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Take Me Away (EveraJayde & TheWanderer)

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EveraJayde

Super-Earth
Joined
Dec 13, 2012
Aubree checked her phone one last time before slipping it into her handbag and walking out the door. Her husband was out of town for the next two days, which meant her time would be spent at the bar, drinking away her sorrows as she tried to hold onto her old self. When she had first met Chris, he was perfect. He was older, successful, handsome. What else could a college aged girl have wanted? She appreciated his maturity, and even abandoned her wild, party girl side so she could appeal more to him. She seemed to grow up almost instantly, no longer going out and drinking with her friends. The time that wasn't spent with him was focused on her studies, and now that she had graduated, the two married and she was given the option of working from home to help run his business.

At first, she loved it. She didn't have to leave the comfort of their marvelous home to go to work. However, as the months passed after their marriage, she soon started to wonder if perhaps she had moved to quickly. Chris was out of town half the time. When he wasn't, he worked late. He no longer devoted time to her as he had done when they first started dating. She soon began to grow bored of sitting at home all day, but had no where else to go. She had no friends in town, and she had practically abandoned all of her college friendships after meeting Chris.
She simply grew up too fast to be with him, and now at 23 years old, she was starting to regret it.

He hadn't yet found out about her nights on the town. She knew if he did, he would be less than pleased. It had been going on for a good two weeks or so. While he was out on business or working late, she would slip to the bar to enjoy a few drinks, a couple of dirty dances. It didn't completely satisfy her craving of being the same wild child she had once been, but it helped temporarily.

The cab ride there was only about ten minutes. Tipping the driver, she grabbed her bag and walked into the building, a few heads turning her way as she made her way to the bar. Her blonde hair was curled and hanging loosely at the middle of her back, her tight black dress accenting her curves in all the right places. Ignoring the stares, she went on to take care of her first task, getting a drink. Spotting an empty stool, she took her place, carefully considering what she wanted to start out with as she waited for the bartender to come to her.
 
Drew and Aubree had dated in college, before she met Chris. They had been wild together and had a LOT of fun together. Even after they had broken up, they had stayed friends and hooked up a few times and continued their wilds ways. That had all changed once she had met Chris and she basically disappeared from his life. Which is why it was a shock when he saw her walk into the bar and take a seat, all by herself.

Drew was there with a few buddies pregaming before they'd go to a club. It was their weekend tradition now - they were all working, yes, so tried to keep the late nighters for the weekend - where they went to a bar, had a few drinks to warm up before hitting the clubs, picking up chicks along the way. When Drew saw Aubree, though, he excused himself from his friends and walked over to her. He noticed the ring on her hand but she was certainly dressed to impress.

"Saving this seat for anyone?" He asks her, sliding onto the barstool beside her, placing a hand on the small of her back so as not to startle her.
 
Aubree was just about to order herself a drink when she heard someone behind her. She sighed, wishing that she could at least enjoy a few drinks before all the drunkards began to make their moves on her. Of course, she was dressed to attract attention, but she needed to let herself at least get a buzz before any of the men in the bar actually became appealing to her. She was just about to tell the man to buzz off, but when she turned to face him, she was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Oh my god.." she muttered, a wide grin spreading across her face as she leaned into Drew, her arms wrapping around him as she hugged him tightly. He was the one person she honestly thought she would never see again, but now that he was here, she couldn't be happier. "How are you?" she asked as she pulled away, unsure of what else to say. It had been so long since the last time she had seen him, and things hadn't exactly ended on a good note. Once Chris became a part of her life, she pretty much abandoned Drew, along with everything and everyone else she had known. She was honestly surprised that he had come over to her, especially after she had basically dropped him like he had been nothing.

Seeing him made her feel like she had gone a few years back in time. There they were, both in the bar, and dressed to party. It was like nothing had changed. It made her heart ache for those times even more than it usually did. It would be easy for him to see just by looking at her that she missed this, that she wasn't happy with the way things were currently going for her.
 
He hugged her tightly, letting his hands slide up and down her back for a moment. Her body was still firm and toned underneath her clothing and he knew right then that he'd love to feel her body pressing under his once more. But the glint of metal on her finger would certainly be a barrier. But damn, did she still look good! He had certainly kept up his appearances despite his rough lifestyle. He rarely left a bar alone unless he wanted to be alone.

"I'm great, Aubree. You've certainly made my night that more enjoyable." He looked around. "Hopefully I'm not intruding on you and your husband? Chase or something right?" He says, purposely forgetting the mans name. He had a lot to hate about the guy - stealing Aubree was one of many such reasons. "I was just doing a little pregaming like usual before hitting up Element 47 - remember that crazy place?"
 
"Chris." she said, correcting him on the name. "God no.. he would kill me if he found out I was here." she said truthfully. Often times she'd wondered what Chris would do if he had found out about her recent trips to the local bars and clubs. He'd never really seen her wild side since she'd toned down the second she got with him, but she knew he didn't approve of these kinds of life styles. In the three and a half years they had been together, she was certain she'd only seen him drink a handful of times. He didn't even keep alcohol in the house.

"I used to love that place." she said with a smile as she recalled all of the memories that had been made there with Drew. She suddenly found herself missing those times more than usual. "I don't want to intrude if you have plans..but do you think I could tag along?" she asked hopefully, biting her lip slightly as she waited for an answer. There was a voice telling her not to go, knowing that if she did, she would end up doing something she shouldn't. Hell, it honestly didn't matter where they were, but as long as Drew was around, she knew she would do something that could get her into trouble. The worst part was, she didn't care.
 
"Chris." He echoes when she corrects him. "Its still very much like it used to be, of course its keeping with the times and all." He smiles, glad that she wanted to tag along. The wild child in her was clearly still around and alive - the fact that she was here in the bar bespoke of her desires for that lifestyle once again. And she was clearly willing to go behind her husbands back to do such a thing. He had no idea the thoughts going on in her head but he would have gladly helped her do something to get her in trouble.

"Well, why don't we head there now? Just a block or two away." He suggest. "My buddies will eventually show up there, so why not get the party started?"
 
"Definitely." she said, her smile widening as she stood up, sliding her hand into his as they walked towards the door. "I'm so glad I saw you here, I've been so lonely." she admitted. She didn't have anyone to go out with or drink with. Like she had done with Drew, she pretty much blew off and abandoned all of her old friends when she met Chris. At the time, it hadn't been a major concern, but now she regretted it. The people that her and Chris associated with were all of the same background as him. They had good jobs, good families, they were boring as hell, and the closest thing they did to partying was partake in neighborhood cookouts. Aubree wanted someone to show her a good time, someone to have fun with, and she knew that Drew was the perfect person for the job.
 
Andrew liked how easily she slid her hand into his before he led her out of the bar. The night was dark, the streetlights were on, as they walked the two blocks to the club. When she admitted her loneliness, Andrew felt his heart pang for her. No one should be lonely especially when married as she was. Why she had given up her life so young was still a mystery to him. "You know I'll always be there for you." He murmurs as they step into the club.

Stepping inside the club, their eyes would take a moment to adjust to the dark lights and flashing bulbs of the dance area. Music blared, the bass beating through their bodies. He had to lean close to her, breath touching her ear, to be heard over the music. "I never thought I'd see you here again!"
 
"Thank you." she told him gratefully as they stepped into the bar, giving his hand a squeeze. Her eyes seemed to light up the second they got inside. This was the first time she had been back there in years. Everything appealed to her, the alcohol, the music, the dancing. For a moment, it felt like nothing had changed. She didn't feel like a married woman, she felt like the young party girl she had left behind. More than anything, it felt right.

Aubree turned around to face Drew, smiling deviously as she looked up at him. Her body had already started to move slightly to the beat of the music, her skin brushing against him as she moved. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down closer to her so he could hear her as she spoke. "I need a drink." she told him, eager to feel the alcohol pulsing through her so they could really have some fun.
 
He grinned. That was the girl he knew, as her body started to respond to the music. He led her over to the bar and ordered a drink for each of them - hard liquor, not beer, the kind that gave you a buzz as soon as you downed it. "You know, its been so long since we've been here. I hope you don't mind giving me the first dance before all the other wolves in here pounce on you." He says with a grin. He really couldn't wait to fill her body bouncing and bumping and grinding against his body.

Once she was ready, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out onto the dance floor. The beats were blaring and the crowd packed tight around them. He took up his position behind her. She had always had a great ass and started to dance with her, feeling his arousal starting to stir.
 
Aubree downed the drink with ease, sighing contently as she felt the alcohol slide down her throat. Already, she could feel it flowing through her, all of her problems and worries slipping from her mind as letting go and having a good time became her only concern. She smiled, setting her empty glass down on the bar as she stood up. "It all yours." she told him, following him eagerly to the dance floor.

It wasn't long before she found a good rhythm, her body moving with the beat of the music that filled the air. Leaning back against him, her body moved against his own, her ass grinding against him as she danced. It felt perfect. The way they moved together, the way their bodies fit perfectly pressed against one another. Of course, she'd danced the same way with other people, but it never felt quite the same as it did with Drew. Maybe it was the fact that she hadn't seen him in so long, or maybe it was the alcohol, but she felt herself craving more of his touch.
 
She had always felt perfect against him and as they danced from one song into the next, their bodies pressed closer and closer together. He let his arm encircle her waist, letting her breasts brush up against his forearm every time she dipped down a little lower. And he felt himself growing harder and harder against her. He reached a hand into his pocket and pulled out two pills. "You want to take some ecstasy and take this to the next level?" He murmurs into her ear, letting his lips brush her earlobe as he talks.
 
She gave him the first dance just as he had requested, and the second, and the third, and so on. It felt too right to want to stop. The way his hardened member pressed against her ass as she moved against him seemed to encourage her, turning her on as well. It made her recall the way he felt between her legs, inside of her. Just the thought made her get wet as they danced, her mind plagued with thoughts of him.

A soft sigh left her lips as she felt his lips against her ear, his warm breath on her neck as she leaned back against him. She considered his offer for a moment, knowing that she shouldn't accept. Though she knew it was wrong, she wanted it. She wanted to relive their past, to do all they things they used to do with each other. On top of that though, she wanted him. The voice in her head was telling her not to, but between the alcohol and her desires, she couldn't turn him down. "Yes please." she said softly, tilting her head back to look up at him.
 
He put one pill in his mouth and swallowed before putting the other between his teeth, just like they had always used to do. Then he leaned forward, pressing his mouth against hers, pushing the pill into her mouth with his tongue. Then he let his tongue follow it, twirling with hers if she wanted it.

He pulled her hip more firmly against his hardness with one hand while the other slid up to briefly squeeze her breasts before dropping back down to rest on her other hip.
 
Aubree swallowed the pill when he pushed it into her mouth, wishing she could fast forward time a bit so she could go ahead and feel the effects. She eagerly accepted his tongue into her mouth, moving hers against it as she kissed him for the first time in years. For the first time in a long time, she felt something. When she kissed Chris, she didn't feel anything special, but with Drew, the feeling that came with the kiss left her wanting more. She sighed softly against his lips as she felt him press against her, her arousal becoming apparent. Her dress began to ride up as she continued to grind against him, her ass cheeks barely visible as his bulge pressed into her.
 
He broke off the kiss a few moments later as they continued to dance. She hadn't tried to stop him and seemed to encourage it. As the ecstasy started to take over, he let his hand slide up and grope her breasts more frequently and he felt her ass pushing tightly against his hardness. It was clear where this was headed now and only one question remained - the stall, the alleyway, or his place? His lips soon found her neck and he started to kiss and suck her there, feeling aroused, wanting her to feel the same.
 
The familiar warm sensation began to spread through her body as they danced, her skin becoming more sensitive to Drew's touch as the pill began to kick in. She moan softly as she felt his lips at her neck, tilting her head slightly to give him better access. By then, she could feel the wetness that had formed between her legs coating her panties, her want for him growing with each minute that passed. "I need you." she told him, looking up at him once more to press her lips to his. Her mind was no longer processing the fact that what she was doing was wrong. The fact that she was essentially cheating on her husband wasn't even crossing her mind. At that moment, all that mattered was Drew.

"Can we go somewhere?" she asked as she broke their kiss, a needing look in her eyes as she stared up at him. She didn't care where they went honestly, just as long as she could feel him inside of her again.
 
He nods his head as she breaks the kiss. His cock had made a tent in the front of his jeans. He took her hand and lead her through the throngs. The easiest path led them to the backalley door that they had used so frequently before. He pushed it open and pulled her out into the night air and into the dark alley behind the club. He pressed her back up against the wall and his mouth against hers. His hands pressed firmly against her breasts as his tongue danced deep into her mouth. His hardness pressed against her stomach.
 
Her heart seemed to beat much faster than before, most likely from the combination of the ecstasy and the anticipation she felt as he began to lead her through the crowd of people and out the door. It felt as though nothing had changed. They were doing the same exact things they had done a few years before, drinking, dancing, ecstasy, and now they were going to hookup outside of the club just as they had done a countless number of times before.

She moved her arms around his neck as he leaned down to kiss her, pulling his body closer to her as he pushed her firmly against the wall. Her tongue moved against his, kissing him hungrily. Her hands slowly moved down his chest as the two of them kissed, feeling his toned body as she had done so many times before. As her hands reached his stomach, she moved them lower, fumbling with the button on his pants so she could release his hardened cock from the barrier of his pants.
 
Their kiss deepened as the fumbled with each other, both familiar and new at the same time. His cock twitched when he felt her starting to work on the front of his his pants. One of his hands moved down to slide up her skirt, then dipped down inside of her now wet panties as he started to finger the pussy he had craved more then any other during his entire life. Soon, he knew, he'd turn her to face the wall before hitching her skirt up. He'd either pull her panties to the side or down to her knees before sliding into her from behind. It would be the more basic, lustful fucking...not lovemaking...but just fucking, needing to be filled.

"God, I've missed this so much..." He murmurs as he shifts his mouth back to her neck.
 
Aubree moaned against his lips as his hand slid into her panties, her pussy seeming to get even wetter from his touch. Her hands finally got his pants unbuttoned and unzipped, quickly pushing the fabric away as she slid her hand into his boxers. Her fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking him slowly as his finger moved inside of her. He felt perfect in her hand, just as she knew he would inside of her. Having him inside of her felt so much better than having Chris, and she knew that after this, she wouldn't be able to just walk away from him. Despite the life she had built with another man, she would keep coming back to Drew for more. "Please fuck me.." she begged, finding it hard to wait any longer.
 
He loved the feel of her hand around his thick, hard cock and knew that at some point he'd need to be alone with her, in a room together, where they could properly touch and explore each other. Her words were music to his ears and he stepped back half a step so that he could turn her around roughly, pressing her chest up against the wall. He pulled her hips out towards him, making her back bend towards the wall like they had done so many times before. He lifted her skirt up to hips were it rested before pulling her panties to the side. He wasted no time in slipping the head of his cock against her slit, grabbing onto her hips before thrusting home.

IT had been years since he had buried himself in her and this felt like their very first time. He leaned forward and nipped her ear with his teeth before starting to thrust into her. His thrusts bespoke of his need and desire, rough as he rammed his entire length into her. He knew right away he was far bigger then her husband, or that her husband rarely fucked her, as she was still as tight as he remembered. "Oh fuck yes...you like my cock in you, Aubree? I know I do."
 
Her heart was racing with anticipation as he turned her around, eagerly moving into the position he wanted her in. She sighed softly as she felt the head of his cock pressed against her wet slit, her juices covering him as he slid inside. A loud moan escaped her lips as he suddenly thrusted into her, his cock buried deep inside of her pussy. "Oh god.." she moaned, pleasure already flowing through her body with just the first thrust. She leaned against the wall, her sounds of pleasure increasing in volume as he began to fuck her. "I love it." she moaned, her pussy practically welcoming his cock each time he reentered her.

She had forgotten how wonderful he felt inside of her, but now, she was happily reminded. He felt so much better than Chris. Hell, he felt better than anyone she'd ever been with. His cock fit perfectly inside of her, almost as if the two of them had been specifically made for each other. He knew all the things she loved, everything that turned her on. After a few minutes, she began to push her hips back against his own, meeting his thrusts as she helped him enter her even deeper than before.
 
Their bodies slapped together, skin on skin, in the back alley as the ex-boyfriend pounded into the married-womans wet pussy. He grunted with effort and pleasure and fucked her hard. He knew he wouldn't last long but this was their first reunion. He didn't doubt for a second that there would be more times then this. He kissed her cheek and slid a hand up to roughly fondle her breast. Clothes were so annoying. "Where do you....want me...to cum?" He pants between thrusts, knowing that each thrust brought him closer and closer.
 
Aubree's moans echoed through the alley, the sounds getting louder as the pleasure she was experiencing increased. She pushed her hips back against his as hard and as fast as she could, gladly accepting each thrust. "Inside.." she told him, her tone almost begging. She was on birth control, so it wouldn't matter, and she missed the way he used to fill her pussy with his cum. Chris never would, even despite the fact that she was on the pill. And, she wanted to cum with him. She could feel her own orgasm starting to build, knowing that feeling his cum fill her would push her over the edge.
 
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