Chapter 2: My New Life
Prologue: For some time Elisabeth had been thinking about having an affair with Randy, her boss, who had made several sexual overtures to her over a period of months. As her frustration with her husband's days away from home and lack of sexual interest grew, she decided that an afternoon with Randy would teach her the things she needed to know to improve the physical relationship with her husband, Lloyd. The erotically elegant and steamy love affair with her highly skilled and virile boss left her both excited and satisfied. The sophisticated and charming Randy had covered her car with roses with a romantic note attached.
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After I arrived home I took the roses to the dining room and put them in watered vases. I told my two daughters I had grabbed the roses after a party at work when the secretaries were given flowers.
Friday evening Lloyd came home from his trip, I told him I had a bladder infection and the nurse told me to avoid sex for a week or two. He did not seem too concerned. His reaction did not come as a surprise to me.
Saturday morning Lloyd took the garbage out and noticed the roses in the garbage can. I told him what I told the girls. I believe he accepted this explanation, as he did not say anything.
About three weeks after the affair I was sure Lloyd would be in the mood for sex and I would be able to slowly interject some of the sexual techniques I had learned. I was in the mood, but Lloyd was not. In fact his sex drive was at a new low. That is zero. Was Lloyd impotent? I was devastated as my plans for us were no more than one of my fantasies. Was I was naive in thinking an affair would solve our problems, or was I hungry for sex?
Going to work my morale was at a new low and my coworkers noticed it. Larry became my close friend and I no longer considered him a suitor. He suggested we go out at noon and have a hamburger at one the fast foods. I new he would not try and take me to his house so I said yes. At McDonalds we would get our hamburgers and talk and Larry wanted to know what was really bugging me. I said this is not the most private place to talk and my problem was about my home life.
The closest he came to flirting with me was when we returned to the plant and he opened my car door. Getting out my legs showed beautifully and he whistled. I said, "Thank you," and he grinned and said, "Yes Mama."
In the following months we would make weekly lunch trips to McDonalds. One eventful day we could see from the car the food line inside was very long, and he suggested we go to the drive in window and eat in the car, It was a nice spring day and I said, "Sounds good." While we were eating I expressed my feeling more openly and tears started streaming down my cheeks. Larry took a napkin leaned over and wiped them away. We looked into each other's eyes and knew a light kiss was in order. After the kiss he backed away and said, "Do you feel better?" I smiled back. My pussy was on fire.
The next weekend Lloyd's outdoor group was sponsoring a Triathlon for the local clubs and Lloyd and I went. Lloyd entered the one for guys over forty and he came in someplace in the middle, which is real good considering his short legs. He was really fatigued, and all I got him to eat for supper was a little soup. After which he went in the tent, and I knew he would not wake till morning.
It was late afternoon and I went for a walk in the camping area. I was feeling sexy from watching the athletes run around today. Two good looking guys, probably in their mid thirties, engaged me in conversation about the events. They had entered the Iron man event yesterday. The blond said he was the coach at a nearby private school. I mentioned my husband finished his run today and was really fatigued. The good-looking blonde let it be known he was available if I needed anything. "I politely said I was happily married, and please excuse me, as I have to fix dinner."
I attend the evening campfire and singing, but around nine p.m. it started to thunder and rain lightly. I left for my tent and on the way the blond saw me and said, "They are going to have a very informal dance at the covered pavilion. Come as you are." I said, "Perhaps later; I'll think about it." I checked on Lloyd, and he was in a deep sleep. I realized no escort to the dance from him.
I thought about the dance and the blonde. His attention to me really got me worked up. I wanted to stay loyal to my husband, and I was hoping his running would stimulate his desire for sex. If I had given up on Lloyd who knows, as he was well built and looked interesting. He would have been great company on a rainy night. I listened to the rain on the nylon tent, and it slightly muffled the sound of the music from the pavilion. So I said to myself I knew if I went to the dance and danced with the blonde hunk, he would probably rub his belly into me, and I would feel his bulge and want to fuck him right on the dance floor. It had been over three months since my affair with Randy, and no sex with my husband for over six months
Gosh! "What's a sex starved broad to do on a night like this and not get into trouble?" For my entertainment, I decided to stay in the tent and have an erotic fantasy about what would have happened if I chose Larry instead of Randy for my first and only affair.
Let's see now where shall I start? But first I want to get comfortable so I can masturbate if necessary. I knew I would, so I got some paper towels to clean up with, and I undressed. Next I wanted to relax so my subconscious mind could help guide me. I relaxed my whole body and let my mind idle. I found myself in the twilight somewhere between being awake and sleeping. I was visualizing that I was at work, and when I saw Larry entering the office, I pushed my chair back, crossed my legs, and pulled my dress up above my knees. Larry and others previously commented on my beautiful long legs, and I know Larry would love to get between them.
Larry comes up by my desk and sees more of my legs than he has ever seen. He stops and says, "Good morning." I moistens my lips and say in a sexy voice, "And a good morning to you too; is the lunch invitation still open?" Larry is elated and says how about tomorrow. It's Friday, and my wife will be gone on another one of her trips.
I say lunch is hardly time enough. I will tell Susan I have a dental appointment after lunch, and I will be late. How about you? Can you get your lunch extended an hour? During the afternoon break Larry and I go over the plan for tomorrow. At lunch we will both take our own cars and meet at his house.
I dream that the next morning went slowly, but finally it was time for the noon lunch break. I go out to my car, and when I am backing out, Larry is slowing leaving. Following Larry's Cadillac is no problem. When we both arrive in the driveway at Larry's house, he uses his wireless door opener to open up the two-bay garage door. We drive in and the door closes behind us.
I see Larry and I entering his house; he slips his arm around me and says he has been wishing for this chance for a long time. I tell him I have thought about it too, but he has to promise not to tell. He agrees, but I'm not really sure he will keep his promise.
