She pulled into her driveway. Alan was waiting for her in the bedroom. As she entered, they didn’t speak. But she could see Alan was fixated on her. His pupils dilated. He didn’t blink. He softly embraced her and kissed her. She kissed him back, with the same mouth she had been kissing John with not even an hour before. She knew that Alan knew this and he didn’t care. It had tantalized him and now they were making love as husband and wife, but there was a different energy.
Heather felt Alan inside of her. She was still wet from riding John and a little sore still too. But she realized that Alan was actually closer to John in size than she had thought. What had just transpired between her and John had been like some kind of aphrodisiac for Alan. He was competing for Heather, pleasuring her now in a way that seemed to be a combination of love and performance. Her orgasms returned in full swing. She was cumming. Alan was cumming, and she felt closer to him than ever. She knew where she belonged. Alan’s compersion for her was born out of his love for her. Heather could see it in his eyes. Would she survive Alan’s passion to be able to tell Janice about it? She didn’t care at this point if it killed her. They are happy. They are in love.
Patricia Lovore
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