Life Is Strange Ch. 1 - Sex Stories

Life Is Strange Ch. 1

... we have fun hanging out together. Of course, I’ll do it.”

Bob and I took off on our trip, and I called Dawn every night with my cock in my hand for an update. The first night was pretty tame since the two of them hadn’t been home from work all that long. I didn’t hear anything interesting until Tuesday evening. Dawn answered on the second ring. “Hey, Baby! How's it hangin'?”

“Right now, it’s not so much hanging as pointing toward my chin. How are things with Kim?”

Her laugh tickled me. “What? No, how’s your day been? No, I miss you, Honey? You went right to the subject dear to your pervy little heart.”

“So, how was your day, Dear?”

She wasn’t going to let me slide. “Oh, no, Mister. It’s too late now. You're in trouble, and your punishment will be determined at a later date. You should be very afraid.”

“My humble apologies, my goddess. You gonna tell me or not?”

I loved her laugh and let her get it out of her system. “Sorry to disappoint you, David, but nothing much happened.”

I was skeptical, to say the least. “Define nothing much.”

Her voice got soft and sexy. “We snuggled on the couch while we watched a movie. There may have been some kissing.”

“I see. Some kissing like a smooch on the cheek or some kissing like tongues may have been involved?”

“There were no tongues involved on the couch…We didn’t do that until we were in bed.”

This was getting good. “Is kissing all of the nothing much, or are there other things you would like to tell ...

... me?”

Her voice was soft and sweet. “All we did was kiss, but David, it was really nice. I love kissing Kim, and I’m going to do it some more as soon as I get off the phone with you.”

“I’m pleased for you, Honey. You sound happy, and that’s what this is all about.”

Our call ended shortly after. Wednesday was pretty much a repeat of Tuesday's conversation. Dawn was moving at her own pace, and I wasn’t about to rush her.

Thursday, the project was completed by early evening. I still had the acceptance paperwork to go through with management on Friday, but Bob had no reason to hang out for that. Considering the conversation we had with our wives that evening, I had him change his flight from Saturday morning to Friday morning. We had dinner and a nice talk about what was happening with our wives and what we hoped for next before I bid him a safe trip home.

Dawn

I love my husband more than life itself, but sometimes his right-brain thinking makes me crazy. He sees everything as a problem to solve, gathers his data, and comes up with a solution in a nice package. The problem is that sometimes he doesn’t have enough data because he doesn’t fucking ask me. He assumes he knows what I think.

Take the whole plan for Kim and me, for example. My problem is shyness around other men because I never want to lose David. Losing him is my greatest fear. That doesn’t mean I don’t have fantasies, and it certainly doesn’t mean I find Kim unattractive. Sometimes, he doesn’t see ...