I work very close to home and go home for lunch. Since my wife works about an hour away, I eat lunch alone. Generally speaking, I have been completely faithful to my wife since our marriage - some ten years ago. Then came that fateful day - our afternoon of love.
It began one stormy evening about a month ago when my very attractive sister-in-law Kay came over and ask if I would drive her around to find her husband. I knew Louis (her husband) was having an affair and tried to comfort her assuringly with comments like, "he's probably working late". We drove around about an hour and returned home. Kay and my wife talked a little, and Kay ended up spending the night with us.
The next morning, Kay was up while I was taking a shower and to my surprise, when I walked into the kitchen, was cooking breakfast for me. Kay was wearing a thin negligee and robe that barely covered her gorgeous body. Without thinking, I walked up to her and put my arms around her waist and said, "God, you are beautiful". She pulled back quickly and said, "Be careful, Sherry may see us".
That afternoon, Kay called me to come over to her house and talk. I drove quickly the few blocks and was met in the driveway by this beautiful creature. Kay told me that she didn't want to hurt her sister and would keep our incident of that morning a secret. She gave me a peck on the cheek and walked back into the house. I assumed that was the end of that!
A week later, we had planned a trip to Nashville. It would include Kay, my wife - Sherry, and myself. Since we would be staying one night, we decided a single hotel room would suffice. That evening, while Sherry was bathing, Kay sat beside me on the bed. She took my hand and placed it on her breast. Then she turned her pouty lips toward mine and kissed me deeply. Immediately I had a raging hard on, which Kay proceeded to stroke gently. I gently kissed her neck, and moved to nibble on her ear. As I caressed her breasts through the thin negligee she wore, I could feel the passion rising in her small, soft body. Just when things might be getting out of hand, we heard the shower turn off. Kay quickly pulled herself together and moved over to her bed for the night. Needless to say, I didn't sleep much that night, with Kay sleeping a couple of feet away.
Since Sherry worked six days a week in downtown Memphis, Kay volunteered to come over and clean up our house a couple of days each week. Louis, Kay's husband, was gone most afternoons until late in the evening, so Kay had plenty of time on her hand. It was this situation that finally led to the afternoon of love.
