Always Faithful - Chapter Eighteen - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Eighteen

... The older woman had been in control always. Now he was alone in his den with a vodka tonic, the television, and NFL playoff games. Greg gets to entertain Laura and I get to watch the playoffs uninterrupted. There is something to be said for a wife having a lover. At halftime Dan fixed another drink; his mind returned to the same thought.. I get to concentrate on football because my wife is living with her lover, her very steady lover. They are more than just lovers even though Laura doesn’t like to admit they are. She really has two husbands, and she told me she is spending January with her other husband. The game resumed and refocused Dan’s concentration on the television. The last two minutes of a game can take forever; Dan had time to fix another vodka tonic. She didn’t say her other husband; that’s what I called Greg. A missed field goal averted overtime. The next game will start in thirty-five minutes, the announcer said. Dan fixed a snack. The past year has been full of surprises; I wonder what this year will be like? A previously faithful and committed couple, one Mrs. Laura and Mr. Dan, have become sexual libertarians. Mrs. Laura, my loving wife, has a full time lover. Stranger than that, Mr. Dan, good old straight arrow Dan, has made love with three different women in the last month, four if you count what Artsy and I did in bed two days with our friend as making love. Dan watched the second game, did some housework, and had one more vodka tonic. He let his mind ...

... clear about his personal life and concentrated on the television spectacle. It worked every time, Dan thought. ESPN and vodka tonic is an elixir without parallel. While Dan was watching football, Laura was cooking dinner for her other man. She had just put the salmon steaks in the oven to bake. Everything would be ready in forty-five minutes. She smiled to herself and then worked the snap on her slacks. Panties followed the slacks to a puddle beneath her feet. “Greg Baby, I need you.” Greg found her leaning on the counter looking over her shoulder for his approach. “You haven’t screwed me in the kitchen this year. We have at least forty minutes.” Greg’s clothes joined hers on the floor and they screwed each other silly as the salmon baked. For both of the men in her life, and to a lesser extent Laura as well, December is a down time at work. January begins a new year in earnest at the office. Greg was always busy to the point of overload. She knew Dan would be work busy too. Laura found a loving pleasure to another side of her affair. She really became Greg’s housewife. Living with him for the whole month is very different from being here just for the weekend. I like, really like, going to bed with Greg at night and waking in his arms in the morning. Laura rarely thought of Dan as husband the first week. Dan was only aware that Laura wasn’t there for him at bedtime. Greg actually moved a thought of her husband to the forefront. “When is that thing Dan has planned for Portrait? ...