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For Lauren again

Lauren looked down at her phone to see an incoming phone call her husband Mike, and sighed in frustration. She had been so close to cumming when her husband interrupted her, but she lost her orgasm when her phone vibrated. She picked up the phone. “Hey baby, I’m trying to get my work done so I can get home at 5 tonight.” “You better get home at 5; we have work to do honey.” “I know, don’t worry. But I need to drop off some documents at home at some point this afternoon, but I can’t take the time off to do it. Will offered to drop by with the documents, so you should expect him in 15 minutes or so.” “You can’t bring them home with you when you come home?” “No, I can’t. I’m sorry to do this, but—” Lauren hung up the phone in frustration. What was her husband thinking? She barely knew his boss Will; they’d met once at the company Christmas party. But more importantly, why was her husband being such an insensitive ass on what was supposed to be the most important day of their lives? Mike and Lauren had been trying to have kids for six months now with no success, so Lauren’s doctor suggested she take a day off of work on one of her ovulating days and spend the day visualizing the mindblowing sex that would create a child inside her. This was that day: Lauren was home from work, wearing the lingerie that Mike had bought so many Valentine’s Days ago. She had been playing with herself visualizing sex with Mike, although truth be told the vibrator she was using did a much better job ...

... of pleasing her than her husband did. She tried to play with herself some more to achieve the orgasm her husband’s call had denied her, but she was interrupted by a knock at the door. “Damn it,” she swore, cursing herself for losing track of time and her husband for putting her in this situation. She threw on a bathrobe and went to the door. She opened the door to find Will with a document file in his hand. “Hey Lauren! Mike wanted me to drop this off. Can I come in?” Lauren really wanted to say no: after all, she was in a bathrobe and lingerie, dressed for her husband not her husband’s boss. But not wanting to be rude, she let him in. Will dropped the documents on the counter and turned to face Lauren. “I’m sorry about that, I would have called but I don’t have your number. Mike said he was going to call and warn you. Did I interrupt your shower?” Lauren blushed, but responded “Yeah, Mike called me but I didn’t realize how quick you’d be.” She said nothing about what she’d been doing when Will came to the door: if Will thought she was showering she’d let him think that. Not knowing what else to talk about, Lauren asked Will how his wife Becky was doing: Lauren had met Becky at the Christmas party as well. As soon as Lauren asked, she noticed that Will wasn’t wearing a wedding ring on his ring finger, and regretted asking the question. “Becky and I divorced a few months ago,” replied Will somewhat wistfully. “Oh I’m so sorry,” responded Lauren. “Don’t be sorry,” sighed Will, ...