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comparison; the youthful softness replaced with chiseled cheekbones and a strand or two of gray in his hair.  
    "Yeah well, it wasn't intentional,” he said. “That was only me procrastinating this morning in the shaving department. Do you like it?”
    “I think so,” she said.
    He half smiled. “Well, happy birthday.”
    Matt leaned over and kissed her again while his left hand wandered around her upper body with a gentle touch. He kneaded her left breast; his thumb lazily grazed the top of her swelling nipple. Matt’s index finger joined his thumb, and they rubbed either side of the hardened flesh in tandem. Rose moaned softly into his mouth, and his relaxed grip on her nipple tightened in response, along with the moistness between her thighs.
    She wanted to throw her bound hands around him and have him enter her right then, but a pang of guilt crossed her mind. “Jason..?” she asked when Matt lifted his head for some air.
    “He’ll be along shortly for round two,” Matt said. His almost perfectly white teeth glowed slightly in the dim light. “I’m just warming you up for it.” He slid his body towards the foot of the bed to align his mouth with her left breast, and extended his long, darted tongue towards the protruding nipple while he massaged the soft skin around it. His facial stubble added to the sensation, as it dragged like mini needles wherever his mouth led. Half of his towel fell away from him, and Rose saw his cock hardened again with a slight glisten of clear fluid collected at its tip.
    Rose lifted her head slightly to watch him suckle her, and as their eyes locked with one another, Matt turned the gentle suck into a bite and pulled her nipple upwards with his teeth. She had to arch her back because she thought he was going to pull it off, as the pain was that excruciating.
    “Matt,” she gasped. “You… you remembered.”
    His mouth released her nipple after what seemed like an eternity, and she relaxed her back onto the bed. Matt stared at her again as his hand moved from her breast, over her belly, and rested on her upper thigh. “Yes, I don’t forget these things. All of our conversations are permanent fixtures in my mind.”
    She swallowed nervously. “All of them?” Rose scanned her mental filing cabinet, and searched through memories of the multitude of phone sex, texts, and instant message conversations to locate the one he might possibly refer to. She came up empty.
    “Yes, all of them,” Matt said after he circled the tortured nipple with his tongue. “And we’re not going to be as gentle with you this time.”
    “You know I always wanted you,” she moaned.
    He kissed the top of her nipple, and stared intensely at her. “This isn’t a fantasy anymore, and that means there aren’t any unicorns,” he said.
    Matt didn’t wait to let those words sink in before he clamped his teeth around her nipple again. Rose yelped in sweet pain and closed her eyes, dimly aware that the shower stopped. Matt continued to suck harder on her breast, and his sharply manicured fingernails dug in to her inner thigh.

    A shuffling noise from the bathroom caused Rose to turn her head to the right. Jason stood naked in the doorway, still damp from his shower.
    Rose watched her husband’s eyes go from her own to Matt nibbling on her breast, and she could barely look away from Jason’s forming erection. She realized that even after ten years of marriage, she never saw him go from soft to fully hard before. It was mesmerizing to see veins become visible, and his hands along his sides clench into fists and then relax in slow motion as if he pumped himself up. His right hand then moved over the front of his hip, and pulled the skin there away from his cock in a quasi-restraining motion. She saw his chest expand and contract in rhythm with his breathing.
    Watching Matt alone with me turns Jason on. And I think that turns me on.
    The relative silence broke when Matt pulled on her nipple with his