Gavin awoke early and set off back to work, Elaine had not been pleased to learn that they would once again be losing an entire weekend but she understood. She had rung her mother to postpone her pre-arranged visit.
The half hour drive to his work gave Gavin the chance to think through the events of the previous day.
"What do I tell Paula?" he thought to himself, "Do I tell her about Irene?"
He wanted to. He wanted to be totally open and honest about everything. He wanted a no holds barred friendship that did not involve secrets and judgements. But most of all he wanted to see Paula naked, so the decision was a simple one, he would try to tell her after they had sex.
Gavin arrived at work and hurried through the remainder of the job, he cleaned himself up, made a coffee and waited for Paula to arrive.
It was about 10:30am when he heard the front door open. He hurried to greet her.
Paula had spent a restless night. She thought about her injured daughter, she thought about Gavin. She thought about how they had almost been caught by Irene. She thought about how her husband would react if he knew. She worried that in the hours that they had been apart, he might have had a change of heart, especially as she had left him unsatisfied yesterday afternoon. She determined to make it up to him – big time.
She had risen early and spent the early morning preparing herself. Showering, retouching her roots, applying makeup and choosing her outfit. "What to wear?" He had said tight jeans did it for him, but she wanted to be girly for him, she liked being a woman. Finally she chose a tight light blue halter neck dress with no bra, white lacy knickers, white stay up stockings with lacy tops and a pair of high heel shoes. Summer slut she called it. A liberal spray of perfume and she was ready, in fact she was more than ready. All the time she had been dressing she had been thinking of how they were going to come off again.
She did not need an excuse to go out, she simply said, "I'm going out," and left.
Ten minutes later she walked through the door at work, Gavin came out of the office and walked towards her, a big grin on his face.
"I wasn't sure if you would come, I thought you might have had second thoughts." He said.
"Same here, I'm so glad you're here." She replied looking into his eyes.
"You look fantastic. Thank you;" he said, Paula had obviously made a big effort for him and he truly appreciated it, he embraced her and gave her a squeeze.
"Oh I just threw some stuff on, I'm glad you like it." she squeezed back.
They kissed. They kissed again. Then they kissed again.
"Let's go to the office," said Paula, "and this time I've locked the door."
The comment brought thoughts of yesterday afternoon and of Irene and her hairy cunt into his head. "Change the subject," he thought.
"Come and sit on my knee," he said.
He sat in his leather high backed chair, Paula sat on his lap.
They hugged and cuddled; he smelled her perfume and bathed in the warmth of their closeness.
"How's Fionna?" he asked.
"She'll be fine, it's a hairline fracture, and it doesn't hurt that's the main thing. How are you, I hated to leave you without getting you off, did you fuck Elaine when you got home?"
She did not feel any jealousy towards his wife; in fact, she hoped that Elaine had fucked him silly. She intended to take her duties as a fuck buddy very seriously and she had not started well, she genuinely hoped he had found relief elsewhere.
Had she known about Irene she would have been angry and understanding, angry at Irene for her blackmailing attitude and for stealing her fuck buddy, but understanding of him. She knew he would need the release and after all he was a man, when it is handed to him on a plate what else is he going to do?
"Elaine was quite horny for a change last night, so yes we shagged." He said truthfully.
Gavin placed his right hand on her left breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. The absence of a bra allowed him to feel the weight of her tit in his hand his thumb rubbed across her hardening nipple.
Paula kissed him pushed her tongue across his lips. "Do you want to shag me?" she whispered.
"Yes."
"Do you want to fuck me now?"
"Yes."
"Is your cock getting hard for me?"
"Yes," he made his cock pulse under her lap to emphasise the truth of that statement. Feeling the movement beneath her pussy sent a little shiver through Paula.
"Tell me what you want and I'll do it. Anything. Anything at all."
Paula meant it.
"Take your dress off." He tried to sound commanding, but he was actually hardly able to speak.
Paula stood up. She felt behind her neck for the knot that held her halter neck dress on. Pulling on the two string ends, she undid the bow. She brought her hands to the front and grasped the material covering her breasts.
