For the rest of that night and into the early hours of the morning they continued to make love, until finally, exhausted they fell asleep in each other's arms.
After a time Allen woke. His mind was in turmoil, he just couldn't believe he allowed his wife to let another man have her. Now he must face the possible consequences – would she now drop her knickers for any man that comes along. Would she fall in love with someone who could pleasure her better than him?
He just couldn't believe it.
"What have I done?" He whispered into the darkness.
He thought hard and long over most of the issues that rattled through his head. His mind reeled again at the prospect of loosing her, that was never his intention all he wanted to do was to see her being taken, watch her come on another mans cock. Now everything could backfire on him by putting everything he treasured and loved the most on the line just for lust.
"No, no she wouldn't, would she?" he thought, throughout last night she'd repeatedly told him that she loved him and would never leave him. Sarah had always believed strongly in the promises made in the wedding vows but now they are broken, forever.
For several hours he lay with Sarah gently sleeping beside him, his thoughts swinging round in circles never forming a conclusion of what he should do. Earlier he'd indicated to Sarah about some rules he wanted to introduce, but he knew if he did it would be impossible to enforce and would require Sarah to keep to the rules. Yet they had both broken the cardinal rule of marriage so why would more rules make it better. These and more daunting ideas sapped his already exhausted mind and eventually he fell asleep.
He awoke to find Sarah already up. He looked towards the window and saw the English weather had put paid to any work outside the house and more importantly any work at the allotment.
After visiting the bathroom he dressed and found Sarah in the kitchen placing a fried egg on some toast, "Here you go sleepy head tuck into this," she said with a large smile and handed him the plate.
With her remark he looked up at the kitchen clock and saw the time, "Christ is that the time a quarter past ten, I really didn't mean to sleep in that long."
He sat at the table and took a sip of his coffee that was already prepared and then tucked into his meal.
Sarah sat opposite him, "So what have you got planned for today?"
He pointed towards the window saying, "The British weather has put paid to most things I'd had planned, wanted to plant some more veg on the allotment but it doesn't look like it will happen."
"You never know it might clear up enough for you," she added gently smiling, "I'll come with you if you like."
His mind rebelled at the thought of meeting Derick knowing he'd fucked his wife. What am I supposed to do now, he thought.
"Allen is there anything wrong," Sarah asked looking at her husbands face. He'd turned pale and looked anxious.
"Um, no I'm fine it was such a heavy night last night."
"Yes it was I've never known you to be so excited even before we were married."
"What do you mean?" Allen asked slightly perplexed as he pushed the plate away and picked up his coffee mug.
"You were insatiable you wore me out, darling and it was fantastic." Sarah smiled at him lustfully her eyes smouldered with a lecherous look.
A wry smile formed on his lips as he watched her, "You have never said anything like this before?"
"Because you've never made love to me like that before, it was as if you couldn't get enough of me and that all you ever wanted was me. Somehow you managed to extract the lust from me and use it against me, giving me more pleasure than I ever thought possible. To sum it up, darling you were fantastic and you can do it to me again and again anytime you want."
Dubiously Allen looked at his wife and questioned, "But that's not the truth of it, Sarah?"
Sarah leaned back mildly shocked, "I don't understand."
"You have forgotten that I wasn't the only man you had yesterday," he watched his wife blush, "Derick was the instigator to our mutual enjoyment last night if it wasn't for him we'd probably not bothered and fell asleep."
Sarah was quiet for a moment and then replied, "Yes you're right I suppose. It doesn't change the fact that what you did to me last night was out of this world. And even though a third person instigated it our feelings haven't changed have they, I still love you, Allen, you're my man and always will be. I hope you still feel the same about me?"
"I love you more than ever, Sarah. But through my own selfish fantasies I've broken and forced you to break our most solemn promise made to each other on our wedding day. With that broken our lives will change. I have to say my feelings have changed because of what we have done and I certainly don't know where we go from here."
"I don't see where you're problem is, Allen. You're fantasy was to see me being taken by another man isn't that right. I allowed that to happen, unfortunately you didn't get to see it. In my mind that doesn't change a thing between us."
"Doesn't it, don't you see that I've allowed you the freedom to 'put it about' now. And there is nothing to stop you from bedding any man you took a fancy too. Anytime you felt like it with or without me."
"Yes I see your point," Sarah replied after a slight pause, "Yes I could go out, and drop my nicks but, you're forgetting one thing, darling it's whether I want too and who's to say I haven't already or even you, have had a fling. I agree we have broken the cardinal rule and so have millions of other couples but mostly surreptitiously behind each other's backs. We're different; well I like to think so, because we know we're doing it. We know when and where we're going to do it because that will be our way."
"You seem rather eager to continue, before yesterday you didn't want to know."
"Yes, I suppose it sounds hypocritical but then life doesn't allow you to know about things until you've tried them."
"So you want to continue?"
"Only if you do, darling," she responded quickly, "I'll go along with what ever you decide." Sarah finished her coffee, "What I want is what we did last night. The way you made love to me was simply incredible. You made me feel I was the only woman you wanted you haven't really done that before and now I want it again, Allen I love you more now than I ever have."
The weather didn't let up until after lunch and after a visit to the shops for supplies they went to the allotment. As they both walked down to their plot so Derick came out of his little shed.
All day Allen had been dreading this moment and now he was about to face him. The mixed feelings he felt were so confusing. One moment he wanted to punch the old boys' lights out and then the next instant he knew he couldn't because he'd instigated it all. He'd made Sarah go with him so how could he blame Derick. It was literally all his fault.
"Hi, Allen," the old boy spoke, his smile broadening as Sarah came closer to his plot, "Hello, Sarah how are you both?"
Derick seemed fine, his manner much the same as before.
"Hello, Derick how are you?" Her voice was happy and animated.
Allen saw the huge warm smile she gave him – jealousy bit deep at that moment.
"I'm fine, Las after yesterday everything in me feels real good."
Sarah seemed to either ignore him or didn't hear his remark but Allen caught on to it and stopped while Sarah continued on to their plot. "Oh, why's that then, Derick?" Allen asked his heart thumping in his chest.
Derick was still watching Sarah as she walked by. She was wearing jeans and a pale blue top with her water proof coat. He then leaned in close as if he didn't want anyone to hear,
"I got laid yesterday, first time in fourteen years, son."
"Well done, Derick you old codger," Allen replied his heart still racing as he knew he was talking about his wife. "Was that with that lady friend you mentioned the other day?"
