Making Her Pay Pt. 01

There is some sex in this story but I don't believe anyone would think it is a stroke story. Sorry. For the RAAC lovers, hit the backspace and move on. You won't like it. For those who want death and destruction rained down on the participants, same advice. This is in multiple parts as it grew as I wrote it.

*****

The alarm went off at six a.m. and I groaned as I rolled over and hit the snooze button. Please, God, just ten more minutes was my silent prayer. Last night was a harsh one. Marie, my wife of twenty-two years just wouldn't give up in her quest to drive me insane.

No, she wasn't really trying to make me insane but the topic was now so old and she was still harping on it that I wondered if I might go insane. Now on a Monday morning I had to get up, even as tired as I was, and get ready to go to work.

The topic you might ask was simple. Marie had got it into her forty year old head that we needed to "spice up our sex life" according to her. She and her teacher friend, Mark Billings, had come up with the idea that we needed to swap partners.

I got up and shut off the alarm before it went off again. Marie didn't have to get up for another hour but I had a couple of important meetings this morning. One was with the CEO but the other was with a headhunter out of Atlanta. I wasn't looking to move at this time but you always are polite to these people as you don't know the future and someday you might just need their services.

As I shaved I thought back on what the hell had happened to bring about the craziness of the last few months. Yes, she had been dropping hints to get me to accept this idea for months. I started to think back on when she might have developed the attitude that we needed to expand our sexual horizons.

I was a senior in high school when I first caught sight of the new freshman, Marie Donaldson. She was a skinny young thing but had a great smile. I didn't act on it then. No, I waited until she was a junior and I was finishing my associate's degree in business at the local community college when we met again at a homecoming game. Since I had played football in high school I was allowed on the sidelines during the homecoming game and I spotted the changes in Marie right away. She was no longer the skinny freshman. Hell, no, now she was toned, fit, and a babe. She was maybe five six or seven with natural blonde hair and the requisite blue eyes. Her bust was contained, I suppose, in a sports bra but still bounced a little as she did her routines.

I was still in pretty good shape as I worked out and ran three to four days a week. At six foot even I was a little over average height. My cock, though, was average at right at six inches when hard and looking at Marie bouncing around the sidelines I was ready to get hard quickly.

Oh, I suppose I should introduce myself. Don't really feel the need to as I am just reminiscing here but my name is Troy Stutzman. I am three years older than Marie at forty three now and am a mid level manager in a manufacturing concern. I have worked for Acme Manufacturing since graduating with my associate's degree but now have a masters in business.

Let's tick off all of the particulars. Six foot even, six inch cock, brown hair and brown eyes. I have all my own teeth and don't need any Viagra to get me hard, at least not yet. I also still have a good head of hair. Good genes I guess. While I don't have rock hard abs or bulging muscle I also don't look that bad in running shorts and a tank top.

Marie, though, now had the mom bod of the average forty year old female. She is nicely rounded with heavy breasts. She isn't fat, though, just not toned anymore. She is still the love of my life. I don't care if she isn't still the toned and fit cheerleader I was attracted to so many years ago.

Well, back to that good memory. After the game I introduced myself and asked her out. For some reason she remembered me from when I was a senior and invited me to the homecoming dance as she had just broken up with her long-time boyfriend. I gladly accepted her invitation.

I will admit it was hard to party with high school kids after being out of that element for so long. I was now used to more mature parties. The alcohol at this party was stuff stolen from the 'rents whereas my kind of party had everyone legally obtaining alcohol.

Also, most of my friends used a little grass at times. Some would go outside to smoke but the brownies were always laced with good weed. At that high school party the weed was good old ditch weed and just added a little taste to the brownies.

I did have a good time since I was with Marie and we found a lot to talk about. She was debating staying local and getting her first couple of years in the community college like I had done before going for her teaching degree. I was planning on going for my last two years at a four year liberal arts college an hour away from our small town. My plan was to graduate in two years with my BS in business and then maybe head to graduate school.

Just to keep the story short just remember the old adage, If you want to see God smile tell him your plans.

Marie and I started to date on the weekends that I could get home. I had a part time job near the college so we didn't see each other as much or as often as we both wanted. Out of respect for her I didn't push becoming physical at all, well other than necking and some petting which might have included a little finger action at times. There was some reciprocation on her part as she was very good at giving hand jobs along with the occasional quick suck or two but modern cars are just not made for that kind of physical activity with the consoles and bucket seats and miniscule back seats. I watch old movies and the cars of the forties and fifties had to be designed for parking and sparking, if you catch my meaning.

Well, anyway, we continued that was throughout the rest of her junior year, that summer even though I took on an internship a hundred miles away, and then her senior year, my junior year after transferring to the liberal arts college.

Then came her senior prom. We got special permission so I could escort her. Being an alumni in good standing and a clean high school record helped the administration allow a twenty-one year old to attend. I was just finishing my junior year and feeling kind of cocky. Our lives changed that night.

When the prom was over we headed to the after prom party for a while then Marie whispered in my ear that she wanted to end the night's celebration with just the two of us alone. She suggestively rubbed my crotch a little to let me know exactly what she wanted.

I went to the nearest pay phone, yes this was before cell phones were affordable, and made a reservation at the nearest nice motel. Since the plan was that Marie would be at the after prom party all night she had no curfew. We made our way out of the throng and were soon stopping for a bottle of cheap Champaign and then we were alone in a room with a large bed.

We were both nervous. I had a little experience with sex but it was of the mostly one night stand variety and that was before getting serious about Marie. Marie was a blushing virgin. You have never seen anyone blush until you see how red a natural blonde gets. I was intent on finding out where all she was that lovely color.

We kissed as we helped each other out of our clothing. Mine was easier. Her fabulous prom dress had to be handled gingerly as she didn't want her folks to think she was doing anything other than celebrating at the after prom party.

Finally she was down to her strapless bra, stockings and barely there panties. I was down to my tightee whities. This was the most we had ever seen each other even at the beach in the summer time. I don't think swimsuits count. My cock was forcing the front of my briefs out.

We took the last step. I released her bra and exposed her lovely breasts. I don't know cup size but they were a handful and I loved them. I guess she loved the way I loved them. I kissed, sucked, nibbled, and lightly pinched each nipple as I attended to the other one. I gently molded her breast as I focused on her nipples. She moaned and groaned and pulled my head to each area she wanted stimulated.

I used my free hand to gently rub her wonderfully formed rear cheeks and then slowly stroked her hidden charms between her legs. Her silky panties soon gave way to my fingers and I was caressing her lightly furred mound. She was so wet. I loved it.

She was busy at the same time. My briefs ended up with a huge wet spot from the precum that she stimulated as she fondled my cock for such a long time. Marie was very deliberate and made sure I was aching but not in danger of embarrassing myself by blowing my wad in my underwear.

I slipped her panties off and now she was a goddess in her nudity. Aphrodite had nothing on her. I professed my love to her over and over that night and meant it every time. She wasn't just a notch in the old bedpost, she was my love and my life.

My briefs caught on my erection and it sprung up and down a couple of times as she pulled that last bit of clothing off. She turned and gave me my first look at her naked incredible ass as she bent and pulled the covers back. I just had to plant a kiss or two on the twin cheeks she presented me. I now saw her blush from the top of her breasts to her hairline.

We were playful and serious at the same time. She was concerned about the pain of the first penetration. I tried to reassure her and I must have succeeded as we then consummated our love for each other. First I made oral love to her. Yes, I dove in and licked, slurped and nibbled her tight virginal slit along with her aroused clitoris. Her taste was divine. I worked my way around her groin area, kissing and tasting all of her flesh. When I got back to her clit it had expanded in size and now was large enough to suckle a little. Bang, off she went. Her legs slammed straight out and she grabbed my hair and pulled me in tight as she let out little squeals and whimpers.

Finally she let me go long enough to allow me to move back up and kiss her lips. She must have decided that her taste wasn't that bad as she didn't pull away. You could see the love in her eyes as she begged me to make her a complete woman.

My cock was hard as a rock and I desperately wanted to just mount up and slam old Lucifer home but I forced myself to slow down. I asked her for some help. At first she was a little puzzled but finally got the idea. Marie reached down and grasped my erection and then rubbed the head in her furrow.

Between my natural lubrication and her abundance from her orgasm I was soon fully lubed up and then she placed the head of my cock in her tight opening and then released me. I slowly moved inward. It was snug but not restrictively tight and I slowly sank my full six inches in without any hitch.

I was surprised that her hymen seemed to be missing but then decided it didn't really matter as she was panting from the pleasure that my cock seemed to be giving her. Since she was a cheerleader maybe she had torn her hymen doing the gymnastic routines at some time or other.

She raised her head to look down past her naturally large breasts and their fully engorged nipples to see our coupling. "It is so large but feels so good. Baby, I love your cock." I slid back out a couple of inches. Marie gave out a little sigh of disappointment but then gave out a little squeak of pleasure when I shoved it back in.

We began that ancient of all dances. Thrust, withdraw, repeat, over and over again. I propped my shoulders up high to give myself the maximum leverage. Marie would alternately lay back and caress my chest, my face and even my head as I slowly pumped in an out. Then she would grab my shoulders and pull her torso up until her nipples rubbed in my sparse chest hair.

We would kiss then. When she tired she would drop back and keep her legs fully extended so that I could get maximum depth in her lovely pussy. All too soon, though, the feeling of extreme pleasure was making my thrusts harder and faster. I know I was moaning and groaning with this movement.

Then just before I lost control she started to pant and whine and rubbed her pubic bone against mine as she flexed those long legs around my pelvis and jammed us tight and then made small movements against me. She squealed and then dug her finger nails into my shoulder as she let go. I tried to ride her orgasm out but her pussy muscles were milking me and literally massaged my cock until I fired volley after volley of sperm into her clasping orifice.

When I regained my awareness of our surroundings I jumped back spilling sperm from her reddened pussy. "Oh, shit, I should have pulled out. You could get pregnant."

Marie reached up and grabbed my face and gave me a kiss. "I just came off my period so I shouldn't be fertile. It is all right. Even if we did create a baby it will just be a little early for us. I love you and I love what we just did."

I was somewhat mollified but, at the same time, I really didn't want any kids just yet. I wanted to finish school and felt that Marie would want to go to college and get her degree first also.

We made love again that night. Finally about six in the morning I roused her and we got dressed and I took her home. I am sure her mother suspected what we did as she was very perceptive but I also believe Marie's dad felt that his little princess would never soil herself with premarital sex.

We managed to have a couple more trysts during the summer after her graduation but it was infrequent at best and I was always sure to use a condom each time. In the middle of July Marie and I had a serious talk after seeing a movie. "Troy, I have missed my last two periods. I am going to the doctor tomorrow to find out for sure but I think I am pregnant."

She stopped there to let the news sink in. I know I gave out a sigh. "Well, I suppose I shouldn't be that surprised. Our first night was a long one with frequent injections of baby makers into your baby factory. Even though you believed you were safe and not ovulating, things do happen."

We hugged and kissed and then started to plan a wedding. Since our families were all local we didn't have to work on hotel and motel rooms. Just family alone would be about one to two hundred invitees. Add friends and classmates we would soon need a venue to handle about three hundred.

We did the walk of shame with our parents and let them all know that they were soon to be grandparents. Of course they were very disappointed. Marie's father was livid and called me some harsh names but settled down later. No we never did get to where we could have a friendly relationship but we did finally get to the point where we could have civil discourse at family gatherings and holiday celebrations.

The moms immediately decided that we would get married in August so that Marie wouldn't be showing yet, at least not very much. Yeah, it wasn't that uncommon for unmarried couples to have a child or two out of wedlock but that wasn't how we were raised.

The plans came together and we were wed. I did not return to school and finished my bachelor's degree by taking night courses. This was before online universities were popular so that wasn't an option. I got an entry level job at Acme Manufacturing and learned the company from the bottom up. With my degree I at least earned enough money to get a nice apartment and we were able to put a little away each payday so that we were building a down payment fund for a house someday.

Six months later Jamie Anne Stutzman was born. Marie's pregnancy was uncomplicated and she even avoided the dreaded morning sickness for the most part. She was in labor for only ten hours. Ten hours of hell for her but way less than other moms are usually in labor for the first time. Jamie was our dream baby. She slept all night unless she was hungry. Marie decided to nurse and her nicely formed breasts grew at least a single cup size and her nipples became permanently enlarged from the sucking that Jamie did to get her milk.

Our sex life resumed after the healing process and I always felt we were happy. Marie decided to not go on to school and just worked part-time to help with household expenses and start the education fund for our children's futures. Yes, we ended up with more than one child. We actually have three kids.

Mick followed a couple of years later and then Stacey rounded out the family before we decided we were done and I had a vasectomy so that Marie wouldn't have to use birth control.

We bought our first house before Mick was born and lived there for six or so years before moving to the larger house we now occupy. Jamie is now a junior in college, Mark is a freshman in a different college, and Stacey is a junior in high school.

We never had any trouble with the kids, at least not big trouble, just the usual growing pains. It was so hard to realize we couldn't keep them small, protected and innocent of the harsh world but I think that is every parent's dilemma.

Jamie has a steady boyfriend who might just become her fiancé in a year or so. Mick is busy sampling every female he can hit on. Stacey has had a couple of serious boyfriends but hopefully still is clinging onto her virginal status a while longer.

Marie became an employee of the school system after Stacey started school. She works as a paraprofessional, or para, in one of the grade schools here in town. She gets to help teach without the full responsibilities of the teacher. She doesn't even have to attend parent-teacher conferences.

I worked my way up the ladder from the manufacturing floor to a supervisor position and then to a management position. With my degree and experience at a younger age than most at my level I occasionally get attention from headhunters from other manufacturing plants. Like I said earlier I was to meet with one of the headhunters today to find out who would like to interview me this time.

I am happy where I am as I get along with both the upper management and the union. My teams always meet production goals and are usually under budget.

That brings us up to the recent past. Marie began this school year with a new teacher. He is a young newly-minted educator and needed the experience that Marie brings to the classroom. She might not be a certified teacher but she does know how to set up a classroom and how to put together lesson plans and is a great help to Mark.

I first heard about Mark Billings when Marie met him at the teacher inservices before the school year started. She raved about how intelligent and mature he seemed to be and how he would impact young lives. Of course she never talked about what the wonder teacher looked like, just about his personality and ideas on how to engage even the most reluctant child.

I wasn't concerned then. Our sex life was still pretty good. I run two or three days a week and go to the gym and work the weights a couple of evenings also. Marie walks a lot but has gained some weight over the years. Like I said earlier she had more of the "Mom bod" but is still very attractive and rocks most any style of clothing. Our sexual interludes are not usually the hot and sweaty "jungle love" type of coupling but more of the loving and giving type sex that I imagine is the norm for the long term relationship that we have.

During the course of the school year some things started to change. One was that Marie started to go to the school during teacher work days. She had never had to do that before. Since I run or work out in the evenings after work she started to go out with the "girls" a couple of evenings a week. Since Stacey was the only one still at home and didn't need much supervision Marie stated she was starting to feel that empty nest syndrome and was starting to develop a circle of friends.