Recap: Elliot and Keira are at odds, their marriage failing, Keira has pretty much given up hope to revive their marriage.
Elliot is unemployed and behaving childish, seemingly uncaring.
They met an older couple, Keira and Bernadette hit it off splendidly and are all currently headed to the older couple's place for the evening.
Part 2
***** Bernadette narrating *****
Entering the limo I speak to our driver, Marcus take us home along the river, please." I smile seductively at Keira "The river route takes about 15 minutes longer than the direct route, giving us a little more alone time."
I flip open an ornate gold box on the shelf beside me, I twist open the lid on a small dark blue glass jar; retrieving a thin, well rolled joint, I dip the end in the jar, "I'm lacing this with a powerful, natural Asian aphrodisiac." I hold the joint to Keira lips; she pinches it between her thumb and forefinger.
"Keira, allow me to guide you, I want you to experience sex like never before; don't rush it, please prolong it, savor everything during the entire evening." I remove a gold lighter from the box.
"Continuing our bathroom conversation, are you ready to let me lead you to experience some intense soul-stirring sex, for an extraordinary orgasm.
"Oh, gawd yes, I am so ready." Keira sighed.
I place my left fingers around her wrist; my right hand holds the flame to light the special blended weed. She tokes; her eyes close, she blows tiny smoke rings. My fingers gingerly slide down her forearm; from there I rest my fingers on the bare flesh of her leg at the hem of the cotton summer dress; linger for a moment then glide to her knee as I sit back. I raise my hand for the joint as she's finishing a second draw.
"You must be frustrated that Elliot has become so selfish, not meeting your needs?"
Keira replies, "Ohh, that is the premise of most arguments. Totally selfish, like I don't matter anymore."
"Keira, do you not see the correlation between the lack in your sexual gratification, his selfishness and his apathy is fueling your conflicts."
Keira nods, "I believe you're right; the lack of sex is at the root of our dismay."
I move across to sit beside Kiera, caressing her upper thigh as we share the weed.
*** Keira narrating ***
I'm impressed crawling in back of such a luxurious limousine. I'm excited to be going to their place; I know I'm going to have some sensational sex with Bernadette.
This might be the wake-up call Elliot needs; I can't wait until he realizes why we're going to their house, I know, but he doesn't, it's not just for a BBQ, will he even care about what I am about to do? Well, either way, I'm going to thoroughly enjoy this evening, and this weekend will decide my future.
Bernadette is sitting across from me, her dress is up, her knees apart, once again I find myself craving her exposed smooth love nest, she mentions something about alone time. I consider kneeling on the floor and planting my face between her thighs when I hear the word aphrodisiac, and she pulls a joint from a gold box.
I don't need any aphrodisiac; I'm already waiting to explode; my mind fully focused on the taste of that twat teasing me.
I toke the joint, damn, I instantly realize its highly potent grass, and I can't wait to see what combined effect the aphrodisiac has.
Bernadette asks if I'm ready to allow her to guide me to a soul-stirring orgasm.
Ok, now I get it, she's sexually teasing me, instead of having several orgasms throughout the day, she's going to keep me on the cusp 'til tonight, a roller coaster ride of building me to an epic mind-altering climax as she described early.
Ok, hell ya, I'm all for it.
I ponder Bernadette's words about my relationship and Elliot's and my behavior, they really hit home. Maybe it is the great weed, maybe the fact I am relaxed, not focused on Elliot, but on this sexy woman; but everything Bernadette has said seems to make so much sense. My sexual frustration exposes my feelings like open wounds then Elliot's words poke the sensitive nerves and my rage responds, becoming another fight. It is time for me to move on. I deserve happiness.
Bernadette shifts across the limo to sit beside me, I toke again; gawd her fingers feel so good on my thigh. We share the joint; she begins a story.
***** Bernadette narrating *****
"We were young, madly in love, we couldn't wait to get married. It would be the until death do we part, grow old together marriage.
2 years later I came home unexpected, he was on the sofa humping a coworker. 'It just happened, I'm sorry, but I'm in love with her.' He whined as he lifted off her naked body, his shiny slick dick pointing skyward.
I screamed at him; so now all of a sudden, we aren't in love? I was devastated heart broken. I never got over him, I still have a place in my heart for him.