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The TV Host and Hostess

The TV Host and Hostess “Are you going to want some this evening?” the pretty blonde asked. She had known and worked with the pleasant man for nearly thirty years. Their affair happened out of closeness and need. Although both of them were married, the taping of their show took them to places all around the world. It was during the second year of their association that it had happened the first time. It was good; so very, very good. They both knew that if the tabloids, or the show’s producers ever got wind of what they were doing, their jobs and their marriages would be history. She had started working the show when she was 19; he was 26. The show was a tremendous success and, when traveling, the head of security began making arrangements for the two stars to have adjoining rooms, in order for them to ‘make plans’ for the next day’s shoot. The two paid the man handsomely for his discretion, too. Twenty eight years later, the show was still going strong, so was the affair. “Actually, I feel pretty good this evening, even after taping three shows, back to back. The door’s always open. I’ll order room service; lobster okay?” “Lobster always makes me pretty full and you know I don’t care to fuck on a full tummy. How about some fried shrimp and Caesar salad? I’ll be back after I shower.” She gave the handsome man a quick kiss and brushed his hair back with her hand, “Take a little yellow pill, I feel pretty horny this evening.” While she waited for their meal, she called her ...

... husband in California. He updated her on their girls’ school activities and how his current project was progressing. After the “I love you’s” were exchanged, she sauntered into her partner’s room, “Mmmm… that smells good; I’m starving.” As he poured the wine, he asked about Jim and the girls. After all he had been Jim’s best man, even though the bride had been sharing a bed with him before she and Jim had met, “You know, all these years we’ve been working together, I’m sure Jim has to be a little suspicious of us. I would be if it was the other way around.” Chasing a bite of shrimp down with her wine, she replied, “I’m sure he probably does suspect we have sex. But, he makes 80grand a year, and I make three and a half million. He gets all the pussy he wants when I’m at home, and he loves being daddy to the girls. Ciara will graduate next year and be off to college; Jenny’s right behind her the following year. He’ll have lots more time on his hands after they’re gone from home.” His croutons weren’t quite as crunchy as he liked, but as he chewed, he said, “Lily doesn’t even have much desire for sex anymore, since she went through menopause. We still do it, but it’s because I’m the one who wants it, not her. Besides, when I am fucking her, I usually think about you and the many ways we’ve done each other over the years.” Once finished with their dinner, he pushed the cart into the hall, closed and locked the door. He pitched his house robe onto the over stuffed chair and laid his ...