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Always Faithful - Chapter Ten
Date: 1/19/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: BobNbobbi, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories
aside and he fucked me leaning against the back wall. That one was just strange, we seemed to be checking off places in the house when we screwed that time.” “You still have new places for sex. New places to fuck the next time you want to move in with Greg is what I mean.” “Let’s not go there as soon as I get home, okay? We should concentrate on us as in Dan and Laura, not Greg and Laura.” “Did you do anything besides fuck, or was it just two weeks of sex?” Laura didn’t care for the way Dan was leading their conversation, but she figured they had to get past his anger in order get back to normal. Laura talked first about things other than sex. She told of dinners out, dancing and the fun public times she had with her lover. She managed to talk for five minutes about their picnic in the park without mentioning going off to the bushes. When Laura talked about work life during her two weeks away she emphasized the restraint at work aspect because she was getting sex in the evening. Dan couldn’t resist another shot. “And in the morning before going to work too, I’m sure that part helped.” “We didn’t screw every morning before we went to work, Dan.” “Forget to set the alarm for wake up fuck time, did you?” “Dan, stop! I am trying to be open, honest and civil. Yes, I am your wife who is just home from spending two weeks with her lover. Yes, that is not an everyday thing most women do. If we dwell on me being with Greg for two weeks, we will just bitch and fight for a long time. ... That’s no good for us, individually or together.” “All right, I know where you were, what you were doing. I’ll try to put it behind until the next time.” Laura sat in his lap and kissed her husband. “Thank you, I think that’s best.” “When are you going home to Greg again; did you and he decide?” “You have a funny way of putting things behind; no Greg and I didn’t talk about future times.” “You just left your clothes there to be ready for a quick getaway, right?” “You expected that, didn’t you? I told you when I left I wanted some clothes at Greg’s place.” “Yes, you did. You having a home with Greg really bothers me.” “I’m glad you finally said it bothers you. That puts your feelings on the table. What I said at the restaurant was a slip of the tongue; a natural, but really bad, mistake on my part. I didn’t mean what I said. Not the way I said it, and especially not the way you heard me say Greg’s home is my home.” “Laura, you are making it your home. You are making living with Greg available for you whenever you choose.” “I live here; this is my home, here with you. I live here. Whatever Greg’s home is to me, it is no more than a lover’s home. The clothes I left there are a lover’s convenience and nothing more.” “Sure it is!” “Don’t let my clothes threaten you, threaten us. Please don’t, Dan.” Discord and apprehension flavored their Sunday brunch on the patio. Laura tried a new track to break the tension. “Do we still have some champagne chilled?” “Yes, it’s Piper if that’s ...