Jim Mitchell travels his medical sales territory in weekly cycles. Every fifth week he would work in Nashville. Being on the road so much was tough on his family. He had been an absentee husband and father for most of his adult life. Now that the children are grown and in college, his wife, Lucy, can travel with him, which made life much easier. Except when it came time to work the Nashville portion of his sales territory.
Nashville presented its unique problem if he let Lucy accompanied him on that business trip. In Nashville, Jim had met Maggie Wilson, a nurse practitioner at the Vanderbilt University Hospital. Jim had known Maggie intimately for about five years. She was for all practical purposes his wife away from home. In Nashville, he stayed in Maggie's condo, and she assumed all the sexual duties a wife would ordinarily fill. So, you can understand the dilemma Jim would have in if Lucy ever met Maggie.
A few months after Logan and Becky left for college, the next trip to Nashville came due. Jim was able to convince Lucy to spend that week visiting Becky at her college. That would allow him to come up with a permanent plan to keep his wife and mistress apart.
Lucy was excited about her visit with Becky and Logan, so she chose to leave the following Saturday afternoon. She told Jim she wanted to get there early enough to meet Becky and Logan for dinner. What Lucy didn't tell Jim was that Keith Barrett lived near Becky's college and she had secretly planned to meet him without Jim's presences. She planned to spend Saturday night in Keith's bed before meeting with her children on Sunday morning. Keith had awakened the slut in Lucy when she and Jim had a threesome with Keith in Birmingham. She found herself now looking at other men and fantasizing about having sex with them. Her sexual appetite had grown to the point of fantasizing about being with women also.
Jim didn't know Lucy was fully aware of who Maggie Wilson was, and the part she played in Jim's life. His affair with Maggie had bothered Lucy at first, but she learned to live with it because Jim was a good provider, a good husband, and a good father. Lucy didn't care if he got a little on the side as long as he returned home to her. Since her threesome with Keith and Jim, she seriously considered asking Jim if she and Maggie could have a threesome with him.
Lucy stopped at a full-service filling station before leaving town to meet with Becky. While the station attendant serviced her vehicle, she found a private place to make a phone call. She had Keith Barrett's business card in her purse and gave him a call.
Keith didn't recognize the number, so he answered on the third ring using his most professional voice.
"Keith Barrett here."
"Keith, this is Lucy Mitchell, Jim Mitchell's wife. Do you remember me?"
Keith laughed, "Yes, of course, I do remember you, Lucy. That week with you and Jim in Birmingham will forever be etched in my mind, and you don't have to sound so formal. Are you and Jim back in Birmingham?"
"No. Jim will be in Nashville this next week, and I'm on my way down to spend the week with my daughter and son."
"Ooooooh... does that mean what I think it does?"
"I don't know. What you think it means," Lucy teasingly asked?
"I'm imaging unbridled sex between you and me all week," Keith crowed?
"That is a distinct possibility if you play your cards right," She giggled.
Keith was silent for a minute then asked, "Is this the first time you've visited Becky at school; You know just the two of you?
"Yes, it is. Why?"
"I'd like to meet your daughter. Is there any chance the three of us can get together while you are visiting?"
"Why the sudden interest in my daughter," Lucy asked?
"I was just wondering how close the two of you are?"
"We are very close," Lucy answered with a suspicious tone in her voice, "but I have not visited her at school yet because she has been away at school for only a few months. It's her Freshman Year, and I wanted to give her time to adjust to college life."
"Do you plan to spend more time with Becky than with your son," he queried?
"I supposed I'll spend most of my time with Becky because I'm supposed to stay in her dorm room. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, ...nothing. I've had this amazing fantasy ever since you told me you were fucking your son."
Lucy suspiciously asked, "And that amazing fantasy is what?"
"Oh...It's just a recurring fantasy of mine." He paused a moment and then said, "I've always had this fantasy about participating in a mother-daughter threesome. Since you told me about you and your son having sex together, I let my mind run away with visions of you, your daughter and me."
Lucy's face turned a crimson red, and the rage she felt inside startled her. She looked around to see if anyone was close enough to hear her phone conversation. She had to restrain herself from going off on Keith over the phone. Keith could sense her wrath even over the phone.
"If you think I'm gonna let you fuck my daughter, you can just get that thought out of your mind," Lucy scolded!
"Just calm down and hear me out," he urged. "There is nothing wrong with listening to what I have to say."
Lucy struggled with Keith's innuendo. A thousand thoughts raced through her mind, but none of them ever made it to verbalization. The silence coming from Lucy's end of the conversation was interpreted by Keith to mean she was open to listening to his suggestions. He continued with his explanation.
"Just keep an open mind for a minute and let your imagination wander into sexual fantasies that you may or may not have dared to contemplate."
Lucy mumbled to herself, "Okay, I'm listening."
"When we were in Birmingham you told me that you and Becky are close as a mother and daughter. Now keep an open mind and tell me if you have ever had any fantasies about your daughter or wondered what Becky tastes like?"
Lucy was shocked and appalled at his question. She looked around again to see if anyone was close enough to hear her phone conversation. "I know what Becky tastes like," Lucy fired back. "I have tasted her many times on Logan's cock. Sometimes almost immediately after they've had sex together."
"Wow... what did you think about her taste?"
"What do you mean; what did I think?"
