Always Faithful - Chapter Seven - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Seven

... Dan. I also want to decide for myself which of my men get my favors. I want to, and I will, favor you over Greg at times, most of the time I hope.” Dan kissed his wife softly for her expression. “I want you to go to him this Friday. I want you to spend the night. I want to get used to sleeping alone knowing you are with Greg. Let me have the knowledge this time; you can try surprises in the future.” “Hello boss lover, kisses to you tonight. – - I didn’t interrupt anything, did I? – - Your blonde bimbo is already gone for the night? – - Just kidding, darling. – - Your brunette lover would consider a proposal for Friday night if you can manage to work her into your busy schedule. – - Why don’t you pick me up at seven? – - Yes, here at home, don’t most men call for their dates at their home? – - Yes, he is. – - Probably Saturday sometime, we can decide that later. – - Great, oh yes, wear a good suit or something nice, I’ll dress too. – - No, not your tux, just dress nice. – - I’ll let you decide the agenda. - - Okay, goodnight darling, kisses.” Laura put her phone on the table. “Could you follow the conversation okay?” “Yeah, pretty straightforward, do you tease him like that at work too?” “Yeah, not always, but he gets his share.” “You can be diabolical, you know that?” “Yeah to that too, I can be. Okay Dan, you can participate this time. I’ll try not to push you too much further than you are willing to go, but I will push. Until Friday night at seven, I am yours, totally and ...

... faithfully yours. At 6:59 I will kiss you goodbye until Greg returns me. At 7:00 I become Greg’s until he brings me home. Can you live with that much?” “Yes, thank you for taking my wishes into account this time. It’s important to me.” “I know it is important Baby; I love you.” > > > > - - Friday evening at 6:59 Dan got his promised kiss. Laura handed him her cell phone, “Would you put this on the charger for me, the battery shows a little low?” At 7:01 the door bell rang. “Have a good time, I mean that.” Dan turned to walk away. “Wait!” Laura answered the bell. “Hello darling, don’t you look handsome tonight.” Greg kissed his date and then, “A corsage for my lady love.” Laura guided Greg’s hand under her bodice to pin the flowers, and gave another kiss. Both bid farewell to Dan; Greg promised only to return Dan’s wife safely. No time was mentioned, none was implied. Romance is having my lover come for me at husband’s hearth and be my escort to this exclusive dinner club. Romance is my handsome boss Greg in that Italian suit of silk and wool. Romance is how right, how confident Greg and I appear coupled as the maitre de seats us at our table. Romance is the corsage of roses Greg pinned to my dress under my husband’s eyes. Yes, that last act is wicked romance. Laura reveled in random thoughts of romance as she began her dinner date. Greg complimented her dress; he remembered it from the photographs. Laura was wearing gold tonight; it had a low scooped neckline. When Laura had ...