New Horizons

[Babette_____]

Dear Anne

I had a wonderful time last night, and Wayne is a very lucky man. You helped me to reconnect to parts of me that I thought had been lost forever and other parts that I never knew about. May you always be blessed with the happiness and satisfaction you so richly deserve.

Your friend

Alan.

Anne read the email from Alan, once, then twice. She was in the process of reading it a third time, when she picked up her phone. "Yes, Anne, can I help you?"

"It's me."

"Oh, hi Honey," she said as she spoke to Wayne on the other end of the line. "Sorry I'm late getting home, but I'll be leaving soon."

He asked if she knew of any plans that were coming up for this weekend.

She sighed into the phone and reread the email, "Nope, I don't believe I do."

"You sound disappointed."

"More like surprised and perhaps puzzled." Shifting in her seat, she continued, "If I read this to you, what do you think it would mean?"

Anne read the email, and wondered what it did mean. Before Wayne could respond she launched into her own series of questions, and half attempted answers.

"I mean is it, Thanks Anne it was good, let's do it again? Or is it, It was good, but no thanks?" She pushed herself from the chair, and took the phone with her as she walked.

"I mean, it sounds polite," she went on, as she walked to the window of her office. "Don't you think it is to polite, I mean I helped him reconnect. Does that mean, I was real technical, taught him something, made him feel something for her, his wife, the woman he should have been screwing or does it mean, I was a good fuck but not the greatest."

Anne's temper was flaring. She pushed the delete button on the computer and erased the message, "Screw him, I don't want to bother with him either."

She knew she was probably over-reacting, but she had seen the flowery words that Marie had penned to Wayne, she wanted those too, but she obviously wasn't going to get them from Alan. "No wonder she came looking for you on the Internet!"

"Hon, I'm sure he didn't mean it like that," Wayne's voice told her, trying to ease her feelings.

"Oh, whatever, I have work to do and I'll be home in a bit. I love you, at least I know I satisfy you." She hung up the phone, and tried to put the short, formal email out of her mind.

Soon she found herself absorbed in her work, and finally finished. She headed home, all thoughts of Alan out of her system, just another fuck, well if that was all he wanted then that was all he'd get.

Anne parked her car, and walked into the house, "Hey babe, I'm finally home, and I'm starved!"

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie;

Last night was special for me as well, obviously you know that I have done this sort of thing before. However I have to say that I have never anticipated anyone as much as I anticiapted you last night. I can still smell you, your perfume, what was that by the way, your musk when I dined on your sex, oh my, the thought of tasting you once again has me all stiff again. To that end I would like to take this one step further if you wish, and of course if Alan is willing. Sometimes the husbands get upset when you push too hard, and I suspect based on what Anne told me about him last night he would be like that, so I would suggest that we go easy for now but here is my suggestion, consider it and discuss it with Alan if you feel it is appropriate, only you would know that and the right time to mention it.

What I propose is this, up on Lake Stonewater we have a cottage, well actually a small timber frame house on a two acre wooded lot, what I propose is, assuming that is that Alan is agreable, is that two of us, either you and me or Alan and Anne go there for the long weekend. If this is rushing things too much I understand, I really like Alan and believe it or not I have a good idea how he must feel just now. However if he is agreeable then whoever stays behind can play house, or doctor or whatever it is they like, lol.

Consider it and see what you think, it is as you know a fairly exclusive area, and fully wooded you could walk around naked if you like, but even if Anne and Alan went there and we stayed behind it would be fantastic, I so want to taste you again, in an unhurried way .

Wayne

Marie yawned and streched, moving over to Alan, she laid her cross-stitch down, and kneaded his shoulders. She watched as he finished up their online banking. "If you don't mind, when your done I'll check my emails, give some answers to them, and meet you in bed?"

"Sounds like a plan."

She watched him, move towards the room, "Alan, wait for a moment," she pressed a paper into his hand, "This is the email Wayne sent me this morning, I wanted to start that "no secrets" thing tonight." She gave the email to Alan.

Marie;

I cannot express how much I enjoyed this night and you in particular, Alan is a lucky man, no doubt.

I just wanted to thank you and Alan for coming I know Anne enjoyed him as well, and I sincerely hope to meet again in the future. With the exception of Anne herself I cannot ever remember, having such a giving and enjoyable companion.

Sleep well and write soon.

Wayne

She smiled, kissed his cheek and grinned at him, "Earlier you mentioned my birth control, yes love I know I'm on it, but it isn't 100 % full proof and until I'm positive that when I'm pregnant it is yours, absitence will make your heart grow fonder. But, don't worry, it will only be for a day, after all the test say results in a day."

He looked at her, and kissed her lips and said, "Ok, when your positive, then we'll resume our activities."

She thanked him, and watched him read the email on his way to their room. Moving back to the computer she opened up her email from Wayne.

Marie;

Last night was special for me as well, obviously you know that I have done this sort of thing before. However I have to say that I have never anticipated anyone as much as I anticiapted you last night. I can still smell you, your perfume, what was that by the way, your musk when I dined on your sex, oh my, the thought of tasting you once again has me all stiff again. To that end I would like to take this one step further if you wish, and of course if Alan is willing. Sometimes the husbands get upset when you push too hard, and I suspect based on what Anne told me about him last night he would be like that, so I would suggest that we go easy for now but here is my suggestion, consider it and discuss it with Alan if you feel it is appropriate, only you would know that and the right time to mention it.

What I propose is this, up on Lake Stonewater we have a cottage, well actually a small timber frame house on a two acre wooded lot, what I propose is, assuming that is that Alan is agreable, is that two of us, either you and me or Alan and Anne go there for the long weekend. If this is rushing things too much I understand, I really like Alan and believe it or not I have a good idea how he must feel just now. However if he is agreeable then whoever stays behind can play house, or doctor or whatever it is they like, lol.

Consider it and see what you think, it is as you know a fairly exclusive area, and fully wooded you could walk around naked if you like, but even if Anne and Alan went there and we stayed behind it would be fantastic, I so want to taste you again, in an unhurried way .

Wayne

She read the letter twice, it was written this time in the style of writing the man she had felt connected with, the other letter was so formal, so clinical. Taking a deep breath, Marie began to pour her heart into the letter.

Wayne,

I just now opened your email, and how I wish I had opened it earlier in the day. I loved everything about last night. I have not been shown so much love and tenderness in such a long time. It was more then I could have imagined or hope for. Wayne, I don't have words to describe to you how you made me feel.

I know I have told you so many things about me, and you have shared your life with me, and I thank you for that. Anne is the lucky one. She recieves that attention from you as often as she wants, and I only got to savor it this one time.

I hope to again. Alan has agreed to let us continue a relationship, however he does say he doesn't want to see Anne right now, but he didn't say never, just not right now.

I'm sure your wondering how he and I reacted to the night. I wish I could tell you we were adult about it, but Alan was angry. He shut me out. We didn't talk the whole way home, and when we got home, he yelled at me for having had an emotional connection to you. I slept in the car, I refused to fight in our bed, so I slept there.

We spent the day together, talking and everything. I think we are ok now, it was a much needed talk and he has agreed to let me be with you again.

Wayne... I hate to bring this up to you. But, we didn't use birth control, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking, to wrapped in you. I doubt I'm pregnant, I am on the pill, but as I told Alan earlier, it isn't 100 % effective.

I can't wait to see you again, and I'll bring up the discussion of the cabin with Alan later.

Forever,
Marie

She read the letter again, then cut and copied a section to be printed and given to Alan.

Wayne,

Alan has agreed to let us continue a relationship, however he does say he doesn't want to see Anne right now, but he didn't say never, just not right now.
We spent the day together, talking and everything. I think we are ok, it was a much needed talk and he has agreed to let me be with you again.

Wayne... I hate to bring this up to you. But, we didn't use birth control, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking, to wrapped in you. I doubt I'm pregnant, I am on the pill, but as I told Alan earlier, it isn't 100 % effective.

I'll bring up the discussion of the cabin with Alan later.

Marie


She thought of what she was doing, but she just couldn't tear her husbands heart again, not after they had just worked on it a little bit. Marie hit send and then copied and pasted the artificial email into an old one from Wayne. When she printed it out, it resembled one of Wayne's emails. She would only give it to him if he asked, otherwise she wouldn't even use it.

Marie went down and deleted all her previous emails from Wayne and all the ones she had ever sent out to him. She felt the guilt of her actions weigh down on her as she shut the computer down for the night.

She put a smile on her face as she walked into the bedroom.



OOC:Now that was a colorful post!

 

[KoolAid]

Alan was propped up on the bed reading when Marie walked in. He was still reading after she had prepped and reentered the room wearing her bedclothes.

"Is it a good book?" She asked.

"I guess so." He shrugged. "It's interesting."

"Whats the title?"

"Self Matters?"

"What?"

"Self Matters. Dr. Phil wrote it. When you look in the mirror, who is truly hiding beneath that face?"

Marie look as if she were choosing her words to compose an answer.

"Don't bother dear. It was a rhetorical question. He claims creating your life from the inside out, challenges you to find your authentic self, thinking beyond the fears and excuses that have masked the person you've always wanted to be."

"Uh oh, the last book you read was on open marriage. What will I have to now?" Both of them broke out in genuine laughter.

"You'll be the first to know." He quipped. "By the way, did you hear from Wayne?"

"Yes."

"Well, what did he have to say?"

"I would expect that you have a good idea. He said he had a great night and wants to see me again."

"And might I ask. What did you tell him?" She handed him the edited folded note she had printed. Allthough the message was short, Alan studied it for several minutes. "What is this about a cabin discussion? I don't remember that."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie took back the paper, "Oh, that.." she thought to herself, about how stupid she had been. That one line had to be in there, but she had deleted the part about the other events.

"Wayne mentioned to me during our goodbye, about a cabin he and his wife own and wondered if he and I or you and Anne would like to spend a weekend up there together. I told him I'd ask."

She lifted her blouse from her body, and released the clasp of her bra, then pushed her shorts and panties down. Moving the blankets away, Marie slipped in next to her husband.

"I was going to bring it up to you, tomorrow, I really didn't want to talk about it tonight, I didn't want to upset you."

Placing a hand on his arm, she kissed him softly, "I figured tomorrow would have been better, then after everything today."

Rolling back to herside of the bed Marie propped herself up on her elbow. "If you want to discuss it now we can."

 

[KoolAid]

"Hmm..it might be fun to spend the weekend with Anne somewhere away from everything, including the distraction that you and Wayne could be." Alan speculated. "But where would you and Wayne go?" Before Marie could answer he slid over until he was pressed against her nude figure, and started moving the palm of his hand up and down her side, barely touching her flesh. Watching her with a good natured smirk on his face, he finally brust out laughing.

"I'm kidding honey." He said as he kissed her. "I was born at night, but it wasn't last night. My guess is that the plan is either the four of us or the two of you are to enjoy the cabin." He kiss her again, only this time it was deep. "I don't plan to go."

"Why not?" Responding to his oral probe in kind, massaging his backside and buttocks.

"Not sure." Kneading that sensitive area just below the back of her shoulder. "But that's OK."

With the hand from the arm against the bed she began stroking his growing member. Her head arched back as he began to kiss and muzzle her neck and the top of her breast, eliciting sighs and light moans.

"But I really hope you and Wayne have a good time." He pushed until she was laying on her back with him atop, their breathing steadily increasing in pace. "If you're lucky, you might have as much fun as you're going to have now." He kissed and sucked at her right nipple until it became rigid and thick, then performed the same on the left nipple, his hardened cock pushing against her middle. She adjusted and spread until the cock head poked directly against the cleft of her pussy. With his right hand Alan reached over to the bedside table, pulled out an object and held it up so she could see.

"There was a time when this was your favorite toy." He licked his finger and spread the moisture against the lips of her labia. "Wanna play?"

 

[OnHarry]

Anne parked her car, and walked into the house, "Hey babe, I'm finally home, and I'm starved!"

"Starved are you," he said in his best Yoda voice, "well let me tell you I am inspired today, we have for your delectation a Mushroom Risotto, accompanied by pork tenderloin cut into medallions, fast sauteed and finished with a Dijon Mustard Cream sauce. The meal will be complemented by a particularily tasty Gewurztraminer, from Alsace."

"Good she said, I want something to take the edge off."

"Would that be the E-mail you told me about earlier?"

"YES," she replied firmly.

"I thought about that, and maybe you are reading too much into it, I mean most guys are not that good at delivering a heartfelt reply."

"Yea whatever, when do we eat?"

Wayne served the supper and it did much to numb or at least take the edge off Anne's mood. Later when she was talking to one of her girlfriends, he went to the computer and checked his mail.

~~~~~


Wayne,

I just now opened your email, and how I wish I had opened it earlier in the day. I loved everything about last night. I have not been shown so much love and tenderness in such a long time. It was more then I could have imagined or hope for. Wayne, I don't have words to describe to you how you made me feel.

I know I have told you so many things about me, and you have shared your life with me, and I thank you for that. Anne is the lucky one. She recieves that attention from you as often as she wants, and I only got to savor it this one time.

I hope to again. Alan has agreed to let us continue a relationship, however he does say he doesn't want to see Anne right now, but he didn't say never, just not right now.

I'm sure your wondering how he and I reacted to the night. I wish I could tell you we were adult about it, but Alan was angry. He shut me out. We didn't talk the whole way home, and when we got home, he yelled at me for having had an emotional connection to you. I slept in the car, I refused to fight in our bed, so I slept there.

We spent the day together, talking and everything. I think we are ok now, it was a much needed talk and he has agreed to let me be with you again.

Wayne... I hate to bring this up to you. But, we didn't use birth control, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking, to wrapped in you. I doubt I'm pregnant, I am on the pill, but as I told Alan earlier, it isn't 100 % effective.

I can't wait to see you again, and I'll bring up the discussion of the cabin with Alan later.

Forever,
Marie

Wayne read and then reread several times the E-mail. He was flabbergasted and wondered what he should do, he and Anne had always been totally honest with each other, and he did now want to stop now. What was worrying him was Marie's reference to Alan and Anne. He was sure that this would merely inflame her anger against Alan.

He was also a bit concerned about what appeared to be an emotional attachement from Marie, one which if he really thought about it he shared. He had never connected with anyone the way he had with Marie, she was great, hell she was the best, save Anne who after 30 years of marriage knew him inside out.

He decided to send a reply to her and also decided to show the entire E-mail to Anne, though he knew from experience she would not be happy about Alan and his reaction to both Marie and her. Anne tended to take the side of the wife in these situations, which of course would work to the benefit of Marie and him, but would probably place Alan as odd man out.

He responded to Marie,

Marie; I am so sorry to hear that there was a problem with Alan however I am also glad you two worked it out. First let me assure you I had a vasectomy twenty years ago, after an unfortunate event, and you cannot get pregnant from me, though I admit it was rather callous of me not to tell you that.

As to the rest of your E-mail, you have no idea how relieved I am that we can see each other again, I really mean that, you have no idea, you are stimulus that drives my libido just now. If Alan does not want to meet Anne fine, and if he says you and I can meet even better, but I would strongly advise you make sure he is not just paying lipservice, to this. Saying he is okay is one thing, actually being permissive when he is at home alone may be a different matter entirely. I don't want to break up your marriage, I honestly don't. But god how I want you in my bed again, you are such a seething cauldron of sensuality , I can hardly describe how you affect me. Perhaps that was a bit over the top, but I mean it you are so desirable, and having met you in person, has not diminshed my desire for you, only fanned the flames.

Yours in desire Wayne

He wondered if that was too poetic, or at least to pseudo poetic, but after printing Marie's E-mail in it's entirety, he clicked send.

Then Wayne got up and steeled himself for the inevitable, and took the E-mail and gave it to Anne. He knew she would not be happy about Alan's reactions, and he was not sure how she would react to Marie's affectionate tone, but he also knew that Anne would quite likely be angry first, then for some strange reason horny as hell, and he would be the beneficiary. That is if she did not read too much into Marie's endearments.

 

[Babette_____]

Anne was resting on the bed, her black nightie and matching thong exposed for her husband's pleasure. Laying on her stomach, she flipped through the newest Victoria Secrets catalog. A pen in her hand as she filled out her next purchase.

"You are upset, aren't you?" Wayne asked.

"Huh, nope, why do you say that?"

"My credit card is laying beside you, and that list is getting longer."

Anne rolled over onto her back, her breasts peaking through the sheer material of her clothing. "I could be one of those women that go out and buy ugly clothes instead of these," she ran her hands over her breasts, and grazed her nipples with her fingers.

"What do you have there?" she asked. Wayne handed her the email from Marie.

Wayne,

I just now opened your email, and how I wish I had opened it earlier in the day. I loved everything about last night. I have not been shown so much love and tenderness in such a long time. It was more then I could have imagined or hope for. Wayne, I don't have words to describe to you how you made me feel.

I know I have told you so many things about me, and you have shared your life with me, and I thank you for that. Anne is the lucky one. She recieves that attention from you as often as she wants, and I only got to savor it this one time.

I hope to again. Alan has agreed to let us continue a relationship, however he does say he doesn't want to see Anne right now, but he didn't say never, just not right now.

I'm sure your wondering how he and I reacted to the night. I wish I could tell you we were adult about it, but Alan was angry. He shut me out. We didn't talk the whole way home, and when we got home, he yelled at me for having had an emotional connection to you. I slept in the car, I refused to fight in our bed, so I slept there.

We spent the day together, talking and everything. I think we are ok now, it was a much needed talk and he has agreed to let me be with you again.

Wayne... I hate to bring this up to you. But, we didn't use birth control, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking, to wrapped in you. I doubt I'm pregnant, I am on the pill, but as I told Alan earlier, it isn't 100 % effective.

I can't wait to see you again, and I'll bring up the discussion of the cabin with Alan later.

Forever,
Marie

"See, I told you he doesn't want to see me. Guess I wasn't as good as your precious Marie. Fuck, if she was so good, then why did he bother coming to me?"

"It doesn't say he never... "

Anne cut him off, "Forget it, I don't want to think of him, right now and your little woman, seems to be a bit heart struck over you." Anne got on her hands and knees and crawled across the bed. She watch Wayne's eyes take in her swaying tits, as she pressed onward towards the foot of the bed.

She sat on her knees and ran her hands up his chest, "Did you like her alot, baby?" her fingers reached around his neck, and brought his lips close to hers, "was she good, sweet heart?" Anne ran her tongue over his mouth, and then grabbed his cock with her other hand, "Do you desire her more then you desire me?"

Moving her hand up and down over his cloth covered rod, Anne moaned against his lips, her tongue dipped inside. "Have you forgotten how good I am?" She bit his lower lip, and slowly moved back to the head of the bed.

Pushing the catalog and the credit card away, Anne cupped her breasts and teased the nipples, her eyes locked on her husband's cock that was straining to be released.

"I'm a better fuck Wayne, and you know it," she whispered to him. Her finger slid down her trim stomach and slipped inside her wet pussy. "You still want this don't you?"

Anne knew he loved her, she didn't doubt it, so what if Marie was a good screw, so what if he liked her, he was married to Anne not Marie. Marie could fuck him every once in a while, she got to cum for him, whenever she wanted.

"How bad do you want me now, Wayne?"

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

"There was a time when this was your favorite toy." He licked his finger and spread the moisture against the lips of her labia. "Wanna play?"

Marie smiled down at her husband, her eyes enjoying the view of him between her thighs. She smirked, “Yes, it was one of my favorite toys, however yours is much better, but for tonight that will work.“

She watched as her husband slowly placed kisses on her stomach, closing her eyes, she felt the touch of his tongue against her clit, then his finger slide along the walls of her sex.
Her hips lifted slightly in a welcome invitation for him to love her, freely and openly. She sighed as she felt the artificial cock, slide against her clit, the vibrations had not yet begun, but she knew he would eventually treat her to that delicious feeling.

“Mmm,” she moaned, “its been a long time since you've done this for me.“ Marie couldn't remember the last time, that he had tried to give her pleasure first, before taking his fast and quick.

“God, Alan this is nice.”

She felt the hot air from his breath stir against her. The moisture that he had place on her from the finger he had licked was no longer alone, as was soon mixed with the juices of her sex.

He ran the head of the vibrator between her lips, then up to her clit once more. Alan turned on the toy and watched his wife's body lift high off the bed.

“Ohh God!” she cried out, having forgotten how much she enjoyed the sensation. Marie had used the toys before, but it was never the same as she had Alan use them on her.

The vibrator massaged her clit, forcing it to hum and pulsate beneath it. She begged for more, begged for him to fuck her with it.

Marie's fingers slid to her breasts and she rubbed them between her fingers. Looking at her husband, her eyes full of desire and love, she whispered, “Please Alan, please.”

Marie wanted much, she wanted the toy, she wanted his mouth, his teeth, his tongue. She thought perhaps she would throw caution to the wind and take his cock deep inside her, after all he had bought condoms. She continued to rub her breasts, as she saw him slide the vibrator further into the slick walls of her pussy, no she realized, condoms break, this is what they would do for now.

“Alan, I love you, ohhhh god, please, fuck me, taste me.. “ she pleaded what she wanted most, her husband loving her body.

 

[OnHarry]

In response to the last statement Wayne literally jumped out of bed pulled his pants down and his briefs in one deft moevement and stood there with his t shirt still on, and his cock standing out in front of him, he didn't bother with the T it would not impede him in any way.

Getting back onto the bed, he lay so his head was pointed towards her feet, his dripping cock near her face, then spreading her legs somewhat with little resistance from Anne, he moved his face closer to her pussy. Then he pulled the flimsy material away from her slit and sticking out his tongue he went to work on her. First he licked up and down the lips, and then the opening itself, which seemed to bloom more as he worked on her.

She, said in a husky voice, "make me come you bastard, eat me."

He went to with a will, and to aid the cause Anne pulled her lips apart with her hands exposing her small clit which Wayne couldn't help thinking was not as prominent as Marie's. He licked along the moist lips, and circled the clit but not touching it directly yet. He could sense Anne's growing tension as she practically growled at him, "suck that nub you prick stop teasing me."

He smiled, this showed she was really aroused, and so tentativly at first he started to flick the very tip of her clit, with his tongue, then he actually started to lick the tip, and the whole area surrounding it and he could tell even though he could not see that Anne had her head back and her eyes closed as her breathing became more and more shallow, until, suddenly her hips rose to meet his face and she went over the top.

Wayne immediatly started to lick her wet pussy with his tongue, licking inside and out furiously in his passion, in order to prolong the orgasm for her, until finally her lips were so sensitive she had to push him away. Smiling up at her his face glistening from her juices, he said deeply, "I'm not so bad myself am I?"

 

[KoolAid]

“Alan, I love you, ohhhh god, please, fuck me, taste me.. “ she pleaded what she wanted most, her husband loving her body

Alan's head went down slowly, kissing his way to the nether lips between her legs. His tongue probed between the puffy creases and slowly slid up to her throbbing clit, rapidly flicking, then back down and his tongue moved in and out of her wet pussy. She moaned softly, arched her back, and spread her legs even wider.

"God, you haven't forgot how to do that." she groaned.

He move back up to her waiting clit, and circled it with his tongue tongue before flcking across it. He matched his clit attention and speed with fucking her using the dild. As she approached orgasm, he teasingly slowed down.

"Please!" She begged "Don't stop."

He resumed his pace, and felt her hand on the back of his head pushing him into the sweet smell of her sex. He wrapped his lips around the swollen fleshy bulb and gently suck, while simultaneously maintaining the flicking action.

"OH GOD! WAY...ALAN! LICK THAT PUSSSY!' YES, THATS IT!" Her scream was loud and long, bucking violently, fucking the dildo and thrusting her clit against his tongue.

When she finally came down, Alan bought his lips to hers and kissed deeply so she tasted her own juices.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

When she finally came down, Alan bought his lips to hers and kissed deeply so she tasted her own juices.

Marie shook with released hunger, goose-bumps slowly began to ease off of her skin, as she felt the rest of her climax cease as Alan kissed her. She groaned against his lips, as she tasted the nectar of her own passion.

Smiling at him, she pushed his shoulder, and laid against him. Her side was pressed to his, her hand propped on her elbow while the other slowly began a walk down his chest. She grinned as she ran them over his ribs, then back up again, making his body tremble, and jerk with the gentle tickles of her fingers.

Marie laughed as he grabbed her hands, to stop her teasing. "I don't think that is a good idea." He told her, his hand coming up to her own ribs.

She jerked away, "Don't even go there!" she giggled.

"Go where?" he looked at his wife innocently.

Her lips pressed against his left nipple, and she pulled it with her teeth. She looked at his eyes, and watched them begin to glaze over. Marie sucked hard on his pinkened flesh, then slid her tongue slowly down the center of his body.

Her mouth rested over the curls of his sex, her nose pressing into them. "I think this needs attention, from your wife."

She grinned at his silent plea, a single thurst of his hips. Her tongue circled the head of his cock, and her hand guided his cock into her mouth. She licked and sucked on the head. Purring against it. Slowly she continued to guide the rod of her husband deeper into her mouth, for a moment she remembered last night and how wonderful Wayne's cock had been in her mouth and her pussy.

Her sex became wet as the fantasy began in her mind. Her mouth worked on her husband's rod, sucking and pulling at it. As she fucked her husband's cock with her mouth, her mind had Wayne fucking her pussy from behind. She moaned against Alan's cock.

Her fantasy carried her further, making her suck his cock, then release it to devour his balls. Marie took them both into her mouth, as she imagined Wayne's rod slamming into her pussy. She fucked her husband and her mind fucked them both.

She felt herself cumming again, her toes were curling. She wanted Alan's cum to release when her's did, so she moved her mouth back to his cock, and fucked it deeply.

Adjusting her jaw, she deep throated her husband, feeling his dick hit the back of her throat. "OHhhh Fuck Yess!!" she heard Alan yell to her. She worked her mouth faster as her finger slid into her wet pussy. "Ohhhh God Alan!" she yelled, during the brief moment she released his cock.

Quickly she pushed it back into her mouth, she exploded on her hand as Alan exploded inside the hot home of her mouth. She sucked his cum from his cock as he thrust it deep into her. Her fingers gathered her honey from the sloppy lips, and she felt her fantasy fade as Wayne's cock was pulled from her cunt.

Licking her lips, and then cleaning her husband's tool. She turned back to look at him, the afterglow of sex so purely written on his face. Moving around she licked up his chest, circled his nipples with her tongue, and pressed her lips to his neck. "You like, darling?"

 

[Babette_____]

Anne smirked at her husband. “Your wonderful love, but you only prolonged it, you haven't made me cum yet.” She looked at the cock that rested near her head.

Her fingers trailed up the inside of his thigh, “You know, I need that cock in my mouth, right now.” Grasping his leg, she squeezed it hard.

Wayne moved it over her head, and rested his cock against her lips. “Mmmm.... that's better, now I think you have some work to do.”

Anne felt his tongue hit her pussy once more, and her hand grasped his cock. She stroked it as he did her cunt, soon she was lapping at his balls, then sucking each ball hard, before letting them pop out of her mouth. She pushed her mouth against his body, and breathed in his sex. She pressed and prodded Wayne's balls, and her tongue massaged the package, that housed the white gift she wanted sliding down her throat.

She stroked his balls, then ran her tongue over his cock, licking from the base to the tip. Her tongue tasted his cock, as if she were a cat licking the bowl clean. That is what Anne wanted to lick her husband's tool clean, erasing all thoughts of Alan's disappointing email from her mind.

Her hips bucked against her husband's face, “FUCK YESSSS!!!” she screamed then took in his massive tool, and sucked hard on it. Her anger of being rejected fueled her fiery need, and she worked her husband's cock, feeling the rush of blood through the vein that was swollen from her attention.

She took his cock in, almost swallowing the member. Her body ground into his face. The walls of his shaft, grazed her teeth, and she felt his liquid heat shot at the back of her throat, just as she felt her own cum flood her husband's mouth.

 

[KoolAid]

Licking her lips, and then cleaning her husband's tool. She turned back to look at him, the afterglow of sex so purely written on his face. Moving around she licked up his chest, circled his nipples with her tongue, and pressed her lips to his neck. "You like, darling?"

There are times when the mind, body, and universe become one; when our souls vibrate in perfect harmony with that resonance which drives the cosmos. For some, this tranquil state occurs when gripped by a particular piece of music or art. Others enter this nirvana after intense and prolonged self-meditation. Many find themselves bathed in this blissful, endomorphin aided, serenity after powerful orgasms, bought on by impassioned loving sex between life partners.

Alan laid silently holding Marie, basking in just that afterglow. But gradually his stream of consciousness began to reappear, hastened greatly by a full bladder. After cleaning up, he resumed his position aside Marie, but he knew there was no returning to heaven until their next time.

"Tomorrow is Sunday isn't it?" Alan asked, taking her into his arms.

"I think so dear."

"Good, I can no longer keep my eyes open and I plan to sleep til noon. Good night."

"Good night."

"I love you."

"Luv you too."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

"Tomorrow is Sunday isn't it?" Alan asked, taking her into his arms.

"I think so dear."

"Good, I can no longer keep my eyes open and I plan to sleep til noon. Good night."

"Good night."

"I love you."

"Luv you too."

Marie watched him roll away, his back once more facing her. She tried not to let it hurt, she tried not to let the tear that threatened to spill over, but it did. She wiped it away quicky, and rolled over also.

Her tears fell softly to the pillow, her husband did not hear them, he slept deeply, out within seconds of turning from her. Her lips trembled. It had been beautiful, what they had done was something so touching to her.

She ached deep inside. No touching hugs, no words of pleasure of delight, a monotone I love you. God, how deeply this burned in her heart. Marie didn't understand what was wrong with her.

He could have used the restroom, come back and held her, told her wonderful it had been. But maybe it hadn't been, maybe she had failed him. He hadn't said anything, it was as if once more, when it was over, she was discarded, pushed away.

Marie moved from the bed, grabbed her robe, and used the restroom, then washed her husband's seed from her mouth. She brushed her teeth, cleansed him from her taste buds. Then she tied her robe closed, went outside and shed the tears she didn't want him to hear.

Soon her head ached, and she returned to her husband's side. She took a deep breath, and buried the pain deep inside her heart, locking it away, and praying that someday, he'd love her the way he did once before.

Sliding into bed she pressed herself to him, her arm wrapped around his waist. She loved him so very much, but he kept hurting her and she wasn't sure how much more pain she could handle.

 

[OnHarry]

After his session with Anne, Wayne felt invigorated oddly enough, as he often did after sex. Anne was intent on catching some sleep and Wayne was wide awake.

He went to the computer and sat down thinking initially to check some sites he watched closely but after his session with Anne he could not stop thinking about sex, and all it's ramifications. He considered for a while sending an E-mail to Marie, hoping against hope she would perhaps be online, tonight. Then just when he had decided to shut off the computer and go to bed he typed a message instead.

Marie;

I just finished an intense session with Anne, and while I know this is not what women in general want to hear, let me add this, most of the time I was giving pleasure to Anne, in my head I was giving it to you. I thought of your scent, your hair, your breasts, and even the curve in the small of your back. The way your breasts sit just so, when you lie on the bed, the ever so slight curl of your lower lip when you smile, and my god the wondorous bouquet of your sex, better than a bottle of Richbourg Burgandy, oh my you are so much in my mind and my being right now. Even though I did not lay with you tonight my very being was indeed with you body and soul.

To make love to you again, and then, after all the heaving and moaning and physical passion, to be able to hold your nude body to mine, to feel your back against my chest, your hair against my face, to stroke and caress your beautiful form, just to touch you, to stroke you, heaven could hold no greater attraction than that.

Sleep well my love for I shall not, without your essence and being to carry me to the sweetest slumber.

Wayne

He read the post several times and decided he had better not send it, it was too flowery and it could only do harm, no good. His finger was poised over the enter button and he decided he should not, when there was something behind him that distracted him. The cat had scented a raccoon outside and was getting very excited, Wayne turned around to see where the cat was, and as he did so his finger just barely touched the enter key, but it was enough.

"Shit, she reads that tonight and I don't know what I will do," he erased, it from the send file and the trash can and made sure that no trace of that message remained at his end, but it was lodged now in Marie's in box.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie felt the warm rays of the early morning sunshine glowing down on her. She stretched her arms and legs and released a large yawn. She looked over at her husband, still sleeping. Remembering that he wanted to sleep in she quietly slipped out of bed, and headed to the bathroom.

After her shower, and morning absolutions, Marie headed into the kitchen, and started the morning coffee. She grabbed a bagel, smeared the cream cheese on it, then headed into the study.

Logging onto the computer, Marie typed up her email. Her leg resting on the stool by her desk, she leaned back in her chair relaxing while the creamy cheese stirred her taste buds.

She saw the mail icon pop up, clicking it she saw Wayne's email. Opening it up she felt her heart thump in surprise. Wayne's words were touching, caressing her skin as if he were here with her. She read it over and over, then with sadness in her heart she hit the delete and empty trash button, clearing the letter from her hardr-drive.

Marie, thought about what to tell him, then decided she had always been honest with Wayne, she needed to be honest with him now.

Wayne,

I love to be in your arms again. I ache for it. The words you shared with me, about you thinking of me why you made love to Anne reminded me of my own night. I thought of you, as Alan and I had sex. Our session was nice, but afterwards he didn't hold me at all, well he held me, but he didn't say anything about our night.

Maybe I'm reading to much into it. I don't know.

I am able to be go to the cabin with you. I can't wait! Please let me know when I need to meet you or where.

I wish I could write more, but I'm running short on time,

All yours,
Marie

Hitting the send button and deleating the sent mail files, Marie hurried back to the kitchen and quickly grabbed her coffee and moved back to the her bedroom. She grabbed a book, and began reading it. Enjoying the peace within the walls of her home.

 

[KoolAid]

The smell of fresh coffee traveled through the house and like a long lost friend, entered Alan's senses, gently rousing him from a solid night's sleep. He reached for Marie and was a little dissappointed to find her spot empty, but shrugged it off and swung his feet to the floor. Pausing for just a few moments, to allow his brain to defog, he rose and walked to the kitchen intent on feeding his caffeine addiction. It was then that he saw Marie sitting in the corner reading.

"Good morning." He greeted. "Thanks for putting the coffee on." As he went through the doorway, he suddenly poked his head back through and winked. "If you weren't already married, I'd ask you to marry me."

After showering, shaving, and dressing he returned to the kitchen for his second cup, stopping to kiss his wife.

"Have you had breakfast?" Why don't I make us an omelet?"

She explained that she had already eaten, but thanked him for the offer. Alan started to pulled the pan out, but then decided the effort of preparing an omelet for one wasn't worth it. He chose cold cereal instead.

After pouring his third cup of java, he sauntered to the study to check his email. There was the usual junk-guaranted penis enlargement pills, hot dames that wanted to meet him via their triple x websites, can't miss investiment opportunities, and dirt cheap software. He deleted all of it, then went to the "Deleted Files" box and permanently emptied an accumulation of a couple of hundred files.

Then the internal debate erupted. Mentally kicking himself for the spying, he opened his wife's mailbox. It was empty. She had deleted everything, including Wayne's messages, but why? Was she just being neat or was there another reason? He eyed the "Deleted Files" box, and for a long while just sat there before he eased the pointer and double clicked.

Marie;

I just finished an intense session with Anne, and while I know this is not what women in general want to hear, let me add this, most of the time I was giving pleasure to Anne, in my head I was giving it to you. I thought of your scent, your hair, your breasts, and even the curve in the small of your back. The way your breasts sit just so, when you lie on the bed, the ever so slight curl of your lower lip when you smile, and my god the wondorous bouquet of your sex, better than a bottle of Richbourg Burgandy, oh my you are so much in my mind and my being right now. Even though I did not lay with you tonight my very being was indeed with you body and soul.

To make love to you again, and then, after all the heaving and moaning and physical passion, to be able to hold your nude body to mine, to feel your back against my chest, your hair against my face, to stroke and caress your beautiful form, just to touch you, to stroke you, heaven could hold no greater attraction than that.

Sleep well my love for I shall not, without your essence and being to carry me to the sweetest slumber.

Wayne

Wayne,

I love to be in your arms again. I ache for it. The words you shared with me, about you thinking of me why you made love to Anne reminded me of my own night. I thought of you, as Alan and I had sex. Our session was nice, but afterwards he didn't hold me at all, well he held me, but he didn't say anything about our night.

Maybe I'm reading to much into it. I don't know.

I am able to be go to the cabin with you. I can't wait! Please let me know when I need to meet you or where.

I wish I could write more, but I'm running short on time,

All yours,
Marie

Alan had played football in high school, and had once taken a helmet in the stomach at full speed. The hit took his breath away, and his gut ached for days. He was now experiencing that same feeling, and decided against any additional reading. He left the study in a daze, found the morning paper, plumped down on the sofa in living room., turned to the sports page and pretended to read.

 

[OnHarry]

Wayne read the Email from MArie and smiled. "Good" he thought. He looked at the screen and read it again , then again, finally he called Anne over and showed it to her.

Whatever Anne thought personally, she did not say much aloud, rather all she did say was, "I have to work all next weekend anyway, and since sourpuss could care less if he sees me or not then why not then?"

"I will ask her, but I have to consider sour puss as you say, he does have feelings to, I am sure."

"Whatever," Anne said, with more than a casual turn of her head as she went to get the paper and start the cross word.

Wayne, Said to Anne, I will send her a reply then I will take you out for brunch and we can go and check out that new antique mall you wanted to see."

"Good idea," replied Anne with somewhat more enthusiasm.

Marie:

I was glad to get your response this morning, and look forward to meeting again. Anne has to work all next weekend so if you are agreeable, and Alan has no objections, perhaps, we could meet then.

Take it up with Alan and let me know what is what. I look forward to hearing from you.

Wayne

This seeemd a bit formal but if she was to show it to Alan he decided he should be somewhat more circumspect.

After that was done Wayne got up changed his clothes and he and Anne went out for the day.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie glanced over at Alan, seeing him intently reading his paper, she had been thinking the home time about the wink and the comment about what he said about marrying her. She laughed, and thought that he was exceptionally silly this morning.

She smiled inside, her thoughts of last night on her mind. Maybe he didn't realize that he had done something wrong, perhaps, he thought she knew how he felt. Marie told herself she should just come out and ask him, how last night was. But she didn't know how to do that. She didn't want to come across, as "was I better then Anna," in reality she was somewhat scared of the answer. What if Anna was better in bed then she was, would she beable to deal with it?

Marie thought about the rest of the days activites. They didn't have any scheduled plans, but she didn't want to spend the rest of the day doing nothing. Rising from her seat, she walked over to Alan and placed her hand on his paper, peeking over it, she smiled.

"Honey, what do you want to do today?" She waited, for him to look up at her. Assuming he was finishing up an article, she moved her hand from the paper, and waited patiently.

 

[KoolAid]

Alan heard the question..or at least the sound voicing the question, but it took some time to register.

"Hmmmm? Oh, ... I hadn't given it a thought. What would you like to do? You know, sometimes its OK to do nothing..maybe get some reading done, catch a little football, or a good afternoon nap?" He took Marie's hand and pulled her at his side onto the sofa. Raising his arm, she rested her head on his shoulder.

"This is nice." He said. "I could dig sitting here with you in my arms the rest of the day. Let's see what Turner Classics has on the shedule."

He might lose Marie, but not without a fight. He could flare up and confront her with the fact that he knew she wasn't being honest with him, but how would that help? He could distance himself and act moody, but how would that help? Nope..his only chance was to show her his love.

"Hey, there's an old Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers flick in about an hour." He said after checking the schedule. "If you're game, I'll make some popcorn, ice a couple of cokes, and play with the baby's mama while Fred plays with Ginger."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

She smiled up at him, "That sounds perfect," she stood up, "while you do that we'll see if medical science still reigns true 99.9 % of the time, and I'll take that test."

Marie leaned up, her hand on his neck and pulled him to her, "I love you," she kissed his lips, and ran her tongue over his. She stood up, and headed towards their room. She looked back at him, "Alan, I.... " she wanted to say something, she just didn't know what. "I would marry you again."

Her heart heavy, she went back and found the test. Thoughts ran through her head. She would marry him again. She loved him very much, there were just things she didn't like, things that he no longer saw in her.

She sighed and opened the box of the early pregnancy test. Sitting down on the bed, she laughed over the last time she took one of these. She and Alan had been wanting positive result, and now she sat here wanting negative results.

Standing up, she moved to the bathroom, reading the directions on the way. She read them three times, making sure exactly what one line meant and what two lines meant, and what it meant if it was pink and what it meant if no lines showed up. Shaking her head, she wondered if a damn blood test would be easier to read.

Marie administered the test and set the small timer, that was on the clock in her bedroom. She laid on the bed, curled in a ball, did she want it negative again? The timer went off, and she headed back to the bathroom.

Thoughts of holding a baby in her arms, filled her. She and Alan had wanted children. Couldn't this baby be hers and his, they had made love prior to her meeting with Wayne? She didn't want to be pregnant with another man's child. She wanted Alan's baby, her baby.

Marie's hand shook, as she picked up the long, white, plastic test tube. Her fingers held it and she read the results. A tear fell down her cheek, and she sat down on the toilet. She would need to tell Alan, and email Wayne, they both needed to know the results.

She wondered what each would say, she slowly moved towards the kitchen to tell her husband. Marie watched him, he didn't know she was seeing him. He had no clue her eyes followed him. Shaking her head she turned away.

As if in a trance, she chose to take the easy way out, and tell the one that only mattered a little bit to her, before she broke the heart of her husband. She sat at the computer, prepared to email Wayne, when she noticed the screen.

Closing her eyes, more tears fell. How could she have been so stupid? How could she have been so cruel to the love of her life? Her fingers shook as she deleted the email that Alan had found confessing her fantasy to Wayne, she knew he had read it. He had been the last in the study.

Taking a deep breath she looked in her in box. Two emails from Wayne existed, she couldn't remember having missed one, but she did. It showed it had not yet been opened. She opened the newest one first.

Marie:

I was glad to get your response this morning, and look forward to meeting again. Anne has to work all next weekend so if you are agreeable, and Alan has no objections, perhaps, we could meet then.

Take it up with Alan and let me know what is what. I look forward to hearing from you.

Wayne

Marie went back and read the one she had missed.

Marie; I am so sorry to hear that there was a problem with Alan however I am also glad you two worked it out. First let me assure you I had a vasectomy twenty years ago, after an unfortunate event, and you cannot get pregnant from me, though I admit it was rather callous of me not to tell you that.

As to the rest of your E-mail, you have no idea how relieved I am that we can see each other again, I really mean that, you have no idea, you are stimulus that drives my libido just now. If Alan does not want to meet Anne fine, and if he says you and I can meet even better, but I would strongly advise you make sure he is not just paying lipservice, to this. Saying he is okay is one thing, actually being permissive when he is at home alone may be a different matter entirely. I don't want to break up your marriage, I honestly don't. But god how I want you in my bed again, you are such a seething cauldron of sensuality , I can hardly describe how you affect me. Perhaps that was a bit over the top, but I mean it you are so desirable, and having met you in person, has not diminshed my desire for you, only fanned the flames.

Yours in desire Wayne

Marie sat there stunned, in shock the words vasectomy and you cannot get pregnant from me screamed at her. She stood with shaky legs, and walked back to the kitchen. Alan was still there, his back to her. "He had a vasectomy and I can't get pregnant by him." She held the test out to her husband, hoping he was as happy as she was over the positive results. "Guess we are the 0.01 % that the pill failed on."

 

[OnHarry]

Wayne and Anne went out but rather than just an ordinary Sunday brunch, Wayne decided what was needed was somehing special, so they went to a restaurant that served a special lunch on Sundays as opposed to a buffet. They had a nice lunch, an oriental sesame salad for Anne, served with a grilled Teriaki Chicken breast sliced decorativly over top, and for Wayne some smoked salmon, and rice.

After lunch and a fairly reasonble bottle of off dry Riesling as it went much better with Anne's salad, they were both in a good mood, especially Anne who was laughing now and seemed quite happy.

They spent the afternoon going throught the antique mall, and then went home to have a light supper, before settling in for the evening with a movie or two as neither of them had to be anywhere on Monday morning.

Wayne did a quick look at his Email's while supper was cooking and seeing nothing new, shut off the computer for the night.

 

[KoolAid]

She held the test out to her husband, hoping he was as happy as she was over the positive results. "Guess we are the 0.01 % that the pill failed on."

Alan fought hard to maintain control. He knew that if he was not successful the scene would be ugly, but then again, what difference did it make? What in the fuck was he trying to save?

"I feel like going out a while." He said through tight lips, as he got up, walked to the bar, and picked up his keys.

"Where are you going?" He lost it.

"OUT DAMMIT!" He screamed. "Why don't you go see your baby's daddy? Get in those arms you ache for." He raised his hands and made quotation marks with his fingers. "Who knows, might even be able to get in another good screw for the weekend." The door slammed behind him.


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Amanda was cleaning house when the phone rang. It wasn't a chore she usually completed on a Sunday morning, but she had stayed with a girlfriend Friday night and all day Saturday. The plans were originally for the visit to extend through Sunday, but after the awkwardness of the rejected proposition, she had decided it best to return home. It wasn't planned. They had been talking and laughing when her friend stepped out of the shower wearing an open robe. She mistakenly took it as an invitation.

"Hello." She thought it was her friend trying to make amends.

"Amanda. This is Alan."

"Yes Alan. Good to hear your voice." Though shocked, she was please.

"I was just wondering. Would you like to hang out awhile."

"Hang out?"

"Sure, spend some time together?"

"I'd love you. Why don't you come here?"

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

"OUT DAMMIT!" He screamed. "Why don't you go see your baby's daddy? Get in those arms you ache for." He raised his hands and made quotation marks with his fingers. "Who knows, might even be able to get in another good screw for the weekend." The door slammed behind him.

Marie stood in the kitchen, her jaw left hanging her body somewhat stooped. If someone had seen her at that moment, they would have not been able to reach her. She was numb. Her chest felt like someone was stepping on it, and they wouldn't ease up. Staring into emptiness, then she slid to the floor, and laid her hands in her lap.

An hour past then another, her body refusing to move, refusing to allow a tear to fall. She still had not spoken, and rarely blinked. Suddenly as if an alarm sounded in her body, she stood up, and tugged her clothes, smoothing them out.

Her lips trembled, as she walked around the house. She made herself a salad, and a glass of ice water. Both she finished, before going to the internet. As if in a trance she went to one of the search engines and typed in the name of the company that had made the pregnancy test.

She read the information. She did the math. The test said as soon as the first day of a missed period. Once more she moved. Once more her mind trying to regain control of her actions. She would find out, she would learn all she could. Marie walked to her calander that she kept on her bed.

Her next cycle was to start today. It hadn't. She thought over when the last time she and Wayne had intercourse. Marie came up with possible one or two o'clock on Saturday morning. Figuring in her head, if by some freak of womanly nature, she started her period on the exact day it was scheduled, which by her accounts should have been sometime today. The likely hood she was pregnant by Wayne was astronomical.

Marie sighed. She knew he was in shock, that perhaps he just wasn't comprehending, or doing the math right. They had made love before the night they had all gotten together. Surely he'd realize and remember this, surely he'd be home soon.

Shivers ran through her. She went back online and researched more information. She typed in pregnancies after a vesectomy. Marie learned that 1 in 2500 pregnancies occur after a vesectomy. So, she was out of the woods 100%, but 99.9%, just like the pill. Again her chest felt heavy.

The only thing she could think of was waiting. Marie needed to find out how far along she was. First she wanted to answer Wayne's email. He was her lover, but he was also her friend, and right now she needed a friend.

She took a deep breath, and began her email.

Wayne,

I'm just wanting to let you know I've gotten your emails, and I'm sorry I haven't gotten to answer them till now. I have been very busy today. I cross-stitched and then took a much needed rest, even enjoyed a light salad.

Not very exciting is it, but I find myself bored right now, and thought I would write you a quick jot.

This weekend at the cabin won't work after all. I'm sorry about that. Perhaps later on, I hope though that until we are able to meet again, we'll continue to keep in touch.

Well I have to go, I'll talk with you again later.

Marie.

She hit send, then sat there staring at the screen. Then she reached for her phone, and dialed the number to her second best friend, since Alan had not yet returned home.

The phone rang, and the sound of her mother's voice came over the wire. Marie's lips trembled as the first tear finally fell, "Hi mom...."

 

[KoolAid]

Amanda searched quickly through her closet and found her Carolina Blue slinkly lace up tube dress with side slits. After removing her jeans, she stepped to the lingerie drawer and pulled out a thong of matching color. Sporting various poses and angles, she checked her form out in the mirror, including the sitting position with legs parted slightly. A quick touch of makeup and a dab of perfume and she was ready when the doorbell rang.

"Alan." She greeted with a wide smile, as she opened the door. "Come in. I'm glad you came. Just look over my appearance. This was a surprise."

"Oh you're fine. Mighty fine."

She took his arm and led him toward the den. "Would you like a drink?"

'Now, that's the best idea I've heard all day. Got any bourbon and coke? Light on the coke."

"I think I can russell something up. Now, you sit down and rest while I fix a couple." The area from den to kitchen was open, separated only by a bar. "Tell me." She called out. "Why am I so lucky today?"

"I don't know. Did you win some money?"

Amanda burst out laughing. "No silly." She said. "I mean why am I so lucky as to have your presence in my home?"

"Let's just say that I needed a friend."

"Hmmm." Thought Amanda. "There's trouble at home. Well, if he gives me a chance, I can help him forget his troubles."

"Would you like to talk about it?"

"Not right now."

She sat at the sofa almost opposite the easy chair he occupied. Very discreetly, her legs lightly parted. They talked about the office and general chit chat until after his second very strong drink.

"Alan. I can tell you're hurting and that hurts me." She patted the empty place just to her side. "Come over here and tell me about it. It'll make you feel better."

"Sure, why not?" He rose and sat close to her side, close enough for their bodies to brush. "You'll probably kick me out when I tell you."

"I doubt that." She placed her hand on his thigh.

"It started when I asked my wife to swing."

"What?"

"I asked Marie about swinging...you know...her seeing other men and me dating other women."

"I'm sorry Alan. I think it was a very reasonable and honest request"

"You do?"

"Sure, but there are some possessive type women who can't handle it. She blew up huh?"

"No...she agreed." Amanda placed her glass down and gave a confused look. "It's just that she had already been seeing." He continued. "Well not exactly seeing..but having a cyber affair with another man."

"Oh Alan!" She grasp his face with both hands and pulled his head to her busom. "You were honest and she was dishonest! My word."

'It gets even worse. She's probably pregnant by him."

"Great." She thought. "No child support and probably no alimony."