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Triggers: Discussion of divorce, mention of miscarriage, sex, mention of blood

TW: discussion of divorce, mention of miscarriage, sex, mention of blood (edited)

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Matt Porter was one of the best at what he did. It felt as if every new court case was larger and larger and of greater and greater importance. He felt like what he did mattered. He had a keen understanding of the law, only surpassed by Victoria, but her photographic memory gave her an edge that only Matt's ability to build rapport and connect with clients, juries, and judges could make up for. But for all his ability to build relationships with people in a professional setting, he just couldn't figure things out with Victoria. As Matt laid in bed, pretending to sleep, he couldn't help thinking of how things were. He remembered a time where things with Victoria seemed so simple. Their relationship felt almost effortless. They were full of love, passion, and the sex, oh the sex! Victoria was a fiery little minx once she was undressed. Matt couldn't count the number of times they'd fucked like animals on top of a pile of law textbooks. But that felt like a lifetime ago to Matt. The last time they made love, she just laid on her back and stared past Matt up at the ceiling expressionless. If sex was such a drag for her, Matt wouldn't bother her with it anymore. And besides, he was always so busy that by the time he got home from work, he was ready to put their bed to no other use than sleep. Matt remembered with a pang of guilt that with all of the commotion of the last few weeks and needing to fly out of town at the last minute, that they'd missed their usual anniversary get away. Victoria hadn't said anything about it, so he figured it mustn't've bothered her that much. They could make it up some other time anyway. Eventually he drifted off to sleep, thoughts already turning to tomorrow's workload.

18:05

@Mrs Writes 💓

Matt always had a presence about him. As soon as he entered a room, eyes were on him. As a lawyer, that presence sometimes works in your favour. For years Matt and Victoria were a force to be reckoned with. Throughout law school they were the ones that fought the hardest yet loved even harder. Now they were both equal forces to fear, get them both in court room and they fight like cats and dogs against eachother; for each of their clients. Get them at home Silence Victoria sighed as he laid there. Be known to her, she thought he was sleeping. She continued to read over her case notes. Victoria lived by the rule of no work after hours. However since her husband was barely home now, and when he was the house was still silent, she broke her own rule often. Her mind had also wondered to the thought of their anniversary. Before quickly turning to the thought of her own workload. Which was going to be a struggle. Both of Hers and Matt’s biggest clients were banding together, to sue their biggest competitors…which means Matt and Victoria were on the case together. A first for them in many years. She closed the case notes. Accompanied by another sigh, she lay on her side. Her back to Matt. Thinking of a time where she wouldn’t think about sleeping without touching him in some way. She missed his touch.

22:12

@Several people

Matt woke up, mind half turned off as he went through his morning routine while listening to a podcast. Morning workout, breakfast, check the news, all on autopilot. He headed back upstairs to get a shower, but Victoria was in the master bathroom, so he took his clothes and headed to the spare bathroom at the end of the hall. He showered and got himself ready, moving through the motions without much thought to anything other than the coming work of the day. As he walked back to the master bedroom to look for a missing cufflink, he noticed a strip of light coming through under one of the doors as he walked by. Generally, they kept the blinds in the spare rooms pulled closed, though the cleaner would open them as they made their way through the rooms, dusting and reorganizing. Matt rolled his eyes and grabbed the doorknob before it struck him which room he was standing in front of. His stomach twisted into a knot as his grip tightened. This was one room that neither of them ever went into. He attempted to take a calming breath, but it caught in his throat. He shook his head and threw open the door, quickly striding across the room, past the empty crib and changing table to grab the curtains, pulling them shut in a rush. In his haste, he accidentally ripped the delicate fabric of the inner curtain from its rings.. He cursed to himself and turned around, leaving the room in a huff, slamming the door behind him.

04:26

He left the room and headed directly downstairs and out of the door to his car. He was so out of sorts that he had to turn back around and head inside to grab his keys. Once he finally made it back to the car, he sat for a moment, his chest tight and was surprised at how out of breath he felt. He was half way to work when he remembered that he had never gone back to his room to look for his other cuff link, nor had he even said a word to Victoria. As he pulled into the parking lot at work, he realized that he was nearly an hour early to work and decided that he would take a walk to the small coffee shop around the corner to try and clear his head. 15 minutes later he was at his desk with a still piping hot macchiato resting nearby as he started to check his work emails. The walk had started to put his mind in a better place, but being able to throw himself fully into work and distance himself from his emotions was a specialty of his, so he soon was feeling himself again... Just like he did when he had given up hope of bringing someone home to that once bright nursery. Matt sank into his work for several hours until his intercom brought him back to himself. “Mr. Porter,” chirped the high voice of his administrative assistant, “Your eleven o’clock is waiting for you in the main conference room. I hadn’t seen you come through yet and I have a stack of files here from a couple of the paralegals you had working on gathering information on these clients’ cases.”

04:26

Matt pinched either side of the bridge of his nose. His eyes ached from all the time he’d been staring at the computer screen without a break. He could not hardly believe it was already eleven. He went to take a sip from his macchiato only to realize that it had gone completely lukewarm, untouched. Matt shook his head to clear the cobwebs, as his dad had always said, and then he reached over to the intercom and responded, “Thank you Margaret. I was deep into my research and barely noticed the clock. Take those files into the conference room for me and I’ll be over shortly.” Matt quickly transferred the work he had done to his tablet and headed off to the conference room, pausing in the bathroom to splash some cold water on his face to bring himself back to full alertness. He dried his face and hands and walked the rest of the way to the conference room. He was half shocked to see Victoria sitting at the table already engaged in conversation with the clients. It had slipped his mind completely that one of the clients involved in this lawsuit was one of hers. He quickly recovered and walked into the room, shaking the proffered hands and he greeted his client and introduced himself to the client his wife had been working with. “It’s a pleasure to see you all today. Sorry about the slight delay, I was getting some additional insight from a case not too dissimilar from the one we will be speaking of today.” And with that, charisma Matt was in full swing, right up until the point that Victoria cut in to clarify something that Matt had been in the process of explaining. It had been a perfectly reasonable question, but it grated on him more than it should have. He found himself being more than a bit brusque in his answer to Victoria before continuing on with his line of reasoning. They drafted up a few documents and statements that could be released to the press before breaking for a catered lunch that was brought into the room for them all.

04:26

@Mrs Writes 💓

04:27

When the food arrived, Matt excused himself to the restroom. After using the toilet and washing his hands, he stood, staring into the mirror at himself, feeling off somehow. He ground his teeth in frustration and left the bathroom, but was surprised to find Victoria waiting for him outside of the bathroom. Even with Matt being head and shoulders taller than Victoria, she had a presence that could make her seem like the taller one. She stared him down as he stood there with the door still half open behind him

Victoria excused herself shortly after Matt had left, waiting outside the restroom for him. Fixing her knee length pencil skirt and her silk blouse which was tucked into the skirt. She folded her arms over her chest. Only emphasising her cleavage more. Without a word, she nodded to his office. Leading the way her heals echoing in the office as both of their presences were enough to silence the whole of the open planed section of the offices. She smiles at margret as she scrambled to open the door for them both. “Thanks”
Inside his office, her shoulders relaxed. She never felt hostile around him. She turned to face him. Leaning against his desk, arms folded once again. “We need to talk…” She took a breath “Today would have been our due date. Are…Are you okay?” Her voice shuddered as she stopped herself from welling up. Pushing her emotions about today away. Like she done with most of her emotions. She held out her hand. Inside it was his missing cuff link. “Your phones also in my bag. You left it beside the bed this morning. - Matt. Maybe it’s time we…” she stopped herself tearing up. “We focus on us. We haven’t spoke about things. We brush everything under a rug. Take it out on ourselves instead of resolving anything. I’m having to corner you in an office, mid meeting to even have you look at me! I’m your wife. I may not be a good one, but I’m trying. I’m trying…” she wiped a tear away. Looking at Matt for his response. @Several people

Matt didn’t understand why her tears made him feel so confused inside. She was so gorgeous as tears began to stream down her face, but for some reason he just felt so mad inside. It felt like his emotions just fluctuated between anger and numbness. Why did she have to bring it up? Why did she need to remind him of it today? Couldn’t he just forget? Why couldn’t Matt just sink into his work and just have everything else take care of itself? He felt the tears begin to fall from his own eyes. “Why? Why does it hurt like this? Why does it have to be this way? I just want to be happy. To be like we were.” Matt’s voice grew in aggression. “And you say I don’t look at you anymore?” He stepped forward and Victoria took a cautious step backwards. “You’re the one who turns their head away when I go in for a kiss. You’re the one who is always working on your cases in our bed.” Victoria’s back was now against the wall. “You’re the one who spent the whole time when we last fucked staring at the goddamn ceiling. We were both in so much pain and it just felt like you abandoned me. You want me to look at you? Well, I’m fucking looking at you now.” Matt hadn’t realized his voice had grown so loud, nor did he realized that he practically had Victoria pinned up against the wall. Their eyes were locked. Matt could see the tears clinging to her perfectly shaped eyelashes. He felt lost in the dark circles of her pupils. He brought his face closer to hers and continued to glare into her eyes. When Victoria tried to move to the side to create distance between them, he held her in place and kissed her, his lips crushing hers in painful passion. She initially tried to pull away, but after a moment, she gave into the kiss and they stayed there, tears streaming down their cheeks and intermingling. Matt could taste her tears on her lips. As their kiss stretched on, Matt could feel that the hand holding Victoria in place was also the only thing keeping her upright.

02:24

@Mrs Writes 💓

Victoria broke hearing him list the things that she does. When he kissed her, she let her tears flow. However she tried to keep her anger at bay. Trying hard not to retaliate. This was as much as Matt had spoken to her. Other than the common “it was fine. Yeah I’m okay. Goodnight.” She felt all of the emotions. As their kiss broke. She straightened herself. Looking into his eyes. Regaining her strength, before erupting on him. “No. You don’t get to shout at me. Then kiss me and think it will all be forgotten.” This time it was her that took a step. Smaller than him, but her tone and her stance made Matt be the one to step back. “I don’t know why it’s this way. I’m not Fucking God Matt but you Do not get to shout at me. You don’t look at me anymore, Not the way you used to.” She took another step closer, moving him one more step back towards his office chair. “Think about the last time you even said good morning to me, and do that stupid, body melting kiss on my collar bone. The wee dances in the kitchen when we’re cooking. - oh right…I cook alone. Because you’re never there. I do my cases in my bed, because when I was recovering. That’s what kept me sane…because you went back to work practically two days later. Plus your never home till late!” She was looking him dead in the eye. Her annoyance shining through more as she spoke her truth. “As for the last time we had sex. I knew you needed it. But it was the thought of...” Her voice went quiet, Matt was now sitting in his office chair. Victoria stood in front of him. She wiped a tear forcing herself to keep composure. “I wasn’t in the right headspace.” As if something clicked when Victoria looked away before returning back to him. Her emotions were hidden again. She was back to what was the new normal.

08:18

“Fuck you. Fuck you if you felt abandoned. Because I was the one in the empty 4 bedroom house.” She looked down at her husband. Placing a hand on the sides of his chair, leaning down. “If the reason you’ve not been home until late, is because of another women. Then you have until tonight to tell me. I’ll waver our prenup. You can walk free. If that’s what you want.” As a single tear had fallen down her cheek. She placed the framed picture of them that sat on his desk, facing downwards. She began to walk away. Leaving Matt in his chair. “It’s the only reason that I can think of as to why you’re not home. Fighting for us.” She pushed the door open, heading straight for the bathroom. Giving herself some time. — After a few minutes, Victoria reentered the meeting room. Matt already there. Her makeup still smudged. Which wasn’t like her. She had let herself go. “Apologies, I was on the phone to a sick family member. Let’s wrap this up shall we?” She forced a smile, a smile so forced she knew Matt could tell as she glanced over to him. “I completely agree with Mr Porter’s plan. However before the plan can be implemented and executed. Section 42, subsection 5 of the contract that they signed protects them for this unless they-“ and there she was. Back in action. Using her photographic memory to guide them through frame work and legislation. Not once looking at Matt. @Several people

Matt stood stunned. It felt like Victoria had grabbed his heart and ripped it out of him. He wanted to scream. He wanted to cry. He wanted to rage and break anything his hands could grab. He wanted to just stop existing. Matt reached across his desk to pick up the framed picture Victoria had set facing downwards and slid it to the edge, intending to pick it up and look at it. His hand shook and fumbled the picture frame, dropping it to the floor with a quiet shattering noise. Matt reached down to pick it up, slicing himself deeply on one of the glass shards. Blood streaming from his hand, he tried again more carefully to pick up the broken bits of glass before tossing them in the rubbish bin. He grabbed the frame itself, which had broken in the fall and with his uncut hand, pulled the picture free. He held the picture up in front of his face, taking in every detail of Victoria’s face. It was taken on their anniversary trip three years ago. Victoria had decided the afternoon before their flight left out that she wanted to cut her long, brunette tresses down to the point where her hair did not quite reach her shoulders. She had almost immediately hated it, but there was no time to have extensions put in if they wanted to make their flight. At the time, Matt had teased her that the short hair made it all that much easier to kiss the spot on her collar that always made her melt in his arms. They had spent 2 weeks in Dubrovnik, Croatia. They had spent late nights dancing, and long days spread out on the largely secluded pebble beach just outside of their vacation home. Between the beach and the door of their vacation home, limes grew on a tree and they used the fresh limes to make mojito after mojito as they spent practically every moment they were alone in the vacation home naked.

03:03

Matt could practically feel the sun heated warmth of Victoria’s skin from when they would return from the beach and pull each others clothing off and start fucking however far into the house they could make it before they could no longer control their lust for one another. Victoria had convinced Matt to buy and wear skin tight swim briefs for the trip. She told him that she loved how well they showed off his package. Matt nearly dropped his drink the first time Victoria walked out to where he waited on the beach in a thong bikini. She had always had an incredible body, but generally would never wear anything quite so daring. The picture in his hands was from their last night there. They had eaten at a restaurant at the top of the mountain that Dubrovnik was built up against and then they rode the cable car from the mountaintop down into the old city with its massive stone walls. They walked down to the dock in the old city and asked a stranger to take a picture of them. The lights of the city shimmered off of the water in the darkness. The stranger counted down to take the photo and just before he took the picture, Matt turned and kissed Victoria on the cheek. Her facial expression in the photo was somewhere in the transition from the staged smile and a genuine laugh. The throbbing pain of his finger is what finally brought Matt back to himself. He went to set the picture on his desk face down and saw written in Victoria’s long flowing script, “Even without my photographic memory, every moment with you is etched into the very core of my heart. I love you.” Matt rose and headed to the bathroom to clean and bandage his bleeding hand, coming to a decision in his mind

03:03

The remainder of the meeting went by in a blur, but it tore at Matt that Victoria would not even turn her head towards him. As soon as the meeting was finished, Victoria slipped away. Matt tried to follow her, but one of the clients stopped him with a few questions about specifics of the pending lawsuit. By the time he was able to disentangle himself from the others, Victoria was gone. He headed to her office, but her administrative assistant told him that Victoria had gone for the day. Matt put his hand in his pocket seeking his smartphone, forgetting that he had left it at home and Victoria would still have it in her handbag. Cursing, he walked back across the office space to where Margaret sat at her desk, not even attempting to disguise her game of solitaire on the computer screen. “Margaret,” Matt said, “I have to leave the office early today. If you need to get ahold of me, call my cellphone. Shit, no, I left that at home. If anyone needs me, take a message and they’ll have to wait until later for me to get back to them. Have a pleasant afternoon and evening.” Matt went back into his office to grab his keys and then left. Matt made a stop off at the store on the way home and picked up a few things to make a special dinner for Victoria and himself. Victoria’s car was not parked in their garage when he arrived back at the house. He put the wine in a bucket of ice to chill and set to preparing a meal of steak with a balsamic vinegar glaze served over alfredo with homemade linguine noodles topped with some gorgonzola cheese and caesar salad. Half past six had come and went by the time the meal was all ready. He was surprised that Victoria had not yet returned, but he set the table and poured the wine and sat down to wait for her. And he waited.

03:03

Hours passed and still no sign of Victoria. The wine grew warm and the food grew cold. Eventually, after ten o’clock, Matt got up and grabbed his laptop intending to use the tracker app on Victoria’s and his phones to try and find out where Victoria was and to hopefully assure himself that she was safe, but when he logged in, he could see that the tracker had been turned off on both devices, the last known ping coming from the law office. Matt stood and began to pace around the house worrying about Victoria and trying to go over what he should say when and if she came home. He relived their harsh words in his office hating that he had yelled at Victoria. Ha paced and paced around the house, the old grandfather clock ticking away the passing time. As the chiming of midnight died down, he thought he heard the sound of a key in the lock of the front door. Matt strode with large steps towards the door and met Victoria just a few steps inside of the house. She hadn’t even had a chance to close the door behind her as Matt blurted out, “There is no other woman. There’s never been anyone else. Just me, feeling lost and trapped in myself. I’m just so angry or utterly emotionless all of the time. I don’t know what to do. I feel like I’m just coasting down a slope into my own personal hell. I want to figure something out, to get out of this downward spiral, because whatever we have going on is not working.” Matt paused for a breath and thought he smelled alcohol in the air. “I want to figure something out. To make things better.” He stopped speaking and stared at Victoria. She had not said a single word, and she’d only moved to close the door behind her. She looked back at him, the silence as loud as a scream. “Well? What do you think Victoria?” Matt asked hesitantly.

03:04

@Mrs Writes 💓

After the meeting had ended, Victoria slipped away. Gathered her things from her own office and left. She had sat in her car composing herself before driving. Hours had past, Victoria assumed that Matt wouldn’t be home until his usual time. So she had taken her time. Meeting some friends at the bar, One’s that she usually hung around with since college. This was her first time drinking since everything that had happened. The alcohol going straight to her head. Heading home around midnight. Fumbling in the door to be greeted by her husband. ‘Fuck he looks good’ *her inner voice echoed over the speech that Matt was giving her. “Matthew, slow down.” She finally said. She slipped off her heels at the door, placing down her bag and laptop bag. Walking into the kitchen with Matt following her. “I want us to figure something out too. I really do.” She announced louder than she meant to followed by her giggling slightly. “This might need to wait until the morning tho, my heads sore. I’m not thinking straight.” She laughed again, coming over to Matt. Placing a kiss on his cheek as she stumbled into him a little. “Goodnight.” She tapped his chest before going up the stairs, stripping down to her lace bra and thong. Getting into bed. — The next morning, Victoria woke up to find her husband still sleeping beside her. She got up, wrapped her robe around her loosely and went downstairs to nurse her headache from last nights drink. When she got to the kitchen she noticed how the dinning area had been set up. So she cleared away the evening dishes before resetting it for breakfast. She hadn’t made breakfast for her husband in ages. He’s usually up and away to work on a Saturday. She was hoping today was different. *

06:03

As she stood cooking pancakes, she ran her finger along her collar bone. Where she had tattoo’d matts handwriting that had doodled hearts in a row. She stood there remembering when she got it done on their 4th anniversary trip away. She smiled to herself. Before a knot of nerves filled her stomach as she heard Matt coming down the stairs @Several people

Matt reached up and touched his cheek as she walked away. As Victoria walked away, she dropped her skirt to the floor before starting to remove her top. Matt could not keep his eyes off of her round ass as she made her way to the steps until she was fully out of his sight. ‘Fuck, I forgot how good she looks in a thong,’ Matt thought to himself. He left the kitchen like it was, consumed by his thoughts of Victoria. He made his way upstairs, gathering her trail of clothes and putting them in the laundry hamper. He got ready for bed, stripping down to his boxers and made his way into the room. Victoria had already fallen asleep in the handful of minutes it took him to join her. In her tipsy state, she had broken through the invisible barrier that seemed to run down the center of their bed. Matt also couldn’t help notice that she had skipped the thick pajama sets that she had taken to wearing and was wearing nothing but a thong and a sheer lacy bra. Victoria slept with her back to Matt’s side and when he tried to lay down with her, he realized that he would either need to try and move her and risk waking her, or he could lay up against her as the big spoon. He decided waking her up was a bad idea and he laid down alongside her, her body fitting perfectly up against his. As he wrapped his arm around Victoria, she shifted, pushing herself tighter against him. Her hips grinded up against his boxer-covered cock and he could feel himself starting to grow hard. Matt thought to himself, ‘If she weren’t so drunk, I might have just woken her up and had her now.’*

23:20

He tried to fall asleep, but couldn’t get Victoria’s body out of his mind. He longed to take one of her breasts in his hand, but settled for placing his hand on Victoria’s hip. Her hair splayed out onto his pillow and he buried his face in it, smelling the slight fruity scent of her conditioner and her natural scent. He breathed deep, letting the feeling of her fill his senses: her soft snoring that usually only ever came out when she was properly drunk, the feeling of her warm hips pressed into his lap, the smell of her hair and skin. It was practically intoxicating. When Matt finally drifted off, his dreams were filled with scenes of Victoria and the sounds of her moans filled his ears. Matt woke up, the imaginary sounds of passion still ringing in his ears. He rose from bed determinedly and made his way downstairs to where he could smell breakfast cooking. He walked into the kitchen where Victoria was standing in a thin, silk robe that only just went below her butt. He cleared his throat to start speaking, but at the sound of his cough, Victoria jumped, startled and dropped her spatula. She bent at the waist to pick it up and as the robe slid up to again reveal that cute little thong and her round, juicy ass, every word he meant to say slid from his thoughts. By the time Victoria was standing upright, Matt had made it to her and placed a hand on the counter on either side of her. She quickly turned to face him and started to speak as Matt interrupted her to kiss the spot on her collar where a small tattoo of hearts in his own handwriting were, marking the spot where he could kiss Victoria and melt her into a puddle in his arms. Matt kissed and nibbled at that spot, ignoring the words coming out of Victoria’s mouth, until whatever she had been saying trailed off into gibberish.

23:20

He stopped kissing her and brought his lips to her ear and whispered. “I’m sorry I yelled at you. I was wrong to do that. I’m sorry I wasn’t here for you when you needed me. You deserve better. I intend to be better. And there was never anyone else. Only ever you for me. Only you, my Victoria. I ache for you.”

23:20

@Mrs Writes 💓

Victoria immediately lost her train of thought as he kissed her tattoo. A softly giggle escaped her mouth as his stubble brushed against her as he placed gently kissed and nibbles against her. Victoria wrapped her arms around him. One hand running through his hair. “Matt, I want to be better too… I… I’m sorry for assuming that there was another women. I’m sorry for shouting back at you.” She smiled, as she continued to run her hand through his hair. “I want to start focusing on us again…maybe even that trip we spoke about. Just us two.” She trailed her opposite hand down his chest before turning back around, flipping the bacon that she was cooking. As she did so, she pushed her butt out a little, grazing past his boxer covered shorts. “Mhm what do you say?” She smiles over her shoulder at him. Finishing off making breakfast @Several people

Matt met her eyes as she turned to look back at him and he could feel a stirring in his shorts. He returned her gaze with a mischievous smile. He let go of the counter, and used his left hand to gather up the bottom of her robe and with that part of the robe in his fist, he pressed on the small of Victoria’s back, holding her in place against the counter, partially bent over. Then he took his foot and put it between her feet, forcing them apart to just a bit further than shoulder width apart. He took his right hand and slid it between her now spread thighs, allowing his fingers to slide up the inside of her thighs. Matt brought his index finger and middle finger to rest against her clit, through her skimpy underwear. Working his fingers in small, playful circles, he leaned closer to her ear again and said in his low voice, “Yes, a trip alone, just the two of us would be excellent. But I’m not waiting until then to begin focusing on you again. Fuck.. You are every bit as gorgeous as the day I met you. I am going to give you my full attention right here and right now.” Victoria started to speak, but Matt stopped her, saying, “Shhh. You don’t need to say a word. I can already feel how wet you are through your panties. Just let me focus on you.” Victoria placed her elbows on the counter, sticking out her ass more, giving Matt better access to the growing warmth of her pussy. Matt stepped partially beside her so that while one arm was rubbing at her clit, with the other he could reach inside of the robe and pull up her lacy bra, exposing both of her ample breasts. He cupped one in his free hand and started to trace circles around her nipple with his finger. Matt began to rub her clit with more force, building a small amount of speed. Matt heard Victoria let out a small half sigh/half moan as she pushed her hips against his hand.

08:34

The robe began to fall from Victoria’s shoulders and Matt leaned in to kiss her collarbone and Victoria let out her first proper moan for as far back as Matt’s recent memory could extend. She began to work her hips, grinding them into the motion of Matt’s fingers. Between kisses on her collarbone, Matt whispered, “Fuck, I love how your body reacts to mine. I need you, Victoria Porter, with every part of my being. I need you.” Matt went back to kissing and biting at her collarbone. Victoria let out a long moan from her core, and straightened up, turning towards Matt and threw her arms around his neck, digging her fingers into his hair as she desperately pulled his face to hers and kissed him. Her tongue extended to meet his, and they met and caressed, inviting and drawing one another in. Matt took his right hand and slid it into the waistband of her maroon thong, removing the barrier between her skin and his as he continued to rub her clit. As he played with her clit, Victoria bit down on Matt’s lower lip, causing him to let out a low moan of his own. He kept a steady pace with his fingers, as he reached over with his left hand and turned off the burner on the stovetop. Victoria smiled into their kiss as she heard the frying sounds of bacon dying down. Her moans were growing in length and frequency as their kiss grew deeper. Victoria let go of his hair with one hand, digging the nails of the other in that much harder to make up for the loss, and then took her hand and started to stroke his erect cock through his boxers. As her fingers wrapped around him, Matt moaned a breathy, “Fuuuucck...” into Victoria’s open mouth. He started to thrust his hips as she stoked at his cock and she let out a soft chuckle that was soon lost in her own moan as Matt started to rub her with increased vigor.

08:34

After a few more minutes of the mutual touching, Matt decided that he wanted more. He removed his hand from Victoria’s underwear and with both hands, began to pull off her robe. Victoria only let go of his cock long enough for the robe to fall off of her before grabbing and stroking it again. Matt undid the clasp at the rear of the bra and forcefully pulled it off of her, tossing it behind himself. Matt grabbed Victoria firmly by the waist, turning towards the island in the middle of the kitchen. In one swift movement, he lifted Victoria up onto the countertop of the island, pushing her into a lying position, face up. He practically ripped her thong off of her, tossing it elsewhere in the room. Victoria laid back, breathing heavily, the cold granite countertop making goose pimples appear all over the body. He took a moment to savor and bask in the sight of Victoria. Her eyes blazed with an aching desire, much as he imagined his own did. To him, she was perfect in every way, a goddess among women, and she was his. His eyes slid down her body to her now erect nipples, to her abs, to her waist, downwards from there. He looked at her delightful, glistening, pink pussy. It looked inviting and he brought his face closer, breathing in her scent. He spread her legs apart, putting one leg over each of his shoulders. He kissed her clitoris gently before licking the whole length of her pussy, finally ending with his tongue on her clit. He worked his tongue side to side and was happy to hear a soft moan escaping Victoria’s lips as he kept licking.

08:34

Matt brought the fingertips of his right index and middle finger up to Victoria’s pussy and gently started to insert them, taking it nice and slow, letting her enjoy every moment. Pulled his fingers back out a bit, and reinserted them just a little bit further in. He repeated this motion until the full length of his fingers were inside of her pussy. He kept going, licking her clit and working the full length of his fingers in and out for a time, before eventually turning the tips of his fingers more upwards, seeking out the spot inside of Victoria that he knew would send shivers down her spine. Matt suckled on her clit as he worked his fingers in small, quick motions, pushing up into her g-spot. He rolled his tongue over her clit, caressing and teasing it. Matt reached out with his left hand and took Victoria’s in his, giving a squeeze and receiving on in return. Victoria used her other hand to grab him by his hair and push his face harder against her hips. Her moans were coming fast and freely, filling his ears, and he couldn’t help but moan out of sheer ecstacy, tasting her and feeling her. Matt could feel her back beginning to arch and her pussy start to contract around his fingers as she approached her climax. Her hand tightened around his and Matt focused on keeping the same pace, hitting the exact same spots as he had been to push her over the edge. With a gasp, her back arched even further as her legs locked around his head. She moaned in satisfaction, squeezing his hand in a death grip and digging her nails into his scalp. He could feel her legs quivering as they locked his head in place. He did not slow down for even a moment as she climaxed. Her breath grew heavy as the waves of her orgasm began to recede. Matt gave her clit one last delicate kiss before pulling his mouth away and letting her legs off of his shoulders.

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As Matt dropped her legs, letting go of her hand, Victoria propped herself up onto her elbows. Still catching her breath. She smiles a devilish smile as Matt towered her, still admiring her body. His eyes trailing from her fast rising chest all the way down to her pussy. Before wiping his face smiling at her. “Matthew Porter” there it was again. His god given name, Matthew. Throughout their 15 year relationship, Victoria only dared to call him that over two things. One he’s in trouble or two, he’s in a different kind of trouble. A lustful trouble, a trouble created between the legs of one another. Victoria sat up, running a hand through her hair. Before wrapping her arms around her husbands shoulders, kissing him softly. Passionately. As their kiss broke, she pushed him away from her slightly, before hopping down off the counter. Filling the gap between them once more. Running a gentle, sensual right hand down his abs, returning to kiss him. Trailing her kisses from his lips, to his jaw. Kissing up his jawline, to his ear. Kissing down from his ear to his neck. All while her right hand had made its way back to his cock. Stroking him, as she kissed down. Going onto her knees, she looked at her husband. Her eyes locking with his as she continued stroking him with her right hand. As the index finger on her left hand traced the line of his transversus abdominis. Smirking to Matt, as both her hands stopped, before pushing his boxers down to his ankles. Victoria couldn’t help but trail her eyes down, smirking to herself with a bitten lip before she looked back up to him. Keeping up with her eye contact, Victoria moved one hand away, finding his balls as she took his tip in her mouth. Gently sucking, moaning against him as she continued to stroke him as she sucked.

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Leaving her husband in the middle of the kitchen. Fully exposed, his boxer shorts at his ankles. The only support he had would be her head or if he dared to loose eye contact, he would be able to arch over her, griping the counter top. Victoria took more of her husbands cock in her mouth. Sucking him off deeper than she ever has. Craving the taste of him. Watching as the pleasure took over his face. Smirking as she felt his hands grip her hair. @Several people

As Victoria vigorously worked her head along the length of his cock, her hair fell forward into her face, breaking their eye contact. Matt reached to pull her hair back out of her face, but Victoria beat him to it. In a swift motion, she gathered her hair to the back of her head with both hands and used the hair tie on her left wrist to pull it into a low sloppy bun. Victoria did all of this without interrupting the forward and backward movement of her head along his cock. Her eyes met his and the look of aroused surprise on his face made her smile, crinkling her eyes. Victoria resumed fondling Matt’s balls, and with her free right hand, she slid her fingers down along her body to her still wet pussy. Sliding her index finger inside of herself, coating it in her bodily fluids, she reached the hand between Matt’s legs and up to between his asscheeks. Victoria gave the inside of Matt’s leg a little nudge with her elbow, and he spread his legs a bit further apart. She took her fingertip and pressed it up against Matt’s tight asshole and traced the shape of it before applying pressure, sliding her finger inside of him. Matt let out a low moan of, “Ohhh fuuuccck Victoria, yesss.” With her finger inside of him, she sought out the soft nub of his prostate and started to apply pressure to it, syncing to the rhythm of her head. As she took the length of his shaft in her mouth, she would apply greater pressure to his prostate, lessening it as she worked her mouth back to the head of his cock. Matt let out a long moan of ecstasy and tossed back his head, breaking their eye contact. Victoria grew more desperate to taste him as he started to lose himself to the pleasure. Matt started matching the movement of her head with long, rough thrusts, forcing his cock deeper and deeper down her throat.*

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Matt leaned forward, placing his hands against the counter, his body pressing Victoria’s head into the cabinet. His hips holding her in place, he started to thrust in and out, fucking her throat at a nearly frantic pace. With each thrust, he pushed the full length of his cock into her ready and willing jaw until her nose was pressed flat against his pelvis. He kept fucking her, making her take his cock in full and she rubbed his prostate with even more force, losing herself in the feeling of Matt taking control. With a strained breath he said, “Oh, shit Victoria. I’m, I’m going to cum. Fuck, this feels so good. Can I cum in your mouth? Fuuuuck!” Matt could feel Victoria nod in assent. His thrusts came rapidly and forcefully as he approached orgasm. Victoria could feel his balls tighten and his prostate twitch as the head of his cock flared, cum exploding forth from his cock. She pushed her head the whole way to the base of his cock and deepthroated him as he came, his hot cum flowing right down her esophagus. She could taste his salty cum on her tongue from his first release, but he continued to cum deep in her throat again and again until the edges of Victoria’s eyesight started to grow dark from lack of air. Finally, his balls stopped releasing more cum and she was able to slowly remove his cock from her mouth and breath deeply. Gently, she pulled her finger from Matt’s asshole, and he took a step back, giving her space to stand up. Victoria stood, resting a hand on Matt’s cock as it lost some of its hardness, and they both took a moment to recover their breath. Then, Matt leaned down to her and kissed her. He could taste his salty cum on her tongue and lips, and she could taste her fluids on his. (edited)

23:27

Victoria started to slowly stroke Matt’s cock, sending shivers through his whole body. Taking a firmer grip on his cock, and without breaking their kiss, Victoria led him by his cock towards the table, and she sat on the table. She stroked his cock faster, pleased to feel it growing again in her hand. They kept kissing as he grew even closer to her, not ready to stop their passionate lovemaking. In a near whisper Matt said, “I love you Victoria Porter. With all of my heart.” (edited)

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Victoria sat on the table. Legs apart. Smiling up at her husband she met his whisper, replying - “You are etched into the very core of my heart. I love you Matt” - Seeing Matt’s mouth curve into a smile before their lips met once again with a burning, lustful kiss. It had always made Victoria turned on at the fact that Matt would kiss her, tasting his own fluid. He didn’t do it often but when he did…she melted further into the puddle that he creates. Victoria stops stroking his cock. Scooting herself to the edge of the table. Wrapping her legs around him, she looked up at her Husband. With a bitten lip, she ran her finger over his chest and abs. “Fuck me…” she smiled at him. “Please Mr Porter, Fuck me hard” Victoria laughed softly at her trying to be seductive. They never had a serious sex life. It was fun, daring, it was them. Seeing Matt subtly roll his eyes, accompanied by his own half laugh as he wasted no time. Taking a hold of his firmly erect cock, pushing the tip to her pussy. Victoria gasped a soft gasp as he moved her legs from his waist, holding them up and wider apart. Matt knew how do love a women, his women. He always started slower, smaller thrusts. Penetrating her a few inches before picking up the pace thrusting harder and deeper into in her. Matts lips twisting into a devilish grin as Victoria’s head went backwards, the kitchen echoed her moans. Her pleasure clearly shown as her moans slowly became begs, wanting her husband more as she explored her own breasts. Before trailing a hand back down to her own clit, copying the circular Motion she had came to crave @Several people

Matt couldn’t believe how good it felt to be inside Victoria. He had barely gotten himself the whole way inside of her and he felt like he was barely holding himself back from cumming again. Matt grabbed ahold of Victoria firmly, one hand on either side of her waist and started to fuck her frantically, giving her the full length of himself with every thrust, pulling her further onto his dick. The heavy wooden table started to screech as their fucking pushed it across the floor, bringing a small smile to Matt’s face. Victoria looked into his eyes and mirrored his smile, as she brought her free hand to lay over one of Matt’s. Victoria started to rub herself even faster as Matt said, “Fuck Victoria, your pussy feels so good... I’m not sure how much longer I can hold on.” She gave him a little wink that had always been a form of silent communication that he could cum for her whenever he was ready. Her moans grew more exaggerated as her speed picked up and she closed her eyes. As he hit his climax, Victoria’s moans turned to begging him not to stop or slow down because she was nearly there too. Matt continued his frenetic movements through his orgasm and through the post-orgasm hypersensitivity. He could feel Victoria’s pussy contracting around his cock as her back arched. With a long drawn out moan, Victoria climaxed. Matt leaned forward, kissing her on the collar as she rode the pulsing waves of her orgasm. Matt could feel the movement of Victoria’s fingers slow as she breathed deeply. She grabbed his head and brought it to hers and she kissed him deeply.

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Victoria gazed into Matts eyes as their kiss broke. Both of them staying in the moment for a few minutes longer. Matt still in her, her legs still spread, hanging over the edge of the table. “Breakfast is going to be cold now darling” she smiled up at him, running her thumb gently over his lip. Victoria loved when Matt would stay inside after they had finished. Aftercare for Victoria was as important as the sex itself, especially knowing that he didn’t want to move away from her.
After a few minutes, when both of their breaths returned. Matt helped Victoria off the table. Planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. Victoria smiled softly before biting her bottom lip as she watched Matt’s ass while he walked back to the kitchen island, pulling up his boxers and shorts. Victoria’s cheeks flush red as he Caught her looking. “Like you wouldn’t look if I had went first…” she laughed, feeling the heat on her cheeks as she went behind Matt, picking up her silk robe, slipping it onto her body, tightening it to her hips. Victoria went to the bathroom while Matt continued the breakfast prep. As Victoria reentered the kitchen area, she smiled before leaning on the counter. Her chest once again visible to Matt as her robe gaped open. “We should talk about what focusing on us looks like…We can’t just fuck each other all the time.” She nervously laughed, picking up a bit of bacon off the plate that Matt had pushed in-front of her. @Several people ❤️

Matt chuckled, taking a bite of bacon and enjoying the saltiness on his tongue. He let himself look down at Victoria’s chest that was on full display as she leaned forward towards him. He laughed and said, “Are you sure we can’t? It would sure be a lot of fun.” He chuckled again, but Victoria had gone quiet. She leaned back, pulling her robe across herself better cutting off his view of her magnificent chest. He looked up at her face and said, “Aw, is the show over?” Then he really looked at her face and saw that she looked pained, like something he said had cut her deeply. Matt tilted his head a bit and said, “What? Did I say something?”

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Victoria rolled her eyes, pushing her barely touched breakfast away. “Nope” she sounded annoyed. Going around the kitchen picking up her underwear that was thrown around the place. Turning to face him, her anger and annoyance broke through “I’m not an object Matthew. I didn’t sign my life away for the last 15 years, just to become someone you only see for sex. If that’s what you want, leave me. Go and find some blonde Bimbo to fuck.” Her tears welled up at her eyes, her emotions all over the place. “Don’t come crying back to me if she stares at the celling or uses you for money.” Victoria budged past him. Going upstairs to their room, slamming the door shut. The vibrations of the slam could be felt from where Matt was standing. She went to the bathroom, calming herself down. Running a hand through her hair, followed by some deep breathes. Her eyes never leaving her own in her reflection.

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Matt stood by the table not at all comprehending why Victoria was shouting. “Blonde bimbo? What the fuck was that about? What the hell...” Matt wondered aloud to himself. The echo of the slammed door still rang in his ears. Slowly, much more slowly than it should have, it dawned on Matt what he had said and how it had sounded to Victoria. He warred internally over whether he should chase after Victoria to explain himself, or if he should wait until after she calmed down and speak about what he had meant later. He gathered up the dishes as he thought through the best course of action. Matt, in frustration, dropped a dish into the sink with a bit too much force, shattering the plate. “Fuck!” He growled, bringing his hand to rub at either side of his forehead. He turned from the sink and headed towards the stairs. He plodded up the steps and towards the bedroom, pulling open the door and making his way towards the bathroom. He reached for the knob, but when he went to twist it, he found that it was locked. Grunting with frustration, he knocked and said, “Victoria, please open the door.” He was met with silence, and he did not hear her drawing nearer to unlock the door. He took a deep breath and said, “Victoria please. I didn’t mean what I said like that. I just mean, well, fuck, I don’t know. It just felt like the first time in so long that we actually connected. It felt like, well, like things were before for once. It feels like when we talk, we fight. And for once, we weren’t fighting, and we weren’t cold towards each other. It just... It felt like us again. Damn it, just talk to me!” With these last words, he pounded on the bathroom door forcefully, breaking open the scab on the cut from the prior day. “Damn it,” He swore to himself, turning to walk towards the other bathroom, trying to avoid dripping blood on the plush white carpet in the bedroom.

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Victoria didn’t respond. However she did unlock the bathroom door for him to enter. Not even looking at him as he came to his sink next to hers. Washing the blood away. “I..I don’t need to feel like an object. A failed object, a failed wife. It’s what I constantly feel like. I failed you…it. It doesn’t matter.” she wiped her slow trickling tears, before going into their room. Changing into Casual clothes. Victoria went about her day as normal. Cleaning the house, getting ready for spring. She opened all of the windows. Before finding herself standing outside of the spare room they had Changed into a nursery. Deciding not to go inside, she went to Matt’s home office, not looking at him as she walked past; pushing open the windows. Before lunchtime, Victoria had finished the housework plus a bottle and a half of wine to herself. Barely making it to dinner time, she decided to take herself to bed. The spare bedroom. Changing into her pjs, before grabbing the spare blanket. She went to the guest room, settling down for the night.

06:57

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Matt rushed to the sink to wash away the blood and rewrap his finger. He made sure the cut was clean before bandaging it and cleaning up the countertop. By the time he was finished, Victoria had already left the room. Over the next few hours, he kept trying to speak to her, but she would walk off, switching to another chore elsewhere in the house ignoring him completely. He wanted the chance to explain himself, to take what he said back, to apologize, because he really did not mean what he had said. Matt would have preferred yelling and screaming to the pure indifference she was showing him. Anything would have been better. Eventually he stopped trying to chase her through the house to talk and he settled into his home office. He started to try and plan a trip for just the two of them. Somewhere where they could be alone and maybe try and work through things with no distractions. When Victoria finally walked into the room, Matt sat bolt upright, hoping that she was finally ready to speak, but she continued on her way after she opened the windows. Matt noticed the slight stumble in her step and the smell of alcohol on her breath. Between that day and the previous one, it was the most she’d drank in as long as he could remember, or at least he thought it was. He felt a pang of guilt over how much time he’d been away from Victoria and how many dinners they’d missed having together. For all he knew, this could have been her regular routine most days. Matt thought to himself that this distance felt greater than the distance they had been ignoring for the past year. He wished he knew how to break down the wall between them. (edited)

02:22

He tried to keep himself busy and out of Victoria’s way for the rest of the day, but when it came time for bed, Victoria was nowhere to be found. Despite all of the hurt that had been there between them, they had never once slept in the same house but different rooms. The occasional work-related trip took them apart from time to time, but whenever they were both home, they shared the same bed. Matt tried to fall asleep, but just spent an hour tossing and turning, missing Victoria’s warmth, even if it was only on the far side of the bed. Matt finally gave up and went to look for her. Matt discovered her sound asleep in the guest room, an empty wine bottle on the nightstand. He crawled into bed with her, barely disturbing her from her stupor and whispered into her ear, “I’m sorry, but I can’t take sleeping apart from you. I’ve spent so much of our relationship being dreadful and I don’t deserve forgiveness, but at the very least, I hope I can just lay here beside you, if only for tonight.” Matt barely finished his words before drifting to sleep, her warm body close to his. (edited)

02:22

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Victoria welcomed his embrace in her sleep, pulling his arm around her before pushing her ass to his crotch. It was like a security position for her. When she woke up, noticing him cuddling in, she pretended to go back to sleep. Not wanting to disturb him, not wanting him to leave. As she lay there eye’s closed, she thought about what else they could do to save their marriage. Eventually, she felt him slowly peel his body away from her. Her response was to hide her face by rolling over more. She didn’t know where he had went too, he wasn’t in the kitchen when she went for breakfast. Wasn’t in his office, she had phoned his assistant to see if he had called her. She felt guilty for not speaking to him yesterday. She couldn’t control her emotions anymore. It was better in her mind to stay quiet. Was she the problem in their marriage? Putting on her big girl mindset, Victoria baked her famous choco chip cookies for him coming home. Ready to try and talk. @Several people

Matt was surprised that Victoria was still in his arms, still tight against him, when he awoke. He expected to be woken up by her pulling herself away from him in the middle of the night, but it was fully morning and there she was, still wrapped up in his arms. In her sleep, Victoria wiggled her hips against his cock and Matt felt himself growing harder. He slid his hand down the curves of her body to her hip and towards her inner thigh. He started to run his hand along the line where Victoria’s legs meet the inner past of her pelvis, but as he started to run his fingers lightly along it, a buzzing at his wrist caught his attention. Matt slid his arm out from Victoria’s head gently to look at his smartwatch and saw that he was getting a call from the local police station. Matt carefully lifted himself out of the bed, trying his best to not disturb Victoria, then he quickly tiptoed from the room before answering the call. Matt could barely keep the annoyance out of his voice when the officer explained why he was calling. “I know that you’ve always had a good reputation with the guys here on the force and I figured we’d give you a call. Your brother is here again and he’s a total wreck. We picked him up around dawn, drunk as a skunk, pissing all over one of our cars near the park. We’re not sure what all else he may have in him, but look, if you come down and pick him up, it’ll save him having to sit in a cell until tomorrow when the judge finally has time to post bail.”

05:57

Matt sighed, “Thank you so much, officer. Let me finish getting ready and I’ll make my way down to the station shortly. Thank you again.” Matt hung up and quickly dressed before running out to his car. Paul had always been the problem child. As Matt’s older brother, he had been there for Matt as a kid, but as they grew older, their roles drastically reversed and it felt like Matt was one bailing Paul’s ass out of hot water. It had been before Matt and Victoria had found out that Victoria was pregnant the last time that the brothers had spoken. Paul always brought out the worst in Victoria, but Matt couldn’t blame her. Matt ended up wasting the whole morning into the afternoon waiting for Paul to be processed at the station and finally released to him. When he was finally released, Matt led him to the car, an annoyed expression plastered across his face. Paul had a vacant look, eyes glazed over as he stumbled his way to the car. Once inside, Matt looked at Paul and said, “What the fuck Paul?! What the fuck do you think you are doing wandering around all fucked up like this? And pissing on a patrol car? Are you fucking stupid?” Paul turned to him, looking as if nothing Matt had said had actually been heard. “Hey man, take it easy. I was just out for a nice little stroll,” Paul slurred “And what are they gonna do to me? It sounds like they love you here. You can lawyer my way of this.” Matt practically growled, “Like hell I will. You’re the dumbass that got yourself into this situation. And you can’t be bothered to talk to me for what, two years now? But you’ll call me when you’re in trouble? And I’m not a defense attorney. I handle lawsuits and tort related litigation. You can deal with a public defender, or maybe you can hire a lawyer with all of the money you stole from Victoria and I. I’m taking you back to your place and then you’re on your own from there.”

05:57

“You’re really going to leave me hanging like that, Matthew?” Paul said. “First thing, I am Matt. No one calls me Matthew. And I’m not leaving you hanging. There are consequences for your actions, and I’m tired of being the reason that you don’t have to face them. Remember that bar fight you got into, and how you smashed that bottle over that guy's head? He still can’t return to work, and my reputation with the judge kept your ass out of jail. And then you ran off with the settlement money that I loaned you to pay the family. You just disappeared. So, where are you staying now, so that I can be done with you?” Matt was shaking in fury. Paul shamefacedly gave Matt an address and they rode the rest of the way in silence. He dropped Paul off without another word or even a thank you from Paul. Matt drove off, more frustrated than before. Seriously, why now? He thought to himself, I’m dealing with enough trying to sort through things with Victoria. She’s going to go ballistic when I tell her that Paul has reappeared. Matt decided that he ought to stop and pick up dinner from Victoria’s favorite takeaway place. When he finally got home, he walked in, ready for Victoria to tear into him. “Victoria, I’m so sorry I’ve been gone all day. It certainly wasn’t what I had been planning.” Extending the arm holding the bag of food, Matt said, “I brought your favorite... Also, well, Paul’s back in the city. I wasted my day down at the police station where he was being held for public intoxication, public urination and god knows what else. I am sorry. I didn’t intend to be gone this long darling.” Matt took a deep breath and could smell the fresh cookies in the air.

05:58

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After Victoria was finished with the cookies, she decided to snuggle onto the couch with the throw blankets and watch some crappy reality television shows. Her mind wandered to where Matt could be. He was never out all day without texting her. Then her phone pinged. Reaching for her phone. A Random number had texted her “.” Ignoring the weird text, she put her phone down. Feeling a twang in her heart that it wasn’t Matt. Victoria continued to watch her program before not long after hearing another text ping through. The same unknown number had messaged her. This time, the identity was relieved “Hey sister, it’s Paul. Matthew gave me your number. Back in the city, have found myself in trouble. Matthew said your the best lawyer to help me out of a few sticky situations I’m in. I’ll pay you of course…” Victoria read the text, feeling a fury build inside her, quickly overcome with panic. Where is Matt? She began to worry about Matt’s whereabouts. Sitting up on the couch with the blankets bundled at her lap. Just then, the door unlocks and Matt appears. Showing her the bag of takeaway, telling her all about Paul. “Hey, I know Paul is back. He texted me asking me to be his lawyer.” She stood up, giving Matt her phone, before wrapping her arms around him. Hugging him tightly. “Are you okay?” @Several people

“He what? Asked you to be his lawyer? How did he even get your number? Goddammit Paul. I told him I wouldn’t represent him, so he goes to you? He’s such a selfish...” Matt growled and clenched his fists before pausing to take a breath and try and calm himself down. Matt strode into the living room, practically falling onto the couch, dropping the bag of food on the end table and propping his feet up on the coffee table. “I just can’t believe him, showing up like this. Victoria, I want to fix things between us, I want us to heal and grow and in walks my shithead brother to try and throw it all into a mess... Well, more into a mess... Look, I am sorry about what I said yesterday. I didn’t mean it to come out like that. I was out of line and should have been more cautious of what I said. I’m a fucking lawyer, half of my job is controlling what I say. I have no excuse. Vic... I love you so much. I can’t imagine sleeping without you beside me. I want you. As far as Paul, I have no intention of getting involved. It’s up to you if you want to, but I think it’s best that we don’t. There is no trust there for me. ”Here, let’s start eating before this gets cold. I just.. He fucking peed on a cop car! What an idiot. What did he think would happen? And God knows what the hell he was on that made him think that that was a bright idea.” As Matt spoke, he started pulling out the containers of food from in the bag.

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Victoria looked at her husband as he ranted on about his brother. Trying to stop the fury of her own. She went over to the couch, sitting beside her husband. Smiling as he apologised for yesterday. Victoria took the containers from her husband sitting them on the coffee table. Before straddling her husband on the couch. “Mr Porter. I asked if you were okay. Take a big deep breath.” Victoria without realising used her stern lawyer voice before smiling softly at her husband, returning to her normal voice. “Paul isn’t in this house, I am not going to be his lawyer. We both know I’m done doing favours for him, and since, I’m too expensive for him.” Victoria kissed him softly. Feeling his heart racing as she placed a hand on his chest and rested her other on his shoulder. Before she could say anything else. Matt had taken his feet of the table, flipping his wife onto her back, towering over her. “Matt” she laughed softly up at him “I love you to. I’m sorry I didn’t sleep in our bed last night.” Victoria had barely finished her sentence before her husband returned to kissing her. Slipping of her thin underwear from beneath a small black nightie she was wearing. @Several people

Matt began with no pretense whatsoever. Something about the demanding way she had spoken to him mixed with the stress of the day lit his soul on fire. He slid his finger inside of Victoria’s waiting pussy, rubbing her clit with his thumb. She moaned into their kiss at his touch. His lips were demanding, his tongue pushing through her lips to seek out her tongue, to possess her tongue. Victoria sucked on his tongue once it was inside her mouth and it made his cock throb with eagerness. He could feel her rocking her hips, grinding them against his hand. He moved his kisses down her neck to her collar bone and she moaned out his name, throwing her head back. Matt slid another finger inside of her, pushing deeper inside of her. Matt spoke in his most stern lawyer voice, “Mrs. Porter, if you expect me to continue, you are going to need to address me clearly. Would you like me to speed up?” Victoria nodded. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Porter, but for the court record, you are going to need to verbally tell me your answer.” “Yes” Responded Victoria. “Yes, what?” Matt responded back, holding to his stern voice. “Yes, Matthew, I want you to go faster. I want you to keep going. I want you inside of me.” *She practically moaned out the last part as Matt started working his fingers more quickly inside of her. “Very good, Mrs. Porter. I will gladly oblige,” Matt said with a chuckle. Matt increased the speed and depth at which he worked his fingers, enjoying every little noise Victoria made for him. He resumed kissing her neck, leaving scratches all down her back with his other hand. Victoria let out a loud, “Oh fuck, Matt, fuck, please put your cock in me.” As he dragged his nails down her back, leaving her marked as his.

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Victoria hadn’t needed to plead with her husband for long. Before the sound of his belt being undone was heard through the sound of their lips locking. As their kiss broke, Victoria stood up in front of her husband. Wearing the same skimpy nightdress from the night before. Watching him undo his belt, then his pants, his cock eager to escape. “No..Mr Porter, I’ve changed my mind. You do not get to touch me after how rude you were yesterday.” Her stern lawyers voice matching his, before she giggled breaking character. Softly, seductively continuing “Daddy needs to learn his lesson…daddy needs to watch.” She bite her lip as she lowered her nightdress down. As her nightdress fell into a pile at her ankles. She exposed her bare breasts to him, followed by her lace thong that he was not to long ago pulling to the side. She turned away from him. Bending over, pushing away the takeout on the coffee table, her thong slipping further up her ass. Right in-front of him. Matt wasn’t so much an ass guy or a Boob guy, he always said he was a Victoria guy. Still facing away, she straightened herself. Pulling down her thong. Her cheeks bouncing slightly. She could feel his eyes attached to her. She turned slowly. Placing a hand on the couch behind him, bringing her index and middle finger of her opposite hand to his mouth. Biting her lip as he sucked her fingers. The bitten lip turned into a devilish smirk, as she pulled her hand away. Sitting down on their coffee table in-front of him. Spreading her legs. As she trailed the fingers, wet from his saliva, down her body. She watched him, as he tracked her fingers. Victoria began by running her fingers on the outline of her pussy. Before beginning to finger herself gently. Letting out a gentle moan as she watch him begin to stroke himself. Her eyes on him as he watched her. Victoria’s left hand was on the coffee table behind her, holding her up as she was arched. “Bad daddy doesn’t get to touch Mommy” she moaned.

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@Several people

Matt let out a longing moan as he watched Victoria start to touch herself. He could not stop himself from seeking out his cock with his hand, already lubricated from Victoria’s own fluids. He chuckled and said to Victoria, “Darling, I am no Constitutional lawyer, but I believe that the Eighth Amendment has something to say along the lines of ‘no cruel or unusual punishment’. If you continue in this course, you just may end up facing your own special punishment.” Matt gave Victoria a big smirk as he settled his head back into the couch cushion and watched her closely. Sitting like this and touching themselves while watching one another was not something that they had done many times in the past, but there was something so provocative about her smaller, gentle fingers as Victoria fingered herself. Matt’s grip grew tighter around his cock as he stroked himself and let his mind wander to the feeling of being inside of Victoria. “Victoria, you are so stunningly gorgeous. This is a cruel sort of torture, all I can think about is how deep inside you I wish I were right now.” At his words, Victoria increased her speed and let out a long moan that was formed around his name. He stroked himself faster to match her movement, “Fuck, Tori..”

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Victoria smirked that devilish smirk that she had been showing off a lot more recently. Hearing him call her Tori, a name that had been retired since they began trying to start a family. She looked her husband in the eye with a bitten lip as she continued her fasten pace. “You would feel so good deep inside me…but daddy can’t touch….not tonight…” she teased. Continuing to finger herself. She watched as her husband edged closer to his own orgasm. “Cum for me daddy…” she smirked. Briefly stopping feeling herself, getting onto her knees. Between his parted legs. She resumed fingering herself as she looked up to him. “Cum on me…” she said softly as she ran her other hand over her breasts before squeezing her right one. @Several people

Matt could not contain himself, with Victoria on the floor on her knees, practically begging for his cum. He let out a moan and said, “Oh, fuck Tori, I’m going to cum all over you. If you’re not going to let me cum inside of you, you better clean it all up for me. I don’t want you to waste a single drop of Daddy’s cum.” Matt leaned forward a bit, all the better to look into Victoria’s eyes as he stroked himself faster, growing closer to his orgasm. Victoria let out a soft moan that pushed him over the edge and he came with a loud moan of “Tori!” launching the first load of his cum all over Victoria’s face, and the second load across her gorgeous breasts. He kept stroking, trying to get out every drop of cum, covering Victoria in his warm, sticky mess. He looked over her gorgeous face as his cum dripped down her, forehead to cheeks, cheeks to neck, and down to her breasts.

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Victoria had her own orgasm with her eyes shut as he came. Feeling his load cover her upper body and face made her cum quicker. Her mild orgasm could of been undetected if it wasn’t for her cum dripping to the floor. She smirked up at her husband, before taking her hand she had used for her own pleasure. Taking his cock in her hand, she leant in, licking off the remaining cum. Her eyes never leaving his, not even as she took his hand. Using it to scoop up his warm sticky mess. Before sucking it off his fingers. Allowing him to rub it into her chest and breast. “Sorry, what we’re you saying about your brother?” She smirked devilishly up at him, wiping the cum from the corner of her mouth with her thumb.

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@Several people

Matt sat speechless at the goddess of a woman in front of him as she licked his cum off of his fingers. She let out soft little moans as she sucked each of his fingers individually, cleaning up his cum. He nearly missed her question, his brain had come to such a complete stop. “My what now? Brother?” Matt finally felt his brain kick back into gear. “Oh, yes, Paul. Well, he got into trouble for pissing all over a cop car. Who knows that he was on, the police officer didn’t give me the specifics, all I know is that there are several charges including public drunkenness and he tried to use my name to get out of it. I won’t represent him, not that I even could. I’m no defense attorney, though it’s not like Paul understands that. I wouldn’t even if I could though, and I’m disgusted that he managed to get your number from my phone somehow. I can go on and block the number if you want. I just want nothing to do with him.” Matt leaned forward, putting his head in his hands, smearing a line of Victoria’s saliva on his brow before he paused and started laughing, the silliness of him still sitting there, pants around his ankles, limp cock still out, while he was half distressed and Victoria sat still on her knees in a puddle of her own cum as she attempted to console him. He let out a belly laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation. To an outside observer, they were probably quite a sight, with a few lingering drops of Matt’s cum still resting on Victoria’s nipples. Matt stood up, offering Victoria a hand to help her rise. He kissed her briefly once they were both upright. Matt pulled up his pants, redoing his zipper and button and handed Victoria her discarded panties and nightgown. They were only slightly damp from Victoria’s bodily fluids. Matt said, “Here, Tori, would you like me to grab you some comfy clothes and clean underwear? Then we can eat together and I can try and forget I have a brother altogether.”

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Matt took Victoria’s clothes and walked out of the room, but not before giving her one final look over as she stood there, stark naked. Victoria even adjusted into a pose, pulling her shoulders back, better showing off her breasts, and popping her hip to the side, accentuating the curve of her hips. God is she gorgeous, Matt couldn’t help but think to himself as she caught him watching her. He tossed her clothes in the washing machine and quickly dug out a fresh pair of panties for Victoria and some sweatpants, grabbing her one of his old college hoodies that she was always so fond of getting lost in. He walked back to the living room and handed her the fresh clothes and let her dress as he opened up their food and set it out for them. There was something about eating takeout with the provided cheap chopsticks and plastic forks that made it taste so much better, whether it was the thought of not having to do dishes or something in the cheap cutlery, it always was better that way. Matt settled into the couch, leaving ample room for Victoria to sit beside him and pull her feet up under herself, snuggling close into his shoulder. He handed Victoria the remote along with her food so that she could pick the show that they would watch while they ate.

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Victoria smiled as Matt walked away. She went to their downstairs guest bathroom, cleaning herself up in the sink. “Thank you” she smiled at him as she took the clothes off him. Getting dressed she, she then sat beside him. Her legs tucked to the side under her, she left no space between them. Victoria out on an episode of greys anatomy as they ate their food. After only managing to eat half her food, she placed the box in front of her. Snuggling into Matt more. She felt happy again. As if they were back to normal. Victoria couldn’t help but wonder how long this bubble will last. Her through te where interrupted by Matt asking if she was okay, she hadn’t eaten much. “Im fine baby, I had a lot of my starter…” she laughed a little, looking up at him. “I’ll keep the rest for my lunch tomorrow unless you want it?” She offered it to him as he refused. As she placed it back to the coffee table she no tiered that her phone had been flooded with notifications, from Paul. Thankfully she had it on silence and could deal with it later. After the program ended, they both headed up to bed. Victoria brushed her teeth in the en-suite as she read through paragraphs after paragraphs from Paul. Replying to him a time slot for tomorrow at her office. Victoria Closed her phone, as she finished brushing her teeth. Climbing into bed, she looked at Matt. “So I have a client in for a pre interview tomorrow at 11. Then maybe after it once your free, we could look into booking that trip?” She cuddled into him.

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Matt nodded his assent, pulling Victoria closer, already starting to drift off, happy to have her in his arms. Matt woke up and laid unmoving, enjoying the smell of Victoria’s hair in his face, pulling her even closer, his arms around her chest. The sunlight shone dimly through the window and Matt knew there was still yet some time before their alarm would ring, forcing them to begin their day. Matt knew that he should get up, perhaps make them both breakfast or start the coffee or perhaps even put on a pot of tea, but he could not bring himself to stir from this tiny slice of paradise, to be holding the woman he loved, trying to mend the wounds in their relationship. He pushed any thoughts of his brother from his mind and just tried to keep himself there, in the moment. Eventually the peace of the moment was broken by his bladder. Matt slowly disentangled himself from Victoria and attempted to surreptitiously leave the bed. Matt practically held his breath as he made his way to the bathroom, hoping to leave Victoria undisturbed. He gently pulled the door closed behind him, leaving Victoria still snoozing in the bed under a heap of blankets. Matt relieved his nearly bursting bladder and decided that while he was up, he might as well grab a shower and start getting ready for the day. He climbed into the shower and turned on the speakers built into the shower and put on some quiet music to get ready to. He warmed the water to near boiling before stepping in. He let out a sigh of pleasure as the almost painfully hot water played across his skin.

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*Victoria woke up shortly after he left the bed. Turning over to see the empty side of the bed deflated her slightly. She sighed, assuming that the bubble had burst. That he was back to coming home late and leaving early. It was as she was scooping her hair back, she heard the ensuite shower stopping. Victoria got up, heading to their bathroom. “Good morning” she kissed him softly as they met at their jack and jill sinks. Catching a glimpse of herself in their mirror. Wearing his old college jumper, a black thong and her messy morning hair. A sight she thought she would no longer see. A sight she used to see every morning in their youth. Not that they weren’t still young. She turned on the shower again. “I slept good…I have a client in at 11. I think it would be good if you sat in with me. I know you like the show.” She smiled over at him as she pulled off his jumper. Leaving her in only a thin thong. They both ran through their days together as they got ready for them. Both of them agreeing to carshare for the first time in months. On the way to the office, Victoria scrolled notes on her phone as she sipped her coffee. She hoped that Matt wasn’t going to be too annoyed at her for seeing Paul. Hopefully he would know it’s to put him behind them once and for all. They both shared a quick kiss at the front desk of the firm they worked for. The spark between them was back, the office could tell. 11 o’clock rolled around. Victoria’s 10:25 meeting was running 5 minutes late. Luckily time keeping wasn’t one of Paul’s strong suits. As Paul entered the floor of the offices, Margret, who had worked for Matt for years, buzzed Matt to let him know his brother was here. Victoria didn’t hear what the brothers had exchanged when she appeared not more than 3 minutes later. “Mr Porter is here for me. My office is this way.” Leading Paul in the direction of her office. “Which has cameras, so please make yourself comfortable while I grab something.” She smiled. Knowing

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that there wasn’t cameras but it would be funny to watch him sweat w little. She turned to Matt. “I’m going to have some fun. Spank me and Join me. Or be mad at me later.”*

@Several people

Matt enjoyed riding together with Victoria. They barely spoke in the car, as Victoria was going over notes and mentally preparing for her day, but Matt was just happy to be with her in that time. It did not necessarily feel like it had used to, but more like they may be growing into a new normal. Even the quick kiss as they went their own ways left Matt beaming for the next hour. When he arrived in his office, he dove into his work with an energy that he had not felt in recent memory. The hours leading up to Victoria’s 11am appointment did not fly by, but Matt found the time to be significantly more productive than usual, feeling like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Matt wrapped up his work at 10:45, hoping that Victoria would be finished with her earlier appointment and also hoping that maybe they would be able to sneak off for 10 or 15 minutes alone before her next appointment began. He popped in a strong breath mint, hoping to cover up the smell of his most recent cup of coffee as he made his way to Victoria’s office. Seeing that her office door was shut, Matt asked Victoria’s administrative assistant, Abigail, who she was meeting with, and Matt recognized the name as one of Victoria’s most long winded clients. Mildly disappointed that there would almost certainly be no time for a tryst between appointments, Matt made his way back to his office. Knowing that he still had a minimum of 15 minutes to pass, he opened up his web browser and started looking at vacation destinations, paying extra attention to whether or not the bathroom had two-person showers and if the bedroom was spacious and comfortable. Perhaps a romantic couples resort.

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A few minutes before 11, Margret buzzed Matt, pulling him out of his romantic contemplations. “Mr. Porter,” Margret said in a voice that was much more strained than her typical perky receptionist voice. “Yes Margret? Is everything alright?” Matt replied In a strained polite voice, she answered, “Everything is fine, I just wanted to let you know that your brother is here. When I attempted to kick him out, he claimed to have an appointment with Mrs. Porter at 11, and I was able to confirm it with Abigail.” Matt felt his heart sink in his chest. Victoria had said she wanted nothing to do with Paul and that she would not even entertain the thought of giving him a meeting. Things were just starting to improve and she was already lying to him? Matt got up from his desk and made his way out to the reception area. He stopped by Margret’s desk to look for Paul and his thoughts of fratricide were interrupted by Margret saying, “Mr. Porter, be careful where you point those things.” Matt turned to look and Margret with confusion and she said, “Your eyes, you look like you could freeze a coal furnace with the icy glare you’re giving. Your brother is waiting over by Mrs. Porter’s office. Her earlier appointment is still in with her. Boy, can that guy chatter up a storm. Oh, and Mr. Porter, just wanted to let you know that if your brother keeps making disgusting comments to me or that other receptionists, I’m going to need to hire you as my criminal defense attorney.” “Margret, I’m sorry. This will be the last you see of Paul. I will make sure it does not happen again.” Matt said regretfully. “Don’t worry about it doll, I just wanted to make sure you just had room in your schedule for me,” She said with a joking wink.

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Matt made his way over to where Paul was waiting around the corner, striding right up to him, pointing aggressively and half growling out, “You need to keep your inappropriate comments to yourself Paul. I won’t hesitate to make sure Sexual Harassment charges are added to the shit you are currently facing.” Paul smiled smugly and said, “What charges? With your reputation, any judge is going to toss out all that bullshit once they see that I have your wife as my lawyer.” Matt had no response to Paul, and he stepped away, growing red in the face, mad at Paul for being Paul and mad at Victoria for agreeing to represent him. They stood in silence and Matt stewed on the whole situation while they waited on Victoria. Eventually, she came out to meet them, leading Paul into her office, but stopping Matt and leading him into another office to speak with him briefly. At her words, his anger cooled a bit, and he followed her instructions and gave her a sharp smack on the ass before following her back towards her office, ready to watch and listen as Victoria’s plan unfolded.

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Victoria smiled playfully over her shoulder at Matt as he smacked her ass. Although as soon as they entered her office, Victoria’s game face was on and her professional tone present. “Paul. Would say it’s nice to see you again, but I would be lying.” She hadn’t made eye contact with him, instead sitting straight in her chair opening his file as Matt stood over near the door behind Paul. “So, I’m assuming I don’t have to remind you of all the charges that your up against, however your biggest ones would be…Public indecency, public urination, public intoxication and not to mention the other on going case in your name for possession of illegal drugs.” Victoria stops rhyming off his charges and looks up at him. “Your screwed…it’s a sin actually. Your only chance of getting out of this…the two people capable of getting you off with minimal consequences are in this room. The same two people you stole from.” Victoria looked over at Matt and then back at Paul. Clearly they both didn’t know that she knew. “Payback is a bitch.” Victoria grinned, sitting back in her seat, crossing her legs. “I spoke to Penelope…she’s lovely. Worried about her poor fiancé that’s missing. She was soo happy to find out that he’s alive. And then the shoe dropped…You’ve been living a wonderful life as Matthew Porter in the East Coast.” Victoria had dropped the ball. She was hoping to tell Matt before the meeting but there wasn’t time. Paul was sitting looking around the room for the exit, the exit that Matt was standing next too. Pale as a ghost and sweat visible to his forehead. He was panicking. He had been caught. “Look, I’m sorry. But you guys are going to help me out of it aren’t you? I’ll do anything. I have money saved, I will pay you guys back. I promise.” Paul spluttered out in panic. Looking between them both. Matt’s anger could be felt from the desk. “No, we’re not. I can’t help you. I’m representing the opposite client. Penelope has decided to sue, for the money that

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you’ve conned her out of. Acting as Matthew, sending money to his sick, disabled brother Paul. Least you got the sick part right. There is a warrant out for your arrest Paul, do something selfless for once and turn yourself in.” Victoria stands, holding out the file to him. “Paul Porter, you’ve been served.” Victoria deflates in her chair after he snatches the papers out of her hands and leaves in a hurry. She looks at Matt with an apologetic look. “I’m sorry that I sprung that on you…I wasn’t going to let him get away with using you. Us again. Couldn’t sleep last night and I went digging. Too my surprise, I was shocked to see a missing Matthew Porter from over on the East coast. So I went digging some more…” She looked over at Matt, not knowing how he was going to react. @Several people

Matt felt his jaw drop open in surprise when Victoria revealed that Paul had been using Matt’s identity to give himself a cushy life on the East Coast. Somehow, Paul always managed to surprise Matt with just how terrible of a person he was. Time and time again, Paul had taken advantage of Matt and Victoria, and still, Matt wanted to believe there was still something redeemable about his brother, but this was just one more piece of evidence that Paul was without any conscience and without anything worth salvaging. Matt made a mental note to have Margret put a freeze on his credit and reach out to any creditors that may come searching for money they were promised by Paul. Matt wondered how many times other people had been forced to sue their siblings. Matt let Paul scurry right past him as he stood lost in his thoughts. It was only Victoria’s words that brought him back to reality. He looked closely at Victoria and said, “It’s okay. I’m not mad. Well, actually, I’m fucking livid, but not at you. I just.. I want to say I can’t believe it, but it’s Paul. I’m not sure there’s a terrible thing he could do that I wouldn’t believe. Fucking Paul.”

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Matt walked over to Victoria’s desk and sat on the edge of the desk, in front of Victoria’s chair. “What a royal cunt.” Matt shook his head, hating how his brother had turned out. He was sure that there had been good days with Paul, but he couldn’t remember any of them. “My love, thank you for doing this. I’m sorry that you stayed up so late dealing with,” Matt gestured vaguely in the direction of the door. “All of that. I’d be more than happy to give Penelope a good deal on our services if it means being done with my brother. This was all quite the surprise. It must have felt pretty cathartic to drop all of that on him. You’re the best lawyer I know, but if there’s anything I can do to add a few more nails to that coffin, don’t hesitate to ask, love.” Matt reached down and caressed Victoria’s lovely face. He had no idea how to express his gratitude towards her in this moment. Victoria pressed her face into his hand and closed her eyes briefly.

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Victoria couldn’t help close her eyes for a brief moment as his hand caressed her face. “I gave her one of our best lawyers, and I’ll be keeping an eye on the case. I just don’t need the stress of a case against Paul. Especially not if we are trying to find us again. Since…she will win before the case starts.” Victoria gazed up at him, a soft smile spread on her face. “What about this holiday. Where were you thinking.” Matt was always the one who dealt with the holidays. He knew how to work out the best deals for them. Listening to him go on about the different ones he found, she found herself smiling. Finally she had her husband back, he was talking to her like he used to. He was back to calling her the Nicknames she hadn’t heard in at least a year. Things were falling back into place. “As long as I’m with you, I’m in.” She stood up, between his legs. Wrapped her arm around his shoulder and kissed him softly. Her lips lingering for a moment. @Several people

Victoria’s kiss lingered on his lips and he could smell her perfume. Not the usual, expensive boutique perfume that she would wear in office settings, a clean and relatively neutral scent, nor was it her more fragrant perfume for nights out, but it was a smell that brought back vivid memories of when they first met. Cheap, bought-it-at-the-chain-pharmacy sort of smell that took him back to when neither of them had any money to spare, of nights of tossing aside their law books to engage in sweaty, rushed, raw sex. The smell took him back to before he knew Victoria’s body well enough to properly please her, but to such frequent and repeated all out fucking that by sheer blind repetition she would eventually get there. It was the perfume she was wearing the night that Victoria had enough of his blindly stumbling to please her and where she told him exactly what she wanted him to do with his tongue and hands. Even now, he could practically taste her on his tongue as the scent intoxicated him with its heavy floral scent and rich musk and light vanilla notes. When had she put this perfume on? She certainly was not wearing it when they drove to the office that morning. Matt would not have been able to stop himself from ravishing her right then and there in the car if she had. Where did the bottle even come from? She would have gotten rid of any she had left in the years between being broke law students fucking each others minds out and becoming two of the most successful lawyers in the city.

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In that moment, he decided that he was going to make her his again. It had not even been a full weekend since Matt last fucked Victoria, but the ravenous hunger inside of him was like that of a man who had gone years longing after his partner with no release. At the first whiff of her perfume, he was fully erect, his cock pushing almost painfully against the restraining zipper of his dress pants. He ached from his very core for Victoria. Matt rose from where he was sitting on the desk and lifted Victoria up by the waist as he walked forward, pinning her against the wall. Victoria let out a surprised gasp as he lifted her. Matt believed that Victoria knew that this perfume would do something to him, but he did not think that she had any idea just how strong of an effect it would have on him. Victoria reacted by wrapping her legs around him, and he was able to support her with just his hips and the wall, freeing up his hands. He pulled roughly on the collar of her shirt to get at her neck, that pale smooth skin. He kissed and bit at her neck, not even considering the marks that would be visible. His fingers dug into her thighs and asscheeks, narrowly skirting the line between painful and pleasurable. His nostrils filled with the mixed scent of her perfume and the hardly noticeable earthy scent of her skin. He felt like a man gone mad. After covering both sides of her neck in bites, marking her as his, he brought his lips to her ear and said in a deep whisper, “No more ‘just watching’ this time. No teasing, no tormenting, no stringing along. Right now, I am going to make you mine. The marks on your neck will mark you as mine, the handprints and bruises on your ass will mark you as mine, the cum that will be dripping out of you for the rest of the day will mark you as mine. Are you ready for me to make you mine, right here, right now Tori?”

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Victoria did know how much the scent would drive him wild. The memories from their early days came flooding back to her when she found it a few days ago. She had kept it for that reason. She had even worn her knee length pencil skirt made from the stretchy legging material to allow her to easily wrap her legs around Matt without any resistance from her skirt. As he pinned her against the wall in her office, she tilted her head to the left as he left his marks. Gripping his hair as she let out a small wince at the level of pain and pleasure mixing into one. Matt smirked devilish at her as her turned her head to the right, before he returned to leaving his mark. His hands and nails digging into her thighs and ass as they explored. She assumed that he thought she was just wearing another one of her thongs as he didn’t mention how bare her backside was. As he pulled away, that devilish smirk that melted Victorias core returned. His lips brushed her ear as he whispered about claiming her, referencing her bold move from the night before when she made him watch her pleasure herself. Her skin raised in goosebumps as he whispered. Her own lips close to his ear. She replied in a seductive tone “I don’t have any panties on Matty…” she nipped at his ear as she responded to him. Before she could add anything to her sentence. Matt had put her down, started to undo his dress trousers which were quickly down at his ankles. Victoria bit her lower lip as she watched him release his erect cock from its boxer brief cage, as he done so, Victoria pulled down her own skirt. Turning around, placing her hands on the wall as she wiggled her ass at him. She knew what she was doing. She was lucky is that counted as a full shake before Matt took a step forward, grabbing her waist. The spank he gave her ass echoed the office. Accompanied by the gasped moan that came from Victoria.

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Victoria’s office was mainly windows. The surrounding office buildings were in for a show if they were lucky enough to catch a glimpse. Victorias thoughts were interrupted as Matt used his foot to push her legs apart, pushing his length into her. She moaned, Tilting her head back to him. “Fuck me Matty” that nickname that had been retired for years making a double reappearance as he called her tori, nicknames that they used to swear by in law school. The cheesy couple who were obsessed with each other, that was them. Victoria remembered the way he used to be so obsessed with her breasts. The random moments where he would come up to her feel, squeeze or suck them and then just walk away. Edging Victoria on whenever he had the chance. Was that a game they had always played without realising…the teasing game. It was over in that moment as Matt took full control of her. @Several people

Matt practically lost control of himself when she called him Matty. He had such a firm grip on her hips that Victoria’s body was in his full control. He roughly fucked her, her arms giving out after the first few thrusts. Instead, Victoria put her shoulder against the window and slid one of her hands between her legs to touch herself and Matt felt utterly lost inside of her, her body practically gripping his cock. Matt let out a low growl of a moan before calling out her name, “Oh, Tori, fuck. Do you like it when I handle you rough like this?” Before she could answer, Matt slapped her roughly across the backside, a forceful blow that nearly buckled her knees. Matt grabbed her waist all the more tightly, holding her weight in his handsome using her pussy like his own personal fuck toy. He wanted to fill her up with his cum, but he made up his mind not to finish until he felt Tori in the throes of her own orgasm. He may feel as ravenous as a younger man, but he had the willpower and longevity of a man of his age, and he wanted nothing more than to drag out every moment, high on his favorite drug, Victoria, the smell of her perfume mingling with the smell of their sweat, the feeling of being inside of her, and the sound of her every little noise of pleasure, as well as her stunning figure left Matt with a heady feeling.

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Victoria moaned loudly as the sound of her spank echoed the room. There was no hiding what they were doing in her office. Thankfully a lot of their coworkers where on the floor below and both of their secretaries knew what they used to be like. “Fuck I want to cum daddy…” she moaned out to him as she fingered herself. The window in-front of her steaming from their passion. “Please Matty” she moaned out. @Several people

“Fuck... Good girl Tori. Cum for me. Cum while I fill you up. Beg for my cum.” Matt followed up his words with a rough slap to Tori’s unbelievable ass. He couldn’t help but think of all of the times he’d left it covered with load after load of his cum. A part of Matt’s half intoxicated mind was aware of the excessive amounts of noise that they were making, and regardless of how thick the walls of the law office were, he was sure at the very least, one of the administrative staff could overhear them, but he also knew that down deep, Victoria got off on that a little. He knew it was the same reason that she had braced herself against the window and not the wall beside it. Matt knew how much Victoria liked the risk of being seen, so he decided in the midst of his sexual aggression to reach up and pull apart Victoria’s top. Button struck the window with aplink plink * noise. With the front of her shirt not open, he slid his hand up the back and undid her bra, freeing her breasts. Grabbed her breast from behind with both hands, toying with her nipples almost roughly, thrusting his cock into Victoria. Anyone who was watching would see everything. The pitch of her moans rose.*

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With the way he asked her to beg for him followed by the way he burst the buttons on her blouse. She moaned out to him “please Matty, Fuck. I want you to cum in me.” Feeling him pinch and tug her nipples. She leaned her head against the window, moaning deeply. “Fuck I’m going cum…” she continued to pleasure herself at the same time as Matt pounded against her. “I’m cumming” she moaned deeply, as her legs gave way as she climaxed harder than she had anticipated. Feeling Matt hold her close to him as he thrusted once more, coming deep inside her. She stood up straight, feeling Matt’s hand travel from her waist up to her chest, as the other remained firm against her waist. The way he nuzzled his nose into her neck, sniffing in the scent of her before brining his lips to her neck, marking her once more. She couldn’t help but giggle. “Matty, ow..” she smiled pushing him away playfully. Walking over to find her bag she pulled out the pair of panties that she didn’t put on this morning. Sliding them on she looked over at him. “I..” she shook her head rolling her eyes. “I don’t have anything to say.” She smiled at him, still attempting to slow her breathing back to normal. She picked her skirt up, putting it back on before fetching her bra while Matt also went around getting ready again. Victoria, put her skinny fit black blazer on buttoning up the three buttons, in replacement of her top. “Your lucky I’m not in court today…or you would be going home to get me a top since we brought your car.” She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, gazing up into his eyes. “Mhm, hopefully we have an early finish today.” She kissed him softly before parting ways, going out of her office. A few legal interns and some para legals where looking at the office door. “What are you all looking at? Get back to work!” She snapped going to the toilet. @Several people

Matt settled into Tori’s chair as he watched her walk out the door. He let himself watch her hips sway as she strode away and heard her snap at the other people in the office as the door softly closed. He shifted a little in Victoria’s office chair and had to chuckle to himself when he realized that it was much nicer than his. Was that a built-in massage feature? Damn Tori, you didn’t even tell me. He ran his hands through his hair and let his mind wander for a bit. The past few days had been great. All of the sex, this new feeling of connection, the letting go of the bitterness, all of the sex. Matt felt afraid that somehow, something else could happen to make things go back to the way they were. He desperately hoped that this wasn’t just a quick breath of fresh air before they were pulled under once again. Matt got up and started to make his way back to his own office. He left a note on Victoria’s desk letting her know he had to get back to some work for a client and finished it off with a dirty comment that he hoped would keep her hungry for more, and he left. Most of the men and women in the office pretended to look busy as he walked through, but a few people hired more recently looked at Matt in a way that could be interpreted as both impressed and possibly embarrassed. Seems like some of them had really been listening in. Matt thought to himself that if these antics were to continue, they might do well to move Victoria back to her old office, near his, on the other side of the office cluster. The offices there were further from other employees and had originally been built with very efficient and very expensive sound deadening materials. It was convenient for cases where clients had very confidential information that wanted to be certain no one but the lawyers themselves heard any of the details. That way the staff wouldn’t need to hear their sexcapades and they could be as loud as they pleased.

00:43

Matt had always been a good lawyer, very capable with his words. But he found that he was rarely so good a husband. He found it easy to become intimately connected with his cases, minutiae of the law, and his research, but he felt like somewhere in all of the mess since the miscarriage, he had forgotten how to emotionally connect with Victoria. Things were going great right now. It felt like they had made a breakthrough, but what about when the monotony of life sets back in? What about when they cannot sneak off for a little midday fucking due to workloads or traveling for work. Matt was worried he would lose Victoria again. He was worried he would lose himself again. Matt made it to his office, asking Margaret to find out what chair Victoria had and to order him whatever the next nicer model was as he walked past. He sat in his chair, which 2 hours ago had seemed like the most comfortable office chair in the world, but it didn’t seem quite so good anymore. He logged back into his computer and with his mind still uneasy, he settled in to his work.

00:44

@Mrs Writes 💓

Victoria left the bathroom shortly after. Heading back to her office. Sitting in her chair, she paused. Wiggled and then saw the note on her desk. She couldn’t help but shake her head and roll her eyes at his comment. She lifted her phone texting him ”You sat in my chair!” She put her phone down, leaning back in the chair as she allowed her own mind to wander. She thought about everything. How maybe Paul was the distraction they needed. It was until a notification popped up on her phone. Thinking it may of been Matt, she grabbed her phone. Greeted by a notification from the app she had been using to track her periods since loosing the baby. “I’m ovulating. Shit..” she slammed her phone down onto the table. Standing up, she made her way over to Margaret’s desk. Located outside of Matt’s office she saw that he was already with a client. “Margaret, can you let my husband know that I’ve popped out. I should be back before he’s finished. If I am, could you notify me once his client leaves. Thank you.” With a tap of the counter, Victoria had turned her heels and headed back to her office to grab her coat and bag. Leaving the office for the local pharmacy, she picked up a plan B. She could feel herself choke up at it. Returning to the office she was met by her assistant, handing her an envelope and telling her that Matt was waiting for her. She opened the envelope as she walked across to Matt’s office. She chapped once before going in. “Hey..” Victoria smiled at him before glancing Down at the picture she had pulled out of the envelope. “Can we go home?” She looked up at Matt. @Several people

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