There is nothing quite like sleeping with the woman you love but it gets even better when you're sleeping with her in your own bed ... and it had been 12 months since Greg had slept in his bed at home. Even his internal alarm clock couldn't wake him up that Monday.
When he did finally drag himself out of bed he found his naked wife in the kitchen making some coffee and when she had finished he took her in his arms and kissed her.
"God, Greg," she gasped when he released her, "you certainly haven't forgotten how to kiss."
"What's this nudity in the kitchen?" he asked jokingly.
"There is now a rule in this house," Helen laughed as she poured them both a cup of coffee, "that no one shall wear clothes in this house unless we are having guests."
"Well I have to say that's a rule I like," he smirked as he took her in his arms again and let his hands roam over her body, "I commend you on making that rule."
"Oh it wasn't me," Helen laughed, "Amy and Serge were here one day trying to cheer me up and they made a whole bunch of silly rules to try and get me to laugh. No one can remember what the other ones were but Serge insisted that we enforce the nudity rule ... although I think that was just an excuse so he could have naked women around him who would fuck him whenever he was in the mood."
"And I bet he was in the mood a lot when you were around."
Helen actually blushed, "Well ... yes ... he has fucked me a lot over the last 12 months and not just for the camera. I also need to correct something I told you on Saturday. I think I might have told you that I hadn't shared our bed with another man while you have been away ... but I shared it with Serge and with Amy.
"The three of us shared that bed a lot before they decided to move up to his vineyard and each time they were back in town they would be back in my bed. I'm sorry I didn't tell you but Serge didn't feel like 'other men'."
"Did he force himself on you or were you a willing participant?" Helen gently pushed her way out of Greg's embrace but stayed touching him. She wasn't sure where this was going but she wasn't about to lie.
"I was a very willing participant Greg," she had looked him straight in the eye as she told him, "and I still am. Serge and Amy helped me stay sane and kept me motivated to try and get better and being wrapped in their love was what got me through those early months."
She had to look closely to see the start of it but then his smile grew till he was giggling quietly, "What's so funny?"
"I was just thinking that I'm so glad our doctor put you back on the pill to try and regulate your periods when he did, otherwise there might be two little Serges growing in my women."
"Hmm ... well you better be prepared to see me kiss his socks off and fuck him silly sometime over the next two days because they come down every week. They arrive on Mondays and go back on Thursdays so they can do their scenes and Serge can take care of any business.
"And they stay here and they have been sharing our bed ... and I don't see that changing just because you're back ... in fact I think having you back would make Amy more determined than ever to share our bed."
"Bugger," Greg groaned, "maybe I can sleep with the dog?"
"We don't have a dog, Greg."
Umm ... OK ... I'll think about it, but I have two questions. Does the nudity rule extend to the office space above the garage?"
"I haven't decided yet," Helen smirked, but I know why you asked and it doesn't really matter because Carrie and Shanti are moving in with us later this week. Carrie's lease has run out and she needs to see what her finances look like before she signs another lease so I told them that they could move into the rooms the kids had ... and they won't be classed as visitors."
"OK ... that sounds interesting ... and the second question is ... did Serge ever bend you over this kitchen counter and fuck you?"
Helen didn't answer straight away, she just bent over the kitchen counter and got her right knee up on the counter and asked Greg what was taking him so long.
By the time he had finished pounding her cunt she had two broken fingernails and a thick stream of cum running down the inside of her left thigh, "Damn, I think we're going to have to shoot a three-part series with you guys fucking me right here in the kitchen ... individually and then together ... maybe with some vegetables too."
Greg loved how Helen's mind worked and he loved the way she put her arms around his neck and rubbed her body against him as she kissed him.
"Fuck I missed you," she whispered, "and I am so glad you are back home with me ... but to answer your question ... often."
She squealed as he picked her up and carried her back into the bedroom and an older couple out on their morning walk heard her cries of pleasure as they walked past and shook their heads in disgust ... but the next door neighbour listened till she couldn't resist the temptation to jill off any longer.
"Holy fuck," Helen groaned as she rolled off Greg, "I'm going to be leaking cum all day."
"You can always douche," he chuckled.
"Oh no ... no, no, no ... a pad and panties is good because I want to feel you inside me ... I've been too long without you in there," and she rolled over and kissed him till they had to come up for air.
"Will you come with me today ... please? The first thing I want to do is get you to the clinic to get tested ... then I need to buy those desks, chairs, PC's and printers and after that I've got an important meeting that I would like you to be part of."
Greg smiled, "I can't think of a better way to spend my day ... I really can't," and he pulled her in to kiss her again but she put her hand up to stop him.
"Don't tempt me Greg ... the thought of spending the day fucking your brains out is so tempting ... but I've got to get some work done." She sounded ... and looked ... disappointed as she slowly pushed him away and he could relate to how she felt. She was so beautiful and, even though he had fucked her twice that morning his cock and balls were aching for more.
"OK my love, I will behave ... what's the dress code for today?"
She almost gave in to the temptation to kiss him again but she knew that would have been a mistake so she just laughed, "Business casual ... but let me have the shower to myself first."
He watched her naked body as she sashayed into the bathroom and she heard him groan , 'God it was good to have him back,' she thought, 'now I've just got to make sure I don't spoil it and drive him away again.' The thought that she could do that without even realising what she was doing was a constant worry.
For Helen business casual was a sleeveless cowl-necked top that showed just a hint of cleavage over a tight almost knee-length skirt and a pair of slingback pumps. The only jewellery she wore was a gold chain around her neck and her hot-wife bracelet on her ankle and, to Greg, she looked hot.
Helen saw Greg run his eyes over her and it was as if he had run his fingers over her body. She tingled and she could feel her nipples getting hard. He saw them pushing hard against her soft bra and top and she saw him lick his lips ... that just made her even more aroused.
"Come on handsome ... let's get going before I throw you on the bed and fuck your brains out."
Greg wasn't sure what to expect at the clinic but the staff all knew Helen and so were friendly with Greg. They took blood, swabbed his throat and poked another one down the hole in his penis, checked him for genital warts and then told him to come back the next day for his certificate.
It had been the most clinical and almost impersonal inspection of his private parts that he had ever experienced.
Shopping for office furniture and new computers was not Greg's idea of fun and Helen could have done it all online but Greg knew that she was a very visual person and wanted to see how big things really were and how they could fit together in the office, so he didn't mind.
Being with her also gave him a chance to see how others reacted to Helen. At each store he stood back and let Helen do all the talking. He would be there if she needed his opinion but he was almost invisible until she did.
Helen wasn't the sort of woman who would come on to a salesman in the hope that she would get a discount but there had always been something about her that attracted men to her and Greg could see that, whatever that 'something' was, it had definitely got stronger since she had joined Kalya.
He doubted that the salesmen in either store even knew he was there and he had to smile every time the sales guy in the computer store tried to look down her top as she bent over to look at something on the screen. That guy was barely out of his teens but he had lots of cheeky ways to get Helen to bend over.
"Did you realise that he was looking down your front every time you bent over?" Greg chuckled as they were leaving the store.
"Of course I was," Helen said as she slipped her arm through his, "and I know that you could hardly take your eyes off my ass."
"Guilty as charged ... but only because you have one hell of a fine ass my love."
She giggled, "And you sure do know how to fuck it."
Greg's boner was just beginning to subside by the time they walked into the Office Depot store. The guy who came over to help us choose the right desks and chairs was besotted with Helen the moment he saw her and he nearly killed himself trying to help her choose the right chairs and desks and then arrange delivery.
The sales guy and Helen were walking a little way ahead of Greg on the way to the checkout and Greg was interested to see him lean a little closer and ask her in a soft voice, "Have I seen you somewhere before Mrs Weston ... you remind me so much of someone I've seen online?"
She almost licked his ear as she leaned closer, "You might have ... just google my name plus 'pornstar' ... I'm right there at the top of the search page.."
