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Prom Night Wife - Part 5

Paul seemed to undergo a metamorphosis after Bill and Cindy conveyed their decision to have Cindy accompany Paul to the prom. They noticed that he was much happier, which pleased both Bill and Cindy. But, he also began to act much more familiar. For the first time, he took advantage of their offer to use their first names.

In fact, as he greeted them on their front lawn a few days later, it was he who asked, “You’ve always said, I mean, like in the past. You’ve asked me to call you Bill and Cindy. Would that still be ok? I mean, it’d be kinda weird if I was calling you Ms. Barrows at the prom.”

Cindy blushed, still not completely comfortable with the entire idea of going to the prom with a nineteen year old boy. But Bill chuckled and answered, “Yes, that certainly would be inappropriate. Besides which, we’ve been trying to get you to call us by our first names for several years now. After all, you’re an adult, and not much younger than us. I’m all for it.”

Then Bill reached out to shake Paul’s hand, while turning to Cindy, “What do you think, honey?”

Cindy had been all for the idea previously. The reason for Paul’s change of mind embarrassed her – Geeze, I still can’t believe I let Bill talk me into going to the prom with him, she thought – but that didn’t change her overall agreement and she confirmed, “Yes, it’s long since past due.”

Cindy then reached out to shake Paul’s hand as Bill had, but found herself being drawn into a hug, and felt Paul give her a gentle kiss on the cheek. She felt herself blush, but before she could correct him, Paul released her.

“I have so much to tell you. I’ve already started to make so many plans. This is going to be so great,” Paul began.

Cindy listened attentively, but Bill’s thoughts drifted off, Wow, this kid is nerdy. I mean, my buddies and I left all the planning up to the girls. But I guess he can’t really do that. I mean, Cindy certainly can’t do the planning, and he doesn’t seem to have many friends. Poor bastard, this will be the best night of his life.

While Bill became lost in remembering his own prom, Paul explained, “I’ve already ordered a white stretch limo. It’ll just be the two of us, so we’ll have plenty of privacy.”

Cindy’s eyes went wide and her eyebrows went up, as she asked in concern, “Don’t several couples usually go together in a limo? Why would we need privacy?”

Paul blushed and stammered, as he thought of reasons for privacy that he certainly could not share with Bill and Cindy. “Well, I just meant to talk and whatever. I know you feel a little funny about going with me, and I just thought you might want to be able to talk about the night privately.” Concerned he hadn’t fully convinced her, he added, “And besides, my friends have already made plans. They never expected me to get a date, so they didn’t save any room in the limo they rented.”

Feeling badly, as Paul admitted to his friends’ lack of confidence in him, but still uneasy, Cindy offered, “Well, you know, I could drive.”

Paul looked horrified at the suggestion and complained, “To the prom? You want to just drive to the prom?” He then reversed himself, in a voice filled with disappointment and resignation, “Fine, if you don’t want to go in the limo with me, you can drive.”

But Cindy was filled with pity, and self-recrimination at causing Paul such obvious pain, and she vowed not to criticize his plans again - unless they were seriously misguided - as she apologized, “I’m sorry, Paul. You’re right. A limo is what’s called for on this occasion. It’ll be fun.” She was surprised to find she was actually looking forward to it.

Paul’s formerly crestfallen face lit with joy. “Oh, thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Then, unthinking, he reached out and hugged Cindy much tighter than he had earlier and again kissed her cheek. Cindy blushed, as an unwanted hint of excitement washed over her.

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Prom Night Wife - Part 4

Heartbroken by her refusal several days earlier, Paul did not want to come down to speak with Bill and Cindy when his grandmother called up the stairs to him. But when she insisted, he made his way sullenly to the living room.

There Cindy announced. “Paul, Bill and I have talked it over, and if the offer still stands, I would be proud to accompany you to your prom.”

Paul felt joy beyond his capacity to fully express. He started to whoop, and then thought better of it. He couldn’t stop the fist pump though, and then blushed at having done it. Finally he thanked Bill with a hearty handshake, and the declaration. “Oh, thank you so much for allowing this. I just can’t tell you how happy I am.”

Then he turned to Cindy, tears in his eyes, and reached to hug her. But, thinking better of it, he stopped himself and shook her hand too, whispering, “Thank you.”

His enthusiasm, joy, and awkward shyness touched something in Cindy, and she used the hand he still held in a handshake to pull him into the hug he had wanted to give. “You’re welcome, Paul. Thank you for asking me.”

Then, pushing him away gently, she quipped, “You know, I never got to go to my own prom. I have high expectations of you.”

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Prom Night Wife - Part 3

Cindy laughed, “Right I should have just said yes. I mean it wouldn’t have been at all weird for a married woman of twenty-four to be going to the prom with her nineteen year old neighbor. I should rush right out, get a gown, let him rent a tuxedo and a limousine, and maybe even go out with his friends afterward.”

Her comment was sarcastic, but Cindy found herself growing wistful at the end of her statement. Her parents were beyond strict and apparently they had heard some story about a prom gone wild. In any event, they made it clear before Cindy was even asked that the prom would be off limits for her. It was just one of many regrets that Cindy had regarding her youth.

Regrets or not, she thought going to the prom with Paul was a ridiculous notion. So she was shocked when she shook herself free from her unpleasant memory and saw the look on Bill’s face. “Wait,” she said. “You’re serious, aren’t you? How can you possibly be serious Bill?”

They discussed it repeatedly over the next few days. Bill portrayed it as an act of kindness, of charity. Paul lived with his grandparents, having lost his parents in a car accident when he was ten. He in fact had barely survived the crash himself, missing two full years of school as he recovered from the various reconstructive surgeries he had needed. Large doses of steroids and human growth hormone had also been part of the mix, and he’d grown too fast for his body to fully adapt. He was tall, almost 6’7”, but thin and utterly uncoordinated. He was also smart, smart enough to make up one of the years he’d missed. But the years out of school left him somewhat lacking in the social graces.

In all then, Paul was a good kid, but geeky and needy; not able to fully fit in with his classmates. Both Cindy and Bill felt badly for him. But Cindy felt the request completely inappropriate; no married woman should be attending a prom with a high school boy. Further, Cindy thought her presence would make Paul an object of ridicule. But, Bill thought it would be the best thing that had ever happened to the poor kid. He argued that Paul would be an object of envy, not scorn And .he also pointed out that she had missed her own prom, due to the ridiculous strictness of her parents, so this was a chance to make up for it.

Cindy was somewhat moved by all these arguments but maintained, “A high school prom is for high school students. It’s not for a married woman with a college degree.”

“Cindy, first of all you know you don’t look any older than Paul.” She blushed and he paused to allow her to reply, but when she didn’t he continued, “And besides celebrity appearances at proms for students with exceptional circumstances are all the rage these days. Certainly, all Paul has overcome qualifies him for celebrity treatment.”

Cindy answered, “I can’t disagree about Paul, honey, but I certainly don’t qualify as a celebrity.”

“That’s not true, Cindy. You’re undoubtedly the most desired woman in the county.”

Cindy blushed deeply and Bill thought he had gone too far. But, in fact, those words, ‘the most desired woman in the county’ had stirred something in Cindy, and she quietly reversed her decision, almost whispering, “Ok, I’ll do it.”

Bill smiled in triumph, though he didn’t quite understand why he’d pushed so hard for it in the first place.

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Prom Night Wife - Part 2

Bill looked up from his work, and cursed, “Fuck, Cindy should have been home twenty minutes ago, and I haven’t even started dinner.”

Worried, he started to call her, when he heard the front door open. He rushed to greet her, and was surprised to find her quite agitated. “What’s wrong, honey?” he asked.

"Oh, it’s Paul next door. I know he’s a nerdy kid that doesn’t fit in with his peers. And I know he’s dealt with a lot of tragedy. But it was still completely inappropriate." she answered.

Bill couldn’t believe the shy, nerdy nineteen year old would say or do anything too scandalous, so he chuckled as he asked, “He’s got a crush on you, Cindy. So does every male in this town between the age of 9 and 99. What did he do now?”

"Oh, Bill, I hated breaking his heart, but he asked me to his prom. Can you believe it?"

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To fill the void in his sex life, Bill surfed the internet for porn on a regular basis. Very recently Bill had discovered wife-watching porn. His attraction to it was shameful, but his arousal very real nonetheless. He’d tried repeatedly to break the habit, but found himself drawn back to it time and again. So, as Cindy told Bill about Paul’s request, he felt an unwanted but irresistible thrill and responded, “Well, you didn’t have to break his heart.”

Confused, Cindy replied, “What do you mean? I said no as gently as I could.”

Bill suddenly found his heart pounding in his chest, his insides aquiver, and his cock growing erect. Overcome by unfamiliar emotions he responded, “Well, you didn’t have to say no.”

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Prom Night Wife - Part 1

As she returned home from work that fateful April evening, Cindy Barrows reflected on what she considered her wonderful, yet quite ordinary life. She and her husband Bill were a typical couple. Bill worked in IT from home, while Cindy worked in marketing about a half hour away from their modest suburban dwelling. Married just two years - immediately after Cindy, now twenty-four, graduated from college – they were a little ahead of the curve age wise, but otherwise ordinary. It was a beautiful evening, and Cindy wanted to get a quick breath of air and inspect the landscaping. So she parked her Honda Accord in the driveway of their rather ordinary three bedroom shingle-style Cape Cod home. Her husband Bill’s matching Accord would be in one of the bays of their attached garage, she knew.

Getting out of the car, she strolled their modest property. They’d done some new plantings this spring, and she was pleased with the way they were coming along. She stood back to admire her home. Cindy was young to already be a homeowner, but she was a hard worker, as was her husband, and they’d saved diligently for the down payment. It was more house than they needed currently, she knew. But the spare bedrooms were currently setup for guests; they hoped to fill them with children in the not too distant future.

Just then, from the yard next door, Cindy heard their young neighbor Paul, “Ms. Barrows, can I talk to you for a minute.”

Paul was a nineteen year old senior at the local high school. While Cindy viewed herself as ordinary, Paul saw her as rather extraordinary. To him, her petite stature and naivety made her seem much younger than her twenty-four years. Paul was not alone in that opinion. Indeed, many a husband in the small community, having been upbraided for their lustful stares, had had to remind their wives, that while perhaps inappropriate; their thoughts were not in the least bit felonious. For, while she looked like she could be a high school student; lustful thoughts simply couldn’t be avoided when gazing upon her. A blonde beauty, with big blue eyes, her body demanded stares. Though just 5’ 1” and 110 lbs., she somehow managed to have long trim legs. Atop those legs sat a tight firm ass. But those features were often missed, given the 32F bra size her magnificent breasts required. With a face which caused men to want to protect her, and a body they wished to ravish, Cindy was not in the least bit physically ordinary.

And Paul was not immune. In fact, Paul had had a crush on her since she and Bill had moved in some twenty months before. It was more than a crush, really. He was a bit obsessed with her. And he’d finally decided to do something about it. He knew he could never have her in any kind of a permanent manner. She was married and her husband, while always friendly towards Paul, also scared the bejeezus out of him. For just as Cindy was in no way physically ordinary, physicality separated Bill from the ordinary as well. If all women desire to be protected to some degree, Cindy could hardly have chosen better. Working for a shipping company the summer before starting college Bill had an accident on the loading dock which irreparably tore up his knee, thus ending his football career before it ever got started. But, while only 5’10”, he still had the upper body of a linebacker, and he carried 235 lbs. of muscle easily on his frame.

Besides, Paul thought, they’re the perfect couple. Outside the work day, they are all but inseparable. They share the same interests in music, and cinema, and literature. In company, they are more often than not holding hands. And they finish each other’s sentences as if they’ve been married fifty years rather than two years. For all his desire for Cindy, Paul was wise for his age, or any age for that matter. He knew that Cindy and Bill were meant to be together. But Paul had lived a life of hardship, and he believed he deserved happiness, too. So he approached Cindy that evening.

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