Chapter 1: The Class

I meet Lisa at a party when we were both seniors in college. We hit it off right away and soon we were in love. Right after graduation Lisa got a job as an administrator at the college we went to and I got a job as a consultant at a large technology company. A year later we were married.

After seven years of marriage we were still on our honeymoon. During that time Lisa had become somewhat codependent. The problem was that her codependency was interfering with my career. I had to turn down any job assignments out of town because Lisa couldn't handle the idea of me being away even for just one night. Because of this I didn't get to work on some of the bigger projects that would have helped me get promotions. I kept telling myself that eventually she would get over this and I would then move ahead in my career. I guess I just loved Lisa to much to be able to deal with the problem, or at least that is what I kept telling myself.

It was at this time that my boss told me that in three weeks I was going to have to take a class in Costa Mesa, California which is 2500 miles from where we live and that the class was four weeks long.

When I told Lisa about the class she had a fit. She said, that she couldn't handle my being away that long. I asked her if she could take time off work and go with me. She said, "There is no way I can leave the college for a month. We are in the middle of application season. You'll just have to tell your boss you can't go."

I explained, "I can't refuse to go. That would cost me my job. Without this class I won't have the necessary skills needed to do my job. Not going to the class is not an option."

Lisa sat looking at the floor for a minute then finally said, "Well if you have to go I'll guess I'll survive."

I said, "We have three weeks to prepare. I'll do everything I can to make sure this goes easy for you. You know this actually might be good for you. It'll help you to be more independent."

As soon as the words left my mouth I knew I had said, the wrong thing. Lisa gave me a quick look and said, "I don't need to be more independent. I need to have my husband at home where he belongs." After she said, this she went into the bedroom and closed the door.

For the next three weeks leading up to my trip I could tell that Lisa was putting on an act of not caring that I was going away. I could see that she was scarred. I kept trying to reassure her without sounding like I though she was scared.

My last day at home was a Saturday and Lisa said, that she wanted to have a special evening with me. Lisa put on one of her sexiest dresses and we went out to dinner. On the way home from the restaurant Lisa began rubbing my leg as I was driving. She kept this up slowly moving her hand higher on my leg. Finally she had her hand in my crotch and was massaging my cock through my pants. She moved herself close to me and kissed me on the cheek and whispered "When we get home I am going to suck your cock and then fuck you until you pass out. When you leave tomorrow the only thing you will be able to think about is how great I fucked you tonight. I want you to think about that the whole time you're away. I want you to miss me so bad you can't sleep at night. That will make us even."

Lisa's words aroused me much more than her hand rubbing my cock. Lisa only talked that way when she was extremely horny and she was seldom that horny. As a matter of fact I can't remember more that a dozen times in our marriage that Lisa talked like that. I knew I was in for one hell of a night of sex.

When we got home Lisa immediately lead me into the bedroom. Once there she pulled me to her and kissed me with a full open mouth kiss. As we stood there kissing I ran my hands down her back to her firm nicely rounder buttocks and squeezed them. When I did this Lisa pushed her hips forward pressing herself against me harder. When I began to reach under her dress and move my hand toward her pussy Lisa stopped me and said, "Not yet. First I want to show you something."

Lisa stepped away from me and slowly unzipped her dress and let it slide down off her shoulders revealing her sexy black bra and panty set and the black thigh high stockings she was wearing. She stepped out of her dress and threw it on a chair. Lisa stood in front of me and asked me to get on my knees in front of her. As I did this I looked at her standing there in her underwear and her high heels. I don't think I had ever seen her looking more sexy than she did at that moment.