The Lustful Husband

Chapter Eleven (I)

Chapter 11 - Friction (PART1)

Forgiveness is easy when you are in the very depth of love - A wise woman once said... somewhere , at some point in time.

"You are so cute," Jackson smirked as his wife sat by their fireplace excitedly completing a crossword.

"Pardon," Amelia frowned, unconsciously rubbing her nose, which in Jackson's opinion added to the cute factor. She placed her glasses atop her head and looked at him enquiringly.

"Oh nothing, I was just saying, there once was this painfully beautiful woman who was so engrossed by a crossword puzzle she was completing that she had neglected her own husband and he shrivelled away into nothing." Jackson shrugged, turning off the TV, the sports channel he had been watching now over.

"Well, he must have been vastly uninteresting and equally as ugly if a crossword could overtake his wife's interest..." She frowned in mock-seriousness. She made her way to the coach at which Jackson sat, where he unceremoniously pulled her into his lap.

"Was his name Jackson by any chance?"she giggled, as he flipped them over, surrounding her with the plush cushions, before finding the comfort he ached for from her soft, firm pink lips. The couple were definitely still crossing the bridge of the first tribulation in their marriage but being on the mend wasn't so bad Amelia thought, the sex was amazing.

She'd heard many a time of "makeup sex" being good but experiencing it was on another level of wondrous. When it was rough, it was rough, pleasure-induced and adventurous. The couple took each other to new sights! However, and this was Amelia's favourite... when they made love, it was beautiful. Jackson was so attentive, staring into the depths of her eyes as he plunged into the abyss of pleasure, it was relentlessly sensual, and it made Amelia fall in love all over again.

"Come and have lunch with me tomorrow?" Jackson asked, knowing tomorrow was her day off.

"A date?" Amelia smiled at her husbands efforts.

"Yes, " he said, his hands creeping under her top.

"Wow, pulling out the big guns now aren't we?" she grinned, although she had already told him many times that she forgave him.

"Nothing wrong with wooing my wife. You know the saying, happy wife, happy life!" He grinned as he stripped her of the horridly constricting blouse.

"Cheesy," she laughed, before undoing his bulging trousers.

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Amelia walked into the high rise building that was Jackson's office, situated in the bustling streets of Central London, Cambridge Inc was among the most prestigious business's next to the Shard. She always felt under-dressed walking into Jackson's office, it was all so... posh.

"Hello Amelia," Katrina, Cambridge Inc.'s main secretary greeted Amelia, she knew all her bosses wife's from memory.

"Hey Kat!"Amelia smiled, Katrina was one of those beautiful but intimidating women; gorgeous but in a cold, hardly breaks into a smile type women. She was just always so serious and professional her work ethic was immaculate.

"Sir informed me of your arrival today, lunch has been booked for you both at Elscourt Garden for one-thirty pm.."she stated, reading off the information like a well tuned robot. There was not a trace of a smile, it was slightly eerie... sinister.

"Thanks Katrina, you look lovely as always," Amelia grinned, in an attempt to bring out a smile.

"Thank-you Mrs.Cambridge, as do you," Katrina nodded, returning to her computer, typing away.

As Amelia made her way to Jacksons office, her thoughts were centred around Kat, she reminded her of someone though she couldn't place her mind on whom. Kat was so put together, so immaculate, she doubted she knew anyone else like her anyway.

"Hey,"Amelia grinned having knocked on Jacksons door and been granted entrance.

Jackson sat at his mahogany desk, alone in his office.

"Hey, come here,"Jackson beckoned her towards him, his eyes were instantaneously glued to the cleavage that was showcased by her navy dress. They were almost back to normal, a few moments of tension here and there, but their marriage was proving strong and durable.

"You look great darling,"he said after giving her a lingering kiss that made her toes curl in excitement.

"But?" she said, one eyebrow raised, she could tell by the tone of his voice that a contradiction was coming along.

"No buts... just.." He didn't know how to phrase his opinion without causing friction, he just felt that her chest was slightly provocative and even he could barely keep it in his pants at the sight of her. In light of what had just happened a few days ago, he would have preferred she dress more conservatively; if only for his sanity alone.

Before he could say anything, their was a knock at his door; he knew who it was for he had been expecting one of his clerks.

"Do come in Beckton, I've only been expecting you for an hour now!" He grinned wickedly had it been anyone else he may have been successfully angered, yet he found himself being lenient to his secondary school mate.

Harry Beckton was a long and cherished friend from Jacksons past, the secondary days at Eaton, the boarding school he had been sent to as a boy. Harry was amongst the group of friends that Jackson had kept close during those days, they were the typical boarding school "lads". Jackson was sure that Harry would be shocked to hear of what had passed between himself and Zachary only days before.

"Apologies Jackie, however they aren't too sincere as I would have hated to come on time and have missed this beauties presence," Harry teased as he made his way further into the room, eager to be introduced to Amelia.

"Amelia, this here is Harry Beckton, one of our new clerks and one of my classmates back at Eaton, absolute class act aren't you Harry?" Jackson grinned, he was happy that they finally got a chance to meet, Harry had been away in China for the past three years so he had missed the wedding, Jackson would have made him his best man!

"Harry, you sorry sod, this here is Dr. Amelia Cambridge to you! My beautiful wife of two years now " Jackson pulled Amelia in for a kiss on the cheek, he couldn't help but be a bit more possessive after the recent events...

"A doctor, with the face of a model, someone hit the jackpot eh Jackie!" Harry grinned, slapping Jackson on the back, the camaraderie between the two gentlemen was near overbearing!

"It is lovely to finally meet you Harry," Amelia smiled, giving him a polite handshake whilst staying firmly at her husbands side, she was determined to give no wrong impression this time.

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Part 2 tomorrow....

.....Perhaps not tomorrow...