Hall Pass (3 page)

Sunlight found its way through the gap in the curtain and
filtered into the room. Hunter groaned and rolled over, expecting to find a
warm body next to him, but his hand encountered a wide expanse of empty
mattress. His eyes opened and he looked around the room.

Beth stood near the French doors, looking out. She was still
completely nude and god damn it, his cock grew hard just looking at her. He
cleared his throat and she turned.

Smiling, she walked toward him. “I wasn’t sure if I should
just leave or…what… I mean you told me not to go anywhere but…”

He motioned for her to sit next to him on the bed and her
gaze swept across his body.

“Morning wood or still horny?”

“Both?”

She sat next to him. “I don’t know how the hall pass
guidebook would recommend we handle this since technically our night is over.”

“Is there a guidebook?”

“No.” She laughed then sighed. “I have another confession to
make.”

Her tone made him sit up. “Please tell me you weren’t lying
about the birth control?”

He didn’t want kids, especially from someone who wasn’t his
wife. Strange—the thought of his child growing in another woman’s body made him
sick. He had always known kids were in his future but he wanted them with Linda
and no one else.

“No, I was telling the truth about that. I’m way too young
to even think about kids right now. Plus I like my life the way it is.” She
took in a deep breath. “The reason I told Linda about the hall pass article was
because I knew I was moving soon. I also knew if we hooked up, I wouldn’t have
to stick around for any awkwardness that might follow. Does that make me a
horrible person?”

He thought for a moment and then replied, “No. It’s pretty
smart actually. Does Linda know you’re moving?”

She nodded. “Yeah.”

“When do you go?”

Her lips lifted into a smile. “Ironically I leave tonight.
So you see, last night was do-or-die for me. If the hall pass didn’t happen
last night, then I knew it would never happen.”

Glancing at the clock, he figured his wife was probably
still sleeping somewhere in the house since it was still early. Part of his
brain was screaming to tell Beth goodbye and take a shower. Fuck that side of
his brain.

“I’ve got an idea. Do you trust me?”

She nodded and he picked up the camera from the nightstand.
He walked to the dresser and set it on top, angling the lens so the bed showed
up on the display screen.

While he messed with the focus she asked, “More pictures?”

“You’ll see.”

He plugged the camera into the large television. He turned
on the TV and Beth’s image stared back at him on the screen.

“I think I like where this is going,” she said.

“Lie down sideways so you can see yourself.”

Beth moved so she lay as he’d instructed. In this position
they would both be able to see the screen while they fucked. He hit record and
walked back to the bed.

“Why, Hunter Morris, I never knew you were so creative,” she
said with a grin.

He lowered himself over her and kissed her neck. “There’s a
lot you don’t know about me, babe.”

Making his way down her body, he caught one of her nipples
in his mouth. He tugged on it with his teeth until it tightened. Beth’s back
arched and she grabbed onto the sheets. He nipped the tender flesh one last
time before he began lapping it with his tongue, switching back and forth
between sucking and licking.

Beth’s throaty moans filled the room as he moved to the
other nipple. He loved her responsiveness, how she didn’t hold back. As he
licked and nibbled her breasts, he began caressing her stomach and then moved his
palm lower. Her legs opened and he dipped his fingers into her wet folds.

Pulling back a bit, he licked a trail down her stomach,
following the path his hand had taken. When he got to her pussy she gasped. Lifting
his head to glance at the TV, he found her staring back. She was watching herself
on the screen. How sexy.

Wiggling his eyebrows, he dropped his head and ran his
tongue through her juices. Damn she tasted good. He grasped her thighs and ate
her out as he’d done in his dreams.

“Oh, Hunter! Yes! God yes!”

Over and over she cried out his name until she reached her
climax. Her pussy clenched around his tongue, filling his mouth with more of
her cream. His balls were tight and he needed to find his own release.

He positioned himself over her body and slid into her
trembling folds. Fuck…he still wasn’t used to her tightness. He began thrusting,
slowly at first and then his pace quickened. The mattress groaned and squeaked
as Beth’s gasps filled the room. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him
deeper until he was about to come.

With a loud groan he emptied his load. She cried out, her
skin flushing.

Sighing, he pulled out of her. If he were to look he would
see her creaming all over the sheets right now. A glance at the TV screen
confirmed he was correct. Damn, she was so responsive.

“That was so good, Hunter,” she said with a satisfied sigh
of her own. She stretched and then stood. “I’m going to clean up and head out,
okay?”

He watched as she grabbed her skirt and shirt from the floor
before walking to the bathroom. When he heard the shower running, he stood and
stripped the bed down. He didn’t want Linda to have to clean up another woman’s
mess on the sheets. He wadded the linens into a ball and tossed them into the
hamper before walking to the camera.

Hitting the play button, he watched a moment of the
recording, loving how the angle caught the look of pleasure on Beth’s face.
Damn. He hated to do what he was about to do but he’d promised her… He deleted
the video then scrolled through the photos and got rid of all the ones he’d
taken last night.

He sighed. Even if Beth had told him he could keep a few,
he’d known last night that he wasn’t going to keep the photos of Beth. Having
them around would only lead to temptation. And no matter what happened with Linda
and their marriage he would give their relationship his all. He
wanted
things to work out with his wife.

The door opened and Beth came into the room looking relaxed.
He had worried their goodbye might be awkward now that their night was
officially over. Oddly enough he didn’t feel any tension coming from her.

She pushed a piece of her damp hair behind her ear. “Hunter,
I just want to thank you for giving me a night I won’t forget. It was exactly
what I needed.”

“No…thank
you
. It was a pleasure to say the least.”

Her forehead creased. “I probably won’t see you guys again
before I leave town but I just want to make sure we are cool before I go. I
don’t want this to turn into something weird between everyone.”

He knew what she meant. “I honestly don’t know what is going
to happen after this but whatever happens won’t be because of the hall pass.”

His problems with his wife started long before they agreed
to have a hall pass. If anything, his night with Beth had shown him he was
still attractive to another female.

“Well if things don’t work out with Linda, let me know. That
might sound slutty but I wouldn’t mind being your fuck buddy if you were
single. We could meet up and stuff…”

He laughed, loving her honesty. “I will let you know.”

She leaned in, kissing his cheek. “Goodbye, Hunter.”

Deep down he knew it was goodbye forever or would be, if he
had his way.

“Goodbye, Beth.”

“Tell Linda I said thank you.”

She walked out of the bedroom with her ass cheeks showing
and her heels clicking on the floor.
Damn
. He would remember that sight
for as long as he lived.

When she was gone he quickly showered and then made his way
downstairs. Linda hadn’t tried to find him this morning and he didn’t want to
disturb her if she was occupied. He was surprised to find her sitting on the
couch with a mug of coffee in her hands.

“Hey,” she said with a smile as she set down the mug. “I was
wondering when you were going to come down.”

He looked her over, noticing how rested she looked. And
peaceful. There was a spark in her eyes that had been missing for a while. In
that moment she reminded him of the first time he had seen her in high school.
His
sassy cheerleader.

“How long have you been up?” he asked as he took a drink of
her coffee.

“Just a little while. I heard Beth leaving and I just walked
Randy down.” She took in a deep breath. “So…how did it go last night?”

He sat next to her on the couch. “Honestly? Last night was
good. You?”

Her cheeks turned pink. “The same. It was…I don’t
know…different.”

He couldn’t believe he was sitting there talking to his wife
about having sex with other people, but being able to talk openly about their
encounters was nice.

“I know what you mean.” He took her hand. “And how do you
feel today?”

“I feel extremely thankful to have a husband as understanding
as you are.”

He shook his head. “No, Linda. You know what I mean.”

“I feel…sexier and wanted.”

“And how do you feel about me? About us?”

Linda squeezed his hand. “I feel more in love with you than
I ever thought possible. When you walked into the room just a moment ago you
had your swagger back. You looked like the cocky guy I fell in love with
seventeen years ago. I like that.”

He smiled. “And you look like the amazing woman I fell in
love with all those years ago.”

She laughed…a sound he never grew tired of.

“Well, my dear husband, where do we go from here? Maybe
counseling just to make sure we work through all of our issue?”

He looked her over. “Counseling is a good idea. How about we
start by having a date tonight like we used to?”

When was the last time he had taken his wife out for a night
on the town? Too long if he couldn’t remember.

Her eyes lit up. “A date? Do I get to dress up for you?”

“Oh yeah. Wear something sexy so I can spend the whole night
imagining what it’ll be like taking it off you when we get home.”

She gave a mock gasp. “Mr. Morris, are you trying to get
into my pants?”

“For as long as you will let me, Mrs. Morris.”

Dinner was only a small start but he couldn’t wait to see
what was going to happen with his confident, sexy wife.

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