Chapter 2
Jack
I guess you could say that it started on Thanksgiving evening. Gwen had spent the entire afternoon blabbing with her church lady mother. Both of them quoting scripture as if their knowledge of the bible could get them into heaven.
Evidently the part about judge not that ye be judged is not in their inventory considering all of the gossip coming from their mouths. Richard, Beth’s husband spent the afternoon in the living room watching the Thanksgiving football games.
I was surprised when dinner was served that Richard sat at the head of the table. Gwen and Beth sat to his left together. That left Lauren to sit next to me on to the right of Richard.
I was aghast that Gwen and Beth did not stop their gossiping and judgmental conversation for one minute during the meal. Acting like they have been anointed by God to judge everything and everyone around them.
Neither Richard nor I managed to escape their judgmental babbling. By now Richard and I both just ignore anything they have to say. From time to time I would hear Lauren chuckle softly at all of the goings on. Evidently she is getting a kick out of the gossip club.
It was turning dark when I went out back to smoke my pipe. One of the vices that I allow myself as a way to get away from my wife for a period of time to relax alone.
Gwen and Beth were both still running their mouths seeming to never run out of something to judge or comment about when I stepped out back. I just lit my pipe filled with my cherry brandy pipe tobacco when Lauren joined me outside.
“I’m stuck with this family. I have no clue why you would suffer through all of this condemnation,” Lauren said softly as she sat next to me on the back porch swing.
“I have my doubts if I’ll be back for Thanksgiving next year,” I answered. “Gwen has accused me of being a lecherous adulterer so many times that I am beginning to feel like…fuck it. If I am going to be accused of it, I may as well do it,” I added gruffly.
“Have anyone in mind?” Lauren purred. “Not really, I spend most of my time at home as a writer so I don’t have much going on socially. I guess I could get some pussy when I go on my book signings,” I replied.
“I happen to know someone who would be ecstatic to jump in bed with you,” Lauren announced. Then to my surprise, she pulled my pipe out of my hand and then kissed me voraciously. It seemed to last forever. My dick was hard by the time we finished. “I see that idea interests you,” she purred.
Over the next ten minutes while I finished smoking my pipe, Lauren pointed out that she too has an at home job and lives alone. She told me that we could get together any morning or afternoon that we might wanted to.
Lauren made it very clear that she wanted this to be a sexual relationship. She told me that she always has had a crush on me. She told me that she does not think that Gwen will ever recover from her extreme Christian brainwashing that she has gone through.
“The bottom line, Jack, is that I am here for you Hun. I want to be available to you in any way that you desire,” Lauren said. “I’ll be waiting when you are ready,” she added.