My Dirty Secrets Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

My Dirty Secrets Chapter 3

... nights. She dressed and finally came out of our room.

"Hey, sweetie, I'm heading in a bit early tonight," she said, kissing me.

"You sure you're alright?" I asked

"Yeah, of course, just a busy week. Lots of girls are out, ya know, so I want to get in there," She said, kissing me again and rushing out the door.

This was different from my wife's usual routine. She had her hair done when usually she wore an elastic headband and a ponytail or a bun. She never wore perfume to work, and I could distinctly smell her perfume floating through the house. Was I reading too much into this, or was it guilt or what?

"Where's Lissa?" Jessi said as she bounced up the stairs.

"Your nails look nice," I said, noticing her lavender nails with white tips.

"Thanks, where's Melissa?" Jessi asked again quizzically.

"Work," I laughed. "Don't ask. Your guess is as good as mine," I said, stumped.

"Hungry? I can order pizza," she asked, wrinkling her nose.

"I'm good with that, or you can order from that sandwich shop you like, and I'll buy," I said with a wink.

Everyone hated this little sandwich place, but Jessi loved it. If it was just the two of us, I didn't mind their food that much, and from the look on Jessi's face, this change made her pretty happy. That made me feel better than any pizza place could.

The sandwiches weren't bad, and we watched TV like usual. It was an odd evening, considering the night before, I'd had some of the most fantastic sex ever with ...

... her.

"I'm not an expert on this, but should we talk about last night?" I asked, muting the television.

"I'm glad you asked," Jessi said, popping off the couch.

She walked up to me and grabbed my hands, pulling me so I'd stand up. She held my hand with her soft, soft fingers in mine. She led me through the back door, stopping to grab my cigarettes on the way out. I lit one for myself, and she cleared her throat, obviously insinuating that she'd like one, too.

"Am I buying for two now?" I chuckled.

"So, what did you want to talk about?"

"I don't know exactly."

"Well, I don't expect you to divorce Melissa and run off into the sunset because we had sex," Jessi said bluntly.

"I don't want to ignore what happened between us or the obvious feelings attached," I explained.

Jessi took a minute and puffed on her cigarette before responding.

"I don't know what to do either. I do know you care about me and her," She paused as the end of the cigarette began to glow again. "We start here and figure it out. There is no sense in making problems where none exist." She said with a sense of wisdom.

Jessi was an intelligent girl, more competent than she was given credit for sometimes. For being a clumsy person who often didn't think things through, she had a better grasp on this than I did. Looking at her, I saw she was still irresistible to me. Her lavender nails were sexy, and her chest was anything but covered. She had some denim cutoff shorts on that were just ...