Always Faithful - Chapter Thirty-Four - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Thirty-Four

... language at the breakfast table, Mrs. Patron, Dan asked and I can’t think of a better way to tell what happened.” “Don’t worry my dear; sometimes we need that as women, don’t we?” LF’s jaw dropped as Dan and older woman friend both reached in support to touch Mrs. Patron as if choreographed. Who is the sex animal of those three, all three at times? I wonder? “Your wife just waltzed into my studio, ripped my clothes off, and used my sex, my body and my mind. She never undressed, jeans and a blouse; she freshened her makeup when she was through and left me laying there. Laura saw what I needed when I opened the door, maybe she knew the moment she heard my voice on the phone.” “Wow! Laura can be like that though, even more so since she began her affair with Greg.” LF offered her opinion of Laura. “Greg just set her free Dan; she is a natural sexual animal. When she left, at the door with me a puddle on the floor, she said she wanted to look just like I did next time.” “Did she, did you?” “I haven’t heard from her since then, not a word.” > > > > - - Except that she once again had two primary residences in town, plus a third in San Francisco, Laura’s life changed least. At their Sunday brunch in late April, Laura went over her upcoming plans “Greg’s birthday is coming up, end of the month.” Dan nodded understanding and poured coffee. “I want to spend a couple of weeks with him, and then our birthday date, of course. I also have to do a two week trip to San Francisco at the start ...

... of June.” “I need to visit BL soon, maybe we can coordinate something. Either together in San Francisco, or when you are here, depending on what all you have scheduled out there.” Laura laughed at Dan’s subtle reminder about her neighbor Upper Floor. “We’ll see, maybe we can work something out. Let me check this coming week, okay?” In the division of Laura’s time they agreed to Dan had Laura as wife the first and last weeks of May. There was a caveat though; Greg would call for Laura on his birthday and they would consummate the signature moment of their affair, Greg’s birthday dinner date. During the middle of the month, Laura would once again be Mrs. Greg, would wear his ruby ring on her left hand, and the diamond ring and wedding band Dan bestowed in solemn ceremony would once again reside in the box Artsy had provided. Their life together as husband and wife only seemed less strained; their permutations were demanding, but they struggled through. “Can we talk a minute about what I might have scheduled out there, as you call my other job, or would you rather just let me and San Francisco happen?” “We can talk, I guess. You still don’t tell Greg about that part of your life?” “No, I don’t think he would understand, or approve, and I want to have a little secret from him. He doesn’t know about LF either.” “LF told me, told all of us, she called and you took care of her.” “Bitch! I’ll deal with her next time.” “LF said you asked her to deal with you next time.” Laura looked ...