Chapter 3

Lilly

Lilly smiles to herself as she shaves her pussy bare. Lilly is sure that Jack likes to watch the porn with the young girls wilt smooth bare pussies. “This should take his mind off the episode on Monday,” floats through her mind.

Lilly was just putting on her sexy string thong with matching bra when she received a buzz that she had an incoming text message.

Donny: Can you get away today? Jill has to visit her sick mother and won’t be home till after dinner time.

Lilly: I don’t know if that is wise after what happened Monday. I don’t want Jack to start suspecting anything.

Donny: Oh come on baby! I talked him down from that. He won’t suspect a thing.

Donny: I REALLY want to slip between those silky thighs of yours.

Lilly: I just don’t know how I could pull this off, Donny.

Donny: Just tell him that you are going with a girlfriend to visit a sick mother and will be back by

dinnertime.

Lilly: I’ll have to talk to Jack…I’ll let you know.

Lilly felt a knot in her stomach as she pulled on a sweat shirt and sweat pants to cover the sexy lingerie. “Geezus, what am I doing?” she mutters to herself.

Lilly feels a wave of guilt rush through her as she gazes down at her sexy husband. “Jack is the most sweetest and considerate husband that I know of,” flashes across her mind. “And he is a gorgeous hunk of a man as well,” she reminds herself.

Any other woman would be ecstatic to have a husband like my Jack,” Lilly tells herself as she gazes at her sleeping husband. “It’s just so deliciously naughty to sneak around and fuck other men,” pushes back into her consciousness.

Lilly decides to take the chicken way out so she would not have to lie to Jack’s face. She decides to leave a note next to the coffee maker where she knows Jack will see it as soon as he comes out for his morning coffee.

Jack :

I have gone to Layton with Katie to visit her sick mother. I should be home by dinner time and we can call for pizza. Then, I will make up to you for what happened yesterday.

Love You! Lilly

Lilly felt her stomach twist into a knot was she backed out of the driveway. “What am I doing?” She whispers to herself. Still, she feels the anxiousness rush through her that she will be soon in her lover’s bed. Jack’s brother’s bed. That makes it nastier than the other secret men.

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