The House Husband - Sex Stories

The House Husband

... can chat like adults now we've got the sex out of the way," she chuckled slightly. To his own surprise, Graham did sit down. This wasn't awkward, or weird. Well, ok it was a bit weird, but certainly he didn't feel like he had to rush straight out in panic the way he would have assumed he would. She made him feel relaxed, comfortable almost. It did make him a little off-guard. As she sat down across from him again with fresh coffees, he looked at her more closely. Her eyes were so vibrant, so full of life and mischief. She had clearly been through a lot with the divorce and now she was raising her little girl on her own, but she had a relaxed demeanour, and a way of putting you at ease almost immediately which he found very attractive. "Cupcake?" she offered. Taking a delicious looking, expertly iced cake from her, he bit into it. My God, he thought, she can bake. The icing was thick and a dollop found it's way on to the end of his nose as he bit. Sally giggled. "Here, let me get that for you." She leaned close to his face and delicately licked the icing off with the very tip of her tongue. She pressed her lips to his and pushed sugar coated tongue between them. He sucked it off greedily. Leaning back completely in her chair, as if nothing had happened, she asked "So, the school. Your little girl has been going for a while, is it as good as they say it is?" Graham had to try hard to focus, which she seemed to be doing with ease. "Yes, erm, yes it is a highly performing school, ...

... the fees are extortionate as you'll know, but overall my Mollie is really happy there. The social side of things is great. Is your daughter in the end of term play?" "Yes, we managed to get her a small part, even though it had more or less all been cast by the time we got here. She takes her drama abilities from her mother I think! At least that's what Richard always said." She took a large sip of coffee. "So what happened with you and your husband then? If you don't mind me asking that is." "No it's fine, I don't mind talking about it now, it was a relief to have it all over and done to be honest, He was fucking his secretary, I retaliated by blowing our gardener. No major love left in the relationship, and we both wanted out. He was a miserable man, good luck to his new tart, she'll need it. He's a complete narcissist as well, pathetic really. He was quite a lot older than me, but I never cared at first, then it became obvious I was just for show, and that as long as he could still screw any busty blonde that passed through his office doors then he was happy to throw money my way and pay for a nice house. That grew old very quickly. I filed for divorce, got it on the grounds of infidelity, and took a nice hefty wadge of his cash. He did get my Aston, but I have a new Merc coming next week. I'd still walk Fiona to school though! And that's pretty much it." "Fair enough. I suppose it's better it's ended then, for you especially." "Indeed." she looked at her watch. "Shit, I'm ...