Darkest Temptations
Chapter Thirty Seven: Welcome to Utah!
Caroline Mikaelson
It was around six on Monday morning when we started getting closer to the sign welcoming us to Utah. April was in the passenger seat with me, and I couldn't help but smile when I heard her unbuckling herself and shifting forward in her seat. I vividly recalled the thrill of doing this for the first time, but somehow, this occasion felt even more special. I had a clearer sense of what I wanted from life and the direction I aimed to take. The experience was undoubtedly enhanced by the fact that the journey hadn't turned into the dreaded ordeal I had feared. As it happened, rest had favored everyone; we managed to sleep for long stretches, almost in a rotating manner. When not resting, we took turns driving or immersed ourselves in reading. There was an absence of awkward silences, and nobody brought up Mystic Falls or what lay ahead in Utah. It felt as though we were all united in our resolve, ready to embark on this new chapter together. I realized it was going to be challenging for Bonnie, and I resolved to be as patient and supportive as possible. At the same time, I understood the importance of prioritizing my own needs and my marriage more effectively than in the past. I was determined to secure a spot in college for the upcoming month and to stay committed to my original plan of pursuing a master's degree in teaching through dedicated effort and perseverance. The road ahead was one I was eager to navigate, filled with both personal goals and the collective journey we were undertaking.
"Would anyone object to stopping at a local hotel before we head over to the houses?" I asked after we passed the sign.
"Why?" Bonnie asked.
I glanced over at April looking for her support, but she was too busy staring at the sign, "Because we could get cleaned up before we see Klaus." I replied.
"I wouldn't mind," Vickie said from the back. "A shower sounds fucking amazing right now with this heat."
"Language." April warned.
Bonnie sat upright in her seat. "You don't like cursing, April?"
"No, I don't," she replied. "Not that I expect anyone not to, uh, never mind." She attempted to laugh it off.
Why did she do that to herself?
"Another thing, Bonnie, we don't drink; none of us have any liquor in any of the houses." I informed her.
"Oh, so no alcohol is allowed?"
"It's not like that; you're welcome to do whatever you want," I assured her, "but I'm just letting you know that some of us don't."
"Was this Klaus's idea or something?"
"No," I said, ensuring I didn't look April's way when I did. "It was decided by all of us, really."
"So you're in a plural marriage; you don't curse or drink. It doesn't sound very modern."
"It's not about that," Vickie replied from behind "And maybe not try and sound so judgy on your first day," she said, causing a smile to curl up on my lip.
Elena cleared her throat. "So anyway, there's a hotel we used before; there's showers, and it's nice to wash off the road," she continued. "Then after we get to the houses, we'll probably be heading out again within the hour, so prepare for a little bit more time driving," she explained.
"How come?" Bonnie asked softly.
"Well, we have to drive to this megastore well outside of Sandy; they have everything we need there for the houses, from sofas to cupboard hinges," I continued. "They have handheld scanners, so we just go around and point at what we need. Our own houses mean our own responsibility, so we have to get everything we need in one day, and luck for us, this place also has same-day delivery."
"Why not just collect stuff in town over time?"
Elena and I exchanged a look in the rearview mirror before she began to explain, "Because the less all of us are seen in public together, especially in Sandy, the better; we can't have anyone suspect we're polygamists."
"Plus, tomorrow someone is going to start moving into the house across from April's. We move in today, so no one sees three, I mean, uh, five trucks outside our properties. I mean, it would look strange five homes getting moved into at once."
"Right." Bonnie agreed.
"Besides being outside of Sandy allows Klaus to spend time with us as we get the stuff for our houses," April explained, "besides it's going to be his house too, all five of them, so he gets equal say in how each of them is furnished and stuff."
"Klaus shops with all of you?"
Vickie snorted, "Is that judgment again?"
"No, it's just a question."
"No, it's okay; it's better to ask them so it's not too overwhelming later." Elena said.
When we pulled up at the hotel, we got out of the car together, and even Vickie helped shake out the blankets and get rid of the trash and empty Tupperware boxes. All the blankets went into the nearby clothing donation bin while everything else was emptied into the trash. We wouldn't be needing it at the houses. With a few wet wipes, we cleaned down the interior of the car, none of us wanting to come back to the current mess in all our clean clothes. I glanced over at Elena on the other side of the trailer when we began to go through our luggage together for our clothes and other essentials. I noted how she unzipped a smaller case, which inside already held just one set of clothes, her straighteners, and a small makeup bag, along with a larger bag that looked to contain bottles—no doubt shampoo and some other hair treatment by the looks of it. So she had packed one case in particular for her arrival?
I glanced at Elena again, seeing she was now tucking her hair behind her ear before she began to take her suitcase from the trailer. I noted how Vickie was handed a white tank top and pair of jeans by April, and it was only then I realized Vickie didn't have any clothes, no luggage, which meant she'd helped April carry all her stuff across town last night knowing she didn't have anything to bring with her to Utah. But clearly April wanted her to have a fresh change of clothes for our arrival; April was always so kind and thoughtful that way, and I wished I had the same nature. Bonnie retrieved a blue nylon blouse from her luggage along with a pair of black jeans and ankle boots before retrieving a toiletry bag from another larger case. As for me, I had a small duffle bag ready and carried it with me towards the hotel.
We once again made it past the reception staff with no difficulty and followed the signs down to the spa. Once more we searched for a private shower room, which we managed to find right at the end. There were a lot of women in that morning for early morning workouts, it seemed, by all the workout wear I noted along the way. Once inside, we all dumped our bags and clothes into our own shower cubicles. Once inside mine, I locked it immediately and went to work fast setting up. I wanted to look amazing this morning; Klaus and I hadn't seen each other for a month, and I wanted to look the way I wanted and not the way I thought I should. I knew the others were doing the same; I could tell from the sound of running water from the other cubicles and the clanging of bottles on the tiles. I turned the shower on and let it heat up a little before I stripped out of my clothes and got in; I emptied them into a plastic bag out of sight and mind before I stepped under the water at last.
I wanted my hair to look great, so I made sure to take the time to double condition. While it softened my hair, I took the time to lather up my legs before shaving them clean and smooth. After washing off the foam, I continued on and shaved my thighs, then underarms and bikini line until I was clean and ready should Klaus and I find the time to be alone today or tomorrow. It wasn't my day, and I couldn't sleep with him on days that weren't mine. I hoped everyone else followed the same unwritten rules; we had to have some standards despite our past mishaps.
Today I was hitting the reset button; I wasn't going to be anyone but myself moving forward, and I didn't care who had a problem with that. I wasn't going to become a different person overnight, but at the same time I wasn't going to be keeping my mouth shut either if I had something to say or if something needed to be said. Given that so much had been happening that I didn't know about before I left, I wanted to keep my eyes open to the truth going on around me from now on. I'd always felt second best to almost everyone around me, and I wasn't going to let that sink into what I had moving forward; no, actually quite the opposite this time around was what I had in store. I wasn't going to pretend I wasn't hurt that Elena had been sleeping with Klaus; I'd felt a stabbing pain in my gut from the second she told us about it, and I didn't like it. I didn't know if Klaus was sleeping with April already, but the idea of them together didn't bother me in the slightest; I didn't know why, but it didn't. But the knowledge that Klaus and Elena had been sleeping together and keeping it from us, that was a lot to process. I had questions about it that I had no right to ask, and I knew that. I would have a big problem if anyone thought they could ask me about my sex life. So I couldn't expect Elena to do the same for me just because I was fighting jealously.
Vickie was right all along; we were all we had in this world, and we had to lean on each other. But at the same time we had to toss aside everything we thought our lives were going to be like. We had to just live each day as it came, have equal respect for privacy, but at the same time not shy away from jealousy or guilt; they were a part of our daily lives now, and that was it, case closed. I was expecting jealousy, and I hoped moving forward Klaus would be more honest with me, not necessarily about his other marriages but about what he wanted from our future and what we expected from each other as individuals and as husband and wife. I was going to ensure that for the next few months we were the newlyweds we were and not the first wife and the husband like we had been before. Klaus and I had been apart for a month, and I didn't know about him, but I had a lot in store for us now that we were together again.
With my hair knotted up in a towel, I began drying myself off; I smirked as I opened up my bag of skin care, serums, perfume, and body spray. I was going to arrive at my house looking and smelling amazing, and that was all that mattered. When I finished moisturizing, I got dressed in a pair of jeans and a white blouse before taking the towel off my head and applying the serum beneath my eyes. I collected all my stuff and unlocked my cubicle, opening the door to find both Vickie and Elena were already by the sink counter with their hair up in towels as they applied skin treatments. April must have let Vickie borrow her makeup too because it was all set out across the counter. They were both dressed; Vickie was wearing a pair of jeans that hugged her thighs and a white tank top that was on so low that her white lace bra beneath it was peeking over the top of the neckline. I hated to admit it, but with the white lace beneath the top peeking out just enough and her tan being on point, she looked amazing.
As for Elena, she was dressed too, wearing a pair of jeans of dark blue skinny jeans, along with a red belted blouse that, just like Vickie's, made her skin look on point. I made my way to one of the sinks and began placing my stuff down just as Vickie switched on the hairdryer, meaning we didn't all have to talk, giving me the time I needed to catch up. April was quick out; after that, arriving at the sink with her damp hair falling around her makeup-less face, she was smiling regardless, especially when she dumped her old clothes into the bin, marking that fresh start she wanted. Finally Bonnie joined us. She'd washed her hair and had it nestled in a towel. Just like us, as she made her way to the sink counter, she began with brushing her teeth as I switched on the spa hairdryer at my sink. Down at the end, Elena was applying teeth whitening strips, and Vickie was blow-drying her hair but using a round brush to achieve volumized curls.
I took my time blow-drying my own hair and used the straighteners to make the curls I wanted before I began making a start on my makeup. I glanced down at Bonnie, who, to my surprise and Elena's too, was also applying makeup. I wasn't expecting her to do that sort of thing; she seemed like one of those girls that didn't need it, but maybe she just liked it. I didn't know.
"So I know we're in a public place, probably not something we should discuss, but—"
"You can ask anything, Bonnie." April encouraged.
Bonnie began to line her lips before she asked, "You said something about the schedule, so does Klaus come back each night from this project he has at a certain time each night?"
We all burst out laughing, but I was quick to clarify, "Bonnie, sorry, we shouldn't laugh, but he's still Klaus; he hasn't got a completely new mindset since we're here."
"Oh, so the need for destruction is still there too." She remarked, which we all deserved; we shouldn't have laughed.
"Sorry, Bonnie," Elena said. "He doesn't tell us when he just comes back when he can, and, uh, also in the mornings, we should have also mentioned, come nine o'clock, that means it's now the day of the next person."
"So he's at Vickie's place tonight and tomorrow, but come Monday at nine, his day with Elena starts." April added.
"Right, I got it."
"Good, not that you'll need to bother about that sort of thing," Vickie said over her dryer. "Klaus isn't exactly going to be expecting anything from you besides one of your guest bedrooms."
"Vickie." I mouthed to her, and she just shrugged.
"Well, good," Bonnie peeked up. "Because he won't be welcome in my bedroom, now or ever."
"You mean he won't be sharing the bed he's paying for?" Vickie teased, "In the house that he has bought for you?"
"I didn't sign up to be a trophy," Bonnie said before applying a clear lip gloss. "I'm not interested in him, and I never will be."
I didn't say anything to that, but I was glad she had said it. I hated the idea that she might have thought he was attractive behind our backs. But she seemed quite adamant about the whole thing, and that was fine by me.
"He already has four trophies, Bonnie," Vickie remarked, causing Bonnie to look her way. "He knew he'd struck gold already; you're just an addition."
"Excuse me?"
Vickie ran her hands through her hair as she dried it. "Do you have a problem with me being honest? Or about me knowing a thing or two about the guy you just married?"
"No."
"Good, because you're the one who asked me if he was sleeping with April, remember?"
April turned her head away, and I could feel her tension.
"Vickie," I began, "let's not."
"Let's not what? It's true."
Elena glanced my way as she pulled off her teeth whitening strips. "Just ignore her, Bonnie; she likes to stir the pot; she'll get bored soon enough."
"I don't think she'll be boring me any time soon. Not if she keeps looking all high and mighty."
"I'm not." Bonnie assured.
"You are," Vickie said. "I can tell; you think you're better than us; you think your marriage is going to be different from ours; you're wrong. Trust me, if he wants to bend you over," Vickie paused, smirking at herself in the mirror. "He'll find out a way to do it, just like he's done with the rest of us."
"Is that you admitting you're sleeping with Klaus, Vickie?" Bonnie asked.
Vickie chuckled. "No, that's me just being honest about what the future holds. Does that scare you?"
"I'm not afraid of anything." Bonnie replied.
Vickie began to apply mascara. "Not yet, but you will be," she promised.
"It's good, though," Vickie said. "That you don't want him; it means he won't be distracted by you; he'll fix his attention on what he wants, or should I say who he wants."
Vickie had a point; Klaus wouldn't be seducing Bonnie; she hated him, and he was not the type of guy who would force anyone into bed. I just hoped Bonnie wasn't going to make life difficult for any of us just because we each had a relationship with Klaus that we weren't going to shy from her.
After we were all finished getting ready, we dumped all our old clothes into the bin and left the spa changing area. I felt amazing; I was wearing a matching white lace lingerie set beneath my clothes that made me feel so clean and sexy. I could smell my perfume lingering through my hair and on my skin as we walked back towards the car. Bonnie didn't say much to us, but I couldn't help but notice she seemed to be looking at each of us and our hair and clothes with some admiration. She was definitely new to this, but we weren't going to let that bother us; she would learn. As we reached the car, I got into the driver's seat and waited until everyone had gotten in. Elena took the passenger seat beside me while Vickie, Bonnie, and April were in the back seats.
I checked my reflection in the mirror as I applied lip gloss before I finally started up the car and pulled out of the car park. While the others went back to reading their magazines, I just took in the scenery as we edged closer and closer into Sandy. I was trying to remember the best route to take and when to turn off the main roads and onto the smaller ones. We were going to enter Spooner Street the same way we did the first time, coming up on the left so my house came first, followed by April's, Elena's, Vickie's, and now Bonnie's too. When we were rounding the corner onto our street, I sat upright in my seat.
"Uh, Bonnie, this is actually our street." I said, glancing in the rearview mirror to see her reaction.
She lowered her magazine and looked out the window. "Really?"
"Yeah." I replied as the others also sat upright looking out the front window now.
"It's a brand new street?"
"Yeah, all the houses have unique designs; none of them are the same, and none of them—"
"Cost less than a quarter of a million." Vickie finished.
"What?" Bonnie asked, furrowing her brows. "That's a lie. There's no way Klaus would—"
"Actually, Bonnie," Elena stopped her, "the houses are pretty, uh, lavish, and, well, your house is rather on the larger scale."
"It is? I didn't see the price tag back at your house, Caroline."
"No, I sort of made sure you didn't, but Klaus knew the price just like he did for the others. I mean, you have additional bedrooms, but other houses have their own thing, like I don't know, I have a basement, my bedrooms are bigger, and April has a pool in her backyard."
"I have a hot tub," Vickie added.
"And I have a study in my house, plus Klaus wants to bring in a contractor to see about adding an extension." Elena said.
"Wait, he did? That's cool." April said from behind.
"Yeah, we talked about it a while ago." Elena said.
"Same with me." I said, glancing over at her before I focused on driving. "But he wants more bedrooms at our place." I added it despite knowing better.
As we edged closer towards the houses, I began to slow down, catching sight of a black Rolls Royce parked in my driveway.
"That's a freaking Rolls Royce Phantom," Vickie said.
"It is," I said as we edged closer.
"I thought we didn't want to draw attention to ourselves with the wealth," Elena continued. "How are we going to explain that to the neighbors?"
"You all need to get your heads in line; there's no way he can justify owning four additional houses and driving a freaking SUV; we're in the big leagues now. No more hiding the coin."
I glanced back at Bonnie, who was almost straining her neck to look at the houses, before I pulled into my driveway beside the Rolls Royce mere seconds before the driver's side door opened. Klaus stepped out, changed from what he'd been wearing in the forest; he looked like he had shaven too. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a black shirt that hugged around his chest and biceps. I didn't look at anyone before stepping out from the car; I wasn't waiting around and showing hesitation; I was stepping out into the sunlight and the fresh air, and the others followed suit. I walked around the front of the cars, stopping to admire the shine off the Rolls Royce before crossing onto the dirt patch that would soon be my front lawn, where Klaus stood with the black leather binder from before tucked under his arm.
"Come here," Klaus said, his sunglasses still on as I approached him. "Come here," he repeated as he leaned down towards me, kissing me before pulling away. "Hey."
I smiled up at him, "Hi," and took a handful of his shirt, bringing him back down for another kiss.
I'd missed him so much in that month away, and I'd been so excited to see him again; even with all the drama going on, I just wanted to be close to him. But I was also nervous; I was trying to keep my mind focused on what I wanted to say to him and not on what I was wearing beneath my clothes or the fact he had bought that freaking car.
I brought my lips to his ear and whispered, "Vickie tonight and tomorrow, Elena's place, then April's, mine on Friday, and you'll be at her place Saturday and Sunday." I informed him before pulling away and letting him go.
He smirked at me and glanced over at the others; I could feel them staring at us, their eyes fixed on us, as they approached. We didn't have any neighbors, but it still cut me like glass this time when instead of Klaus kissing Elena on the cheek, she brought her hands up onto his shoulders and leaned up, kissing him on the lips to his obvious surprise. He watched her closely as she turned away from him, almost smiling, until he caught sight of me watching him, and then I watched the truth strike him like a bullet, as the realization that he and Elena's relationship wasn't a secret anymore came to the surface. But he had no time to say anything to me about it, as April then did the same; she kissed him but on the cheek, which caused him to whisper something to her that made her laugh before they parted. Vickie approached him, and again, to my surprise, she just turned her cheek, and he kissed her once without her attempting to go further; she barely even looked at him. Klaus moved from her and over to Bonnie, who was approaching us; she looked puzzled as he came her way. He paused in front of her and leaned down, kissing her once on the cheek to Bonnie's horror. I watched the fear in her eyes as he pulled away from her, and she looked over at Elena, shaking her head at his sudden affection. She would have to get used to it; Klaus kissed each of us every day. It was gentlemanly behavior and the right thing to do, not just for the spell but out of respect for each of his marriages.
"You bought a new car," April commented as we all came together. I took Klaus's hand as he came to my side. "What was so bad about the old one?"
"It's more expensive." Vickie remarked as she looked at Bonnie. "I'm guessing you're the only one who doesn't know how much that costs."
"No."
Vickie chuckled. "A new one is like seven figures."
"Well, that's none of my business." Bonnie said, keeping her head down.
"Behave." Klaus said to Vickie, who just shrugged.
I squeezed his hand and tried not to think about Elena. I was going to make sure we got our time alone together later tonight; we were going to be able to talk then, and I couldn't wait to ask him everything that had been on my mind while we'd been apart.
"Alright, well let's not stand out here any longer," Klaus said before handing each of us the keys to our houses. "April, try not—"
"I won't lose them." April said taking hers.
"Right, and uh, Bonnie, your key is to your house." Klaus said as he handed her a silver key on a ring.
Bonnie looked at his other hand, where he was grasping another set of keys. "Wait, what are those?"
"What do you think they are?"
Bonnie stepped back. "You have keys to all the houses? Why?"
"Because they're all mine."
"Yeah, on paper, but," Bonnie looked between Elena and me. "He can just walk into any house whenever he wants?"
"Yes," Klaus said, causing her to shake her head.
"That's wrong."
"I live in all of the houses. I'd get on board with the idea; if not, I have no problem selling your half-a-million-dollar property right here and now and sending that tight little ass of yours back to Mystic Falls."
A stunned Bonnie stared back at him as he shifted his attention to Vickie. "I'll be over at your place soon," he said before taking me with him towards my house.
I didn't want to look back at anyone; I didn't want to see Bonnie's expression or Vickie's smug grin. I was going inside my new house with the man I loved, and that was it. Klaus unlocked the front door, bringing me inside with him before shutting the door and bringing me against it, his arms wrapped around me, his hands gripped onto my ass as his lips came to mine and he kissed me hard. He was passionate in the way he held onto me and moved his lips with mine; it was so hot the way he was gripping onto me as though he was afraid I was going to slip away. I had missed him so much while we were apart, and this was exactly how I'd wanted to see him when I returned, all over me and unable to keep his hands off me.
Klaus lifted me up off the ground, and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "MMhhhaa, wait, wait, it's not my day." I said, trying to stop him.
"I know," he replied, kissing my neck.
"Okay, just, oh my god, okay, yeah, just nothing below the pants." I said as he began carrying me towards the kitchen.
"No?"
"No," I whispered before bringing my lips to his, "And just for a minute."
He opened up the pantry and sat me up onto the counter before kicking the door shut behind us.
"Okay, come here," I whispered, bringing him back towards me. "Kiss me."
Klaus stepped closer to me and placed his hands on my thighs as he brought his lips to mine; he kissed me softly at first before opening up my legs and pressing himself against me. I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me harder; his tongue slipped between my lips, and he deepened the kiss as I began to undo the buttons on his shirt. I was enjoying this; I had missed him so much, and I was glad to know he'd missed me too.
Klaus pulled away from me and took a breath. "I love you."
"I love—"
"Ouchhh," we paused hearing April whine, "The patio door's locked, guys? Guys?"
I glanced up at Klaus, who rolled his eyes before leaning down and kissing me once.
"Don't even think about it, cowboy." I pushed him back before sliding off the counter.
I made my way into the kitchen, finding April standing outside in the backyard. I unlocked the door and let her in and held it open when I spotted Elena making her way over there too.
"We really should leave for the store." I said as I slid the door shut behind them.
"Klaus," Elena crossed her arms as he entered the kitchen, thankfully with his buttons done up once more. "Why did you buy that car? It's going to draw attention we don't want."
"The car stays," Klaus said before looking at me. "Do you want that station wagon to stay this time?"
"No, I'll organize something different. But could you put it into some sort of storage?"
"Fine."
"You can't be driving around town in a Rolls Royce." Elena said, approaching him.
How could I have not known the two of them were sleeping together? They fought all the time; did that mean they made it up to each other in their own way too?
"This time things are going to be different," Klaus said.
"I've never had a car." April said as she slid herself onto the kitchen island.
"Klaus, we don't need this sort of attention."
"I say we risk it, because this time around I'm not hiding our wealth," Klaus told Elena as he walked around her, his hand brushing over her hip as he did, which seemed to catch her off guard, given she watched his hand doing it. "We're changing things up."
"What does that mean?" I asked him.
Klaus smirked at me before making his way towards the patio door with all of us watching him as he took off.
Klaus Mikaelson
I cut across the backyards, making notes of everything needing to be done around us as I crossed over towards Vickie's house. I sighed at the sight of the house beside Vickie's, which I had purchased for Bonnie. I had no intention of going in there and having to deal with her, not right now. I had four marriages that deserved my attention; she, however, did not. I took out my set of keys and unlocked the patio door to Vickie's place, sliding it open before stepping inside. I paused in the kitchen area; everything about Vickie's house was so open, clean, and white; the walls, the tile, and even the carpets were crisp white. She hadn't changed anything when she first moved in, and the truth was I enjoyed the modern look; I'd never had that within any of the other houses.
Vickie entered the room, then stopping at the sight of me, "What are you doing here so quick?" she asked, pursing her lips in surprise.
"We'll be going to get everything soon," I said before drumming my fingers on the white marble counter surface. "I assume you played nice on the way here."
"Oh come on, you're going to start with that already?" Vickie asked as she came around into the kitchen.
"You know what I'm talking about." I said, following her into the living room.
She paused and turned back to me. "Why did you buy a new car?"
"Because I wanted a new car."
"It's going to draw attention."
"I'm not hiding it," I said. "And that's final."
"So you're just going to give people more reasons to think you're some sort of rich guy?"
I stopped in front of her. "They've got nothing on us."
"They don't know that."
"They won't care."
Vickie narrowed her eyes at me. "You're so confident that you can charm your way out of anything, aren't you?"
"No, I'm confident in myself; I know who I am and what I'm capable of, and if I feel like owning a Rolls Royce, then I will, and if I feel like going to dinner and spending thousands, then that's what I'll do. I don't need to explain myself to anyone, not anymore."
Vickie took a step closer to me. "So we're just going to stop hiding everything? We're not going to worry about people finding out about us?"
"My plural lifestyle will remain hidden; what I want, however, will not. And before you say anything, I'm not talking about Elena; I'm talking about things like this house, that car." I sighed, looking around the living room before looking back at her. "I want to fix this place up."
Vickie crossed her arms. "Like what?"
"Expand it, put in new features; you need somewhere to work out."
Vickie smirked, "Oh, I do, do I? Don't you like watching me? You always seem to enjoy it."
I fought everything within me not to look down at those full, glossy lips in that moment.
"Did I?"
Vickie took another step towards me. "You did; you seemed to like it a lot, especially certain yoga positions and stretches that had me bending over a few times."
"Maybe you're just imagining things."
"What about your imagination? I'll bet you've imagined me a lot, haven't you?" Vickie asked, leaning in close to me.
"No."
"Liar." Vickie whispered.
"What are you doing?"
Vickie began to brush her hand over the belt buckle of my jeans. "You seem stressed, and you are my husband now; isn't it my job to help you relax?"
"What are you doing?"
Vickie looked up at me. "I'm just giving you what you want."
"I want you to behave; we have an agreement."
"When I was just your fiancée, we had an unspoken agreement, sure, but now there's no excuse." Vickie unclipped the buckle and met my eyes. "And when I see my man is stressed," she slowly pulled down my zip. "I take it upon myself to make him feel good."
"Vickie, don't."
Vickie dropped to her knees in front of me. "I'm just doing my wifely duties; if you'd like me to stop, I will." She said, looking up at me as she began to tug my jeans down my thighs.
She looked up at me waiting for my response, but I didn't. She knew she could stop; she knew I didn't want this, and yet she didn't stop. Her hands took a hold of my boxers, and she began to tug them down too, exposing me before her eyes.
"Holy shit, that's huge," she whispered with a smile on her face. "Oh my god, how am I going to wrap my little mouth around this big guy?"
She looked up at me as she reached out and hooked her fingers around the base. "It's so thick too," Vickie whispered, bringing her face in close to me. "So big," she whispered. "Let me help you with it; let me do my job as your wife," she paused as I held her gaze. "As your wife, as your dirty little slut," she continued as she held my gaze, her expression serious. "You know what you need, what you need me to do," she whispered before opening up her mouth wide and taking me into her mouth.
My jaw dropped instantly, and tears pricked my ears at the heat of her mouth wrapped around me. She closed her eyes as she began to suck on my head, her tongue working up and down the tip of me before she opened her eyes and began to bob her head back and forth before she made a popping sound and locked eyes with me.
"You're so thick; oh my god, I can't wait till you fuck me," she whispered before running her tongue over my tip again. "Mmm, yummy."
She opened up her mouth again and began to take me into her mouth again before closing her lips around my shaft and sucking on me. She moaned as she did it, her eyes were wide as she kept looking up at me as I tried not to harden, trying to convince myself I could stop this before it went any further.
"You like it when I suck on your cock?" she asked before running her tongue over the underside of my shaft. "Ohh, god, it's so thick; I need two hands for this cock. Oh my god, it's so yummy," she said as she started stroking me as she looked up at me.
She was good at this; she was really fucking good at this. She sucked on me for a moment longer before pulling away and taking a breath.
"Oh yeah, you're getting hard," she commented as she stroked me faster now.
I wanted to tell her to stop, but the words wouldn't form on my lips. I was trying to tell her, but I couldn't.
"Ohhh, it's so hot," she moaned before wrapping her lips around me again.
She started to bob her head back and forth as she stroked my shaft. Her mouth was so fucking wet, I was fully hard now, and my balls were tightening up. She opened her eyes, looking up at me as she continued to suck on me. Using just her mouth, she sucked me as she caressed her breasts with both hands now. The sight of her on her knees with my cock in her mouth and her hands on her own tits was just too much.
"What are you doing to me?" I groaned, my eyes turning yellow.
"I'm your wife; I'm just being a good little slut," she replied.
She then sucked me hard, causing my hips to thrust forward in surprise. With one hand only, I began to work it through her hair while the other gripped the top of the door frame directly above my head. My head fell back as she went down on me, my eyes closed as I began to thrust my hips forward, meeting her lips as she sucked me.
"That's it, fuck my mouth." Vickie moaned as she continued to suck me. "Fuck my mouth," she said, looking up at me.
I tightened my grip on her hair and started thrusting my hips forward harder and faster.
"Oh yes, oh my god," Vickie moaned before going down on me again. "Fuck my face, fuck it, make me swallow all your cum." She said before sucking me harder than she had been.
"Ooh." I moaned, my legs beginning to shake.
"Yeah, ohhh, mmmhhhaa, ohhh," Vickie moaned before looking up at me. "Fuck me, fuck my mouth, come in my mouth," she said before returning her attention to my cock.
My cock pulsed in her mouth, and I knew I was close; I was going to cum. She held the back of my thighs as I fucked her mouth faster; I couldn't stop; I didn't want to stop.
"Vickie," I moaned as my cock throbbed against her tongue as her eyes burned into mine. "They can't know." I said firmly, causing her to moan.
"I'll be quiet," she said before opening up her mouth for me again.
"Fuck," I moaned, thrusting myself into her mouth. "Ohh, fuck, fuck."
"Mmhhhaaa," Vickie moaned as my cock pulsed in her mouth again. "Oh my god."
"I'm going to cum."
She locked eyes with me and sucked me harder before I began to cum.
"Ohhh, fuck, ohhh, ohhh, oooohhh, fuckkk, mmm," I groaned as I continued to watch her beautiful eyes, those lips wrapped around me; I couldn't look away. "Almost, almost there." I groaned, thrusting my hips forward, "Mmhhhaaa."
"Mmmhhhaa," Vickie moaned as I continued to cum. "Mmmhhhaaa."
I held her face with both hands as my entire body trembled and I emptied my load into her mouth.
"Ohh, fuck." I said as I slid myself out from her mouth.
I looked down at Vickie, but she didn't look up; instead, she wiped her lips before clipping on her bra. She picked up her top before raising up to her feet. She took a breath as she met my eyes before she smiled.
"There, all better." She said before sliding her top back on and left the room.
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