1. Sandie's First Swing - Part 3


    Date: 11/12/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: JennyGently, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

    body. Our eyes were fixed on each other’s for a long time before he kissed me gently on the nose and forehead then rolled off my spent body and cuddled alongside me, panting. We lay together in silence. As I listened to the sound of the kids playing downstairs, I could feel my body aching badly from Paul’s assault but it didn’t matter. I had cheated on my husband for again but that didn’t seem to matter either. Paul must have guessed something like this was going through my mind when he spoke. “Still no regrets I hope!” I turned my head towards him. “None at all,” I replied honestly, “but I do wonder what happens next.” “What do you want to happen? Is this another one-night stand or…” he let the words fade in the air. I thought for a moment. Lying next to my lover, freshly inseminated, leaving Paul was the last thing in the world I wanted. But life is more complicated… ‘I’m not sure I’m in the best frame of mind to make a rational decision,” I said quietly, “not after all that’s just happened.” I could feel myself blushing again. “You were amazing, you know that?” he said warmly, turning to look at me again. I blushed deeper then to my surprise he sat upright in the bed and turned towards me. “Stay the rest of the weekend,” he said eagerly, “Please, Sandie..” The idea caught me by surprise. My first reaction as the ‘Old Sandie’ would have been to refuse but after last night and this morning, was I still that person? “I don’t know, Paul,” I said, old habits dying hard, “I’d ...
    really like to but…” There wasn’t a ‘but’, and I knew it. I really wanted to stay the weekend. Still, I the Old Me had to protest however much the New Me wanted it. “We haven’t got any clothes or washing stuff or…” “We could nip you home to pack a few things,” Paul countered strongly, “or you could simply share ours. Our kids’ clothes will fit your two and… well, I’m sure you could find something of Lisa’s that would do.” Suddenly I knew that if I stepped beck through the door of our house I would stay there; that my guilt and misplaced feelings of loyalty would prevent me returning to Paul. Suddenly I knew that In wanted to be with him; I needed to see what it would be like to be with him all weekend as lovers. If I stepped through the door of my home now I would never know. I would forever have been his one night fuck! “It would be a shame to break up the party,” Paul continued, nodding at the bedroom door through which the sounds of happy playing were distantly audible. “What about all their commitments? You know, football and swimming and...” but there was no conviction in me and his dismissive reply was very welcome. “Would it really hurt them to miss one week?” Ten minutes later, I entered the playroom wrapped only in Lisa’s red silk bathrobe while Paul showered and dressed hastily upstairs. The kids were still surprisingly well behaved; something I later learned was a deliberate tactic to persuade Paul and me to let them all stay together. It worked and, needless to say, ...
«12...456...1314»