1. Barbeque Time


    Date: 10/10/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: NorthWest52, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    This is the second episode of a story I wrote. I suggest you read “Walking Home” to make any sense of this. It had been nearly a week since Sharon and I had watched Jill with her two friends. We had mentioned it casually to one another but Sharon had always smiled and said it was just a wild evening caused by too much wine. By the time we had gotten home after our park bench fun, it was getting dark. We both showered and slid into bed. Holding each other we had both drifted into a deep, satisfied sleep. So deep that we overslept and I had to dash out of the house to pick up our son, Ben. It was now Thursday, Sharon and I hadn’t had sex at all since that evening. This was not unusual though, as normal life had quickly taken over, what with the school runs, sports events, relatives stopping by, our long hours at work and my brothers birthday on Saturday night. Every time I thought about our adventure my cock grew hard and my emotions were torn. I had re-lived that night five or six times when I was alone, my hand pumping my cock. Sharon had seen Jill briefly since Friday and she had been the normal Jill we both knew. There was no indication that anything had happened, and she had casually lied, saying she had gone straight home, for a bath. I had got home earlier than normal. Sharon was cooking and Ben, our son, was in his room watching TV. I watched as she cooked and I poured two glasses of wine. She smiled at me. “What’s the weather forecast for the weekend?” she asked. ...
    “Apparently it’s going to be hot and sunny, why?” I saw her smile. “Would Saturday be good for a barbecue?” I looked at her, “I suppose it would be, who were you thinking of inviting?” “Oh the usual crowd,” she said calmly “Your sister and Peter, Jen and Brian, Dave and Mandy, etcetera, etcetera.” She stirred a spoon in a pan, looking down as though she wasn’t sure if she should carry on, “Maybe Jill?” I laughed, “Yes of course, why wouldn’t I want her here?” “Well, maybe after the last time you saw her, and what happened,” she sighed, “Well maybe you’re not comfortable about it?” she looked up meeting my gaze. “Are you comfortable with it?” I asked. “Yes,” she said, her confidence had surprised me. I waited a few moments, “We haven’t talked properly about the whole thing, have we? I don’t just mean watching Jill, I mean about us, about me pretending to be Paul?” “I know.” She dropped the spoon and moved towards me. “I think we both enjoyed the fantasy but I have had mixed emotions and I’ve needed the last few days to think it over.” She leant close and kissed me. “As long as it’s kept as a fantasy, it would be okay. Wouldn’t it?” Her eyes searched mine for my answer. “My God,” I said, “You look so sexy at times.” Her smile was warm, “Answer me, would it be okay?” I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me, I kissed her neck and breathed the words in her ear, “You have no fucking idea how much it turned me on, and yes it would be okay.” Phone calls and texts had ...
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