“I know what you mean. That’s how I felt before I walked into that bar to see Dez.”
“It’s not entirely pleasant, but it’s exciting. I feel like that doesn’t make sense.”
“It does if you’ve felt it, I think. If you haven’t, I don’t think you can understand it. Was it good for you, waiting at home for me?”
“Are you asking if I want to be there? Do you want me there?”
“If you want to be. Honestly, I don’t know how I’d feel if you were sitting and watching. The fantasy of it is sexy, but it might just make me feel weird. If you want that though, I want to try it.”
Andy sorted through his feelings. He appreciated Stephanie’s openness. She wanted him to be included in this, not just be some cuckolded bystander. He was as torn as his wife. He really wanted to watch her, but he was still afraid he’d freak out if he was there watching it happen. Baby steps, he kept thinking.
“You want to see him again, don’t you?”
Stephanie looked down, smiled thinly. “I do. I want to see where this goes, but I meant it, I don’t think I’m ready to have sex with Dez.”
“I want whatever you want, Steph.”
“You want me to do it?” She was surprised. Andy was moving along quickly.
“I think I’m okay with it, if it’s something you really want to do.”
“I need you to be sure before I cross that line. I don’t want this to come back on me, baby.”
“I’d never hold any of this against you.”
“I know, but I want you to be sure. Just like I need to be sure,” Stephanie affirmed.
Andy realized he sounded wishy-washy. Stephanie was right, he couldn’t leave it all in her lap. He had to be a participant in this too. It was just so difficult to know what to do. What if he thought he was okay with it, but found out he wasn’t?
“I get it. I just want you to know that I support you.” He squeezed her thigh.
“I know. I love you, baby.”
“I guess you’re going to go out again. Drinks after work?” Andy asked.
“I’ll work something out with Dez, but if you have any ideas, I’m open. Is there anything you need from this?”
“What do you mean?”
“Dez said a lot of husbands want pictures or videos. Charlotte’s husband Skyped in when she was alone with Dez. Do you have any requests?” She was smiling again. This was the fun part, thinking of ways to tease her husband.
“I get to pick my poison?” Andy chuckled. “No Skype. If I’m going to see it, I need to be there. I would love some pictures, or a video would be awesome, if you can swing it. I guess it depends on what you’re doing.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll try to do something worth seeing.”
“Oh, I don’t doubt that. I’m ready to head up.”
“Me too,” Stephanie said. “I need a shower.”
“Sorry about the mess.”
“I kinda liked it, I think.”
Andy went ahead and brushed his teeth before jumping into bed. His thoughts were still a jumbled mess, but he still had a constant sexual charge that wouldn’t go away. The night’s stress had left him exhausted, and as soon as his head hit the pillow, he passed out.
Stephanie showered, and the hot water made her feel like a new woman. Scrubbed clean and free of makeup, she regarded herself frankly in the mirror. She recognized that woman. Stephanie looked youthful for forty-two, with just a few laugh lines and crinkles at the corners of her eyes cutting through her smooth skin. The woman in the mirror didn’t look like a hotwife to her. She was a typical mom, not a woman who left her family at home while she went out to meet her lover. That was what made it so exciting. Even at forty-two, she was finding new sides to herself and spreading her wings in ways she didn’t think possible.
She wasn’t shocked to find Andy out cold when she came to bed. Stephanie’s mind was still tossing all of her choices around, keeping her awake despite her exhaustion. And there was still an aching need deep inside her. Stephanie took up her phone and shot a text to Dez.
[Stephanie] tonight was fun. We need to do it again soon
Dez must have been holding his phone, because he texted right back.
[Dez] for sure. Everything cool when u got home?
[Stephanie] Andy is good. He was very excited to hear about our night
[Dez] wait til he hears about the next time
[Stephanie] oh? Don’t forget. I’m not jumping into bed with u
[Dez] we didn’t need a bed tonight
Stephanie’s mind easily went there—imagining Dez fucking her on the hood in a public parking lot, not just fingering her. Deep down she still felt it, the need to have someone inside her. She reached into her nightstand drawer and brought out her favorite toy. Stephanie had more than one, but this was her go-to toy. It was a long, thick vibrator, with two prongs on top to tease her clit while the rest was inside her. Stephanie didn’t want to wake Andy, so she didn’t turn it on, but she didn’t need to. She raised the little soft cotton chemise she wore to bed and teased her lips with the realistic silicone tip, and found she was still so wet that it easily slipped past them.
[Stephanie] u know what I mean
Stephanie typed one-handed, pushing the thick toy deeper inside her. Dez was probably bigger than the toy, she realized.
[Dez] not rushing u girl but next time u need to take care of me
[Stephanie] sorry babe. I’ll be a better date next time. promise
[Dez] bet u took care of ur man
[Stephanie]
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