Claire's Conception - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Claire's Conception - Part 3

... of the weekend. He’s going home on Sunday afternoon. His train leaves at three and I have to be at the airport at four so you’ve got all day today, all night tonight and most of tomorrow. Do whatever you want to. Go out for the day, stay in bed all afternoon – whatever you want. I’ll take the kids somewhere they’ll enjoy.” She smiled…”Thank you...” “And you’d better get washed and dressed before our beloved son sees his mother naked!” I added, indicating her see-through robe that had fallen open while we talked, exposing her red, swollen, angry-looking vulva. Claire quickly wrapped herself up and half ran to our bedroom. I heard the door closing quickly. I busied myself with separating the kids from the TV and getting them around the kitchen table, the oldest sulking in her inimitable style. A few spoons of sugary cereal later (another treat their mother would not normally permit) the atmosphere was more jovial when Simon entered the room sheepishly, eyeing me carefully and dressed in tight jeans and a collarless pullover. He looked simply gorgeous, even I could tell that and the two girls began to simper in a nauseating manner that I’m sure their mother would have replicated if she had been there. “Um... Morning Tim... um...” he mumbled. I felt sorry for him in a way. How do you greet a host whose wife you have just comprehensively fucked? “Morning!” I replied cheerfully, “any sign of Claire?” “She’s... um... She’s gone back to bed. She’s... tired...” He could barely look ...

... at me and looked pretty tired himself. “That’s okay. I was planning to take the kids out today,” I continued to cries of ‘Daddy!’ and ‘Where? Where?’ from the three kids, “so you’ve got the whole day to yourselves.” Simon looked as if Christmas had come twice. “You mean...” “I mean you mustn’t worry. It’s all alright. I mean it’s ALL alright, understand me?” I gave him a meaningful look. “Just make sure you look after her, okay?” Simon smiled and nodded. “I promise!” He joined the kids for breakfast. They were immensely fond of him and were disappointed he couldn’t come on our day out but were soon consoled by the promise of going out to dinner and watching a DVD with him that night. As he left the kitchen to join his lover he whispered urgently. “What about Nicky? She mustn’t ever know,” his voice was agitated; Nicky must be the tall blonde girlfriend. I smiled. “Relax, Simon. Discretion is one of the first things I learned about this... lifestyle. If you don’t ever tell then we won’t ever tell!” *** After breakfast Simon rejoined Claire in the guest room for a rest – a real one this time and I won myself Father of the Month award by taking the three monsters to the zoo, with burgers for lunch – another item banned by Claire but while the cat’s away... We ate dinner together in the local TGI Friday’s and talked of the day. The kids were over the moon having seen two elephants mating and kept embarrassing their mother terribly by asking awkward questions about her current ...