Satisfaction Pt. 01 - A New Feeling

Hey, guys! This is part one of an ongoing series that I'll be writing. It's somewhat of a CYOA where you guys will be able to vote on poles that I run. You guys will have a say in everything from major plot points to whether or not you want a one off character to stay. Not every part will have a descriptive sex scene but will have a little something to keep you guys engaged.

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As always I hope you guys enjoy the story and I look forward to seeing which direction your votes will send the plot.

All characters are over the age of 18!

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It was quiet with the silence of the night being nearly palpable. The summer heat made it so that despite it being nearly three in the morning the temperature was a nigh unbearable 90 degrees. Bobby rolled around in his bed trying to find the small portions of the mattress that were still somewhat cool. He had already gone through numerous cycles of flipping his pillow over each time it got hot. He glanced at the unplugged AC in the bedroom window and sighed at the fact it broke a couple hours ago. He shifted his body weight, rolling onto his side hoping that the new position he was in would give him some momentary relief from the heat, but it didn't. No longer able to bear the sensation of his fair skin sticking to the silk sheets beneath him, he peeled himself off the bed. Now sitting on the edge of his queen sized mattress Bobby reached over and turned on the lamp that sat on his nightstand. The immediate illumination of his room, causing him to squint his eyes for a brief moment before they adjusted to the new lighting.

Now able to see his surroundings he grabbed his robe, throwing it on before sliding his feet into his slippers, both the color pink since it was his favorite. He glanced at the digital clock on his desk in the corner of the room, noticing that it had finally hit 3am on the dot. A smile formed on his face, knowing that his empty bed would soon have the most beautiful woman in the city lying in it. Bobby made his way to the kitchen, and poured himself a glass of water, dropping 3 ice cubes from the freezer into the glass before making his way to the living room. He sat on the couch which just like the air conditioner in the bedroom had seen better days. The once pristine brown leather was now peeling in numerous locations and the left side of the couch had both its legs broken. It was being leveled with the rest of the couch by a long wooden plank he had bought at a department store.

Bobby took a big sip of the ice water in his hands, enjoying the refreshing sensation of his body being both rehydrated and cooled down. Now no longer suffering from the heat he took a better look at his home.

'Busted furniture, ancient flooring, uneven coats of paint on the walls, and now the AC in the bedroom is broken. The bathroom's the only room that's up to date. Huh, the house definitely needs a touch up.'

Just as he was done taking into account everything that needed an upgrade the living room was illuminated by the headlights of a car pulling into the driveway. Bobby's mood quickly brightened at the fact the person he had been waiting for had finally arrived. It was a daily routine for him to wake up around this time and greet her as she came home from work. It was unfortunate that their schedules didn't align but he was more than happy to lose a little sleep as long as it meant he could see her whenever she came home.

Bobby heard the sounds of someone fiddling with keys at the front door. His heart started beating a bit faster due to his growing anticipation and he got up off the couch to meet her at the front door. As he began making his way there the locks on the front door were undone and the door slowly opened, revealing her.

The most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.

The love of his life.

His wife Jade had come home.

She was of Korean descent and stood at a perfect 5'7 which was taller than his embarrassing 5'3. She was wearing an all black outfit that consisted of tight black leggings, a cropped black jean jacket over a black sports bra, and a pair of black rocker boots. Black was her favorite color and the one her entire wardrobe consisted of. The only 2 colors she wore aside from black, was the bright red lipstick she always wore and the green streak in her hair which she would sometimes remove, opting for a fully black aesthetic. Her face was both flawless and perfect like the K-pop stars he'd seen on the internet, while her body was one that would be more commonly found on a woman of Latin American descent. Her breasts were large and perky, not needing a bra for any support. Her hips were wide and wrapped around into a fantastic butt that filled any kind of pants she wore. She was a goddess and Bobby knew he was the luckiest man on the planet since he was the one to put a ring on her finger.

He waited for his wife to close the front door before greeting her with a big smile on his face.

"Jade! How was..."

"Not now, Bobby! I just got home!"

"O-Okay! I'll...I'll be in bed if you need..."

"U-huh!"

Jade watched as her now sulking husband made his way back to the bedroom, taking in his voluptuous effete body. Bobby, her husband, the supposed man of the house was anything but that. His highly feminine appearance was so girlish that on numerous occasions while walking in public together people would mistake them for a lesbian couple and she completely understood why. Bobby's face was easily supermodel material and currently the only person she considered in her league in terms of beauty. However, it was his body that she never could get past. His frame was slender and smooth, devoid of any muscle, eliminating the possibility of him ever acquiring a masculine body. It left him with a smooth torso that made his chest puff out a tiny bit giving him the illusion of having a tiny A cup breast. Something that confused Jade to no end no matter how long she tried to understand how a man could have a body like Bobby's but it only got worse.

His lower half was where a vast majority of his muscle and fat resided. His hips were just as wide as hers and he had thick thighs that constantly rubbed together. Yet it was his butt that Jade always found herself looking at with a mixture of amazement and jealousy. Most women liked guys with a cute butt and she was no exception. She'd seen plenty of men with cute bubble butts with some a little bigger than others but her husband had nothing short of a phat booty that belonged on a Brazilian butt model. She quietly stared at Bobby as his large buttcheeks visibly jiggled with every step he took despite him wearing pajama pants that were covered by a robe. His natural walk made his butt wobble obscenely making it seem beyond slutty, as if he was trying to entice someone with his backside.

Bobby bent over as he was walking to pick a piece of paper off the floor which made his robe slide to the side, revealing her husband's choice in under garments. The man wore thongs. They were for men and she knew why he wore them. In the past anytime he put on regular underwear they'd get stretched to their limit around his ass and rip within the same week he bought them. The male thongs he bought eliminated that issue and stopped him from having to buy a new pack of underwear on a near weekly basis. Yet Jade still struggled to accept the fact her husband wore the same kind of thongs that she did. That he would sometimes walk around the house in his pink thongs with his big butt out on full display as if such a slutty act was normal for a man to do.

Jade knew she was extremely attractive, enough so that she saw herself as being on the same level as gorgeous celebrities. It was a thought that simply made sense to her since she was practically every man's wet dream. But even she had to admit that her small ultra feminine husband had an ass that put hers and any other woman's to shame. Jade stared at Bobby's wobbling butt until he disappeared into the bedroom.

"Tch! Why'd I marry such a...Calm down! It takes two to tie the knot and you agreed to this. You...You love him! Just...take a nice shower to cool off."

Jade kicked her boots off by the door and went to the bathroom. She stripped herself of her clothes, sighing in relief after having them on for so long. She'd been on her feet since 6 in the evening, serving people who had no qualms about spending money on bottles and cocktails that even she had to admit were a bit overpriced. The job was tiresome sometimes and some customers were a pain to deal with but she loved it. If there was one thing Jade loved it was to party. Drinking, dancing, loud music, and meeting new people. She loved it all and it was mainly because she was always the center of attention. Feeling the eyes of various people on her all of whom did so for different reasons was like a drug to her and it was one she found herself addicted to since she was in college.

Eager for a relaxing shower Jade turned the cold water on and stepped into the shower, her small pink nipples quickly hardening from the drop in temperature. She closed her eyes as she let the cold water run down her body and began thinking about her shift earlier tonight. It was a full house which was common for friday nights and because of that she made a killing like usual. Guy's constantly called her over to order drinks and once they got them they would always offer her a shot. She was never one to turn down a free drink and would graciously accept them, smiling at the fact she knew what was coming soon after. Like clockwork they would ask for her number with a few bold ones even asking to take her back to their place where she quickly turned them down.

However, there was one guy tonight that stood out from the rest. He was a tall handsome black man wearing a well tailored suit with an expensive watch on his wrist that was worth more money than what all the other drunk idiots around him combined. He was in fantastic shape with his large muscular arms stretching the material of the suit's sleeves but it was his crotch that Jade couldn't stop thinking about. He had some random slut that was above average at best sitting on his lap for a majority of the night but once she got up to use the bathroom, Jade saw the bulge on the man's thigh. She remembered how nice it looked and the way it throbbed with excitement.

Jade's hand instinctively made its way down to her neglected pussy. She remembered how she stared at the man's bulge for a few seconds and when she tore her eyes away from it she saw the man smiling at her. She was reliving the moment in which the guy rubbed his bulge while making eye contact with her causing it to throb rapidly. Her fingers began rubbing her clit and a moan slipped from her lips, causing her to open her eyes. She brought the hand that she was about to finger herself with to her face, feeling nothing but guilt as she stared at the wedding ring on her finger.

'Fuck!'

She was about to pleasure herself while fantasizing about sex with another man while her husband laid in their bed down the hall. For all of Bobby's flaws, the man was an astounding husband. He was attentive to her needs and despite not being able to give her the lavish lifestyle she wanted he tried his absolute best to give her what he could. The problem was that he just wasn't the type of man Jade wanted. He lacked the spine to take charge, to dominate her the way she craved. To be the big strong man that would come home and take his wife to the bedroom where he'd fuck her until she was completely satisfied.

Jade let out a sigh thinking more about Bobby's shortcomings. His lack of dominance was bad enough but the man's abilities in bed were worse than that of a virgin having sex for the first time. She was never one to bash someone for something they couldn't change but she couldn't lie to herself and say her husband had a great cock when in reality saying it was below average would have been an exaggeration. Bobby's penis was paltry 2.5 inches when erect, the same length as her pinky finger. His girth wasn't any better with it being comparable to one of the puffy cheese doodles that sat in the kitchen cabinet. His balls were no bigger than the glass marbles she used to play with as a child. Jade sucked her teeth in frustration, thinking about how her husband's entire package probably hadn't seen any growth since he entered elementary school.

There was also the matter of him not even knowing how to use it. All he ever did was pump away at her pussy which when he did he only lasted a couple minutes before blowing a load so small and watery that Jade would often have to visually check to see if Bobby came. She even recounted a few times where Bobby attempted to fuck her doggy position only for him to hump her ass because his penis was too small to reach her pussy.

The one redeeming quality about her husband's abilities in bed were his oral skills. The man knew how to eat pussy. It was the only thing that kept Jade sane after 3 years in a marriage she felt trapped in. Bobby could get her off in about 15 minutes with the way he passionately devoured her snatch but lately it just wasn't enough. She needed more, she needed something inside her. Something to reach that special spot that was dying to be touched. Her eyes once again looked at her ring and the image of Bobby laying in their bed flashed in her mind.

'Huhhh, can't keep him waiting. He'll stay up until I get in bed!'

Jade turned the water off and dried herself before joining Bobby in the bedroom. The moment she entered she felt his lustful gaze taking in her naked body. She loved when people lusted for her and her husband was no exception. She threw on a pair of black frilly panties, opting to leave her big breasts out and joined Bobby in bed. The moment her body hit the sheets she felt how warm they were which brought her attention to the unplugged AC in the window.

"Why's the AC unplugged?"

Bobby didn't answer which left the room completely silent. Starting to become annoyed Jade turned to face him, noticing how reluctant he was to answer.

"Bobby? Are you gonna answer me or are we gonna lay here and sweat our asses off?"

"It...It uh..."

"Just answer the fucking question!"

"It broke!"

"W-What? How? You bought it 2 weeks ago! It's practically brand new, right?"

"........"

"Right?"

"N-Not exactly!"

"Please tell me you didn't buy it off somebody online?"

"It was a good deal! He said that it was..."

"For fucks sake, Bobby! Someone was selling an AC in the middle of a summer heat wave for cheap and that didn't raise any red flags in your head?"

"I...I didn't think about..."

"Of course you didn't. Y'know what? You...can sleep in this hot ass room. I'll sleep in the living room where it's actually bearable!"

"J-Jade."

"Don't talk to me!"

Jade got off the bed and grabbed her pillows before angrily walking out of the room, leaving Bobby to sleep in their bed alone. Bobby wanted to say something to try and get her back in bed but he knew there was no calming her down when she was that upset. He laid there silently for a while until his mind drifted away into a deep sleep. In the living room Jade laid on the couch staring at the ceiling that had a large patch of water damage. She was so far from the life she had envisioned for herself that a part of her thought it was divine punishment for deeds she'd committed in her past life. As the fog of sleep began to envelop her she began to think about the black man from the club again, focusing on the bulge in his pants before drifting away.

Both husband and wife had fallen asleep but were dreaming about drastically different things.

Bobby was in a world where he had the means to provide Jade with everything she wanted. A nice car, as much clothes as she wanted, and a big house with their kids running around it. He was in a world in which everything was perfect.

Jade on the other hand dreamt about being in a lavish bedroom with her expensive designer clothing on the floor. She was on a large pristine bed, laying on her back as a big black cock was savagely thrusted into her. She was experiencing the euphoric sex she desperately needed. She was in a world without Bobby.

(The Next Day)

The rays of light shone through the window directly onto Jade's face, waking her from her sleep. She stretched her arms and legs, stopping right as she felt a cramp coming on the back of her thigh. She waited a few seconds for it to subside before getting off the couch. Feeling parched, she made her way to the kitchen to get a glass of water, noticing the plate of breakfast on the table covered with a napkin. She removed the napkin and saw that it was her favorite. A fluffy omelet with bell peppers, turkey bacon on the side, and a slice of avocado toast, all served with freshly squeezed orange juice. Bobby was the one who made the meals for the two of them since Jade didn't know how to cook. His skills in the kitchen were impressive and Jade had to give him credit since the entire time they'd been together he'd yet to make a meal she didn't like. A pit formed in her stomach when she recalled the way she spoke to him last night.

'Huhhhh! I was a bitch to him again! We...He doesn't have the money to buy a new one so I know why he did it. He refuses to let me pay for anything which is nice and all but...It makes me feel more like a chore than a wife. I know he doesn't mean for it to come off like that but...Ugh! I should apologize.'

She covered her breakfast with the napkin and went to the bedroom where the pit in her stomach doubled in size. There sitting in the window where the broken AC was last night was a brand new one with the recite on the nightstand on her side of the bed. She also noticed that Bobby had changed the bed covers and cleaned their bedroom. He had done multiple chores and fixed the inconvenience that had made her angry at him. Bobby had done all of this while she slept soundly in the living room. Jade glanced at the clock on Bobby's desk next to her, noticing it was 2pm.

'He has to be at the studio at 11 so he normally wakes up around 9. How early did he wake up to do all this? Huhhh, way to go Jade, way to go!'

She went back to the kitchen and sat to eat her breakfast while thinking of a way to make it up to her husband. He may have been far from perfect but the man always tried his best for her. Something she was truly grateful for and figured deserved a reward when she got home from work later.

(Meanwhile, downtown at Deep Yoga)

"Annnnnd, breathe!"

Bobby heard the synchronized breaths of all his student's behind him.

"You're doing great ladies, we're gonna hold this mermaid pose for a few more seconds. I want you guys to really feel tension in your glutes and then we'll take a break."

After about 15 more seconds of holding the pose Bobby called it, allowing everyone to take a break. He looked around the studio, seeing that everyone was either tired or sore. It was a common scene that took place since his studio was catered more towards advanced practitioners who wanted a more intense session. He took a deep breath and bent over, picking up the remote that controls the central air unit in his studio. A loud beep went off when he pressed a button on the remote which was followed by cool air coming from the vents directly over everyones head. There were sighs of relief from practically everyone as they sat on their mats cooling down from the immense summer while simultaneously resting their muscles.

Bobby glanced around the room, noticing two girls he hadn't seen before sitting in the back, exhausted but smiling while having a conversation. He slowly made his way over to them and sat next to them to introduce himself.

"Hey, ladies! Did you two enjoy today's class?"