It was late Saturday morning. Matt was gone playing golf. Darla picked up the phone and called Rex.
"I was just calling to see if you were up!"
Rex chuckled. I've been up since early this morning. I saw your husband drive off with his golf clubs about an hour ago."
"Matt has to play his golf every Saturday."
"Why don't you come over and have a drink and well talk about last night?"
Darla laughed. "I'll be over in a couple minutes. See you than."
Darla quickly combed her hair and checked her eyes shadow. She put on lipstick and squirted perfume around her neck.
Rex was waiting in the kitchen when she slid the door open. He was holding a glass in his hand smiling.
"I fixed you a glass with mostly soda. Go ahead and taste it."
Darla took the drink. She gave it a little taste. She could barely taste the whiskey and smiled.
"That's not too strong. I thought you were going to try and get me drunk this morning."
Rex was checking her out as she sat at the table. "How did your husband enjoy last night?"
"He didn't talk about it that much. I know he got turned on. He came twice while he was here than I took him home and whacked it off again for him."
Rex started to chuckle as he looked at her and grinned. "You mean you didn't give him any last night?"
Darla smiled replying. "No. I was too sore."
Rex was still grinning as he sat down on the other side of the table. "Are you sure you weren't treating him like a cuckold?"
Darla laughed fairly loud. "I suppose Matt would enjoy that!"
"There you go!"
Darla was still smiling at Rex in almost a laugh. "What are you talking about?"
Rex folded his arms on the table and leaned forward. He began talking seriously to Darla.
"I know it may seem strange but your husband is expecting these things from you."
Darla listened more seriously as she asked. "You think he wants me to deny sex from him? Is that it?"
"You explained the situation to me last week. It's a fantasy for him! If that what it takes for him to really get off than why not do it?
Darla smiled and pointed her finger at Rex. "You think your being slick Mister! You just want it all to yourself!"
Rex busted out laughing. "Now there is an idea!"
Rex kept laughing as he rubbed his forehead and continued. "Think about it. I really think Matt would love it. You said you were sore after having sex with me. Why not let him wonder if you're denying him pussy on purpose?"
Darla sipped on her drink than replied. "I really was sore last night. I'm not joking or making it up."
"I believe you. I just thought about it and why not play along with it. I think your husband would get a trill out of it."
Darla thought about it and replied. "I just don't want to hurt his feelings. I really think he had a great time last night. I never expected him to lick my pussy afterward either."
Rex laughed. "You see! He loves all that shit!"
"I just don't understand it. Did you see his face standing behind the sofa last night? He looked like a little boy walking into a candy store!"
Rex looked at Darla saying. "You're going to give him more candy too! It's just how my friend and that couple I told you about got started. Her husband is into all that shit."
Darla took another drink. "Matt's birthday is coming up. I'd like to buy him a nice video camera so he can video tape us."
Rex busted out laughing again. "OK. I guess we are going to do this again."
Darla just starred at Rex for a moment. "I never really discussed any of this with my husband you know."
"You mean about getting together again?"
Darla sat sipping the drink. "If I really think back we did speak a little about it before last night. I remember telling Matt I didn't want to meet a bunch of different guys. He agreed to it." "I guess you'll want Matt here with us whenever we decide to get together?"
Darla nervously laughed. "Not necessarily."
Rex's eyes opened wide.
Darla was looking down at the glass as she rubbed her fingers on it. Rex reached out and took hold of her arm as their hands moved together. Rex lifted up enough to scoot his chair next to hers. He put his arm around her and kissed her on the lips next.
"I remember what you told me that night in the car."
Darla was starring into his eyes. Their lips were only inches apart. "I don't feel like I'm cheating on him now."
They lips locked together again. Rex moved his hand around enough to caress one of her boobs. She was only wearing a tank top and wasn't wearing a bra. They kept kissing while Rex gently rubbed the back of his fingers along her nipple.
Darla backed her head far enough away to look at his neck. She laughed and pointed her finger when she saw the red blotch she gave him the night before.