Taylor and I drove home mostly in silence after her friends wedding reception. As we pulled into my driveway, Taylor finally said, "Thank you for coming, Christopher. I really did have a great time. Both during the reception and after."
"Me too. Have you thought any more about coming in?" I asked with a little laugh.
Taylor laughed as well before saying, "Part of me so does want to go inside with you and keep going. It's almost like a begging or a longing. Something I'm craving all of a sudden. But, I really think that I just need to go home. Is that OK?"
"Of course," I told her, putting my hand on her leg. "Do I at least get a hug?"
Taylor laughed again and said, "I can do one better then that." She leaned over the center console of her car, as I did the same, and we twisted our bodies to face each other. I put my hands around her waist as she wrapped her arms around my neck. Our lips met and we shared a passionate kiss, our tongues swirling around each other. When the kiss ended after a couple of minutes, we said goodbye to each other and I exited the car, waving to her as she started to drive away.
The next day, as I sat down in the chapel of our church building with my three daughters, I kinda laughed to myself as I looked around. Stacy, who had been given me weekly blowjobs for most of the year, was sitting in front of me, with her husband and kids. Lauren, who I had been sleeping with for most of the summer, was sitting on the same bench as me, just on the other end, with her two kids sitting next to mine. And Taylor, who I had made out with the night before and touched her where she's never been touched, was sitting a few rows behind me with her parents.
I also laughed to myself, thinking that both Stacy and Taylor knew about me sleeping with Lauren, but she had no idea about them. Part of me wondered what she would think, or what Taylor would think if she found out about Stacy. And another part of me wondered if there was any way or chance I could do something with all three women in the same day.
After the sacrament meeting ended, my kids, Lauren's, and Stacy's all went running off to class, while I hung around to talk to the two women. Lauren eventually got called away by somebody and Stacy's husband had already left for his class, leaving just Stacy and I to walk out together. As we did, Stacy asked me, "Got any plans tonight?"
"Not that I know of. Why?" I asked, glancing down at the five-foot-tall, olive-skinned woman.
"Just wondering. Troy is taking the kids to his parents house to have a sleepover and than he has to work an overnight shift," she said.
"I see. Well, give me a call if you need anything, OK?" I told her as we got to our separate classes. She told me she would before saying goodbye.
As I walked into the Sunday School class, I looked around to find an empty seat, moving over to sit down next to Taylor after she caught my attention. After the class started, Taylor tapped my elbow and pointed down to her phone where she had written in a text message without sending it, "I can't stop thinking about yesterday."
I pulled out my phone, opened up my text messaging app, and typed out, "In a good way or bad way?"
After I showed Taylor the message she said, "Good way. I had a dream about it and woke up so TURNED ON!!!!"
I laughed a little before she pointed back to her phone, where I read, "Sorry, that is probably TMI. But, yes, in a good way. Have you been thinking about it?"
"Of course," I typed on my phone. "You're an amazing kisser."
"Better than Lauren?" Taylor asked on her phone.
"No comment," I put on mine.
"Thought so. Is it bad if I want to do more? Like, now?" Taylor said.
"Nah, but we might get in trouble. Plus, your dad is here, he might wonder why we left the class at the same time," I said, putting a laughing emoji with it.
"I know! I didn't mean like now, now. But, like, soon? And maybe not have a date before hand? Would that be OK?" She asked.
"Of course. But, we should probably talk a little about exactly what you want and expect, so things don't go too far and we regret anything," I told the much younger woman.
"I agree. Hopefully we can find the time this week," Taylor said.
"To kiss you again, I'll find the time," I told her, watching a giant smile form on her face as she read it.
After church ended, I gathered up my kids, said goodbye to people on our way out, and went home. The rest of the day was spent hanging out with them, eating lunch, taking a nap, and watching a movie before I started to make dinner. Stacy started to text me around six P.M., telling me how excited she was to come over and that she had been looking forward to it for a while.
I told her that I was just as excited, already feeling myself starting to grow hard at the thought of fucking her again. After we all ate dinner, I gave my kids a bath, got them ready for bed, and read them a book. I got them into their beds and waited for them to fall asleep, while I texted Stacy how much I couldn't wait for her to come over.
When she finally got to come over an hour later, we immediately went downstairs to my basement, closing and locking the door behind us before going into the living room.
With it officially being December, the weather in Utah was nice and cold and Stacy had dressed to stay warm. She had her black hair done in two braided pigtails and had put a gray beanie on her head. She had a matching gray winter coat on that she quickly took off to reveal a red T-shirt on her upper body, and gray sweatpants on waist and legs. She kicked off her shoes before turning to me with a smile on her face and saying, "Sorry, I couldn't dress a little more sexier for you today."
I laughed as I moved over to her and wrapped my arms around her waist as I said, "That's OK. Your clothes aren't going to last very long."
"Good," Stacy said as she leaned up and we started to kiss. As our heads started to twist and turn, our lips never leaving each other, I walked us over to the couch, only breaking the kiss as we sat down on it, me on my butt and Stacy on my groin. We resumed our kiss as she started to grind her groin on mine, my cock growing as she rolled her hips.
