For the next few days I was a bit nervous. What I told Ashley was the truth, I had never cheated on my wife before so I never had to try and cover anything like this up. Even though I tried to put it out of my mind, there was no doubt that on some level I was waiting for some little bit of evidence from our night of passion to surface, something that would set the dominoes falling and cause our secret to be exposed.
It had not occurred to me until my wife was home that one of the neighbors might have seen Ashley coming or going and might ask my wife what she was doing over at our house. My brain was working overtime trying to come up with stories to explain it. Maybe she had a problem with her laptop or maybe I should just tell my wife that she came over to talk to her. No matter what, my wife would want to know why I didn't tell her about Ashley's visit sooner, which would not be good. There was one thing for certain, in the future Ashley and I would have to have our stories straight long before we needed them.
Ashley ended up going with Lindsey and her parents up to their lake house for the week so it gave me plenty of time to dwell upon the situation that I now found myself in. On one hand I was exhilarated by fucking such a beautiful young girl as Ashley. I felt like a kid again, so full of testosterone and energy. On the other hand, I kept asking myself how long the affair could last and just what the repercussions would be if and when it ended.
By the time Friday night rolled around I was working at my desk in my home office and feeling pretty confident that nobody had noticed Ashley coming or going from our house. I was relieved but I also realized that her parents' party the next day would be the true test. Most of the neighbors would be there as would Ashley, my wife and I. If someone did notice, and we didn't have our stories straight, things would go downhill fast.
I tried to run all of the scenarios through my mind, Ashley's parents' house is directly behind ours but when she came over she came and went through the front door. Did she see anyone outside? Did she talk to any of the neighbors as she walked over here? I needed to know the facts so I could build our lie upon them.
I wondered if Ashley was home yet from the lake house and decided that I'd better text her in order to make sure we were both on the same page in case anyone did ask.
"Can you talk?" I texted. My heart started beating faster and I could feel my breathing picking up. I tried to tell myself that I wasn't in high school any longer and I was the one in control of this relationship. I'm not saying I believed it, but that's what I told myself.
"Hey! Yeah, we're in the car on our way back. Miss me? :)" she replied almost instantly.
"Yes, I miss you. I just wanted to make sure we had our stories straight for tomorrow, in case anyone saw you at my house."
"Nobody saw me, I was careful. I've been thinking about your big cock all week."
"Naughty girl. Are you sure you didn't see anyone outside or driving by when you got here or when you left?"
"Nope, not a single person, I made sure. And I plan on being VERY naughty tomorrow."
"We can't do anything with all of those people around. We'd get caught for sure," I replied but my mind was racing to do the calculations. Just what could we get away with at the barbeque with all of those people around?
"My pussy needs you."
My cock was growing beneath my jeans and I did my best to ignore it. As much as I'd enjoy a little sexting session with Ashley I had to make sure that she was ready just in case someone did question her being over at our house.
"And I need you, but if anyone asks just say you were having trouble with your laptop and wanted me to look at it. OK?"
"Yes, sir. Linds wants to know if I'm talking to the guy that put 'the big stupid smile' on my face all week long."
I read that message and smiled myself. It was good to know that I was having as big of an effect on young Ashley as she was having on me.
"And just what have you told her about me?"
"Not much. Just that you're older... and that you can make me cum! :)"
"Nice, and what does she say to that?"
"She wanted to know if we could do a three-way!! LOL"
I blinked my eyes a few times and re-read the screen more times than I'd care to admit, thinking that I had to be reading the message wrong. I certainly wasn't expecting a response like that one. I decided that it was probably just Ashley playing a joke on me and I knew that I had to play it cool in any response that I gave her.
"Too bad I want YOU, not Lindsey," was my reply.
"Aww, good answer! :) I'll reward you tomorrow! Gotta run, we're stopping for burgers."
"Ok, until tomorrow!"
I sat at my desk for a moment and re-read the conversation before hitting the button that deleted all record of it from my phone forever. Was Ashley joking about me fucking her and her best friend at the same time? A three-way has always been on my bucket list and having one with two amazing 18 year olds would be more than I could have ever imagined.
But why was I imagining it? I knew that adding another person to the mix would only add to the possibility that things would go south sooner rather than later. It would add one more possible weak link to the chain, another ego that could be hurt and another set of stories to juggle. Before I wrote that first text message Ashley was more than enough of a fantasy to satisfy me, so why did one little seemingly joke text set my libido running?
It probably didn't help that Lindsey was almost a carbon copy of Ashley in the looks department, except where Ashley is a blonde Lindsay is a redhead. Both tall and slim with long hair, and both had long, slender legs that seemed to go on forever. I had never bedded a ginger girl and I had to admit it was another thing that was on my sexual bucket list. Just imagining having Ashley and Lindsey together was a delicious thought, but one that I'd have to put out of my mind for now.
My thoughts turned to seeing Ashley the next day at the party and trying to make sure that we didn't give anything away. I knew that there would be a lot of people there, which meant that there would be a better chance of us getting caught if we tried anything or even looked at each other wrong. I also knew that having all of those people around, including my wife and Ashley's mom and dad, would make anything that we did get away with that much hotter.
I turned off my computer and stared out the window for a moment, looking out over at Ashley's parents' house and wondering just what the next day had in store for me. The text exchange with Ashley had gotten me revved up and I needed to do something about it. I thought about taking matters into my own hands, but decided against it. Instead, I got up and went to find my wife to see what she was doing.
I found Katherine in our bedroom sitting on our bed and reading something on her Kindle. Her blonde hair was down and she was already dressed for bed in a pair of boring flannel pajamas that she picked up at Costco. We had not had sex since she was home and by her outfit I could tell she wasn't expecting any this evening.
"What are you reading?" I asked as I walked into the bedroom and made my way over to the bed.
"A book," she replied curtly.
"Yeah, I kind of figured that. What book?" I sat down on my side of the bed and looked over at her. Flashbacks of Ashley and I fucking like crazy right where she was sitting filled my mind, causing my cock to get even harder beneath my jeans.
"Nothing you'd like, I'm sure."
"How do you know?" I asked, moving closer to her on the bed, trying to get a glimpse for myself of what was on the screen that she was reading.
"I know you," she said.
"If you know me so well, why don't you tell me what I'm thinking about right now?" I asked as visions of Ashley slowly teasing my cock in a black lace babydoll flooded my mind.
"What you're always thinking about, and I'm not in the mood." Her blue eyes looked up at me and then looked back down at her Kindle as if our conversation was over.
My left hand reached out and grabbed a hold of her blonde hair as I leaned in and kissed her lips hard. She moaned into my kiss as I moved closer to her and let my right hand slide up under the top of her pajamas. I found her ample 38Cs and moved my hand back and forth between them as I rolled her hardening nipples between my thumb and index finger.
I got on top of her and the kisses became more passionate. My tongue forced its way into her mouth and she responded with quick little twirls of her own tongue around mine. I kissed her hard, sucking and nibbling on her soft lower lip. I heard her let out a small moan and then I heard what I imagined was the sound of the Kindle falling onto the floor next to the bed.
I kneeled, straddling her body and looked down into her eyes. She didn't say a word as my hands made their way to the buttons of her ugly pajama top. I grasped the material on both sides with my big hands and pulled it apart violently, causing the buttons to go flying every which way and the remaining material to fall down on both sides of her body.
"Fuck, what's gotten into you?" she moaned.
