I waited under the gazebo, the official behind me. I was excited as today I am getting married to someone I never thought would love me.

I was a genius and wrote some of the most used software for big retail companies. They loved my work as it was extremely user-friendly and they could easily teach even their least qualified staff to use it. This meant I was rich. At twenty-three I was a multi-millionaire. It all sounds great, except that I was socially awkward. I never was confident enough to go out and meet people, and dating apps just turned into dry holes for me.

Meeting Jessica was purely by chance, as she attended a training session I was presenting. She worked for an import/export company that was looking to adapt my software.

The software adaptation was easily done, and I spent a lot of time with Jess as we tweaked the software. She called me handsome and wondered why I was still single. She slowly drew me out of my shell and I felt myself falling in love with her. She was three inches shorter than me at 5’9” with a curvy body and blond hair to the small of her back. She had soft green eyes and a cute nose flanked by cheeks with a natural blush and a smattering of freckles. Her mouth was always ready to smile at me, and her soft lips caressed mine into a desperate love when she kissed me the first time. I loved kissing her, tasting her mouth as she gently stroked my cheek.

The first time we had sex was my first time, and she guided me patiently as she showed me where to touch her and where to kiss her. I was shocked when she had an orgasm, and she soothed me, telling me that her moans were good. She was two years older than me, and we spent evenings exploring my skills in bed, and I knew I was getting good at making her moan. We dated for two years before I asked her to marry me, and she cried happily.

By this time the software was running well, but she still worked late some evenings, sometimes up to three times a week. I knew her role meant she was the first responder for any issues regarding the IT side of the company. I met her boss, the owner. His name was Lance, and he was a typical business owner. He was slightly overbearing and bombastic, with a tendency to try and dominate people.

I made a few more friends through Jessica. One of them became my friend too. John stood to my side, he was my best man.

“Relax Aaron, she will come,” John whispered to me, squeezing my shoulder.

“I know, bud. I am just nervous in general,” I answered.

Then the music started and Hayley appeared. She was Lance’s daughter and at sixteen was an absolute beauty. She was slimly built with long red hair that hung straight down to her butt and a delicate face filled with freckles. Hayley was a track athlete, and we have a strange friendship. Hayley always found me whenever we were at the same socials and loved chatting with me. She always said that it seems I understand her, and the other adults were boring. I knew if I was still in school I would be desperately in love with Hayley, so I tried to limit any physical contact to hugs when we greeted. That did not mean that I was immune to the way she looked at me with her azure eyes. But those thoughts would fade the moment I laid eyes on Jessica in any gathering.

Now Hayley walked down the aisle, holding the basket of flower petals. The blue dress she wore stopped just above her knees, making her skin glow. She started to drop the petals as she walked, and her eyes found mine. She smiled softly as she walked. She was a bit old for a flower girl, but she asked for the job knowing she would not be picked as a bridesmaid. That task fell to Hannah, Jessica’s oldest friend. She appeared behind Hayley, and I saw the normal cold look as our eyes met. Hannah seemed to be like Lance concerning me. I was sure Hannah did not want Jessica to marry me.

Then Jessica appeared. My knees almost gave way as she looked at me, her mouth smiling widely.

Her father, David also looked at me and he seemed content. We had some serious disagreements when I presented Jessica with a prenuptial agreement. He was adamant that we did not need it, and that it seemed like I did not trust Jessica.

My eyes found Simon, my lawyer, and the closest thing to a dad I had. Simon took me under his wing when my drunkard of a father got himself sent to jail for more than a decade after killing someone whilst drunk driving. He was abusive toward me and had caused my mother’s suicide ten years ago. Simon had insisted I have a contract and I trusted him.

I looked at Hayley again. She also knew what it was like to not have your mother in your life. Her mother divorced Lance when she was ten and was now living in France. Hayley rarely saw her and was angry at her mother. It was this shared anger that drew Hayley and me together.

Eventually, Jessica made it to me, and I shook her father’s hand. He squeezed a little harder as if to warn me against causing Jessica any pain. That was not my intention.

“Hey handsome,” Jessica whispered to me as she moved in next to me.

“Hey, ethereal angel. I have never seen you look more beautiful than this,” I answered.

“Thank you, my love,” she answered as she took my hand.

The ceremony got underway, and we read our custom vows to each other. Then she was pronounced my wife. We kissed softly, and I held her until I felt her lips smile under my lips.

“We have to turn to the guests my love, but put a pin in it. I love kissing my husband.”

“Just one more,” I begged and she gave it to me.

We turned to our guests, almost all being Jessica’s friends and family. Then the party started. We decided the speeches should be first, and John did a fair job of embarrassing me. Hannah barely mentioned me in her speech. We opened the dance floor, and Hayley demanded the second dance with me. Lance danced with Jessica.

“You look so beautiful, Hayley,” I said, smelling the Opium perfume I had given her for her birthday six weeks ago.

“And you look so handsome, Aaron. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your wedding.”

“There was no way you would not have been. I almost asked Jess if you could be my best woman.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, but that would have meant if I got cold feet you would have had to marry Jess.”

“God. Perish the thought,” she said and I was stunned at the edge in her voice.

“But I still think you are the second most beautiful girl here. The bride has to be the prettiest.”

“Thank you. Can I ask something different?”

“Sure, ask.”

“Can you help me with calculus as well as advanced programming? When you get back from your honeymoon, of course.”

“I would love to, Noodle. But keep in mind that each would require an afternoon, so can you spare two afternoons?”

“Yes. I will come on the days I normally just run around the track for fitness. I have a treadmill at home I can use.”

“Then deal.”

“Aaron, I look forward to it.”

“Sure, Noodle,” I answered and smiled as she mock scowled at me using her nickname. It was ours alone, so she did not mind.

An hour later I noticed Jessica was not in the hall and set off to find her. She was nowhere in sight and I walked out on a secluded balcony. I could see into the bridal suite, and my heart shattered. My wife was still in her wedding dress, but it was lifted and she was being fucked in the ass by John, with Lance fucking her pussy. I watched in horror as I heard her faintly moan out her pleasure. Then I smelled Opium, just before I felt her small hand on my back.

“Sorry, Doopy,” Hayley said softly as she pulled at me to turn me away. Her nickname for me filled me with some comfort. She held me as I started to cry softly, and she took my phone out. I heard the camera app click behind my back as she took photos of the events in the room.

“Come with me, Aaron,” Hayley said softly as she took my hand and led me away

I followed numbly, barely registering what I had just seen. It felt like a nuclear bomb had gone off in my chest. Hayley led me to her room in the hotel and we went in. She pushed me to sit on the bed.

“I hate her, Aaron. She never had anything nice to say about you when you were not around.”

“Why marry me?”

“To get money out of you. The contract does not say that you cannot give her the money, just that she has no right to it legally.”

“What do I do? Jesus, Hayley. I am so lost.”

“Aaron, I love you. I love my Doopy, and I know you love me too.”

“But….”

My words vanished into her mouth as she stepped closer and kissed me. It was soft, gentle and her fingers combed through my hair. I tasted her chapstick and started to kiss her back. It felt so wrong, and yet my subconscious urged me to kiss her full lips. She straddled my lap as we kissed, and I felt her unmistakable undulation as she started to rub herself on me. I felt my cock grow hard, and could not fathom why. I was in the midst of the worst emotional event of my life, and I was getting horny.

“I love you, Doopy,” Hayley whispered as she lifted off me, then her hands went under her dress, and her panties dropped to the floor.

She reached for my crotch and undid my pants as her mouth found mine again. She opened my pants and I lifted my butt slightly as she pulled them off, along with my underwear. I gasped into her mouth as I felt her small hand take my cock again, then she moved closer and straddled me again, only this time she raised and I felt her guide me to her warm sheath. I felt her moist lips on my cock and then she let go. Her lower lips parted over my cock head and her pussy opened up for me as she lowered herself, her mouth never leaving mine. Then I felt her maidenhood, but Hayley kept the pressure up until it gave way. She stopped kissing me and dropped her head into my shoulder as she gasped, then whimper. She held still and I put my hands on her hips to help her.

“Noodle, are you sure?” I asked.

“Yes, Doops. Please do not stop me. I beg you, we need this. I need this. The man I am desperately in love with will now always be in my memory.”

She started to push down again and I felt her buttocks on my thighs. I was fully inside her. She leaned back slightly, her hands joined behind my neck, and I saw it clearly. Hayley loved me and wanted this. She gently started to flex her hips, wrinkling her brow at her sensitivity. She did not let up and my hands slipped under her dress to her perfect butt. It felt as good as it looked. As we looked into each other’s eyes I felt the barrier that stopped me from falling for this nymph vanish.

It made no sense that I was falling for Hayley, whilst I was desperately in love with Jessica just half an hour ago. I pulled Hayley closer and kissed her softly as she gently rode me. Her first orgasm was gentle, and I loved her little gasps as she pushed down hard on me. We kissed for a few minutes, then she started to ride me again, going for bigger movements as she got used to having me in her. There was no way I would last in her tightness and I felt my pleasure growing as she also started to make more noise. Jessica would be slamming hard into me now, but Hayley was still as gentle as the first time. I lifted one hand to a small breast and immediately felt the rock-hard nipple through the fabric. Hayley started to gasp louder and my pleasure was nearing its peak.

I could not hold back any longer and my climax hit me like a truck. I could feel the pleasure pulse through every single nerve ending. Hayley’s hit just as hard a couple of strokes later and she screamed into my neck as she started to shake on me. I had never felt Jessica orgasm that hard, nor had she made me orgasm as hard as I just did. Hayley calmed down and pulled back slightly. I saw that soft smile as she stroked my cheek.

“I love you, Doopy.”

“I love you too, Noodle,” I answered, knowing I was not lying. Her softness made me safe, and I felt the absolute destruction of Jessica’s actions dissipate as I looked into eyes that I now knew wanted me as a man. I held her as I stood up and then lay her down on the bed, with me still inside her. I started to move in her again.

“Yes, Aaron. Just one more.”

I gently made love to her, the same as she did with me. My mouth sought hers as we moved in sync, her hands pulling at me as she whispered softly that she wanted me to do this. Her whole body told me she wanted me, and that she wanted the sweetness. I had to admit that I loved being gentle with her, feeling her hips meet mine as her lips sought out mine with gentle kisses. I was experiencing intimacy like never before and wanted it forever. Hayley started to increase her hip movement, which made sure my next orgasm would not be too far in the future. I felt Hayley’s pussy spasm as her orgasm started to boil inside her, and it started to milk mine from me. Hers hit, and then mine followed barely two thrusts later.

I held deep inside her after we both came down. She held me with her legs as her pussy stopped spasming. I started to pull out and eventually left her heat. I felt lonely and knew why. I was feeling things Jessica never made me feel, and I realized that Hayley was right. Jessica saw me as a wallet. The authentic emotion I saw in Hayley’s eyes was something I had never seen with Jessica. I realized that I had never watched Jessica’s actions. I just believed her words.

“What now, Noodle?” I asked.

“You tutor me, and we do this.”

“I am married.”

“I know. Doopy, I am not sure I can swing coming to you for extra classes if you get an annulment,” Hayley said softly, and I knew she was right. I would have to stick it out with Jessica for the foreseeable future if I wanted to see my true love regularly.

Then my anger came. I wanted revenge, and I wanted Hayley.

“I will gather evidence using a PI, Noodle. I will work on our issue as well.”

“You will need to act like you are smitten,” she said and she was right.

“Yes, I will try. Perhaps thinking of you instead of her?”

“Please, Doops. But if it gets hard, we make another plan. Will you be able to love a kid?”

“I do love you, kid.”

“Like you loved her?”

“No, not like that. I will prove to you that I will love you better.”

“Thanks, Doopy.”

I got off the bed, pulled my pants up, and then fetched a washcloth from the bathroom. Hayley was still lying down with her legs open and her beautiful pussy exposed. I cleaned her up and knelt down, kissing her softly. She got up and left her panties. We walked down to the reception again, and Jessica was there. She rushed to me, asking me where I was.

“I just went for a walk after you vanished,” I answered, accepting a kiss from her.

Jessica never left my side for the evening and we said goodbye to the guests. I had the last dance with Hayley, and she held me chastely, but her eyes said she wanted to hold me close.

“Apparently we will be in the same hotel as you are for your honeymoon, according to my dad,” she said to me.

“We all know why.”

“Doopy, it also means we will repeat what we did. Do you want to?”

“Yes, Noodle. I was dreading a week away with her.”

“Was I that good?”

“Sex was amazing, but you are so much more than that. I am working on a plan for us that will break them as well as help us.”

“Are you sure? That sounds like commitment.”

“I am sure. Look, Hayley. I have no idea where we are going, and I definitely do not want to hurt you like I am hurting.”

“I know, Aaron. But I also understand that you are married, and until you are loose from her you need to be intimate with her.”

“She is rather frigid, sex maybe once a week with me. Now I know why.”

“Get new friends, please, my darling.”

“I will, Noodle. I think I will like your friends, so introduce me”

“See you next week. Maybe we can use the hotel gym together. And my friends will be nothing like her friends.”

“Excellent plan. Text me if you have to. If you feel unsure, get a hold of me.”

“Are you sure?” Hayley asked softly.

“I felt a mental shift when we made love, so I am sure.”

We separated as the music stopped and she hugged me softly. I held her just a few seconds longer, and her smile told me that she liked it.

Jessica and I greeted the guests and then walked to the bridal suite. Inside, everything was perfect with no trace of her sex party at all. She started to kiss me, and I knew I had to have sex with her. I responded to her but only after I started imagining it was Hayley. Jessica wanted me to lick her, but I declined. I told her I was too horny for that, when in fact I was not in the mood to lick another man’s cum out of her.

With a growl, I threw her on the bed and lifted her dress. I pulled her wet panties off, then freed my cock. I could see her disappointment that I was not going to do oral on her, but she pulled me over her in any case, and I pushed into her slippery cunt in one shove. She groaned as I hilted myself, and then I felt my rage. I folded her legs to her chest and started slamming into her. Jessica looked shocked, but she soon started to get into it as I fucked her hard. I knew she was now just a piece of fuckmeat to me, and I treated her accordingly. She started to moan loudly, which turned into shrieks as I pounded her. Jessica orgasmed hard under me and I pulled out, pushing into her ass.

We had never done anal, and her eyes flew open.

“No no no, please my angel,” she asked, but her eyes gleamed with lust.

“I want it, just this once,” I growled as I started to pound her ass.

John’s cum in there made it nice and slippery and I was soon using full strokes. Jessica got back into it and she had a massive orgasm. I pulled out and plunged into her pussy again, slamming her hard as she pulled at me to get me to go harder. She was behaving like a proper slut under me and I was not close to making love to her. She was just a fuckslut now.  Jessica blew up into the biggest orgasm she had ever had with me and I soon felt my orgasm grow. At the last moment, I pulled out and yanked my cock, blowing my cum all over her dress and thighs. I was not going to risk having a kid with her. I got up and started to strip for a shower.

“Jesus, Aaron, what was that?” she asked as she started to come down from her high.

“Just making love to you, my beautiful wife.”

I walked to the shower and opened it, letting it wash my tears away as the pain hit me again. Jessica joined me after ten minutes and held me.

“Are you angry?” she asked.

“Where did you vanish to? I stood like a fool, waiting for you. I needed the walk to calm down.”

“I was dealing with an interpersonal thing between Hannah and Kristy, one of my other friends. It seems they shared a boyfriend at some stage.”

“That could have waited, as Hannah definitely does not care for me. But they are your friends, not mine. I even looked for John, but he was also missing.”

“He knew the history, so he helped mediate.”

“And Lance?”

“I have no idea where he was, but he is single so maybe he had a guest assist him, if you know what I mean.”

“I did chat with Hayley though, which helped. She wants me to tutor her some afternoons.”

“Wow. Should I be worried?”

I was glad she could not see my smirk.

“She is a fucking kid, Jess. Look, I will deal with it because I want to enjoy next week.”

“I might have to work one day. Lance asked me if we could meet with one of their shipping companies.”

“Yeah, that will not work for me. Working on our honeymoon?”

“Jesus, Aaron. It is just one day,” she snapped.

“Okay, I am not getting into it, but I feel that you could have chosen us, at least for the week.”

“I just married you, so I am choosing us. Why did you not want to give me oral?”

“I just wasn’t in the mood, Jess. Is this now going to be an issue, what we are in the mood for during sex?”

“No, but you used to love doing it.”

“I was hopped up and horny, sorry.”

“Yes, you were horny.”

We slept naked, but she did not spoon me as usual. I was fine with it and knew I would have to keep antagonizing her if I wanted to stay out of her pussy. Her issue with the oral bugged me, and I felt like she wanted to cuckold me or she wanted to get off on me eating another man’s cum out of her. I decided that I should change tact, maybe allow for some of her dominance, so whenever my plan gets an outline she would be shattered.

The next morning we had breakfast with her family as well as Hannah and John, who seemed cozy. I was indifferent to them and only felt my mood change when Hayley and Lance came in for breakfast. Hayley and I quickly outlined our plans to gym together and Jessica seemed uncomfortable with it until Lance grinned at her. I was sure she now saw it as a chance to fuck him every day.

“Don’t worry, sport. I will not keep your wife from you,” he said with a magnanimous smile.

“We did discuss it, so I am okay with her going for one day to work,” I said as I took Jessica’s hand.

She predictably pulled her hand out and I made a sad face when I looked at her. He smiled at me and I almost threw up. We flew out to the West Coast later, with Jessica listing all the activities we could do. That evening we were intimate again, and I was less angry with her, even giving her oral. I knew that I would have to play my role perfectly. The next day Lance and Hayley arrived, and we had lunch together. Hayley wanted a lot of pictures of me and Jessica together, and I could feel Jessica resist being intimate with me in front of Lance. Hayley milked it until Lance spoke to her. I defended her and asked her to send me the pictures, for sentimental value.

I desperately loved the ten pictures of her in her underwear that she included. She had a beautiful figure, and I looked forward to kissing her small nipples soon. That evening I got the chance as we used the sauna after a good workout. We were alone and Hayley dropped her towel as soon as she entered. She was naked and glorious. She walked closer and I wrapped my arms around her as my mouth found hers. Then I slipped my hand to her naked breast and dropped my head to suck her other perfect nipple into my mouth. She gasped softly as she stroked my hair.

I found her wetness with my other hand and she almost immediately convulsed in orgasm. Her hands opened my towel and found my hardness. She gently jacked me, but mostly used her fingertips to tickle me. I was impossibly hard. She straddled me and I felt her warmth close over my cock. Hayley had another orgasm as she hilted me in her. Her mouth found mine and we kissed as she started to ride me gently. I was on edge and just a few strokes from her had me blow up in her. She got off me and I pushed her down, then my tongue entered her. I tasted my cum and knew I had to decide if I could live with it. I could deal with the bitter taste but I knew that I had to next deal with the taste from Jessica, knowing it was another man’s cum.

I left that thought alone as Hayley started to get into my actions, and I focused on her pleasure. She had different zones in her pussy and I found them all, her tell-tale gasps guiding me. She orgasmed hard and I lifted over her, nudging into her again. The satisfied look on her face as I entered her told me that she would rather have me in her, but I was not going to deny her my tongue at any point in time. Hayley reached for me, her hand in my hair on the back of my neck and she looked into my eyes as I gently stroked into her. She would pull me in for a kiss at times, but then release me so she could look at me. Her face told me I was doing what she wanted, and we managed to reach our final climaxes together. I stayed deep in her, and she pulled me against her, so we could kiss. I went soft in her and finally left her, feeling that sense of loneliness again.

“I feel so empty,” she whispered as I cleaned her up.

“I know the feeling.”

“Doopy, I am falling in love with you in a new way.”

“Let it happen, as I also feel it.”

We showered separately and then walked to our rooms. I left her at her door with a quick hug, then walked to our room.

Jessica was amorous and I knew why. There was no time like the present when she pulled off her robe. She was absolutely stunning, but it covered a bitch heart.

“Please, eat me first, Aaron. God, I need you so badly.”

I also stripped, planning my approach. She opened her legs as I crawled onto the bed, and that pussy that I was so in love with previously opened up to me. I latched on to her clit and she near lifted the roof as her orgasm hit. I pushed two fingers into her and started to finger her, making sure I scoop as much of what was inside her out.

“Put your tongue in me, please baby.”

I decided it was crunch time and did that. It tasted very much like mine, but the taste was faint whereas mine was strong in Hayley. Jessica came alive as I tongue fucked her. She orgasmed again and then I pushed my cock into her, hilting myself in one shove. I fucked my wife as the euphoria of me eating Lance’s cum drove her to higher levels of pleasure. Had I not known what she was I would have relished that I was doing this to her. But she was a snake, and I fucked her like one. She drew her nails across my back as she orgasmed again, and I thankfully also came soon, coating her thighs in my cum.

“God, Aaron. That was absolutely perfect. I love you so much,” she gasped eventually as she held my face softly.

There definitely was love for me in her eyes, but her fantasy was much stronger than her love.

“I love you so much more, and I cannot believe I am married to you,” I answered.

I kissed her gently to affirm my words, missing the strawberry taste of Hayley’s lips. I started to play my role as the infatuated husband as we went for our shower. Jessica apologized for agreeing to work on our honeymoon, and I forgave her, then sucked her pussy again to prove it. Face it, I did love making her cum hard. I just wish it was Hayley, but that will fall into place.


The honeymoon followed the same pattern, with Jessica being almost euphoric at her perceived control over me. Hayley’s presence made it worth it for me.

After the honeymoon, Hayley picked the days Jessica worked late to come for lessons. We did have lessons but she admitted that she had purposely let her grades slip as she wanted to seduce me eventually. The afternoons normally started with us making love for an hour, where I declined regularly to take her school uniform off. She looked absolutely gorgeous in the plaid skirt with the white blouse. She wore white lace bras which were visible under the cotton of her shirt. She always wore plain cotton panties after she realized that I loved her in them.

Some afternoons she would mount me as the door closed and I would push her against the closed door as we wriggled out of our clothes. Then I would carry her to the bedroom and make love to her again, unbuttoning her blouse and pulling her bra to one side so I could feast on her nipples. On those evenings Jessica would come home as horny as an alley cat, and I knew she wanted me to eat her pussy. I started to taste the difference between Lance and John, and then it seemed another man was added.

Four weeks of this and I decided it was time for Simon. I showed him my photos on the phone that Hayley had taken the night of my wedding. I then told him that I was working on a plan to slam them hard. He made sure I did not wait too long, as we could still get an annulment. He suggested a PI for me, and I paid the retainer. I also signed all the needed documents so it would be just a phone call to get it done. Two months after the wedding the first opportunity for revenge came. Jessica had just made me eat her out and we were laying on the bed.

“Lance needs money for the business, just a short-term loan,” she said.

“Oh, how much. I am not keen on loaning money to friends.”

“Three million. That would be enough, and would be paid back in less than three years.”

“He should talk to a bank. Those terms would make them happy.”

“Fuck, Aaron. You have millions. Just give him the loan.”

“I told you, I am not comfortable loaning money to friends.”

“You were never this stingy,” she snapped.

The next two weeks had me receiving a cold shoulder from her, and I acted like the poor sap she thought I was and had Simon draw up the loan agreement. He protested, but I made sure he understood that it was all part of my plan. I knew Lance would default on the loan because he did not respect me, and they believed I was now fully under Jessica’s control.

The sex with Jessica resumed, but the intimacy with Hayley increased exponentially. There was no doubt now that I was in love with her, and being with Jessica was an absolute drag. I would apologize to Hayley every time I had sex with Jessica, even if she told me it was fine.

One Saturday we took my boat to the lake for some water sports. I was well adept at waterskiing, and Lance towed me. Jessica had her hands all over him as I was towed, with Hayley suntanning her perfect body in the nose of the boat. There were two more couples on the boat, and I was sure John was trying to pull moves on Hayley. Then Lance pulled the move and I knew I was going to hurt as he snapped the boat near the shore, and it whipped me out. I tried my best but I hit the solid ground at around fifty miles per hour. I was hurt badly, and the bystanders rushed to me. I heard Jessica yell and rush to me, but as she knelt I saw Lance slip his hand between her thighs momentarily.

Jessica just smiled at him and then continued her fake concern. Hayley reached me, and her concern was authentic. She called for an ambulance. Jessica declined to ride with me and Hayley got in, telling me Jessica said she will secure the boat. Hayley held my hand as the painkiller took effect. I suffered a broken leg, two broken ribs, and a broken arm. Jessica only came to the hospital six hours later, saying she struggled with the boat. I did not give a fuck. They were escalating, and I wondered if they intended to kill me.

I was taken home four days later and ordered to keep still for two weeks. Jessica was annoyed most of the time, but Hayley would lie next to me and tell me about her days. We had some sex, and it was incredible. She searched my face to make sure I was not hurting too much. John came to me as well, asking about an investment opportunity. I told him it was not to be passed up as I had also sunk millions into it. He cleared his pension, 401k, and savings and invested it all in the dummy opportunity I created. The second phase of my plan came together.

Four weeks after the accident, Jessica became bold. She brought Lance home, then moved me to a chair. I knew what was coming and was glad for my internal surveillance, which I normally switched off if we were home. She tied me to the chair.

“Today you will see how much pleasure you give me, my darling,” she said softly.

“Please Jess, not this. I beg you,” I asked.

She kissed me softly, then turned to a grinning Lance and kissed him deeply. They started to take their clothes off as I begged and managed to find some tears as well. Jessica pushed Lance down on the couch and reversed herself onto his cock. She sank down on him and exploded in orgasm, before starting to ride him hard, her eyes never leaving mine. Lance grabbed her tits and started stabbing up into her, speeding up as he fucked her hard. He did not last long and she orgasmed just before he did, slamming deep into her.

“She is mine, Aaron,” Lance said and laughed.

“Yes, my love,” Jessica cooed

“How could you do this to me?” I begged Jessica, sobbing desperately as the repressed pain hit me.

“You are pathetic,” Lance said and laughed as he started to fuck Jessica again, this time on the couch from behind. I watched them fuck, wondering if I will survive this. I wondered if the endgame was to kill me. I felt the pain as I realized only Hayley will truly miss me. She would inherit everything, and Simon would administer it for her if I did die.

Lance came again and then pulled out of Jessica. She walked to me and pushed her pussy into my face.

“Clean up my master’s cum, bitch,” she laughed and I did.

Jessica nearly lost her balance as she orgasmed again.

“I will not be repaying the loan anymore, Aaron. In exchange, I will let you have Jessica two nights a week after I fucked her. You are such a sweet little cuckold now,” Lance said. He grabbed Jessica’s tit and kneaded it as she started to orgasm on my tongue again.

“Okay, thanks,” I muttered as I started to cry again.

I could see them buying it, thinking they had full control. Jessica and Lance left again. She returned at two the next morning and untied me. I was in pain from the position I was tied in and she laughed as she walked to the bedroom.

“No sex for you, tonight, my love. In three days we can talk about it, but Lance will fuck me in front of you, then you can clean me out before you can maybe fuck me. I will decide.”

“Please, Jess. I thought you loved me.”

“I do love you, Aaron. We will grow very old and you will never doubt my love. It will just be hard during this transition period.”

“Will you ever be only my wife again?” I asked, making sure to sound wimpish.

“Maybe. But you can buy my love. Maybe I will then be there for only you. I do not want your kids though, so that will be either John or Lance’s job. Soon I will go off birth control, and then you are not allowed to cum in me.”

“I never thought you were this cruel.”

“I am not cruel. If I was I would have completely cut you off. Now, do not go cold on me, because I will definitely not have sex with you then.”

I nodded. That was her thing. She thought I wanted sex with her.

Jessica let me know that she was going on a business trip with Lance the next day and that we might have sex the next week when she gets back. I just hung up on her.

“You will be cut off for three months because you ended the call so rudely.” She texted and I smirked.

“BTW, you are babysitting Hayley whilst we are gone.” I almost laughed out loud.

The doorbell rang and I opened up for Hayley.

“I need you, Noodle.”

“I am here, and I am yours.”

We made gentle love on the bed with her riding me. My leg was almost back to normal now, but Hayley loved riding me so my hands could be on her nipples. We would change to missionary after my orgasm, as I loved the way she gently stroked my body as I made love to her. After I orgasmed in her the second time I lay on her, my cock was still hard. I told her what had happened, and that I was ready to pull the trigger.

“What about us?” she asked.

“Just wait and see. There might be some days we cannot get together for a few weeks, but you will see.”

“Perhaps you can make a plan to pick me up from school, I just want to see you, Doops. I want the sex a little, but I want to see you.”

“I will do everything I can to make sure we at least see each other. But you will love my plan, but for now, it is a secret.”

“Okay. Please make love to me again.”

“Sure. Look, we will have this week.”

“Then I will come every day.”

“No, tomorrow I will pick you up and we will go to a hotel for the rest of the week. Can you take a sick day?”

“Yes, I will. A whole four days with you in a hotel?”

“Yes. We have to see if we will drive each other nuts in any case.”

“Yeah, like I am nuts with love right now,” she whispered as her eyes started to tear up and she flexed her hips.

I started to gently pump into her, using my whole length as we kissed. Hayley sobbed softly as she held me and I kissed her tears as I made love to her. I understood why she felt so overwhelmed. My words had a ring of permanence for her, and I was sure she was worried that she was just a distraction or just a kid that had no business with me. But I knew, if she stayed with me she would be my forever girl. For her, I would easily make compromises to keep a relationship safe. Her legs folded over mine and she held me. I responded by just flexing my hips, barely moving in her. I did not need an orgasm right now, and I was sure she didn’t either. We needed the connection, and I managed to last well over an hour, with Hayley having two small orgasms. I finally unloaded into her for the last time, but she held me and we spoke.

She told of her fears and dreams, and all of them included me. Then I saw her start to sob as I told her that we will definitely go and visit her mother. I told her that I had done some research and found out that Lance had lied about her mother hating them. She pushed me off her and sat in front of my laptop. I held her body as she wrote her mother an email, baring her heart and exposing the lies.

That night was the first night Hayley slept next to me, and it was very different for me as she held me in her sleep, breathing gently. I was at peace. I took her to school, then swung past Simon, ordering him to get the annulment started. He shrugged as he handed me the completed documents with a sly grin. My marriage had been annulled the week after I got injured. He gave me a file with images of Jessica in various positions. It seemed she would fuck clients at Lance’s request. She was never mine.

The four days at the hotel were not the fuckfest some would have thought. Hayley and I spent a lot of time asking each other questions and taking walks as we chatted. The more I spoke with her, the more I fell in love with her sensitive personality. I also saw her strength when we addressed issues with Jessica, and Hayley refused to allow any self-deprecating comments by me. In her way, she did her best to counter them with her own expressions of my value. She told me that we will go to relationship counseling as soon as we can. I saw very little of the kid she was supposed to be, and also saw that it was natural for her. She was not forcing herself.

The afternoon Jessica came back started with a tirade from her on the phone. I was not at the airport to pick her up, and she had to catch a cab. She berated me all the way to her office, where she got her car. She arrived home and was angry. She kept yelling that I will never get near her pussy again, that this was the last straw. She will ruin me. I was flabbergasted at her hubris. Where the fuck did she think she got all that power from? She stormed into the kitchen and started to swear at me. I calmly opened up the file and her eyes caught the images. She shut up completely as I paged through the photos.

“Looks like you were busy, my love,” I smiled at her and saw the color drain from her face as her delusion vanished.

“Please Aaron, it was just working,” she said softly.

“Oh, and what part of your cuckolding was work?”

“That was a stupid fantasy.”

“So I assume you will resign immediately?”

“Yes, I promise.”

“Call Lance right now, on speaker, and end it.”

I saw her look at her phone and hesitate.

“Bong. Out of time. I have one more surprise for you, my beautiful Jessica,” I said softly and handed her the annulment papers.

“Please, Aaron. God. Not this. I will do anything.”

“This is done. I saw you getting double fucked on our wedding night, and I hoped so hard that you would change and choose me.”

“I choose you now, please. God Aaron. I love you and I was so stupid.”

I took her phone and called her father. He answered happily and lost his joy when he heard it was me. I told him to come and fetch his cheating daughter and ended the call. I told Jessica to go and pack and turned away. She collapsed on the floor, screaming and sobbing that she was sorry. I felt nothing. Her parents arrived and her mother had to pack Jessica’s clothes. She was ashen-faced as she looked at the photos of her daughter being a whore. Her parents begged me, but I showed them the legal papers and told them that Jessica was no longer my wife or my problem. They loaded her stuff as she sat crying on the couch. Her father led her out and I shut the door behind them without another word. I did feel immense remorse at her pain, but I knew it was her own doing.

The next day, Hayley texted me that she was not allowed to see me ever again. I texted her that I was not done yet and that it was definitely only temporary. Lance was too proud to just let it go. Two days later, I sat in his office with Simon and I saw his world collapse I I recalled my loan.

“Lance, I will take your company,” I said coldly and laughed.

“I will pay you back, please, Aaron.”

“Too late, but there is an out. Simon, give us some privacy.”

Simon left the office and closed the door.

“What is the out? Please. Anything.”

“Lance, on Fridays you will drop Hayley off at my house, and pick her up on Sunday afternoon. You will do this, not a driver. She will keep coming for tutoring as well.”

“Why?”

“I know she likes me, and I will now enjoy that. I will never force her, but I am sure she will be agreeable once I turn on my charms. Yes, Lance. You will bring your little girl so I can have my way with her.”

“Please. Not that.”

“Talk with her. It is either that or you lose everything. That is my only offer. And yes, you will still pay back every cent of the loan.”

I got up as he dropped his face in his hands and started to sob. I met Simon outside and we walked out. I saw Jessica, and she looked terrible. I just lifted my hand when she looked like she wanted to approach me.

The next day I felt immense relief as I heard that soft knock. I opened up the door and Hayley smiled softly.

“I am glad you are here, Noodle. Can we just cuddle?”

“Yes, Doopy. I also need to just hold you.”

She told me how broken her father was when he agreed to her coming back. She also told me how she seemed suitably upset about the weekend arrangement, but she told Lance that she will do it to save the business. She promised him that she will resist me.

“That was a lie, just so you know. I would never have been able to resist you, Doops.”

“And I obviously never had any resistance to you, my beautiful Noodle.”

We held each other, knowing this was different. Then she pulled me up and led me to the bedroom. She started to take my clothes off, kissing me regularly. I stood still. Next, I took her clothes off, my lips finding every part of her body I exposed. I sucked her clit into my mouth and she gasped softly. My fingers entered her and she was sopping wet. I gently pushed her down and then entered her. This was so different from before. Now she was my girlfriend in every sense of the word. She was not a mistress anymore. We whispered our love as we made love, searching for intimacy that had changed. It took us almost two hours to finally feel sated. She snuggled into my side for a while, gently caressing my chest. I dressed her and we made coffee. Lance knocked and Hayley found tears as she opened the door. I saw the devastation on Lance’s face as he realized that I had to have seduced Hayley successfully. She did not look back at me as she left. I grinned at Lance then closed the door.

“That was the most amazing afternoon, Doopy. I had never expected it to ever be as good.” Hayley texted me.

“Yes, Noodle. It was something much better than I ever could imagine. You make my life full.”

“I love you so much,”

“I love you more. Sleep well, my sweet angel.”

Two weeks later, John came to my door, crying. He had lost all his money. I did not tell him that it was all in Hayley’s wedding fund now. I commiserated and told him that I also lost something substantial. Then I dumped the images of him fucking Jessica in front of him. For the third time, I saw the soul of a human shatter as the consequences of their careless choices hit them.

***

I kept finding ways to pour into Hayley, and she returned the favor. I gave her an expense card, but she chose handwritten notes and handmade gifts for me and I appreciated them a lot. I also had a man on the inside at the local police station, and he would let me know when the police tried to raid my home. They would almost always arrive with Hayley in front of her laptop, running programs she wrote. Lance gave up eventually, and I could see the defeat in his eyes when he dropped Hayley. I even allowed her seventeenth birthday to be celebrated at my house and invited Lance. It was then that he saw how deeply Hayley and myself loved each other.

We spent the whole summer in France with her mother. She had no problem with Hayley and me and cried with laughter when Hayley told her what we had done to Lance. Hayley and I loved to find little nooks in old buildings to make love in. Jessica did resign and took a job on the West Coast, working for the company they used as a ruse to steal my honeymoon. I still get emails from her, begging for forgiveness and a second chance. I sent her an image of me kneeling in front of Noodle on the Champs-Elysees with the Eiffel Tower in the background, asking her to marry me.

Was it easy? Nope, but our counselor said that building a truly great relationship takes hard work, so Noodle and myself worked hard and never got comfortable. I worked hard on keeping my redhead happy, and it did not surprise me that it took very little money, just a lot of my time. I had no problem spending it with her in any case.

Noodle walked down the aisle alone, her mother a weeping mess and Lance glaring at me. The whole wedding celebration she always held me in some way, and that night the sex changed again, becoming infinitely more intimate.

Eight years after my first encounter with Hayley, we were at a barbecue with friends. The wives were in the kitchen and we were outside. I needed the toilet and walked into the house and overheard a conversation that made my heart break in a very good way. Angie had asked a question.

“Hayley, how is it that you and Aaron seem to get it perfectly right?” she asked.

“Ang, at night we talk. I would talk about my day, especially things that made me insecure or any temptations I encountered. The same with Aaron. We then figure out what we need to make sure we remain intact.”

“Sounds exhausting,” Maria said with a chuckle.

“I knew that making a relationship work actually takes work. Aaron never has to guess what I need because I tell him. I never have to wonder if his silence means I did something because he tells me. I am not going to play roulette with him, hoping he can see my needs. That only causes insecurities. We have other mysteries that we entertain. Fifty percent of the time he has hidden a gift for me, which sometimes is only a note. I do the same with him. But playing on each other’s feelings is not a game we play.”

“Surely it does add some spice to be coy with your feelings?”

“We have both been on the receiving end of serious malice, so we do not need it. Aaron knows my moods when I get home, and he acts accordingly. He knows because he listened to me at the start.”

“What else does he do?”

“Coffee. Aaron knows exactly how I like mine. When he makes me coffee it looks like he is cooking meth. He uses exact measures of cream and sugar. He also has a laser thermometer handy. He weighs the sugar and coffee with a jeweler’s scale and uses a scientific beaker to add exactly the right amount of hot water. My coffee is always perfect.”

“What do you do?”

“He gets bored with some routines, so it is my job to make sure I rotate his lunches. I have twenty different combinations. The only thing he always wants is fruit treats. I once ran out and he was almost in tears when he called me. Now I buy in bulk.”

“And sex?”

“We are compatible, with some adventure at times. One day I was in a dour mood, so he made me coffee and we sat on the couch, with my feet in his lap. He rubbed them as we watched a romcom, which he hates. He made a sarcastic comment and I gently pushed his head with my foot. He kissed my foot and then kissed all the way up my leg. It was a first, and it was amazing in so many ways. But we do not repeat it. One day, as we were driving to a guest house outside the city he said something sweet. I made him pull over and dragged him to the back seat. The thing is, I am always hot for him, and he for me. We use silly excuses to make love and both of us can initiate.”

“If he is not in the mood?”

“He honors my need, and I do the same for him. We sacrifice for each other because we want to grow old together. Some investment is required. That being said, I have never felt forced, and neither has he to my knowledge.”

“No, I have not, Noodle,” I said and she swung around, then blushed as she saw my need.

I took her hand and we walked to the bathroom as the wives whooped and laughed. I needed my wife and she gave herself to me again.

That was yesterday. Right now we are registering to adopt as Hayley was told she might have real issues if she got pregnant. It does not matter to us if we were not biological parents, as we both know how deep our capacity to love is. I secretly hoped for a redhead girl. She already said she wanted a boy with black hair and blue eyes. Our caseworker laughed when we said it actually does not matter. She laughed harder when we gave her our parenting plan, including schools. We were prepared.

But we were not. We got our wishes regarding looks, but neither of us was prepared to fall in love all over again as each of our kids arrived. Three girls and a boy.