Piper counsels Josie on how to make a marriage work, after a thorough tongue lashing.
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Josie McKellen woke up to sunlight filtering through windows without curtains. Through French doors it was like a supernova. Eyes trying to focus she hardly recognized her surroundings, this not being her home. A chill over her body she realized that she was still naked lying on her own fuzzy blanket. Sitting up swiftly supported by her hands behind her on the floor she looks around as if missing something important.
"Wrong direction. Over here." Came the sweet, toned voice of Piper Leann Cherry-Liberty, she too still quite nude, sitting on her carpet with her left leg arched at the knee as she rubs her upper thigh.
"Has Henry called?" Josie was worried that she slept through her husband's wake up call.
"Nope. Want to talk about last night?"
"You fucked my husband."
"We fucked your husband. I know I probably should apologize for that, but I'm not going to. Affairs are new to me, unlike you. Shared by my ex, yes, but never instigated on my own behalf. Now I know how stupid that was. Last night was lots of fun. I definitely needed to feel downright nasty. But let's not talk about my changes. I'm not knocking you, Josie. Strangely, I hope you and Henry work things out. I truly do."
"That was cruel what the two of you did."
"Was it? Anymore cruel than you seeing this Roman behind his back? Cool name, I hope he's buff in that Centurion armor. I can almost envision a hunk tearing pieces of body armor off just to get naked and claim what it is his. Don't mind me I can't stop touching myself these days." Fingers briskly rubbed her clitoris as if hoping Josie might be lured in for more. This sex thing was long overdue and now that her appetite had been realized she was craving more. Even that young man in the house just beyond her pools 10-foot privacy fence was looking good. Not really too thin and bushy haired. It was more of he looking than her through a telescope on his balcony. She could tell he was beating off though. Good for him. Glad to be of service in Piper's newly christened ideals.
"I had my reasons. What were yours for sleeping with my husband? Behind my back I might add."
"Pure and simple. I was drunk and horny. He was there. You walked out on him last night. He just walked next door. At least he had a destination."
"I should hate you."
"You like my pussy too much to comprehend hatred Josie." Piper winked, "I'd offer coffee but sadly I don't have any. I only just got into town a bit before meeting you two. Enough to polish off my first bottle of wine. I didn't even change, I wore my baby doll nightie all the way from my former home. I even stopped for gas, that was exhilarating. Trust me I needed to be drunk. Almost a four-hour drive from... Georgia."
"You're from Georgia?"
"Peachy me. Atlanta girl!"
"Can we... start over?"
"Exactly why I moved to Tennessee. Sure, I'm Piper..."
"No last name?"
"You a sports fan?"
"Ewww! Not even."
"Me neither." Piper smirked hiding her past, "Piper Cherry, formerly Liberty. Let's never use that last part ever again. I tried to toss it out the window at the state line. But dammit Liberty is part of America, so they tossed it back at me. Justice for all my heart shaped assets."
"Divorced?"
"Just... got things settled with the ex when papers were finalized, handed his folks the keys to our former estate and a check then hit the road. Well, dropped off my puppy at my sister Mona's, that went over well, she hate's dogs. Once that was done... open road. Starting fresh in a new place, I hope the move was good, had my eye on this home a while now from online realties, so I bought it a few weeks back. Nothing glamorous and fancy but it checks off the boxes I required." Time to face the music, "Look Josie... I won't defend my actions, but I have to offer my first impressions here. I'm not speaking about me, but Henry deserves better. I can tell how much he loves you. You even said last night how much you loved him, before you even knew it was Henry roughing you up. That is a beautiful decision."
"I meant it. I do love Henry... I just... needed more. I won't be seeing Roman again." Lie! "Want his number?" She faintly giggled then scowled, "Sorry."
"Don't be. As horny as I get I might. Is he cute in that armor?"
"I wouldn't say cute, he's in his early 50's. He's a football coach at Hillbilly High."
"Football?" NOPE! NADA! "Great! I thought you didn't like sports."
"I don't. I liked what he sported, and he chased me for a year before I gave into him. Once I did, I just couldn't let go. Best of both worlds I suppose." She laughs then realized that was not the time to be amused.
"Ah! Big goal post?"
"Nine-yard line he says. Seven before he fumbles. Roman can be as bad as Henry some days, but at least he offers me moments that push me. I miss my youth. Too be honest before Henry swooped me off of my feet, I was a little whore. Nympho on steroids if you really want to know the facts. Almost every night after school I was with another boy. Sometimes their fathers but we won't go there. I was young and not caring. Henry knocked me up and offered us, my babies a life so I latched on. I actually stayed faithful for the first ten years out of the eighteen we've been married. I snuck around a tad after that but nothing as ferocious as my teenage days."
"As tempting as Roman sounds, I'll skip trying to catch his pass. It's not even his age, I find all ages fascinating. Well, not too young mind you. Is his school really called Hillbilly High?"
"No." Josie snorted wrinkling her nose, "Horton-Dexter High School. It's a Nashville thing. We're all hillbillies here. Even if some of us barely have a twang."
"Gotcha! Well with our housing division named after big tits I'm not surprised."
"You have really big tits."
"I'm thinking bigger once I'm on my feet here. The inner slut in me says go for the backaches."
"Don't! Your tits are perfect. I'm the one that could use a fill up." She uses her thumbs to lightly jab her 34B's.
"I like them."
"Oh, they're ogled believe you me. I'm drooled over daily. As if that doesn't help my hormones." Now she giggled, "Are we going to be lovers?" Josie snickered.
"Never know. Long as I can share that man of yours now and then, without you thinking I'm stealing him."
"Are you?"
"Sorry to disappoint. I plan on being a swinging single for years to come. It's just nice to know I have choices. Trust me I WILL have choices."
"I think my marriage is over." Josie pouts lowering her gaze, "I can't blame Henry if he does request a divorce. I just worry about Dakota and Sable, our twins. They have the rest of this year of high school before graduating."
"Horton Dexter?"
"Yes."
"It gets better and better." Piper chuckles, "Horny Dexter? Really? Does Nashville have an ego thing going on?"
"Neal Horton Dexter built the school in 1962. Horton was his middle name."
"Ah! Does Starbuck's deliver around here?" Piper needed coffee.
"Grub Hub delivers. I have an app on my cell. I'll buy."
"No. I'll buy, I owe you this as the beginning of a truce. We both need a crude awakening I think." Piper crawls around toward the fireplace and picks up her cell from the bricks where she sat it last night. In her crawl Josie enjoyed her tight clam from behind. Sighing she kept her thoughts to herself. Bisexuality seemed to be more appealing by the second. "Let me look up and download the app. Besides you need to keep your line free in case Henry calls."
"He's taking forever. What time is it?" She looks at her own cell, "It's really 10:00? Thank God, it's Sunday or I'd be late for work."
"What do you do for a living? Henry for that matter." Piper asks as the download begins. While waiting she looks out her French doors leading to the pool behind her home. A shiny flash attracts her attention from the home beyond her pool. She knew the boy was spying so simply let him get his money's worth. Yep! Still beating off. She even opened the door back up for a morning breeze and patted her pussy for the boy to witness. Shamelessly she offers him a 360 as she listens to Josie.
"High school teacher, I teach English and classic Lit. Yes, Horton Dexter. That's where I met Roman. I... might need to consider a new job. Dang it! I love my students. I've been there for seven years now."
"Just set some ground rules for this Roman."
"I know him too well. He might take a pause on this, but he will still chase after me, and sadly I know me, I'll cheat again. Roman won't obey my rules for long. He does treat me well, but I can't say I love him when I worship Henry."
"Want me to talk to him?" Piper chuckles.
"No. Let me deal with Roman. Henry is a Game Designer. He works from home designing video games and such. Wonderful money but long hours. He loves his trade."
"Nerdier than I thought."
"Yes. A nerd soul but built like an athlete."
"I've noticed. Pole vaulter maybe."
"I love his pole."
"Not going to deny that. It did feel pretty darn good."
"I... think I'm okay allowing you to have sex with my husband."
"Don't panic... only when I feel needy."
"Good. We can't let our girls know about this."
"Um! That might be a problem." Piper leers out her French doors again. "No curtains. Travis, correct?" She points at the house behind her fence line only using a thumb over her shoulder.
"Oh fuck." Josie snatches up her clothing and runs out of sight to get dressed. "It never occurred to me that he could see us through the doors. I hope it was too dark last night to see by."
"Reflection of the sun might be masking us now. Oopsie! French whore door is wide open. Aw, well! He looks harmless enough."
"Aren't you going to get dressed?"
"Naaaa! Coffee black? Cream? Sugar?" She was ready to order.
"Large Caramel Cappuccino." Josie steps to the doors and squints to check if she could see Travis. "Fuck! Travis has his telescope out on his balcony. I swear that boy is... the students call him Perbert, his last name is Herbert."
"Ooooo! Zooming in and enjoying the show."
"That's not funny. He's the same age as my daughters. They go to school together. We've all lived here for years so they chat sometimes. His father passed a few years back, so my girls don't tease him as bad as some. He gets the short end of the stick at school though. As a matter of fact, he just got suspended. He was doing other students' homework for cash."
"I didn't have measurements for ordering drapes. I guess Travis gets another freebie tonight. My movers are delivering my things tomorrow early, of course I didn't pack drapes. I don't know I might just skip any curtains and blinds. I'm not shy. Okay, coffee is on its way. I ordered some croissants too from Dickin' Donuts."
"Dunkin' Donuts." Josie smirked, "I know what you meant though. Ever wonder if the bakers stick their dicks through the donut holes?"
"You're gross, you know they do. Cream filling is what bothers me." Piper laughs. Josie found it in her to ignore Travis and his bird watching. Chances are he had seen her before now. Probably even her daughters at some point. She even waved at Travis to be nice. He waved back, his other hand in obvious use. Josie simply sighed and mumbled, "Whatever!" beneath her breath.
"I wish Henry would hurry up. No offense, but I really need to brush my teeth."
"Yeah, not a bad idea. Pussy breath does linger."
