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Our honeymoon was over quicker than I would have liked it to be. I could have spent another month there, making love to Sarina and enjoying Italy's coast, when we could take a break from all our lovemaking. When we got back we had a few days to recover from jet lag and time zone changes. We both had gained golden tans from the weather there and watching Sarina get dressed right now was torture.

"I won't be gone long." She chides me, catching my look of longing at her body, but smiles as she comes closer to give me a kiss. "I want to come back and see you still here in bed, waiting for me." She winks, biting her bottom lip as she pulls away.

"I'll be here, baby." I toss the blanket back and tease her while I stroke my hard cock, "I'm already aching for you."

She takes in a deep breath and turns on her heel, "I'll be back shortly!" She rushes out as I chuckle at her running to get to her doctors appointment. She was going to get her implant removed, something I told her that I was okay with her doing. I was still concerned due to the ectopic pregnancy she had prior, but now that we were actually aware of her not being on birth control, we would be more cautious and aware of the signs.

Sarina seems to have become quite adventurous since her desire to become a mom has come to fruition. She had let me tie her up in all kinds of positions and take her. We were creative in Italy, using my ties and the robe ties we had. I was going to have give Lirael an earful though. She had put into Sarina's mind how enjoyable pegging was for her, now Sarina has mentioned her interest.

Even though I'm not against the plugs, knowing Sarina's inexperience has me hesitating to satisfy her curiosity. I rub my face and look at my cock that's still ready to go, but starting to lose it's enthusiasm. I make a sandwich and hop in the shower, trying to pass the time until Sarina gets back.

I'm laying back in bed, reading a book that caught my attention from Sarina's collection when I hear the sound of the front door open and close. I quickly set the book down and act like I've fallen asleep waiting for her. I lay there listening to her make her way down the hall and into the room.

"Brian?" Her voice is soft, curious, questioning.

I don't answer her. I can feel the disturbance in the air around me as she approaches and it takes everything in me not to check where she is and keep up this pretense.

I hear her scoff, mumbling under her breath, "Of course he falls asleep... it didn't take that long..."

I hear her go through her drawer next to the bed, before hearing clothes being removed and tossed into the laundry basket. The bed dips as she climbs in and I stir just enough to make it seem believable. She sighs and I hear the buzz of a toy come on.

What the heck is she doing? I feel her legs shuffle on the bed before the buzzing is slightly muffled. Her breathing quickens and she releases suppressed gasps and whimpers between pants. I crack an eye and catch her playing with a toy, playing with herself, instead of waking me up.

I move so quickly the sounds of the blankets moving doesn't register quick enough for her, as my hand shoots out and takes control of the toy she's using.

She squeaks and jumps, looking at my eyes that are wide open now, paying attention to what I'm doing to her with the toy.

Blushing, she goes to take the toy away from me, "I thought you were asleep, I've been horny all morning."

I pat her hand away from the toy, sliding the vibrator across her clit, making her hum and rock her hips. She bites her bottom lip as she gives me the 'come fuck me eyes' and I can't help the grin that crosses my face as I work the toy back into her pussy. Twisting it as I move it in and out of her, watching her eyes become heavier with lust, feeling myself becoming more aroused that I have to shift my legs.

"Brian, as good as you are at working that..." She pants as I move it out to circle her clit, "ha..ha.." she lets out a little laugh from the sensation, "I need you." She states, getting serious. She looks like she's about to attack me actually.

I don't know if I should be more terrified or excited at the moment.

"Maybe you should show me how badly you need me." It just pops out of my mouth, without a second thought and before I know it, she has me on my back straddling me.

"Hello dear." I chuckle turning the toy off and shoving it out of the way as Sarina positions herself over me. She takes me into her in one movement, causing us both to groan, enjoying the feeling.

I got to watch my wife ride me like exotic dancer, moving her body in rhythmic motion, better than any dream I've ever had. She had me crying out her name as I came, delirious with pleasure. I'm so damn happy this is just unreal to me. By the end of the day, I've got her pinned against the wall, legs wrapped around my waist, having her screaming my name in bliss. It is her favorite position after all. I don't know what I did right in life to deserve this woman, this relationship, this bliss, but I'm so glad I did.

It was hard focusing on work that first week after we were back home. I found myself staring off into space, smiling remembering Sarina's giggle, her laughter as we hiked the Italian coast, the kisses on the beach as we played in the water to cool off, the sounds of her moans in the hotel room. My patients were understanding, a few preferring to discuss my honeymoon over their issues. A month later, I'm still catching myself staring off into space, smiling at how great my married life has been so far.

Tori came in today for her appointment and wanted to see pictures from the honeymoon and seemed happier than she has been. Which had me curious enough to want to ask her about it.

"So Tori," I start, putting my phone away after showing her a picture of one of the beaches, "you seem at ease today. Anything happen while I was gone?"

Tori's face goes blank but it's tense like she's masking her emotions, but she can't hide the reddening of her ears and chest while she avoids my eyes. "I'm just happy for you, I knew you'd be back and was looking forward to hear how it went." She says bringing her eyes back up to me.

My lower jaw opens to call her on her bullshit, but instead I lock it and let out breath through my nose that expresses that instead. "Alright. I'll accept that." I make a note in my paperwork that something is going on that she doesn't want to discuss, marking it with a positive and negative symbols.

Tori looks shocked and crosses her arms in front of her, "You know sometimes, I think the fact we know each other personally is a good thing, but right now it's really fucking annoying that you call me on my bullshit."

I can't help the laughter that escapes me and after a second, Tori starts laughing too. Just then a knock comes on my office door.

"Yes?" I call out in question.

"Doctor Huller, there is a man here..." My secretary starts when a man in a suit just moves past her, making me stand to confront and kick him out of my offices.

"Doctor Brian Huller, I have to deliver this to you." He holds out a thick to bursting manila envelope and I take it.

"You need to leave. You can't come in to my office like this when I have a patient." I toss the envelope onto my desk and it pops open, some of the contents spilling out.

The man just nods, "My job is done, I'll be on my way." He takes off out the door and my secretary apologizes but I tell her not to worry and shut the door.

I turn around and find Tori picking up a few things that fell on the ground from the envelope.

"I'm really sorry about that Tori. I don't know what that was all about but that should not have happened." I say going back to my seat behind my desk.

As I get comfortable and straighten out my thoughts, starting to gather the envelope to put away and look at later, I notice Tori is quiet. She sits wide eyed, tears threatening to spill at any second over her cheeks and covering her wide open mouth that trembles in shock as she looks down at what's in her hands.

"Tori? What's the matter? What's that?" I ask reaching over to see what she has when I notice something familiar spilling from the contents of the envelope.

"That fucking bastard." Tori finally blinks, tears spilling. "I trusted him." She starts to sob into her hands, holding on to the picture.

I pull the photo that caught my attention out of the envelope questioning my sanity at the moment.

I can't process what I'm seeing. It's Sarina... but...

I pull out some more pictures and see more of the same thing, but in different places.

"No..." I utter, trying to deny what I'm seeing. As I keep looking, I feel something inside crack.

"No..." I whisper again and I feel like my reality has just shattered.