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Cassie held out for years. When had he first confessed his ultimate fantasy? Back when they were dating, she supposed. Years ago. More than a decade.

Fantasies weren’t supposed to come true, were they? She wondered so many times. None of her girlfriends would do something like this.

At least, she couldn’t imagine them doing anything like this.

But marriage is long and years even longer, yet his fantasy endured. Bruce was a good man, and sometimes she wondered, would it be so bad?

Bad. Definitely not bad, just not something she could imagine doing.

He brought it up hundreds of times. Sometimes, if she got drunk enough, she’d let him role play, and she had to admit, it was kind of fun to imagine.

One night, she was sitting out on the patio, two bottles of wine in with the neighbor girl, who she’d become pretty close with.

“Does your husband have any,” Cassie started, dropping her voice to a whisper, “any fantasies.”

The neighbor rolled her eyes. “Does he ever.”

“Like WHAT?” Cassie asked, shout whispering.

Brett would take her dildo, the one with the little suction cup, and stick it to the headboard. Then he’d bend her over, and…

It wasn’t so weird, she reminded herself. Lots of people fantasized about a threesome. She thought it was a little different he only ever talked about another guy, but to each their own.

One night, after sitting out by the pool all day, she was feeling particularly frisky, so she suggested a little role play. Brett’s eyes lit up.

Twenty minutes later, he was entering her from behind, her mouth full of their favorite toy. After a few minutes, she pushed herself away from him, turning around.

“Maybe we change sides,” she suggested, trying to be fun.

Brett shook his head no, pushing her back onto the bed and climbing atop her.

Cassie felt slightly ashamed, as if she’d done something wrong.

After they’d finished, his cum dripping out of her, she laid in the dark staring at the ceiling. Had she gone too far? She wanted to make it right.

Rolling over, she put her hand on his chest, asking if he were ok.

Brett nodded.

The next words were out of her mouth before she completely comprehended them. “Have you ever thought about doing it for real?”

Brett’s head snapped to the side, his eyes drilling into her with the same intensity as a few minutes before.

“For real?” He asked, his voice cracking slightly.

Cassie nodded. “Sure, I mean, if you really think about it, it’s just a blowjob, right?”

Like an animal, Brett jumped back on top of her. She couldn’t remember the last time he was able to go again so quickly. He ravaged her.

A few days later, she could tell he was nervous. As they were getting ready for bed, she asked him what was wrong.

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