the top. Not the biggest, but they were much perkier than her friends with as many kids.
Hurrying out of their home, Dan greeted her at the car with a smile.
“You look beautiful.” He said, planting a kiss on her cheek.
She smiled as he opened her door. This is why she loved him. He was a gentleman, and despite the whirlwind, he always remembered to do the little things. They were off.
“Are you ready for tonight?” Dan offered.
“Of course. It will be nice to get out and get a little social interaction, I suppose.”
Dan nodded a little with a bit of a chuckle. She watched him shift from one gear to the next. The vein in his hand bulged. She was glad Dan kept himself in good shape. She tried as well, although she didn’t have to try very hard. Blessed with a metabolism.
“Just let me know if you want to leave, and we can.”
Manda thought about it. She didn’t really care for dinner parties. They all seemed so fake, forced even. This wasn’t about the party, though. “Yeah, I will let you know. We can make up an excuse or something.” She gave herself a way out. That was more to make Dan feel better, though. She wanted tonight to happen.
Manda stared out the front windshield. Suddenly they were there, and she hadn’t recalled the drive at all. It was all a haze of nothingness. She shook herself mentally to focus. “Jesus, Warnick has a nice house.”
“He’s the VP of regional operations and owns most of the company,” Dan explained, turning the wheel. There was a slight bump as they came about in the driveway.
The house looked like something out of the movies. There were sphere lanterns lining the driveway. Potted plants sat between those. Manda watched as Dan parked behind a red Porsche. “Are all of the big wigs here?”
Dan nodded.
Manda grabbed his thigh with a smile.
He couldn’t help but smile at that. “Thank you, love, for coming.” He planted another kiss on her cheek. “Let’s get this over with.”
Manda watched a couple a few cars ahead exit their own vehicle, making their way to the front door. Dan scooped her hand up in his own, leading her off. With her thumb, she lightly traced the vein.
“Dan! You made it! I’m so glad you came out.” The figure at the door greeted.
Manda was taken back for a moment. She was expecting Dan’s boss to be an old man. He was a little older than them but not what she expected at all. He was fit; his muscles bulged from his perfect fitting suit. His hair was peppered. Only making him appear more distinguished.
Dan shook the man’s hand forcefully. “Thank you for having us! Warnick, this is my wife, Amanda. Amanda, this is the VP of regional operations, Warnick. My boss.”
Manda smiled warmly, leaning in a bit offering her hand. “It is so nice to meet you. Dan has told me all about you!”
Warnick laughed a little shaking her hand lightly. “Oh, you aren’t you, lovely! I sure hope Dan doesn’t talk about me! I’m sure you all have better shit to do.”
They all snorted a laugh, and with that, they were whisked inside.
The home was beautiful from floor to ceiling. Decorated meticulously over every square inch. They were taken to a sitting room where small groups all dressed in their best congregated.
“Him, right?” Manda asked in a hushed whisper so no one else could hear.
Dan only nodded in turn.
Manda smiled a little. “Alright, perfect.”
The evening sputtered on. Manda and Dan made their way around the room, greeting the different groups. Then, finally, they made their way to the bar. Warnick’s home was magnificent in every way. They were alone now off to the side of the main gathering. Sipping down their drinks.
“So, are you feeling good about things?” Dan inquired.
“Yes. I’m just working down a little liquid courage.” She sloshed her drink around in her cup before downing the rest. “Wish me luck.”
Dan smiled. “You don’t need that shit.”
Manda nodded. “I’m going to pee.” She laughed.
Manda strutted a little extra, wiggling her ass back and forth for Dan as she took her to leave.
“Excuse me, Mrs. Warnick, where is the bathroom?”
Mrs. Warnick was an older woman. She had a tired face but intense eyes. “Up the stairs on the left.” She answered happily. “Do you want me to show you?”
“Oh no,” Manda said, catching her arm. “I can find it. You stay with the guests.” Manda smiled wide and slow.
Mrs. Warnick nodded, letting her be off. That would have ruined things. Manda already knew where the bathroom was. She slowly made her way up the stairs. As she came to the top, the ripples of the bathroom sick came into earshot. She peaked at the bottom of the door to see the illumination of someone occupying the bathroom.
The door came open. Warnick was still drying his hands, not looking up as he walked. He was about to trample her.
“Oh, excuse me.” She belated.
Warnick started distraught he hadn’t seen her. “Fucking hell, you scared the shit out of me!”
Manda twisted her torso to and fro a little innocently. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” She gave him a warm, slow smile too. However, for Mr. Warnick, she added a devious little stare from under her eyebrows.
Warnick took her in. Not wanting to go, but not sure how to stay either. She could anticipate his wanting her.
“What’s that?” She asked, pointing to something behind him.
He turned to see what she was pointing at. “Oh, this” He retreated into the bathroom to a shelf on the wall. It was exactly what she needed him to do. “This is a jar of dirt.” He laughed. “My wife took a course. You drop different layers of sand in it to form a picture. I tried, but it looked like shit. I thought hers came out good, though.”
Manda looked at the jar. The different colored sands depicted a scene of what looked like cave drawings. “Hmm, how neat.” She teased.
Warnick turned back to take her in. Slowly she lifted her leg, letting the slit in her dress reveal more. Warnick’s moth seemed dry as he spoke. “I’m glad you two decided to come out.”
“I am too.” Manda smiled. Softly and slowly, she ran her finger across the top of his hand. He didn’t’ pull it away so softly she grabbed it, pulling it in. She was careful to keep it on a perfect course. She pulled the slit in her blue dress up a little with her other hand. Warnick didn’t break eye contact with her. Because she wasn’t wearing panties, his finger slid right along the top of her wet pussy.
His eyes went wide with surprise. “Is this okay?” She breathed in an almost moan.
He nodded slowly but excitedly. Suddenly his finger acted of his accord and became more forceful, rubbing against her clit. She breathed out a moan louder this time. Softly he touched his other finger to her lips. She nodded, acknowledging to be quiet. Then he worked his finger inside of her.
She let out a heavy pant of pleasure, keeping it muffled the best she could. She reached out, grabbing the growing bulge in Warnick’s pants. His cock got harder and harder. Pressing against his restricting pants. With one skillful hand, she unloved his belt. Then with a forefinger and thumb, his pants button was loosened.
Her eager hand reached in, stroking his cock. It wasn’t the longest she had ever had. But it was thick. She squeezed it in her hand against his throbs. Now he was letting out his own panted, stifled moans.
Softly she slapped his hand away from her pussy. This was only so she could drop to her knees. Carefully she withdrew his cock, working it in between the split in his pants so he didn’t’ have to drop them altogether. She gazed up at his eyes. She could see the desire that danced there. He wanted her so bad. At this moment, she could get whatever she wanted from him.
He throbbed in her hand. Slowly she let her mouth come open. Her tongue encircled the tip of his cock. He drew in his lower lip as she did this, bitting it. She pulled back, giving him a devious smile. Then she plunged his thick cock to the back of her throat. Warnick moaned audibly. Manda giggled against his cock in her throat.
She ran her hands up his thighs and got a good grip on them. Then, using him as leverage, she pulled herself closer to him. Giving him better access to the back of her throat. His hand twisted up in her hair, guiding her down just the way he wanted. She could feel him in her throat get just a little harder. She knew he was about to cum.
“Excuse me!”
Warnick jumped in panic. Manda let his cock slide out of her mouth. A stray string of saliva slopped down across her chin. She turned to see Dan poking his head in the door.
“Oh, hi, honey.” She greeted.
“Let’s go,” Dan ordered.
“Okay, I will be right there.” She responded.
Dan’s eyes went to Warnick. Manda looked back at him too. He was standing in shock. His cock was starting to soften. Manda frowned a little. “Sorry about that. Maybe next time.” She winked, giving his dick one last squeeze. With that, she wiped her chin and was out the door.
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