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Aaron considered himself to be mildly successful up to this point in his life, college graduate, good health and making a decent wage (although certainly not enough to make him rich). His life was the 1.0 version of the American dream.
By most standards, he was neither handsome nor ugly but fell somewhere closer to the upper portion of the scale. He had never had a problem getting dates, but that could be attributed as much to his personal salesmanship and ability to connect with anyone he met as much as it could his looks.
He’d been happy with his dating life, which consisted of no real substance but a new girl every few months. When he set his sights on a new lady friend, his modus operandi consisted of slowly enamoring himself to them, asking them out (several times if necessary), bedding them until they grew bored, and then breaking it off.
The boredom the women were referring to was not in reference to the everyday minutia that relationships are built on. They were talking about the sex. The first time a woman had sex with Aaron, they were likely to be left…fulfilled. Nothing more. Aaron had a very lustful mind, but that was as far as it went. Sex with him was very much like going to a small amusement park with just ok rides. The first time you went, it was fun and different, and a little quirky. But when you go to the same park every day, week after week, you quickly grow bored. And so it was with Aaron in bed.
He may as well have been working from a script. It usually started on the couch with light kissing. Aaron loved to kiss with his lips, but was repulsed by the idea of swapping spit via French. To avoid this, he would slowly kiss his women on their ear lobes, down their neck, under their chin. This seemed to satiate the women’s need for kissing, and got him off the hook without exchanging saliva. Then he would start with his hands, first under her shirt in the back, working his way around to her breasts. Taking off her shirt. More kissing around her breasts.
Eventually, he would take her back to the bedroom, still in her bra and pants. More body kissing before pulling her onto the bed, and if she hadn’t already, taking off her bra followed by the obvious breast play. He would leave the bed, turn off the room lights, and then undress himself in the dark. While doing so, he would invite her to take off the rest of her clothing, and would meet her under the sheets. More vanilla followed, typically missionary style sex or if she was of particular taste, a little cowgirl action. The whole thing had a very high school, first time feel to it, and after several iterations usually left a bad taste with the woman, leaving to her inevitable departure.
It continued this way for quite some time, and showed no sign of changing until that fateful day near Christmas. Aaron had gone to the UPS store to mail off a homemade fruitcake. She was clerking at the counter, and he was immediately enamored. She was tall with dark hair, and a skin that appeared to have a natural tan to it. Her eyes were the most piercing brown imaginable, with a twinkle that you couldn’t help but be entranced by. Aaron couldn’t help notice her breasts, not small, but not so large that he couldn’t palm them. When she turned around for a moment, he caught sight of her panty line through her khakis and noted that she was wearing boy shorts, his favorite. Her name was Jessica, and Aaron could swear that she was coming on to him with every word she said. To her, it was friendly small talk, but to him it was a signal he couldn’t pass up.
He thought about her the rest of that day and all of the next before deciding to ship something else, as an excuse to see her again. He had never felt like he had to work for a woman’s attention before, but he really wanted her to like him. He packaged a rose in a small box, taped it shut but left the address information blank.
Back at the UPS store, she of course noticed the lack of an address. When Jessica asked him about it, he told her to fill in her own address, because the box was for her. Cheesy but effective, they were married 6 months later.
Life continued on for the couple as one would expect. Aaron got a job in Human Relations at the local hospital, while Jessica worked in the safety department. Work all day, dinner, a movie at home, bed. Maybe an outing on the weekend but nothing ever super adventurous or unusual.
Their sex life followed suit, and could best be described as…predictable. Jessica was far more adventurous than Aaron and craved more, but was continuously turned down or steered toward the more mundane. She had once talked him into letting her give him a blowjob in the woods while they were on a day-hike, he had grudgingly agreed but only on the condition that they walk well into the woods where they had no chance of being seen. The foray ended with his early and unannounced release on her face and hair. He immediately felt guilty and dirty, but she had relished it to the point that she almost fell down an embankment, not paying attention as she relived it over and over in her mind. That night at home, she had drawn a hot bath and played the whole scenario out in her mind once again. Laying back in the soapy water, she allowed herself the pleasure she hadn’t felt since the early weeks of their marriage. Her climax left her shaken, and immediately craving more.
She had let several weeks pass. One night when Aaron came home from work, she met him in the living room, presenting herself to him in a manner he had never experienced. She stood there in the middle of the room wearing an outfit she had picked up at Victoria’s Secret. Black lacey corset, black thong, thigh high panty hose, garter belt, high heels. Aaron was immediately hard, and probably knew in the back of his mind what she was expecting, but he couldn’t break out of the box he had built. She came to him with that mischievous twinkle in her eye that he adored. She stood in front of him, legs shoulder width apart and hands on her hips. She asked what he thought of her new outfit as she gently stroked his cock through his pants. He didn’t know what to say, he was so taken aback. She went to her knees, and unfastened his pants, pulling them to his ankles. She smiled as she looked up at him. He loved her but couldn’t bear the thought of repeating his forest performance. He pulled her up and fell back into his usual moves. Despite her best efforts, the evening ended much as a hundred before had. After they were finished, she quietly cried herself to sleep, as disappointed as ever.
The whole thing was quite paradoxical, for even though Aaron appeared on the outside to be the very definition of boring, within his mind he was quite different. At the hospital he had opportunity to regularly interact with female nurses and doctors, many of whom fit the typical mold. Pretty, blonde, wild in bed. Aaron lusted after all of them, to the point of subtly manipulating them. He had placed a large bookshelf in his office, on the wall that his desk faced, and on that shelf had placed a variety of HR forms and pamphlets. Whenever a particularly pretty nurse would come to his office, he would ask them to go to the shelf and retrieve a particular form. This allowed him the opportunity to really take in their bodies, without risk of being caught. If they happened to be wearing scrubs, he would often get a glimpse of the top of their panties peaking out from behind. This would be enough to carry him through the day. Occasionally, he would purposely lose or mess up a form, and have to ask a woman back to his office 2 or 3 times, in order to satisfy his internal appetite.
Aaron had an ongoing appointment to do new-hire indoctrination every Friday. It consisted of him, in a conference room with several new hires, droning on about HR policies for an entire day. It was as exciting as a morgue, and Aaron hated it. The only upside to it was that occasionally an attractive female would be in the room. Aaron always had to remind himself to w
ear dark jeans on these days, so as to hide the erection he would inevitably get.
Aaron was particularly dreading today’s session. There was only scheduled to be one person in the class, and he guessed by the name Taylor that it was a man. Male nurses weirded Aaron out, and it looked like it was going to be a very long day.
As he prepared the conference room, he had his back turned to the door, and was startled when a woman came into the room asking him if this was the location of the new hire training. He was even more stunned when he turned to speak to her. Taylor was everything his fantasies were made of, very tall, blonde, flawless untanned skin, bright blue eyes. Her hips in perfect proportion to her breasts, and an ass that was perky and perfectly rounded, accentuated by the neutral toned skirt she wore. She was fit and toned, and it was apparent to Aaron that she worked out regularly. Aaron felt that tingling in his stomach and knew she was something special.
They spent the entire day together, and Aaron gave the HR presentation of his life. Under normal circumstances, he would stand in the front of the room and lecture, but today he had felt spunky, and had wandered the room, while keeping her attention on the projector screen. He wasn’t moving around to keep things interesting, but so he could take her in from every angle. Every time he went behind her, he took in the outline of her bra through her blouse, the way her blonde hair always seemed to be draped over one shoulder or the other but never both, and most of all her perfume. He was positive it was Cool Water, a fragrance that always caused a commotion in his pants.
The day ended too soon for Aaron. As he bid her farewell, she offered her hand as a departing pleasantry. He returned the favor, but held the grip for a moment too long. She noticed, and offered a smile, just one corner of her mouth turned up, but enough to send Aaron into a full internal hysteria. Aaron was completely smitten, and told himself that her flirty smile was a sign for him to begin his pursuit. As she left the room, Aaron allowed himself to take in her long legs and supermodel strut one last time, and wondered for the umpteenth time that day what she looked like naked…he hoped to find out.
That weekend had been the longest of Aaron’s life. All he could think about was Taylor. He replayed their last few moments together over and over…her smile, her perfume that lingered in the conference room…he was absolutely fixated. On Sunday night, Jessica had gone to dinner with her parents. Although he was invited and usually would not have turned down the invitation, he told Jessica he was not feeling well and was going to lay down on the couch for a while. She offered to cancel and stay with him, but he assured her he was fine, and walked her to the door.
He watched her car pull onto the street from the front window. As soon as he was satisfied she was gone, he went to the bedroom, closing the door behind him and drawing the blinds. He stripped off his clothes and laid down naked on the bed. He only had high school level experience in self pleasure, but didn’t figure he would need much tonight. A smile crossed his face as he began thinking of Taylor and all the amazing things she could do to him if they ever got together. He began touching himself, and was surprised that his erect penis felt and looked bigger than usual…Taylor apparently had that effect on him. It wasn’t long before he was stroking himself, hard and fast…it didn’t last long. He let out a short gasp as he came on his stomach and chest, surprised by the intensity of his muscle contractions. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt so satiated. The feeling only exacerbated his obsession. He needed a plan.
On Monday morning, he put his plan into motion. He called Taylor’s supervisor and requested she join him in his office to sign a few forms he had ‘forgotten’ during Friday’s meeting. He then muted his cell phone, placed it in video mode, and propped it up on the bookshelf that sat to the side of his desk. The phone had a perfect side view of the guest chair that faced his desk. He was sweating with anticipation, and cursed himself for acting so childish, yet he knew he couldn’t help it.
When his secretary ushered Taylor into his office, he suddenly felt faint as all the blood rushed from his head to his instantly hard penis. She was still in her departmental training process, and had not yet been issued uniforms. She was wearing a white blouse with bicep length sleeves, with a white tank-top underneath. On the bottom, she wore a tan skirt that stopped just short of her knees, and cowboy boots. The combination of skirt and boots created a small area of visible skin that drew the eyes. Aaron felt a moment of rage for not taking a few extra moments to adjust the zoom on his camera, as he knew this video would be fodder for more masturbation sessions.
He took his time with the forms, and managed to work in some unrelated small talk. She seemed receptive to his humor, and gave him that smile again. He was in! He had to remind himself to keep at least some semblance of professionalism, and allowed the meeting to play out naturally and unforced. He would save most of his charm for the second part of his plan. As she was leaving, she stood from her chair and turned too quickly toward the door. The motion caused her skirt to spin, rising up as it did, Marilyn Monroe style. Aaron was blessed with a full view of the backs of her thighs, toned and smooth. She turned to smooth her dress down and caught him staring. She gave him a quick wink and walked from the room.
He practically broke his legs stumbling over his desk and chair rushing to retrieve his phone. Please God, tell me this worked and I caught that! He thought to himself. He quickly skipped to the last few moments of the video file, and was elated to find what he had hoped for. He replayed it several times before settling back in at his desk. The next part of the plan would really give him the chance to shine. He hadn’t anticipated this moving so fast, but things had gone really great with Taylor today and didn’t want to lose that momentum.
Because he worked in HR, he knew when individual departments took their lunch breaks. He also knew that recent hires usually sat by themselves at lunch, because they had yet to form those business friendships. He timed his entrance to the lunchroom to be about 10 minutes into her break. He was pleased to see his predictions had come true, as he saw her sitting alone on the far side of the cafeteria. After getting his food, he casually wandered over and asked if he could join her. She smilingly obliged.
The talk was casual, and he hung on her every word. The hour passed by too quickly, and she had to excuse herself to return to work. As she walked past him, she gently passed her hand over his shoulder, more as a ‘thank you for being friendly’ type of motion than anything else. But, it made Aaron’s day.
That night, Aaron put the moves on Jessica. He had been so horny since his lunch with Taylor, he needed a release. Although his game was the same, Jessica noticed a slight change in his…vigor. It was the same motions and moves, but she swore that he was screwing her with just a hint of passion. She wondered what had brought that on, but the thought was lost just as quickly when he came inside her after only a few thrusts.
The rest of the week passed by with Aaron continuing to woo Taylor. They were becoming much more familiar with each other, although she had not yet considered the possibilities that Aaron had. As far as she was concerned, he was a cute guy with a good job that seemed into her. She thought she would probably go out with him if he asked. She might even sleep with him if the circumstances were right, but she was in no hurry to date, or get laid for that matter. Although she considered herself a very sexual person, she also had a high level of self-control and could expose herself to the most sensual of materia
l and experiences without feeling the compulsion to finish the deed. For her, the pleasure came from pleasing her partner and not necessarily self-gratification.
Meanwhile, Jessica could not shake the feeling she had experienced during her and Aaron’s last time in bed. She was a very logic-based woman, and could generally look at evidence subjectively but several incidents over the past week or so had kept her wondering. The day after they had sex, she had been vacuuming the bedroom when she sucked one of Aaron’s socks out from under the bed. He was nothing if not a creature of habit, and always took his shoes and socks off in the living room. She couldn’t imagine how it had found its way under the bed, but did not think much of it as she walked it to the laundry room. She had almost not noticed the stain near the cuff, but as she balled the sock up to throw it into the hamper, she felt an unusual crustiness and paused. She didn’t know why she had even looked at it, but she un-balled the sock and examined the hard spot closer. Her mind gave her a proverbial double-bird, as she had two simultaneous thoughts: 1) It was laughable that the stain would be what she thought it was, and 2) What else could it be, given the way it was found?
She was instantly curious. She couldn’t imagine that her boring, vanilla, dud of a husband was masturbating behind her back, and she also wondered what had brought it on. If he was willing to masturbate, had he changed and was now more willing to try new things? She made a mental note to find out soon.
Another incident later in the week kept this in the front of her mind. She had thought Aaron had left for work, as he usually left before her. She thought it unusual the bathroom door was closed, but opened it and walked in. Aaron was standing in front of the mirror, fully dressed but staring at something on his cell phone. When she walked in, he glared at her and quickly put the phone away. He offered no explanation, but quickly excused himself and left the house. She had read about men being secretive about their phones in Cosmo, and the whole thing sent up a giant red flag. In her heart she knew something was amiss, but she wanted hard evidence before doing anything about it.
That night, she allowed Aaron to have his usual way with her. It lasted only a few minutes, and she barely had a chance to get wet. After he went to sleep, she put her panties back on, retrieved his phone from the top of the dresser, and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She started with the most obvious, his text messages, but found only messages from his family, Pizza Hut and Redbox. Striking out there, she checked his email and instant messenger apps. Disappointed, she wondered if he was looking at online porn, and checked his internet searches. Nothing. Out of desperation, she decided to check his photo/video gallery. There were lots of photos of the two of them together, but nothing racy. Until she scrolled all the way to the bottom. A video file that looked like it was taken inside his office.
Jessica had been to his office many times. Working in the same facility, she occasionally brought him lunch or just dropped in to say hello. She cued up the video and was immediately sick to her stomach. She hoped against hope that this was not a video of her husband fucking some whore on his desk. She fast forwarded to the end and was only slightly relieved to find the video ended with the woman’s clothes still on. She was somewhat alarmed, though, as the video showed her husband rushing to retrieve the camera. It was apparent to her that the woman in the video was quite beautiful, but why her husband would want to tape this seemingly innocent meeting, and then be so excited about it, was beyond her. But, far be it from her to leave things undone. She emailed the video file to herself, replaced the phone on the dresser and slipped back into bed, making a note to follow up on it at work.
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