The Perfect Day

Perfect Day

Like most days, today started as a Perfect Day, that is, until it wasn't perfect anymore. The morning began beautifully, making love to my beautiful wife. I left for the office on an emotional high. Things at the office started off well, but something can always mess up your day. I expected that might happen today. The Collins meeting had the potential to do just that. I prayed it wouldn't, but we would have to wait and see. Otherwise, it was a Perfect Day.

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Edgar...

I was woken up by a warm wet mouth sucking my hard 8" cock, which may happen once in a blue moon. Mind you, I didn't complain. I savored every stroke of her tongue and bob of her mouth. I lay back and let her take complete control.

It wasn't long before she started moaning as much as I was, so I knew she was fingering her pussy as she sucked me. She moaned loudly around my cock, causing a pleasant vibration in my balls. Before I could warn her, I tensed up, my hips came off the bed, and I unloaded a large load of hot creamy cum in her mouth.

She pushed her mouth down, taking in all of me, her nose pressed into my belly - a rare occurrence, but the feeling was pleasant. My balls let loose, shooting ropes of cum straight down her throat, into her belly. Then she pulled back, capturing the last dribbles on her tongue. She stroked my cock, squeezing out the last precious drops licking the bubbles off my cockhead, and kissing it sweetly.

She looked up at me, smiling as she slipped her naked body up mine and kissed me. She opened her mouth, and for the first time in many years, she shared my cum with me. I readily accepted her gift as our tongues swabbed each other's mouths in a sloppy, passionate kiss. The whole scene was right out of a porn video.

For some amazing reason, my cock stayed hard, a rear occasion indeed. Julia realized it moving up, straddling me, filling her pussy with my cock, and riding me until she came a few times. Then suddenly, without warning again, my balls drew up and emptied filling her hot pussy with a second load of cum. I came as hard as ever. It was like I was nineteen again or had taken a little blue pill. I didn't understand it, but once again, I was not complaining.

Julia sat up on my hard cock, looking down at me. The look on her face was one I had not seen in years. It was the look of joy and happiness, total satisfaction, and true love.

Julia finally spoke, "Can you call out today? We can stay in bed and do this all day?"

What, she wanted me to stay home and for us to make love, fuck, and suck all day? What had gotten into her so suddenly? This was not like her.

I looked at Julia and sadly said, "No, I can't. I have the Collins meeting this morning, but I can sneak away this afternoon, and we can continue our day together around 2:00 pm. You can rest up and be ready for me."

She smiled and leaned down, kissing me passionately as her hips started to motor, up and down, fucking me again. She rode me hard through several more orgasms, but I was bone dry. The pleasure was still there, and my cock spasmed but didn't give her anything. Her hot creamy pussy felt incredible. I would have much rather stayed like this, buried deep in her wanton pussy, but legal work called.

She kissed me once more, then rolled off, lying on her back. I realized that she had done all the work, and even though she had most of the pleasure, I owed her something before I left her for a few hours.

I looked at her, the beautiful woman I had married nineteen years ago, the mother of our two sons, the woman I loved more than anything. I moved over her, sliding down her sweat-covered body, kissing her breasts and belly, settling between her legs spread wide. There were no preliminaries. I covered her bare mound with my whole mouth, eating her pussy, sucking, and licking out all my cum. My tongue drove her crazy.

She began to cum in rapid-fire, humping up against my mouth, holding my head, and keeping my mouth on its target. She is a silent cummer, letting out deep moans and whimpers. But today, like all the other unusual things going on, she began to scream as she violently thrashed under me.

"Oh God yesss baby, I am cummmiiinnng, Oh God baby, I love you so much, God forgive me, fuuuuck!" Her voice trailed off, and she collapsed, passing out!

I licked her a little longer, tasting her sweet cream as it leaked from her well-loved pussy.

I moved to the side and laid my head on her belly teasing her swollen lips with my fingers. I dipped my finger into her hot pussy and drew wet cum circles on her soft stomach. She came too and rubbed my cheek.

I moved up as I felt her shaking. I looked at her; she had tears in her eyes. I was unsure if they were from joy or sorrow. Then I thought, why did she need God to forgive her?

There was silence. I was not destroying this moment, so I let it go for now. I kissed Julia and looked at the clock. "Oh, I have to go. You rest. I love you." I leaned down, licked her pussy slit once more, then kissed her soft lips slipping my tongue inside, sharing her essence.

I rolled off the bed, showered, dressed, and went out the door in a flash.

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On my ride to the office, I thought about Julia. What was going on with her? This morning was quite different. I hope it was a preview of the future, and later today. As I got to the office, I hoped that the Collins meeting was the only major thing for today. I wanted it to be simple and over quickly so I could get back to Julia.

The Collins' marriage ended a year ago after many years together. All because they had a horrible argument lasting several days, leaving them both fighting mad. They both wanted to get back at each other, so they both cheated. I was told that one of them cheated with a single person they picked up in a bar. The other cheated with a friend of theirs. They fucked them over the same weekend. Then, when they came home on Monday, they were so ashamed of what they had done that they could not bear to be in the same room together. It sounds crazy, but that manifested into a deep lack of trust for them both. So, after eleven months of being miserable, they decided to divorce. It was so sad.

Julia and I have known them for ten years, and I am their family attorney. I knew they were having trouble, but until a year ago, I had no idea it was this bad. Dorothy Collins came in to see me, telling me they had both cheated, and after many months of trying to reconcile and forgive each other, they had decided they could no longer remain married. Their vows were broken, and there was no way to mend them.

"Edgar... Liam and I would like it if you could handle our divorce as quietly as possible. We have decided on everything with one exception. I want the cheating partners exposed, and Liam does not. That is not a deal breaker, but it is only fair. Mine was a one-night stand, and I only have a man's name. I am not sure it is his real name, but I am willing to expose him. I think your investigator could find him.

Liam has told me that after the initial cheating weekend, when we started to argue so much, he started cheating again with the same woman, and it continued for almost two months. That was far different from my cheating, and that is the reason we cannot solve this problem without divorce. I agree we should divorce, and I want to know the name of the woman who helped destroy my marriage." Dorothy said.

I sat back and looked at Dorothy. "If the two of you are ready to part and have everything decided, why make this point an issue? What purpose will it serve? It will only dredge up the past, making this process ugly and spiteful. Let this go, let the process move on, take your life back, and live it."

Dorothy thought briefly, then said, "Edgar, you are right. I will agree under one condition. We will each print the cheating partner's name on a piece of paper, seal it in a yellow envelope, and place the envelopes in your safe. On the first anniversary of our divorce, the envelopes will either be destroyed, or we will mutually agree to open them in your presence."

I thought that was a good compromise that would lead to the destruction of the envelopes without disclosing the cheating partners' names.

"Dorothy, I will ask Liam about your proposal. It sounds reasonable to me, and I will let you know." I said.

After Dorothy left that day, I spoke to Liam, and he agreed. So, I arranged for them to print their lover's name on plain paper, fold it, and place it in a yellow legal envelope. I did not see the names when I sealed and stamped the envelopes as agreed, and put them in my safe for one year.

Today was the twelfth-month anniversary of that day, so I scheduled for the Collins to arrive at high noon to dispense with the envelopes. I would record the meeting as I would any legal meeting, just in case anything went awry, and legal action came from a dispute or worse.

Oddly enough, for the past year, neither of them had moved on. Though they were not married, they had remained civil with each other for their families' sake, if not for their own. Neither had dated, and they had mainly kept to themselves, not socializing, except with each other occasionally. I thought that was strange.

I got to the office, and Miriam, my assistant, informed me she had confirmed they would both be here on time. She took the yellow envelopes from the safe and placed them on the conference table. I brought a brass dish I had and placed it on a trivet on the conference table. I put a small propane torch I had bought for the occasion beside the dish. I expected the meeting to go quickly. They would burn the envelope as a final act to clear the way for each of the former Collins couple to move on.

I also placed a bottle of excellent twelve-year-old scotch and three glasses on the table. To end all this silliness, it would be appropriate to make a final toast.

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As I waited in my office, looking over the final document I had created to end this mess, I texted my wife, Julia.

My text: "Hey baby, this morning was incredible. I can't wait to get home and continue where we left off. The Collinses will be here shortly to finish this silly standoff, and we will hopefully burn the envelopes containing their cheating partner's name. That will put an end to this whole thing. I will see you soon; keep it warm for me. I love you."

As I sent the text, her morning comment popped into my head. I wondered what she meant by 'she needs God to forgive her'?

My phone buzzed.

Julia's text: "Edgar, I hope they burn their envelopes, and the names are never revealed. Otherwise, they will stir things up for both of them and mess up other lives. Please encourage them to burn them. God, I hope that is what happens."

As I read the response, I was confused. Though we had been Collin's friends before, we had not seen either of them socially since their divorce. Why would Julia be so concerned about whose names were in the envelope? It didn't make sense.

My text: "Julia, why are you so worked up over this? It's their decision and will not impact us, and I want it over for them and me, too. It is silly, but needs to be done."

I got no response.

I had another call on a different matter, which took thirty minutes to complete. When the call was over, I looked at my phone, but still no response.

I looked at the clock. It was 11:00 am. I ducked into my bathroom for a minute. When I came out, I saw Julia sitting in my office.

I looked at her, confused. Her face was red and swollen, and she was without makeup. Her hair was up in a ponytail, which she only did at home or if she was going to the gym.

I walked to my desk and sat, asking, "Julia, what are you doing here?"

Julia burst into tears and covered her face with her hands.

What was happening? I was confused. We had just had a perfect morning, unlike anything we had experienced for many years, maybe as far back as when we were newlyweds. So, what could have turned such a beautiful morning three hours ago into this sobbing woman sitting in front of me?

"Julia, what is wrong? Why are you here, and why are you sobbing? Has someone died? What is it?" I anxiously asked.

I moved to her side, kneeled, and tried to hold her, but she pulled away and moved to a single chair across the room. What was this? I was completely confused now, even more than before. I stood, staring at Julia, completely bewildered at her behavior.

There was a knock at the door, and Miriam poked her head in. "Mrs. Collins is in the conference room already."

"Give her coffee and get someone to stay with her." I shook my head and said, "I am dealing with this right now." I pointed at Julia, shrugged my shoulder, and looked at Miriam, mouthing, "I have no idea."

The door closed, and I turned to Julia. Loudly, I said, "Julia, stop crying and tell me what the hell is going on?" I went to her and pulled her hands away from her face.

Look at me, "What is going on?" I demanded.

She tried to pull away, but I held her hands. "Does this have to do with your statement "God Forgive Me' you made this morning while you were cumming? That was very strange, so what does God need to forgive you for?" I asked directly.

She finally sat back and took a deep breath. I thought she would tell me when my intercom buzzed, "Mr. Collins has arrived and is in the conference room."

"OK, I'll be right there," I said.

I turned to Julia, "You have to tell me now, Julia, I must deal with this Collins' mess. So tell me!" I demanded

Julie looked at me with fear in her eyes. "Oh God, Edgar, are they opening the envelopes now?" Julia asked, looking desperately at me.

"What?? How do you even know about that, and why the hell does that matter to you anyway?" I asked, even more confused.

Julia looked at me. Her crying had stopped, and a serious look spread across her face, laced with a touch of fear.

Now I am a very astute attorney, very observant, and rarely miss anything. I can figure out almost any puzzle, which is what I had here. It was potentially a big, ugly puzzle that I was starting to understand, but I was unsure. I did not like what I was beginning to suspect this was about.

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I moved behind my desk and pressed the intercom, "Please tell the Collin's I will be a few minutes, an emergency has come up."

Looking at Julia was worrisome. She looked so sad, and fear had spread across her face. My mind was cranking overtime as the puzzle pieces began to fit together.

A couple of years ago, maybe a few months before, I went to a legal seminar in Seattle for a week. I remember that Julia and I had not talked much that week. There was no response or lengthy delays every time I called or texted, which was very unusual. We always talked every day, especially when I was away, but I blew it off, thinking it odd, but so what.

About a month later, Dorothy first contacted me, telling me the story of their mutual cheating and the potential of divorcing her husband. I agreed to assist them, and everything would be confidential as usual.

Of course, I never talk shop at home, so I never mentioned anything to Julia about the Collins. Then, when they moved forward with the divorce, Julia seemed to side with Liam more than Dorothy. I have never thought about that since, in most cases, women side with other women, but not this time.

Once the divorce went through, there was no more talk about it, but Julia did invite Liam over to a few dinners. That just seemed a cordial thing to do, so I never thought about it.

Fast-forward to last week. During dinner, Julia asked me an odd question: "Edgar, what happened with the Collins and the envelopes?"

I thought the question was strange. I was certain that I had never mentioned the envelopes to Julia. So, how did she know about them? I didn't push the question back at her and simply said, "They are coming in next week on Wednesday to tell me their decision, to open or burn them. Then it will be over. It is so silly. I want to be done with it!"

Julia did not react to what I said, so I let it drop too.

Last night, Julia asked about my day today. I told her I had the Collins meeting at noon. We kissed, and I rolled over and went to sleep.

Then my perfect morning happened, the beginning of a Perfect Day.

But now, the picture I saw in my legal mind as I fit the puzzle pieces together, I did not like. Once all the pieces were together and the whole picture was revealed, it could be horrible, with terrible ramifications.

Time was ticking by, and the Collinses were waiting. "Julia, I have to go finish with the Collins. I am only going to ask this once, so please answer me honestly. You are acting very strange today. Is there a reason you are here while the Collins thing is happening? Is there something you want to tell me before I go in with them and hear their decision on the envelopes? You have 10 seconds." I stated fearing what might come out of Julia's mouth.

My eyes never left hers. I could see Julia's brain was spinning up an answer. She was biting her cheek, and her breathing was short and heavy.

"Times up." I barked, "Tell me now!"

I stood and walked to her, pulling her to her feet. I looked into her eyes and asked, "What is it?"

She was fidgeting now and said nothing. I knew she had to tell me something, but I was not ready to hear it, so I told her, "Julia, go home, make our bed ready. I will be home as soon as I get through with the Collins, and I plan to start where we left off this morning. I stopped on my way in and bought a gift for you. I want you to put this in when you get home, because this is the day you giving me your ass for the first time."

"What, "Julia gasped, "But we have never done...!" She began, but I broke in...

"I know we haven't, but we won't be able to say that after today. Go home, soak in the tub, smoke a joint from our stash, and put the plug in your ass. Be ready for me at 2:00 pm, and we will continue what we started this morning. My day tomorrow is clear, and I have had Miriam reschedule everything. We can spend time together working things out. How does that sound?"

Julia had a shocked look on her face as she took the box from me. I leaned over and kissed her hard with passion, teasing her lips with the tip of my tongue. She did not expect that, but she pulled me to her, rubbing her pussy against my thigh, moaning into my mouth.

I broke the kiss and walked out to see the Collins, without another word.

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Julia...

I was shocked and terrified at that moment. Edgar was acting odd, and I was acting strange as well. This day could turn ugly very quickly if the Collins decided to open the envelopes and Edgar sees the name Liam wrote on his paper... My Name!

I was the one who cheated with Liam the weekend of Edgar's trip to Seattle. Liam had called looking for Edgar, and I told him he was away. He was very depressed, and he needed to talk to Edgar. I tried to console him, but he kept saying he needed Edgar.

Finally, I calmed him down, inviting him to our house for a talk.

I had always liked Liam. He was attractive, and I was drawn to him when we were at a social event. Dorothy, his wife, and I never really hit it off, so I mostly talked with Liam.

Liam came over, parked up the street a few houses, and came in through the back door. We didn't need the neighbors to start any rumors.

We talked, and I fixed a quick dinner. Liam was very upset about a crazy argument he and Dorothy had had for three days, which ballooned into a major, rough argument that angered them both. I was not clear what it was about, but it had something to do with flirting and dancing with others when they went out.

We drank a bottle of good wine during dinner and ate a goulash I made. We laughed, and I helped improve Liam's spirits. As we cleaned up, and I was by the sink, Liam moved behind me and pulled me back against him. I felt his strong arms around me. It felt good.

I dried my hands and turned toward him. Suddenly, we were kissing like teenagers. The passion grew, and we were seriously making out. His hand began to roam, and my body was on fire. It was only minutes, and I pulled him down the hall to the guest room. I pushed him back on the bed and stripped off my clothes.

Liam lay there watching me remove each article until I was completely naked in front of another man for the first time in twenty years. My whole body trembled as I saw the lump in his jeans grow.

I could not wait any longer. I had not been this horny in many years, I needed to cum badly, and hoped Liam would make it happen.

I leaned over the bed, unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans, removed his boots, and pulled each of his jeans legs down until they were piled on the floor. His boxers were tenting, showing he was as excited as I was. That made my pussy grow wetter with anticipation.

I watched as Liam pulled off his shirt. He was not a big man, but fit with tight abs and fair all over his body. He looked so handsome lying on the bed. I kissed his legs, starting at his feet, making him squirm.

"Julia, we should not be doing this, but Jesus, don't stop," Liam said.

I knew we should not do this, but I was so turned on now, there was no stopping me. I had no thoughts of Edgar, only of the sizable cock in Liam's boxers. I reached his boxers and slipped my hand up the leg hole and cupped his balls, massaging them with my fingers. They were big and warm. I wanted to suck on them.

"Oh God, Julia, keep that up, and I will, cum in my briefs." Liam moaned, squirming on the bed.

Well, I couldn't have that, what a waste of his sweet cum, so I pulled his briefs off, letting his hard cock free. It snapped back against his belly, giving me access to the underside and his big balls. I went to work on him, licking the underside of his cock, teasing his frenulum at the bottom of his cockhead. I gripped his cock, pulling it away from his body. It was hard and felt hot in my hand. There were bubbles of precum oozing out, so I leaned over, blowing on his cockhead, then licked up the sweet and salty precum as it bubbled out.

I slowly stroked him, making him groan. I knew I could make Liam cum whenever I wanted, but I had to be careful not to waste it. I leaned down, taking his cockhead in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it as I quickened my hand strokes. I was not sure if I could fuck him. I would be really cheating then, though I knew I was cheating now, too.

I pushed my mouth down over his 6" cock, taking all of him in my mouth. My tongue slithered along the underside, making him moan loudly. He put his hands on my head, and his hips pulsed up, trying to fuck my mouth. Suddenly, he became frantic, moaning and gasping for air. I felt his cock swell in my mouth as I pushed my nose into his belly and licked his balls. He opened his mouth and let out a deep animal growl, holding my head and exploding in my mouth. His balls pumped rope after rope of his cum down my throat until I pulled back to savor the cum left in my mouth.

I stoked his cock, squeezing him, milking out the last drops. I was a good cock sucker; Edgar had taught me well. I pulled off Liam softening cock. He was done. His limp cock lay on his belly.

I smiled at him and opened my mouth, showing him his gift; a pool of cum remained on my tongue. I leaned back as Edgar taught me, letting his cum slide down my throat. Then I leaned up and kissed Liam, sliding my cum-coated tongue in his mouth, letting him taste his own cum. I held his head, keeping his lips on mine. I didn't want him to pull away, so our kiss turned passionate.

I finally broke the kiss and stood, letting him see my naked body flush red, needing to cum. "Liam, no fucking tonight, baby, maybe another time but not now. I love your cock and sucking you off. Your cum is sweet, I like it, but I think you must leave before things get too crazy."

Sadly, he dressed, thanked me for dinner and dessert, kissed me softly, and left.

That was the first of seven sexual times with Liam. I gave him blow jobs each time, and he fingered me to orgasm most times. I only let him fuck me one night, but we went all night making up for the other times we had not fucked. The sex that night was incredible, made that way by all the anticipation and knowing it was the last night forever. I ended it!

That was the only affair I have ever had or will ever have. I am not sure why I cheated with Liam. There was nothing wrong in my marriage that pushed me to cheat. It just happened, and I am not proud of it. I am sad that I was so weak that I cheated on Edgar. He has given me everything and did not deserve what I did to us. It would kill him should he ever find out.

That was all over a year ago, but I was the woman's name Liam wrote on the piece of paper in the envelope. If it were exposed, my life would be ruined. I am sure Edgar would leave me. I shivered at the thought.

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Edgar...

When I walked in, the Collinses were seated across from each other. The former spouse's envelopes and a gold letter opener lay on a brass tray in front of them.

The bottle of Scotch and glasses were on a tray on the table. We would finally toast the end of their marriage today, one way or the other.

The brass receptacle and the propane torch were in the middle of the table, waiting to be used to end this whole debacle.

"OK, folks, sorry for the delay. Here we are to complete the final act involved in your divorce. I want to say one thing before we move forward. Opening these envelopes will hurt others who are not in this room. The envelopes should be burned, and the names should remain unspoken forever! Do not destroy anyone's unsuspecting life to satisfy a cynical desire to know something that will change nothing in your lives but could only hurt someone else." I spoke directly to each of them

They looked at each other, then looked at me.

"If you have agreed to open the envelopes, take the letter opener and please open them now. If not, please lay them in the brass receptacle, and I will happily burn them." I said.

They looked at each other and then at the envelopes. Dorothy picked up the envelope and looked at it as though she were still unsure. She looked at Liam, "Open or Burn?" She asked.

Liam looked at me, his eyes looked strange, and there seemed to be a slight panic.

"BURN THEM!!" he demanded, dropping his envelope in the receptacle.

We both looked at Dorothy. She smiled, looking at both of us, and picked up the letter opener. She slit the envelope open, causing Liam to gasp. I held my breath, concerned about whose name was on the paper. Dorothy laughed and dropped the envelope in the receptacle. "You thought I wanted to know who it was. HELL NO, I just wanted you to suffer for a fucking year."

I quickly lit the envelopes, turning them into flaming ashes. The mystery was over, and all the terms of the Collins divorce were FINAL.

We popped the cork out of the bottle of Macallan 25 and poured each other a glass. Then, at the end of the table, we came together and toasted the end of a two-year divorce.

I moved away and sat down, relieved they had burned the envelopes. I didn't want to know the names, whoever they were. I took a deep breath, knowing I could move on now without worrying that it was Julia. If it were, I would never know, thank God. He must have listened to her this morning.

I watched the Collins talking to each other. Then Liam turned to me. "Thank you for doing all of this. I am sure it was a pain in the ass putting up with two wacky people like us. I have left a nice bonus check with Miriam. Enjoy it and take Julia on a nice vacation, you both deserve it."

He turned to Dorothy. "I have loved you for twenty-two years and still love you today, and I know you feel the same way. I rented a suite at the Carlton Ritz. I have waited fourteen months to make love to you again. I have a car downstairs to take us there. Are you up to it?"

Dorothy smiled and pulled Liam to her, kissing him hard. She broke the kiss, "Has your cock gotten any bigger in those fourteen months? I know my pussy is a lot tighter now without a big cock in it for so long. Tonight could be like years ago, so let's go, baby. I love you so much. The last year has been hell.

They grabbed the bottle of Scotch and ran toward the door. They stopped, came back, and Liam shook my hand, saying, "Thank you, Edgar. You're the best." Dorothy hugged me and kissed me on the mouth.

I slumped back in my chair, stunned at what had just happened. It was not what I expected, but I am happy it ended.

Miriam came in. "Wow, what the hell happened? They looked like young lovers as they ran out." Miriam asked

I shrugged. "I am not quite sure. I think they will be in bed for a couple of days, and I bet they will get married again."

"Wow, that is crazy!" Miriam said, shaking her head.

"I will tell you more later, but now I need to go home to Julia. She was having a serious moment when she was here, and I need to help her figure it out." I said as I left in a rush.

If things worked out like I hoped, we would also be in bed for a few days.

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Julia...

Once I was home, I stripped naked. I pulled out our stash and fired up a big blunt, taking a couple of big hits, holding it in, then letting it slowly slip out, feeling the effect instantly. I took Edgar's gift into the bathroom. I took out the Astroglide tube and squirted some on my finger. I leaned over, spreading my cheeks and greasing up my pucker, then slowly pushed my finger into my ass. It felt odd. Nothing had ever been in my ass before not even my own finger. This was all new, but tonight I will give everything to my husband. I owed him for my cheating and everything he has given me, and much more.

I opened the box and saw the silver butt plug. It made me shiver, and my ass clenched. I took the plug out of the box. It was long, fat, and tapered to a point. The back end was jeweled with a cut emerald stone. I wondered if it was real or cut glass.

I coated the plug with lube, making sure I covered it completely. I walked to the bed, laid back, put a pillow under my hips, raising my ass. I am flexible, so my legs spread and curl back to my shoulders. My ass cheeks naturally spread open, and I saw my puckered greased asshole in the full wall mirror. I felt between my cheeks, finding my little greased star. It felt crinkled and pulsed as I touched it. I ran my finger around it several times, making me shiver. I rubbed more lube over my hole, took a deep breath, and swallowed hard.

I pressed the pointy end of greased plug against my asshole. It spread open, stretching my tight muscle ring as I pushed deeper. But even with all the lube, the plug hurt as it stretched my hole. I pushed it, and it hurt more. I wanted it in my ass as Edgar instructed, so I pushed harder until my hole painfully stretched around the bulbous plug until it snapped closed around the small neck, embedding the plug four inches in my ass.

I groaned, "Oh, my God!" A strong shimmer raced through me.

Once seated, my ass felt fuller than ever before. My pussy was tingling. I pushed two fingers into my pussy, feeling the hard plug through the thin membrane. I fingered myself, rubbing against the plug. The feeling was incredible and would have made me cum had I not stopped. I pulled out my fingers and pressed on the emerald stone, feeling the plug pressing in, then spring out, settling again with my asshole tight around it. The feeling was strange, and I really liked it.

I took two more big hits on the blunt, holding each one in as I stepped into the tub to soak. I felt strange, excited, and worried! I knew that Liam had written my name on the page in the envelope. If they opened the envelopes, I would be exposed, our marriage would be over, and Edgar would leave me. No, he would kick me out!

I cried, prayed, and begged God again. I needed help telling Edgar, even if the Collins burned the envelopes. How could I do that? I had to find the perfect time if there was ever such a time.

I soaked for a while. I finished the blunt and was very stoned and insanely horny. I got out of the tub before I turned into a prune. I took a shower, shaved my pussy, and washed my hair. I had to look beautiful for my man when he got home. I dried and fixed my hair feeling the plug moving in my ass, rubbing the walls. It almost made me cum. The feeling was different. I wondered what a throbbing cock would feel like as it fucked my ass. I knew I would know soon enough.

I made up my face and slipped into a yellow baby doll with a transparent lace thong. I looked hot, and God I was so fucking horny. I needed Edgar to love me, to fuck me, to own me and to take my ass as many times as he wanted it.

I was ready for him. So I lay on the bed as he had instructed, and waited.

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Edgar...

As I rode home, I thought about all the clues to the mystery of why Julia had shown up at my office in such a state, sobbing and unable to tell me why. Then the statement she made this morning in the throes of a sweet orgasm, 'God Help Me.' Help her with what?

I was confused about what was going on. Something was not right. Why today? Did it have something to do with the Collins'? That had to be it.

A sinking feeling suddenly hit me. I was sick to my stomach. Was Julia the woman Liam had cheated with? That is the only thing it could be. Why would she have acted so differently toward me today rather than any other day? Why had she begged for God's help? Why was Julia in my office moments before I revealed the names in the envelopes?

Dear God, Julia cheated on me with Liam. I pulled my Mercedes to the side of the road, opened the door, and vomited, emptying my stomach until only bile was left.

I closed the door, lay my head back, and cried. The love of my life had betrayed me. I had been played as a pawn by all the parties involved, or had I? Was I creating this out of my insecurities? Why?

I pressed the button, "Call Liam Collins."

The phone rang and then went to voicemail. "Liam, call me right away; it is important."

I drove on, but I was not going home yet. I needed to think. I drove to the city lake and sat looking out at the water, thinking. I skipped pebbles across the water like a kid with no cares.

As I sorted through all I knew and what I didn't know, I was confused further.

My phone buzzed. Liam returned my call. I gathered my thoughts and accepted the call. "Liam, thanks for calling me back. I have a problem that I believe only you can help me with." I said.

"Edgar, I owe you so much. What do you need?" He said.

"Liam, today, when we burned the envelope, a secret was burned that will never be revealed. I know it was a relief for you, but I am not sure it was for Dorothy. She didn't care because she knew we would never find her one-time lover." I stated.

There was silence, but I heard him breathing.

"Liam, I need you to tell me, was Julia the person's name in your envelope?" I asked, praying his answer was no.

Again, there was silence, but I heard a deep breath and a sigh.

"Liam, am I to take your failure to answer as a YES?" I stated.

Once again, he did not answer. Then the phone went dead.

I had my answer!

I sat by the lake for another hour, thinking about my situation and what to do.

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Julia...

I lay on the bed, wondering what had happened. Edgar should have been home by now. He was never late. After this morning, he should be happy to come home to me.

A feeling of dread came over me. Had the Collins opened the envelopes? Was my name in Liam's envelope? Was my life with Edgar over? I was in a bad place, not knowing what was happening and fearing the worst.

My phone buzzed. I looked at it, and it was Edgar. I answered.

"Julia, is there something you want to tell me?" He asked.

My heart instantly pounded in my chest. My throat was dry, and tears ran down my cheeks. My God, Edgar knew. I finally choked out, "Come home!" I hung up.

I fell over sobbing, knowing our life was over.

My phone buzzed again. It was Liam. I answered, sobbing, "He knows! Liam, did you open the envelopes?"

"God, no, we burned them! How could he know? A few minutes ago, Edgar called me and asked if you were the one in my envelope, and I couldn't answer, so I hung up."

"Oh God, Liam, that confirmed it then. Edgar knows. Why didn't you deny it? God, my marriage is dead, and he will leave me."

I hung up the phone and sobbed, lying on the bed.

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Edgar...

The afternoon was creeping along as I drove back to my office. I walked in, and Miriam was surprised I was back. I went into my office and slammed the door. I slumped into my chair. I rubbed my face, leaning on my desk.

Miriam came in, "What the hell is going on? Julie called looking for you, and I thought you were going home." She said.

I looked up, and she saw my tears.

"Edgar, what is happening?" She asked.

I sat up and dried my eyes on my shirt sleeve. "Julia" was the name in Liam's envelope. She cheated on me with Liam two years ago. How could she do that to us?"

Miriam sat down. "No, Edgar, she couldn't have. That has to be wrong." She said.

"I have no proof, but I asked Liam, and he did not answer and hung up. Isn't that denial proof, or am I overreacting to things that happened today?" I asked.

"Why do you doubt her? Do you think she would cheat on you?" Miriam asked.

"I don't know. This whole Collins thing, and her actions today, have me all messed up. I love her so much that I cannot lose her. Miriam, Julia, has been my whole life. What am I to do?" I said, lost at the moment.

"Edgar, please go home and talk to your wife. Julia will tell you the truth, then make love to her, and life will continue like before. This is just one of those days." Miriam said.

I stood and hugged Miriam. She had been my rock for almost fifteen years.

I left and drove home.

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On my way home, my phone rang in the car.

"Edgar, I was shocked at your question and insulted that you would have thought I could have done that to you. That is why I didn't answer and hung up. I apologize. The answer to your question is NO, Edgar. Julia was not the name in my envelope."

I was silent as I listened. Did I believe him?

"Thank you, Liam. May I ask what name was in the envelope?" I asked.

There was a little chuckle, "The sheet was blank Edgar. There was no name on it, I never cheated on Dorothy, but she did cheat on me. She told me his name this afternoon." Liam said.

"You ass, you got divorced and let this charade go on for years?" I asked.

"I will explain it to you sometime over a bottle of Jack. Go home to your wife, Edgar. She loves you, don't ever doubt that. Julia would never cheat on you." Liam said.

We hung up with all my fears relieved. I drove home as fast as I could.

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My phone buzzed; it was Liam.

"I fixed it. Edgar knows you did not cheat, so you must live with it forever and never tell him. You must love him stronger than ever and never give him any reason to doubt you."

My heart leaped, knowing Edgar was OK and we were OK too.

I cleaned my makeup, put some perfume in the right places, and lay on the bed waiting for the sequel to this morning's glorious start.

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I pulled into the garage and closed the door. I sat in my car and took a deep breath.

I walked into the house, taking my clothes off, as I headed to the bedroom. I walked to the bedroom door. Julia was lying on the bed. My God, she was beautiful in her baby doll and nothing more.

I pushed my boxers down, letting my raging cock free, and stepped to the bed, joining her.

We kissed, telling each other we loved each other.

We made love the rest of the day. When we got hungry and needed more strength, we ordered two bottles of Chianti and Italian from Reggino's, one of our favorites. We ate and made love, taking a break when we were too exhausted to continue.

"Julia, I love you. You are my entire life. Whatever happened, I want to know. I don't care. All I ask is for you to be mine from this day forward."

Julia cried and held me tight to her. We kissed, "Always Edgar, always!"

Sleep finally came to Julia, as I lay there thinking. After all that had happened, it did turn out to be a 'Perfect Day!'

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