Chapter 8
Jack
Willow and I fuck again after a twenty minute rest. This time we made love like lovers would who are deeply in love. My ass cheeks flex over and over as I spurt my seed in my insanely gorgeous secretary and no, this will not be a one and done sort of thing.
After we had lunch together in her small kitchen, we fucked like mating animals on her couch. “I have been waiting to break my bed and my couch in for quite some time,” she told me after I drained myself inside her for the third time in two hours.
“How long might quite some time?” I asked jokingly.
“I have not had a man inside my condo since I leased it five years ago,” she answered softly.
“I’m the first?” I gasped. “And only,” she said cheerily.
You will be the only man who will ever share my bed in this home,” she added.
“I meant what I said about this not being a onetime thing,” she reminded me.
Anna and I had a furious fight when I got home at half past 1pm on Saturday afternoon. She screamed, “where the hell have you been,” the minute I came into the house in midtown Bellevue.
“You were the one who suggested that I could fuck anyone I please. I take that to mean that we have an open marriage. That’s exactly how you treated me last night,” I yelled back.
“The way I see it, I am free to fuck anyone I damn well please from now on. If that’s a problem with you, then you can’t pack up and get the fuck out,” I shouted. “You started this shit, so now you can fucking live with it,” I added.
I was pleased that Anna was stunned into silence. That gave me the time to go take a shower and wash off all the sex smell from the three times that Willow and I humped ravenously like there was no tomorrow.
When I was done with the shower and dressed in clean clothes, Anna was more reticent when she approached me in the kitchen after I just put together a new pot of coffee.
Yes, I drink coffee all day. I can drink coffee up till bed time and still sleep like a baby. I never have figured out why that is.
“Look Jack, I am really sorry for how I duped you into going to a swinger party. I truly believed if you got to experience it just once that you would take to it like a duck to water,” Anna told me meekly.
“Well to tell you the truth, what I experienced last night was well beyond anything I ever experienced with you. After last night and what happened today, I do not want to go back to being monogamous with you,” I answered.
“What-What happened today?” Anna gasped. “Well sweetie…you were the one who brought up the idea of me having sex with Willow. I just decided to go make that happen.” I confided. “This will not be a once only thing. If you don’t like it, you know where the door is,” I told her gruffly.
I don’t know exactly where Anna ran off to when she slammed out of the house. It didn’t really matter because I couldn’t care less. I feel deeply betrayed by what Anna did to me.
I am left feeling like I was not good enough for
her anymore. I am left feeling like the 8 years we
were together were a waste. That none of that mattered to her as she made up her mind that she wanted to fuck other people.
Like I considered earlier, if we have to go out and fuck other people, than we have no business staying married. As far as I’m concerned our marriage ended when she dragged me to that swinger party so she could fuck her best friend’s husband.