Sweet Distraction

WARNING: Rated "M"! Our couple get to have some serious couple fun that takes Mac's mind off of the week's disappointments and stress.

Some men would complain that the fun was minimized when his wife was already naked when he entered the bedroom, apparently part of the fun was taking her clothes off.

Fuck that, Mac thought, as he almost ripped off his clothes.

With Hope already naked, he could take the two steps across the room and ravage her.

Hope moaned, gripping Mac's short hair, as he ran soft kisses down her stomach, gasping as he neared the core of her sexuality. Hope bit down on her lower lip to keep from screaming out in ecstasy—and waking their son—as Mac went there. But she couldn't help herself as his manhood entered her in one thrust.

Gratefully, their son didn't wake up.

The bed squeaked and Mac groaned as his wife straddled and rode him. With the general hectic pace of their life, the two didn't get to share passion like this often.

Even on Valentine's Day, the two only got the chance to share passion like this often. On that day, they had the chance to exchange gifts, cards and of course, kisses on that morning but that was it. They had dinner reservations but those were taken up by someone else when Mac were still interrogating a robbery suspect. By the time he had returned home there was just enough time for Mac to spend a bit of time with Jesse before the two went to bed themselves.

Both sighed laying together afterward, it had been worth the wait to ravage each other. They absolutely had to do this more often,

Even if they had to "schedule" it.

Hope wished her best friend, Pam would just spill the beans. For the past ten minutes her best friend since first grade had been plaguing her over the phone with questions.

When she first met Mac, did she have any idea that he would be "the one"?

When did Hope realize Mac was "the one" and was it hard for her to make herself believe it?

Did Hope have any hesitation in saying "yes" when Mac popped the question, or any sense of doubt at the altar?

When they first met, Hope had a feeling Mac might be the one, but because of the age difference and Mac's job, she couldn't be sure so soon. After three months, she knew without a doubt he was "the one" for her despite the space between their ages and Mac's occupation. And it wasn't hard to believe at all. When she was proposed to on that morning, she was shocked, overjoyed and the only word on her tongue was yes!

Doubt at the altar? Was her friend kidding?

Hope told Pam all this.

"Now, who's the guy?" She demanded for fifth time.

The guy was named Christopher Wilson. Pam had met him six weeks ago. He lived in neighboring Danville. He had just moved from Alaska. Pam was so taken up with the guy—that she was already talking about marriage to him. This was one-sided, to Hope, and most of the world of people who any sense of what respect were in a relationship. Pam said that she told Christopher that if he asked her to marry him 'tomorrow,' she'd say yes.

To which Christopher would reply "and that's why I'm not asking you."

No wink, smile or sarcasm. He was serious.

Hope hated to sound like a mother hen, butthat was the biggest red flag she had heard, not to mention a hurtful comment and worthy of a punch in the jaw. But still Pam thought Christopher meant nothing by it and was just as smitten.

Typical Pam.

But Hope tried to remind herself that her friend hated being alone had always had been more impulsive with relationships than herself. She had to remind herself that Pam was a grown woman, free to make her own decisions.

No matter how stupid Hope believed they were.

Even if she had said something about to her friend, which she had done in the past, Pam would just say "oh, Hope!" Mac's wife figured it was a waste of her breath. It was a good thing Pam couldn't see Hope roll her eyes and shake her head. Hope's was slack-jawed when Pam then texted her a photo of herself and Chris.

Pam had got herself a "boy-toy."

Christopher Wilson was only twenty—and looked it.

You did card this guy before slept with him, right? She texted in reply.

Pam had always said—and would have Hope believe that she had never slept with any of her boyfriends even if she spent nights with them, because she wouldn't have sex with a guy unless they were married.

But Hope wasn't born yesterday.

Why? You know we've never done *anything.* Pam texted back.

Sure, Hope thought.

No wonder this guy doesn't want to get married yet! Hope thought. He's was just a kid!

Still Hope thought that this Christopher Wilson certainly could have answered her friend's marital comment much more nicely.

"Young much?" Mac said, his eyebrows rising, looking at the photo on his wife's cellphone that evening. "Your best friend is a cougar!"

Hope laughed.

"This guy's legal age, right?" Mac quipped.

"Why?" His wife asked, sarcastically. "They don't do anything. You know that."

"Riiight," Mac laughed, rolling his eyes.