I'm so sorry about the long absence. Things have kept me away from here and I just haven't had it in me to write. I'm trying to get back to it... I promise this story WILL be finished... I just can't tell you when :) Hope you enjoy the update!

"Dude, you ever gonna tell us how you got Steph to marry your ass? It's been a freaking year, man!"

I sat across from Zip and he was grilling me while we were at lunch. It had been a year since Steph and I were married. In celebration, Zip, Zero, Junior, Chase, and I were at Shorty's for pizza and beer. I'd rather be with my wife, but she was out getting pampered for the day.

Of course, Zero had to chime in, "Fuck man, we didn't even know you two were dating. How the hell did you keep that a secret?"

Steph and I never told the guys how it happened, but we weren't keeping it from them either. We both said that if outright asked, we'd tell the truth. If they really were our friends, it wouldn't matter to them. Just as I was about to answer, I felt a hand slide down my chest as lips landed on neck. Holy hell, she always knows where to kiss me to make me want her. Oh hell, who am I kidding? All she has to do is appear in my vision and I want her.

"We weren't dating," she said as she slid onto my lap. I was glad we had a table and not a booth. I made sure her skirt stayed down as she got comfortable on my lap. No need in flashing the guys her sexy underwear. Those are for my eyes only. Scooting my chair back a smidge, I wrapped my arms around her and nuzzled her hair. She was wearing my favorite lotion, warm vanilla sugar. Hey, don't judge me; she smells amazing with it.

"What the fuck? You two weren't even dating?" Junior asked with a mouth full of pizza.

"Dude, we don't want to see it. Finish the shit in your mouth before you speak. Didn't your mother teach you manners?" Chase scolded as he slapped him upside the head.

Steph laughed and then suddenly stopped. Looking at me, she smiled and leaned down to my ear, "Are you happy to see me?"

"I'd be happier if we were alone, home, and naked," I whispered as I nipped her ear. Pressing my hips up a little, I made sure she knew how happy I was to see her and it worked because a second later, she moaned.

"Damn guys. Do you have to make out in front of us?" Zip acted like he was covering his eyes, but had his fingers spread so he could still see. "I can't watch."

"Bullshit," coughed Chase. "If you couldn't watch people making out then you'd have to get rid of three-fourths of your DVD collection. I think the only person I've seen with a more extensive porn collection is Lester. You have to be a close second."

Everyone at the table busted up at Zip being outed. Hell, I knew he had an extensive collection; I contributed to it when Steph and I got married. I didn't need it anymore. But no need to tell anyone that it was an inherited collection… at least ninety percent of it was inherited. Now, don't judge me. I was a single man and had urges. I just prefered to take care of my own urges. No way in hell I'd hook up with a bunch of random women. I'd like to stay disease free, thank you very much.

"Now, will you guys please tell us what you meant about not dating before you got married?"

Damn, he is persistent if nothing else!

"Well," Steph began as she turned to face the guys. "You know when we got married, right?" They all nodded. "I don't really remember much, and neither does Matthew, but what we've been able to piece together was we both wanted sex and I'd made a promise to myself that interfered with that desire. So, we decided to get married so I wouldn't break the promise."

I swear four sets of jaws dropped on the table at that admission. It was the truth, but I wasn't sure they believed it.

"What was the promise?" Junior asked as he picked his jaw up.

"Well, I'd been bouncing in and out of a relationship and I was tired of it. I promised myself that the next time I had sex, it would be with my husband."

"So you…. you two… damn, why the hell couldn't I have been the one to walk you to the restroom that night?"

"Alex, you wouldn't have had a chance."

Damn, if Zip could see his face right now. I had to hid behind Steph's back to keep from laughing.

"What the fuck? You don't remember much about that night, but you remember my name? A year later? And what do you mean I wouldn't have had a chance?"

"Of course I remember the names. Alex, Bryan, Marc, and Michael." Zip, Zero, and Junior were shocked she remembered them giving her their names. Chase was used to her calling him Michael. She doesn't call us anything but our given names when we are outside of the office. I like hearing her call me Matthew. Hell, a year later and I LOVE hearing her SCREAM my name and if we don't get out of here soon, everyone in Shorty's is going to experience that. Damn wife won't sit still on my lap and she's making me harder with each second.

"As for you not having a chance, we may not have been dating, but I had my eyes on Matthew for a long time."

Leaning down to her ear, I whisper, "If you don't sit still, I'm going to punish you." I figured that would settle her down, but damn was I wrong.

She ground her bottom into me a little harder as she leaned back, "I've been very naughty and you haven't even figured it out yet."

What? How the hell had she been naughty? And is she asking to be punished? Looking in her eyes, I watched as they dilated a little. As I was about to ask how she'd been naughty, she nipped my ear and whispered to me. I think I startled everyone in Shorty's when I jumped up and about tossed her off my lap. Grabbing my wallet, I threw some bills on the table, grabbed her hand, and turned to leave, "See ya later boys. My wife and I need to have a discussion."

I don't remember making it out of Shorty's, but once we were at the SUV, I opened the door, jumped in, and pulled her onto my lap. Shutting and locking the door, I looked at my beautiful wife, "Are you fucking serious?"

She sucked her bottom lip in, nibbled on it, and nodded with her eyes half shut. My hands snaked up her legs, past her thighs, and up to where I could confirm she wasn't lying and she had been naughty.

When my fingers touched skin instead of panties, my mouth went dry and my dick started pounding at the zipper. Before I could say anything, Steph had my zipper undone and my soldier out. Well, out of my pants, but inside her. Holy Mary Mother of God! How the hell does she do it? I'm about to fucking lose control. We are in Shorty's parking lot, in a Rangeman SUV, and we are having sex. Thank the lord the windows are all tinted… however, they are not soundproof and I do believe anyone looking will see the SUV rocking.

Steph threw her head back and moaned as she moved up and down my cock. My fingers were gripping her hips and I knew there would be prints later, but at that moment, I didn't give a fuck.

Letting go of her hips, I used my hands to push her top and bra up so I could latch on to a nipple. As soon as she felt my teeth scrape her nipple, she grabbed my hair and screamed. I could feel her inner walls clamp down on my cock and that was all it took. I tried to be quiet, I swear I did, but I don't think it worked. I'm not sure which one of us was the loudest, but if it were a contest, it would probably be a tie.

Once we had our breathing under control, I looked at my wife, "Holy shit! What the fuck was that?"

"That," she smiled, "was one of my anniversary gifts to you." She leaned forward and captured my lips with hers. Breaking the kiss, she slid over to the driver seat, pulled her skirt into place, and replaced her bra and shirt while I zipped up. As soon as we were decent, there was a knock on the window.

Steph looked like a deer caught in headlights as I rolled the window down and we saw Ranger standing there with his arms across his chest…

"Oh shit," Steph and I whispered at the same time.

TBC...