Reclaimed Desires – The Danger is the Fantasy

After her children had flown the nest, housewife Ophelia, finds herself neglected by her husband.

With her friend, Sara’s encouragement, she secretly visits the 48 Club, where older women can spend the night with younger men to overcome their frustrations. There, she meets Jay, awakening a side of herself she never knew existed and experiencing a night of passion she hadn’t known possible.

However, when her husband, Matt, receives a mysterious offer to give him what she has, she feels powerless to refuse.

Her life then spirals out of control. Her love for her husband grows and the passion and desire she had awoken turns into jealousy and guilt. She lives in constant fear that her selfishness may have destroyed her marriage.

Can Ophelia fix herself or has she lost the person she has desired the most, her husband, Matt?

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Chapter 1

‘So, it is just you and Matt now. How long has it been since the children moved out?’ Sara asked with raised eyebrows at her friend, Ophelia, with a little smile, taking a sip from her coffee.

‘Lia moved out three months ago. Harry left the year before,’ Ophelia smiled wistfully, but sadness glistened in her green eyes.

‘It must be hard, but you and Matt must be getting better acquainted again,’ Sara suggested with a wicked grin.

Ophelia’s smile disappeared but the sadness remained, ‘I wish we were but as soon as Lia left, he started doing projects in the house. He is building a den for himself. He says he always wanted one but he’s always too tired in the evenings and has little time for me.’ Ophelia wiped away a tear.

‘Oh, I am so sorry, Ophelia,’ Sara said moving seats to sit next to her friend and taking her hand to comfort her. ‘You are having sex, aren’t you?’

Ophelia slowly shook her head, ‘We haven’t had sex for months.’

‘You don’t think he is seeing someone else, do you?’

‘No, he isn’t. I’m sure of it. I know he still loves me, but I wish he showed it sometimes.’

‘Have you tried talking about it with him?’

Ophelia slowly nodded, ‘He always falls asleep while we talk.’

‘Are you, erm, taking matters into your own hands? I can recommend some good toys.’

Ophelia flushed a deep red as she confessed, ‘Every day, and I use a vibrator when he is at work. I can still orgasm, but it isn’t enough.’

‘What do you mean,’ Sara asked with a furrowed brow, shifting slightly. The sudden talk of vibrators had got her a little hot and bothered.

‘I need a cock, a big hard cock inside me!’ Ophelia growled. Sara was taken aback by her normally mild-mannered friend talking in this way. ‘I use a thick dildo, and it still isn’t enough! I need a cock! I need to feel a man moving in and out of me, roughly fucking me and, oh, feel him pump hot cum inside me!’ Ophelia’s eyes widened with horror at what she just said and how she had said it. ‘Oh God! I am so sorry! I don’t know what came over me!’

‘The problem is that nothing is coming over you or even in you, Ophelia,’ Sara replied, deliberately misconstruing what Ophelia meant. Sara thought for a moment, ‘How much do you need cock, Ophelia?’

‘More than anything,’ Ophelia whispered in a deep gravelly voice.

‘I might know a place that might give you the cock you need,’ Sara said a little cryptically.

‘You mean to go somewhere to cheat on Matt? I couldn’t do that!’ Ophelia gasped.

‘I’m not talking about cheating. You’re not going to have an affair. I’m talking about going somewhere to get cock. It’s somewhere for women like yourself to meet young virile men and get the satisfaction you’re not getting at home,’ Sara assured her brightly.

‘I’m not sure I could,’ but Ophelia sounded more than a little interested. ‘How young?’

‘That depends on you. They are in their early twenties to mid-thirties. Too young for you?’ Sara asked with a raised eyebrow watching Ophelia’s interest grow with amusement.

‘Where is this place?’

‘I can’t tell you that. It is a private club which you must be recommended to join. I can do that for you, but this is very important. When you go there you must be prepared to have sex. It is not a place for just watching young eye candy and masturbating when you get home but I can guarantee you will have fantastic sex. It will make you feel satisfied and younger.’

‘How do you know about it?’

‘You know when Don and I had marriage problems? Well, it was because he had erectile dysfunction, and it was leaving me as frustrated as you are now. Ever since I went to the club, I have been getting the sex I need and I’m a lot happier. It saved our marriage.’

‘You’re still going? Didn’t Don resolve his problem?’

‘Nope, and he knows I go there and what I do there, well most of it.’

‘Wow, that is understanding.’

‘He isn’t crazy about it, but he knows I need to have sex. It takes a real man to understand that, and I love Don more than ever. It isn’t for everyone though. I’ve seen a few women whose marriages ended when their husbands found out. Are you interested?’

Ophelia thought momentarily in temptation before dismissing the idea, ‘No, why would a young man like an old lady like me?’

‘Because they like an old lady like me!’ Sara replied a little haughtily. ‘And late forties isn’t old. We’re in our sexual prime, Ophelia. You need to take advantage of this time of your life!’

‘But my body isn’t attractive!’

‘Take off your clothes,’ Sara told her firmly.

‘What!’

‘Take off your clothes. Don’t worry I’m not going to seduce you. I prefer cock to pussy. Let’s see what we are working with.’

Ophelia reluctantly began to undress.

‘Keep your underwear on,’ Sara said in a business-like manner. ‘Stand on your toes like you have heels on and turn around.’ Ophelia turned around as she was told. ‘Ophelia, you have a great figure, lovely boobs, and a great ass but you need some sexy clothes and lingerie. Put your clothes back on! We’re going shopping!’

Ophelia had to admit that she was interested. A young man lusting over her body, she was getting wet just thinking about it, but she wasn’t sure whether she should or if Matt would understand.

Ophelia and Sara enjoyed their impromptu shopping trip. They bought the sexiest and sluttiest dresses they could find with matching underwear, stockings, and shoes. They also got their hair and nails done. Ophelia reluctantly agreed to get her pussy trimmed and waxed leaving a small patch of hair whereas Sara had hers completely waxed.

‘Come to my house at 6 pm on Saturday,’ Sara told her friend. ‘Don has gone on another golfing weekend. Stay the night, so you don’t have to face Matt afterwards. It will help the guilt dissipate.’

‘But I still haven’t agreed to go,’ Ophelia objected.

‘That dress you bought, and your pussy wax was you agreeing, and I don’t expect to go alone!’ Sara told her with the expectation that her friend would be joining her. ‘That is a come and fuck me dress, where else will you wear it! You won’t regret it, I promise you.’

Saturday arrived. Sara and Ophelia ate a baked pasta dish Sara had prepared before they both started dressing for their night out.

Ophelia looked at herself in the mirror. She had never worn anything so short and revealing. It was a sleeveless sequined dress. The V-neck showed off her cleavage and the hem of the dress only just about hid the top of the stockings she was wearing. Her hair looked fuller and shinier than normal and cascaded down her back. She bit her lip and looked at herself in the mirror, she felt sexy for the first time since before she was pregnant with her first child and a little bit dirty. She realised that she loved the feeling. Ophelia turned around, looked over her shoulder and smiled. The tightness of the dress hugged the swell of her ass beautifully. The dress felt soft and the lacy thong she was wearing rose snugly in her ass.

She was snapped out of the mesmerisation of her reflection by Sara asking in a flamboyant pose, ‘How do I look?’

Sara looked sexy and glamorous. She wore a split-leg gold sequin dress that went up her thigh and three-inch heels. Her red lips looked seductive.

‘Are you wearing underwear?’ Ophelia asked her friend incredulously knowing the answer already. Sara gave her a naughty wink in reply.

The butterflies in Ophelia’s stomach were all over the place on the taxi ride to the club. She was grateful that Sara could feel her nerves and held her hand throughout the journey. They arrived outside a club with an ornate 48 sign. At the door, Sara showed her membership card, gave a password and the two women entered.

‘Mrs MacKenzie,’ a good-looking, well-dressed young man greeted Sara politely. ‘Welcome back,’ how he said it made Ophelia wonder how often Sara came to this club.

‘Thank you, Jamie. This is my friend, Mrs Kilbride, who I spoke to you about on the phone.’

Jamie gave Ophelia a nod and a beautiful welcoming smile that made her weak at the knees, ‘Welcome to the 48 Club, Mrs Kilbride. I hope you will enjoy your visit.’ He then gave an amusing apologetic look making her laugh, ‘I’m afraid that all new members and visitors must go through an induction process. We have some strict rules that must be adhered to. Mrs Mackenzie will sign you in as her guest, then we can begin. If you would both be kind enough to follow me.’

The two friends followed Jamie up some stairs and into a stylish office.

‘Please sit down,’ Jamie said indicating a sofa with a glass coffee table in front of it. He got a stack of paperwork from the desk and placed it on the coffee table before he poured two glasses of Champagne. Jamie sat down on the sofa next to Ophelia. His smell was intoxicating and his closeness electrifying to her. ‘The boring bit first,’ he said showing her a piece of paper. ‘Here are the rules, we expect our members to have complete discretion here. We expect members not to talk about who they saw here and under no circumstances take photos or videos.

‘To ensure this you will be required to sign this agreement, which all the legal speak says that we can sue you if you are not discreet. Due to the nature of the club, all gentlemen members must be regularly tested for STIs. You can use condoms if you wish but you can have unprotected sex without worry. You will be expected to have sex while you are visiting, our gentlemen members join here with the expectation that they will find a willing partner for the evening and finally no money must change hands for any sexual relations.

‘We also do not tolerate rape, sexual assault, or coercion to have sex if one party does not want it, your safety is our priority. If you break the rules you will be escorted from the club with a lifetime ban. This is a respectable establishment, and we expect all our members and guests to be dressed accordingly but seeing how lovely you are dressed I can see that will not be a problem,’ he said with a charming smile. ‘We also recommend that you do not date or approach any sexual partners outside the club, it helps avoid any awkward encounters. Many ladies and some men are happily married, so I am sure you understand.’

Ophelia found Jamie’s charm, closeness, and smell overpowering. She wasn’t paying real attention to what he was saying, and her breathing became ragged. She felt the telltale signs that Jamie was turning her on. Ophelia leaned into him and turned her head without thinking to kiss him. Sara looked on amused.

Jamie suddenly pulled away, leaving Ophelia to come to her senses and realise what she had tried to do.

‘I’m terribly sorry, Mrs Kilbride, I’m afraid employees are not allowed to have relations with members or guests. I would also like to apologise as that was a small test to see how serious you are, and I’m pleased to say you passed.’

He gave Ophelia and Sara some documents, ‘If you can please fill in these forms, we can proceed with the tour.’

Once the forms were filled in Jamie gave Ophelia a card, ‘If you would like to become a member, Mrs Kilbride, on your next visit show this at the door and we can proceed with your membership application.’

Jamie then refilled the ladies’ glasses, and they began the tour.

‘If you could check your coats and handbags in here,’ Jamie asked politely, ‘so you don’t have the temptation to look at your phones while you are in the club then we can carry on.’

With their coats and handbags checked in, Jamie opened the door, and Ophelia entered a world she never knew existed. Upbeat music you could dance to was being played at a respectable level. The club looked fashionable yet not pretentious. Most women were over forty and the men were from their early twenties. The bar was situated at the back and had expensive-looking spirits behind it. Ophelia then noticed the people.

There were couples and some threesomes. What they were doing shocked her. Some were dancing and some women were making out with men young enough to be their children. Watching them got Ophelia a little hot and bothered.

‘Let’s go to the bar first,’ Jamie suggested, seemingly unfazed by what was happening around them. ‘The bar offers the usual beers wines and spirits. Also, the bar staff are highly skilled at making cocktails. There is a menu here. You can sit on the sofas, at the tables or the bar. Dancing is very much encouraged.’

Sara wasn’t listening to Jamie; she was eyeing up potential sexual conquests.

‘How many partners can you have in one night?’ Ophelia asked innocently.

‘How many do you want?’ he replied smiling and winking. ‘Seriously though, we recommend you don’t work the room if you get by meaning. It is considered the height of bad manners by our members to keep all the men to yourself but saying that if you can persuade several men to focus on you for the whole night, that is perfectly fine.’ Jamie took Ophelia and Sara to another door, ‘Kissing and cuddling is encouraged in the bar area, but hand-related activity is discouraged. If it makes a mess don’t do it,’ Ophelia blushed deeply at Jamie’s meaning.

‘Full intercourse is forbidden. If you do, you will be escorted from the club and even have your membership revoked. However, if you do want full intercourse, and you will,’ Jamie opened the door and we entered another part of the club, ‘you can use these rooms. There is a red and green light above the door. Red means occupied and green means available. When a couple has finished the light will stay red until a member of staff has cleaned the room.’ Jamie opened the door of an available room. It was small but tastefully decorated. ‘All the rooms are the same. Condoms can be found in this box and the wet wipes are here. These bins are for any used condoms and wet wipes. Do you have any questions?’

‘No, thank you, Jamie. You have been very helpful,’ Ophelia said with a flirtatious touch of his arm.

‘You’re welcome, Mrs Kilbride,’ he smiled. ‘Let me escort you to the bar area so you ladies can begin to enjoy your evening.’

‘You liked Jamie, didn’t you, Ophelia,’ Sara said laughing, once they were alone at the bar drinking cocktails. ‘I thought you were going to jump on him in the office!’

Ophelia blushed deeply, ‘Was I that obvious?’

‘Uh huh,’ was what she got in reply. ‘In all seriousness, forget about the staff. That is a non-starter.’ Sara’s eyes opened wide, ‘Oh, I’ll be right back.’ Sara then disappeared. Ophelia then realised all her nerves had gone thanks to Jamie. She sat at the bar and drank her cocktail sexily through a straw, watching the other customers’ activity.

Sara returned with two hunky-looking twins on each arm, ‘What do you think, Ophelia? Aren’t they delectable? Would you like one?’

They were good-looking but not Ophelia’s type. ‘No, you can have them both,’ she replied before my hand went over her mouth at the scandalous thing she said.

‘Don’t mind if I do,’ Sara replied quickly. She gave each twin a deep kiss. Sara and Ophelia talked while the twins kissed and massaged Sara’s body. It didn’t take long before things got heavy between the three of them and all Ophelia was getting was, ‘Uh huh,’ and ‘Mmmm’ from Sara as she kept losing her train of thought.

Ophelia could see she wasn’t listening, so she watched fascinated as the twins serviced Sara. One kissed her on the mouth, and her neck and massaged her breasts, while the other began knelt on the to suck on her toes before kissing up her long legs. Ophelia soon realised where his destination was. He parted Sara’s legs exposing her completely bald pussy.

Sara gave a loud moan as the twin began to lick her pussy which was silenced by the other twin kissing her and pushing his tongue into her mouth while he freed her breasts and played with her nipple. After a few minutes, Sara began to look distressed. She tried to grab anything nearby, a twin, the bar, thin air then her body shook as a powerful orgasm shook through her.

The twins released her and even by just looking at her face Ophelia could see she was no longer there. The twins then guided Sara to the door that led to the intercourse rooms. Ophelia sipped her cocktail nervously, feeling very alone.

‘Do you mind if I join you?’ a deep voice said close to her. Ophelia looked up and saw a well-built, muscular man looking at her. She would have guessed he was in his early thirties. He had coffee-coloured skin and was well-dressed. He was much more her type than the twins.

‘Of course,’ she said, the words getting caught in her throat.

He smiled and pulled around another stool.

‘I saw your friend getting taken away by the Williams twins. She is going to have a wild night,’ he said with a small laugh, shaking his head.

‘She was more than game, I think,’ Ophelia laughed in reply.

‘That she was, but she has left you alone,’ he said seductively. Ophelia bit her lip in awe as she stared into his lusty, dark brown, beautiful eyes. Her pussy moistened at his words, and she knew that she wouldn’t be alone for the rest of the evening. ‘Is it your first time here?’

‘Yes,’ she answered as she began to study him. Ophelia sipped her drink sexily and licked her lips provocatively as she did so.

‘Would you like another drink?’ he smiled. Ophelia flushed red when she realised, she was drinking from an empty glass.

‘Yes, please. A mojito,’

‘A good choice. The mojitos here are the best in town.’

While he ordered their mojitos, she crossed her legs and hitched up her dress, so the top of her stockings was in full view.

‘I’m Jacob, but everyone calls me Jay,’ he said, introducing himself and extending his hand out for Ophelia to take.

‘I’m Mrs Kilbride,’ Ophelia told him accepting his hand which felt strong, and his touch caused a jolt of electricity to go through her. She didn’t know why she introduced herself like that, but it made their meeting feel naughty and a little bit dirty for her.

They talked and flirted as they drank their mojitos. It had been so long since Ophelia had flirted with someone. It was so exciting. She rested her hand on his large leg and a flutter went through her stomach when she felt how hard and strong it was. She was mesmerised by this young man and when he leaned forward, she raised her head for a kiss but instead of kissing her, he whispered in Ophelia’s ear,

‘Do you want to dance?’ Ophelia realised that they weren’t flirting, he was seducing her, and this was the next stage of his seduction. She was a more than willing passenger as she took his hand and walked to the dance floor.

They danced to several lively songs, and he led her and twirled her as they danced. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist from behind and she ground her ass into his groin, feeling his large growing cock inside. She knew at that point that having sex with Jay was inevitable. Her body craved it.

A slow song came on and they slow danced to it. A hand slid down Ophelia’s back and caressed hold of her ass. A small moan left her lips, and her breathing became slow and heavy. Ophelia was getting very horny. Jay then began to gently kiss her neck before he looked into Ophelia’s eyes and they kissed, gently at first but soon he had his tongue in Ophelia’s mouth. She could feel his erect cock in his trousers as her body moved against him. Her pussy ached for that cock, until she couldn’t take it any longer,

‘Fuck me, Jay! Take me and fuck me!’ she growled hungrily. Her hand moved to his cock, and she aggressively devoured his tongue.

He looked at her with a surprised expression. Ophelia had a feeling he hadn’t finished his seduction, and she was already demanding to be fucked.

He took her by the hand to the door to the intercourse rooms. Ophelia could hear the moans and grunts of couples and throuples, maybe even more, having sex which added to her arousal. They quickly found a room with a green light.

Once inside, Ophelia reached up, grabbed the back of Jay’s head and pulled him into a kiss. His hands pulled up her dress and grabbed both bare cheeks of her ass with his hands. She could feel her pussy dripping. Ophelia’s other hand went down and began to stroke Jay’s cock that was straining at his trousers.

‘Unzip my dress,’ she told him forcefully. Jay was taken aback by the sudden change in their power dynamic, but he did what he was told. ‘Take your shirt off!’ Ophelia then barked, ‘I want you naked!’ she removed her dress, tossed it dismissively on the floor and went on her knees to remove his trousers. She would have liked to say she did this slowly and sensually, but the truth was that she almost ripped them off him. She had no idea what came over her. She was predatory and he was here to fuck her.

With Jay completely naked, she attacked his cock. It was a smooth, ridged masterpiece. She licked hungrily up and down his shaft. She stroked and sucked his hairless balls and ran a hand from his asshole to his balls. His groans and grunts were music to Ophelia’s ears.

‘Mrs Kilbride, that feels so good,’ he moaned.

Being called Mrs Kilbride while she was sucking his cock felt wonderfully dirty to Ophelia. It was like she was corrupting this young man. She surprised herself by having a small orgasm just from that. His breathing became ragged, and she could taste the saltiness of his precum, so Ophelia took his cock out of my mouth. She was here to be fucked.

Ophelia kissed up his body before she turned him around and pushed him onto the bed before mounting him and hanging her tits over his face,

‘You know what to do!’ she ordered him, and he began to massage and kiss them. Ophelia then forced her nipple into his mouth. She had another small orgasm, but small orgasms were not what she needed. She needed a big earth-shattering one.

She climbed onto the bed and laid down on her back with her legs open,

‘Lick me, Jay, make me cum with your tongue and fingers!’

Jay meekly knelt and plunged his face into Ophelia’s pussy. He licked and sucked with abandon,

‘Oh God!’ Ophelia moaned. It had been so long since her pussy had been touched like this. ‘Lick, lick my clit Jay! Lick my clit!’ she gasped.

Her breathing became ragged, but his rough tongue wasn’t enough. She needed to be penetrated,

‘Fiiingers Jay! Use your fiiingers!’ she was on the edge. Jay pushed a finger inside her as he licked, and she moaned long and loud. ‘More Jay, I need more fingers!’

Jay put in another finger then a third, but his fingers were too big for anymore. Ophelia felt wonderfully full all the same. Her hips then began to buck,

‘Harder Jay, I need it harder!’ and he began to thrust harder with his fingers. His only purpose was to pleasure her. Ophelia began to mew as her hips bucked, and then it came,

‘Take them out Jay, take them OUUUUT!’ she screamed desperately. As soon as J took out his fingers from her pussy, her back arched, her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she squirted an orgasm.

‘Mrs Kilbride are you okay,’ Ophelia heard Jay ask worriedly. Her eyes adjusted to the light as she returned from the darkness. ‘Mrs Kilbride, would you like me to fuck you now?’ Jay asked politely. It was a thrill to get this large, muscular young man to be so submissive.’

‘Fuck me, Jay! Fuck me hard!’ Ophelia ordered, returning to her senses, and getting onto all fours. When he went for a condom, Ophelia almost shouted at him, ‘No condom, I want to feel you!’ she was so needy and desperate.

Jay lined himself to Ophelia’s pussy hole and his cock slipped easily into her sopping wet pussy. Ophelia gave out a mixture of a moan and a gasp as she felt him enter her. Jay then began to slowly fuck her.

‘Is that it, Jay!? I want you to fuck me hard!’ Ophelia growled with angry frustration pushing back into him.

‘Yes, Mrs Kilbride,’ he grunted as he picked up the pace. She had another small orgasm. How Ophelia loved being called Mrs Kilbride while being fucked. It made her feel powerful and in control.

‘Harder, Jay!’ she demanded again. Ophelia could hear and feel Jay’s balls slap against her clitoris making her moan. She began to move her hips in rhythm to Jay’s thrusts, her moans became louder until she orgasmed hard. ‘More Jay, I need more,’ she begged.

Sweat began to glisten off Jay and Ophelia orgasmed again and again.

‘I’m going to cum, Mrs Kilbride,’ Jay told his older lover, his face a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Ophelia turned to look at Jay, ‘Cum inside me! Cum inside me!’

Ophelia and Jay watched each other as they fucked until Jay let out a roar and flung his head back and shot ropes of cum into Ophelia whose body shook with one last orgasm.

The pair stayed still panting, until Ophelia pushed her hips back into Jay,

‘Don’t pull out, Jay. I want to feel you inside me a little longer,’ Ophelia pleaded.

‘Was that okay, Mrs Kilbride? Is that how you wanted?’ J asked nervously as his dick became soft and fell out of Ophelia’s pussy. He wasn’t sure what this woman had done to him but pleasing her was all that mattered.

Ophelia turned around and began to kiss Jay passionately. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth.

‘That felt so good, Jay,’ she told him gratefully as she pulled away for air. ‘You are such a good boy, Jay. You gave me exactly what I needed.’ She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of Jay’s cum dripping from her pussy.

Jay got the wet wipes, wiped his dick then Ophelia’s pussy clean before the pair kissed once more,

‘You go on ahead, Darling. I’ll meet you in the bar,’ she told him stroking his cheek. ‘You gave me quite the fucking. I need a moment to myself to recover.

Ophelia watched Jay get dressed, biting her lip as she watched the good-looking and well-built young man who gave her the fucking of her life, dress. When Jay had left, she threw herself onto her back to enjoy her orgasmic afterglow.

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