Please read my story, Jane, before reading this. It will explain a lot.
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I woke the next morning, immediately recalling the events of the night before. Jane was sleeping peacefully, so I slipped out of our room quietly. I made coffee and stood staring out the window, in a sort of trance, my thoughts a muddle. No sign of Mike yet. No doubt recovering, from last night's tryst with Jane. I poured a cup of fresh brew and walked out to the east deck, to watch the sunrise. I wondered how I should act, what I should say. Will I be able to relax around this guy? Why not? He doesn't know, I know! What about Jane. How's she going to feel in the light of day.
'Morning.'
'Ah, hi Mike. How'd you sleep?
'Like a rock. It's really quiet here.'
'I know. You hear all kinds of things at night. Would you like a coffee?'
'Sure, I'll get it.'
'Relax, Mike. I need a refill, I'll get it. Like a shot of Baileys?'
'Sounds great!'
Walking into the kitchen, I could hear Jane using her hair dryer. I must've been out on the deck for a long time. I poured three coffees with Baileys, just as Jane walked into the kitchen.
She looked as beautiful as ever, wearing a satin blue robe, that hugged her figure in all the right places, 'How's my wonderful husband this morning?'
'I'm good.'
'How are you?'
She came to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, and kissed me with unusual morning passion, 'I feel very loved. By a very loving husband!'
'That's good! You are loved!'
'Have you seen Mike yet?'
'Yeah. He's outside.'
'Did you talk?'
'Small talk.'
'Was it awkward?'
'No more than usual. I hardly know him.'
She looked at me with a wry smile and whispered, 'You know him better than he thinks.'
'True. So, what are your plans for today?'
'How do you feel about it?'
'Me?'
'Of course, you!'
'Shhhh. Keep your voice down. Do you... want to fuck him again?'
'Maybe. Would you like me to?'
'As long as I'm there, watching.'
'He's probably tired, and I think he was going to head home today.'
'I'll bet you could change his mind, here, take his coffee out to him. One look at you, and I guarantee, he'll wake right up!'
She kissed my cheek, adjusted her robe for effect, grabbed two coffees and walked outside, swinging that sweet ass all the way.
I moved close to the doorway, so I could watch them.
'Good morning, Mike! Here's your coffee!' She chirped, as she kissed his cheek.
As he took his coffee, she leaned back against the deck railing with her robe hanging loose. The front was barely covering her large boobs, her large nipples teasing the edge of the satin, one long leg stretched out through the opening. She was really working it, and she looked hot as hell!
'Whoa! Do... Do you look like that, every morning?'
'No. Only after getting fucked good, the night before!' throwing her hair back.
'Jesus, Jane. Keep it down. Where's Dave?' he whispered.
'Relax, Mike! He's in the bedroom, I think. So.... did you enjoy last night?'
'Enjoy it! Hell yes! Maybe too much, I think. I'm sorry if I went too far!'
'Too far? Mike! It was wonderful!'
She moved along the railing, close to him, as he turned to face her. She looked into his eyes, and with a soft sultry voice said,
'Last night... was a night... I'd dreamed about for years!' Then she hugged him close, pressing her firm breasts against his chest and kissed him passionately, parting her lips to accept his tongue. The kiss lasted for minutes, until she broke away, stepping back, And Mike.. if you're up to it... I'd like some more!'
He was stunned. Not quite believing his ears. 'But I -'
'But what?'
'I should probably get going.'
She stood closer, her face just inches from his, gazing deeply into his eyes as she took his hand and eased it inside her robe onto her breast, 'I wish you'd stay. Promise me, you'll think about it!'
'I.. I dunno... I-'
Reaching down, she lightly stroked the bulge in his shorts, 'Hmmmm... you don't know... but your hot cock does!'
She opened her robe, showing him what he'd miss, then turned and walked back inside, smiling and stifling a giggle as she passed me, headed for the bedroom.
I looked outside at him, still stunned, being seduced again. I almost felt sorry for him. But, then again, why feel sorry for a guy who fucked my wife, and will probably fuck, or get fucked again!
'Where's Jane, Mike?'
'Ahhhh, err, she just, slipped inside!'
'You feeling okay? You look a little flustered!' I deliberately tried to put a little pressure on him, enjoying his slight discomfort. Mean? Maybe, but he'd have to get over it soon, if he hopes to have Jane again.
'No. I'm cool. Just tired, I guess. So, Dave. With it being so quiet here, you must sleep great.'
What an opening. He has no idea where this'll lead.
'Yeah. But sometimes, because it's so quiet, the smallest of noises can wake me.'
'Really?'
He was acting nervous again, fidgeting with his fingers, not knowing how or where to stand.
'Like last night. Usually, after a long day in the sun, along with a few drinks, I'm done. But last night, I woke up. Couldn't seem to get back to sleep, so I went down to check the fire. You two, did a good job putting it out. Thanks. I figured Jane would insist on it, but since I was awake, I checked.
'No problem. It's the least I could do.'
'When I came back inside, I thought I heard the TV. So, I walked into the living room, and heard you... and then I heard... Jane.'
Silence. Nothing but the twittering birds, and the wind through the trees.
Mike leaned on the railing and hung his head, 'Jesus, Dave. I'm so sorry. One thing led to another--'
'You shoulda shut the door, too. I couldn't help it... I saw you...'
'Oh God. I'm sorry! Jesus. I'll just pack and leave.'
'You can't.'
'What? What is this? Hotel California?'
'You can't leave. Jane wants you to stay.'
'She what?'
'Mike. Get hold of yourself! Take a breath.... now... listen to me.'
He stared out into the trees, the sunlight dancing on the leaves looked so peaceful. A stark contrast to his inner turmoil, and deep breathing.
But it was time he knew, how I felt.
'This is going to sound a bit crazy. You don't need to feel guilty.'
'But I do.'
'That's natural, I suppose. But let me give you something to think about. Jane and I have often fantasized about her with another man. It's really spiced up our sex life.'
'I would imagine.'
'Yeah, she really enjoys it! I've pretended to be all kinds of men. Actors, singers, it all depends how she feels. A few years ago, I realized she kept wanting to fantasize about one man in particular. So, one night I asked her. Any idea who that was?'
'No, why would I know?'
'Because, Mike. You... are that man!'
He stared at me, with a confused look on his face, 'No way! No way!'
I just kept looking at him, slowly nodding my head.
'Really?'
'Really! Her crush on you, was intense. Sometimes, I had to lead her on... encourage her to admit... to her true, inner feelings.
... and, I had to deal with my own feelings. The fantasy seemed so vivid and my love for her is boundless. During all those role plays, I started to think about watching her, really watching her with another man. I told her, if she ever had the opportunity... you know... to have sex with you, she had my approval.
Think about yesterday, Mike. How many times have you visited..and not stayed the night'
'A few, I guess.'
'And yesterday, you agreed to stay.'
'Yeah.'
'It hasn't occurred to you, has it?
You were seduced! Seduced by Jane! Think.
The clothes she wore, the cleavage, the touching, the drinks, and last, but not least, the conveniently, absent husband! Jesus, Mike! How, could any man resist!'
'So, we're okay?'
'As long as she's happy, yeah.
Um... now I have a confession to make. Remember, I told you I saw you through the open door?'
'Yeah?'
'That's just, partly true. I saw everything. I watched you with her, by the fire... in the living room... and through the bedroom window! So, ah... now it's my turn to feel guilty.'
Another period of silence. I patiently waited for him to speak.
'I can deal with that. If it doesn't bother you.'
'Mike. I love Jane. I want Jane to be happy, and right now, she wants some time with you. I figure we'll let things play out, knowing that, her happiness, is foremost on my mind.'
'Did I hear my ears burning?'
'Probably. You've been a feature in our conversation.'
'Oh my! I hope it was complimentary.'
'It definitely was!'
Jane stood between us, once again leaning back on the deck rail. I quickly noticed his eyes scanning her body, lustfully. He caught my eye, looked at me, nodding my approval. As she talked about the weather, she appeared relaxed, but her flushed cheeks and hard nipples betrayed her calm demeanor.
'....it's just such a beautiful day. I feel like almost anything could happen!'