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I watched Stephanie Anne come down the aisle on the arm of her father and I had mixed emotions. I was happy to see my baby girl so happy and I was sad for myself. I was angry at Jason and I wanted to scratch his eyes out. As much as Stephanie loved him I knew that he wasn't right for her. Lest I be accused of being one of those mothers who doesn't think that any man is good enough for her daughter let me say that that is not the case here. I know many, many young men who I would like to see Steph married too, but Jason isn't one of them. My own marriage would be ending before I would let Jason marry my daughter.
I thought back on the previous eighteen months and shook my head over what I had allowed to happen. How could I, Beverly Abigail Abbott, have let this happen? I had the world as my oyster. Married to a good, but somewhat gullible husband, with the job of my dreams and the freedom to do what I chose and when I chose but I had still managed to put myself in a position where it could all fall down on my head and leave me in ruins.
I met Robert Courtney Abbott in my third year of college. I was majoring in Marketing and he was going for a degree in Business Management so we shared several classes. He was very good looking, intelligent, had a pleasing personality and, although I didn't find out until much later, he was extremely rich. We hit it off and started dating and following our fifth date I invited him into my bed. He was a very capable lover and I enjoyed my time with him very much.
It came as no surprise to me when he proposed, but he seemed surprised when I seemed hesitant to say yes. When he pressed I told him that I thought we needed to be more established in our careers before thinking of marriage. That is when he told me the extent of his family's wealth and that I would never have to work for a living and that his career was already established. He would be going into the family business and would be taking it over when his father retired.
I didn't want that. I had been planning my career for years and I knew where I wanted to be by the time I was thirty-five. I told Robert that marriage was out of the question if it would interfere with my career and while it was a struggle for him he finally accepted it. Once he accepted that I was going to have a career I said yes and we were married.
Children would not be a hindrance in my quest for a career because we had the money for nanny's and whatever day care we would need so in rapid succession I had Robert junior and Stephanie Anne and following the birth of Stephanie I had my tubes tied.
Robert was a health nut and "eat right and exercise" were his mantra. I always thought he was a little over the top on the subject until one day I looked at myself in the mirror and saw what two kids had done to my body. Then I looked at all the young hard bodied sluts who were my competition at work and decided that maybe hubby had the right idea. It took almost a year to get back to where I had been before having the kids, but once there I felt better, looked better, and had more energy and confidence in myself and after that I became a bigger fanatic on eating right and exercising than Robert. In a way I guess what happened could be blamed on Robert. After all, it was his health fanaticism and his converting me to it that caused what happened.
His name was Jake.
I was at a conference in Denver and he was one of the speakers. I was feeling good about myself. I had been hit on at least a dozen times and I was full of confidence and at the top of my game. I liked what Jake had to say and I asked if he would join me for a drink so we could discuss his ideas farther. I didn't mean for it to happen, but we ended up in his room and we spent the rest of the evening fucking up a storm. It was way out sex for me. Robert was a marvelous lover and he played my body like a violin and God but could that man eat pussy, but I wasn't passive with Jake the way I was with Robert. With Jake it was like two animals tearing at each other. I soared! I got so wound up with Jake that if he would have said:
"You are too much for me babe; I'm going to get some help" I more than likely would have just said, "Hurry back."
There was another difference between Jack and Robert. With Robert I just settled back and let him take me to wherever he wanted and I gloried in all of the orgasms he gave me on the way. With Jake I took what I wanted. If I wanted my pussy eaten I grabbed a handful of Jake's hair and pushed his head down between my legs. If we were in a sixty-nine and I was ready to fuck I pulled away from him, swung over him and jammed myself down on his cock and I fucked him. I FUCKED HIM! Not the other way around.
The next morning Jake and I parted and I never saw him again, but I remembered the way I was with him and I wanted to be that way again. I thought about trying something like that with Robert, but then decided that I'd better not. I had no idea how it might change Robert and I was unwilling to give up what he did to me. I wanted what Robert gave me AND I wanted the wild, get down and get dirty sex that Jake had shown me.
I made the conscious decision to have both.
If I was careful, and I would be, I could take lovers and Robert would never know. I would never give Robert any less than my best and of course he would always have one hundred percent of my love.
At first I only played when I was on out of town trips. One and sometimes two night stands with men I never saw again, As the years went by and my career blossomed I traveled less and less so I started looking for my lovers closer to home. I worked a lot of late nights on ad campaigns so an occasional night spent with a lover went unnoticed. On those nights I would hit one of the downtown hotels where a convention was taking place and take a seat in the lounge. It was never more than ten minutes before I had some guy making a move on me. We would talk and if he was from out of town I would end up in his room and do my best to fuck his eyes out.
As I moved up at the agency I went back to traveling more and on some two and three day trips I would spend all night in bed with my lover of the moment. I had the best of both worlds. Slow fantastic love with Robert and wild hot sex with my assorted lovers. Then the AIDS scare came along and I put a halt to my indiscriminate couplings, but the need was still there so I decided to look for steady lovers. I'd pick one and stay with him for three or four months and then move on to someone else before any emotional involvement could occur.
This went on for years. There was never any shortage to choose from. As an advertising agency we worked with designers, studios and a whole assortment of other creative companies and I had to interface with them. I was a good looking woman, in great shape and I was always being flirted with and I was always the recipient of soft and hard passes. I was pretty much able to pick and choose.
I was just coming off of a four month affair with a fashion photographer when I met Jason Catron. He was an assistant director for a company that specialized in filming automobile commercials and one of the auto companies that my agency handled picked Jason's company for a specialty shoot. I met Jason on my first day at the storyboard conference. He was an extremely good looking guy with a pleasant personality and when he invited me to have lunch with him I accepted. We talked about this and that and then went back to work and before the afternoon was over he asked me to have a drink with him at the end of the day. The drink turned into three or four and we ended up taking a room in one of the hotels. I called Robert and told him I was going to be working really late and that I would probably stay overnight in the city.
Jason had something going for him that none of my other lovers had ever been able to offer. He had a huge cock! It was almost ten inches long and was very fat and it filled me like I had never been filled before.
It was a long and very pleasurable night for me and by the time Jason finished with me in the morning I was in lust with his fat piece of meat. He had fucked me four times and had given me more orgasms than I could keep track of. He wanted to butt fuck me, but I told him no way in hell was I ever going to let that monster inside my anal cavity. He smiled and said:
"They all say that, but some day you will let me."
That night was the start of the longest affair that I'd ever had. Jason and I got together two or three times a week for the next eleven months and then one day he told me that he had met a girl and had fallen in love and he was going to have to end it with me. I was pissed! Not only because I would miss that huge piece of meat and the magnificent way Jason used it, but also because it was the first time any of my lovers had ended it with me. Before Jason I was the one who called the shots; I was the one who got to say it was over. It took me almost a month to get over my funk and start looking for a new playmate.
I was on my second week with Paul when I got a call from Jason wanting to know if I would have a drink with him after work. I was on the edge of saying "no thank you" when curiosity got the better of me and I agreed to meet him. I was sitting in a booth at Andre's when Jason came in and slid onto the seat across from me.
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