TUESDAY
Marie was barely awake when Chris' alarm went off but she felt him get out of bed and cross to the en-suite bathroom for his shower. It had taken her a further hour to fully go back to sleep after the mind-blowing moments she had shared with her uncle the night before. Having had him inside her whilst she lay next to her sleeping husband, she decided, officially made her a slut. And she loved it.
Although there was uindeniable passion between her and Uncle Rich, it was still just sex. They weren't going to run off together and get married and start a new life. He was an old man, essentially, who found a younger woman sexy. And she was a woman who needed that kind of attention, that kind of validation that she was not as unattractive as she thought she looked and felt like.
Marie had already decided that she was going to ring in sick to work for her three days that week, before Chris had even left the house at 7am. He was rushed and grumpy - understandably - at having to make the trip, and he mentioned that he had not slept well that night.
At that thought, Marie panicked that he hadn't been as asleep as she thought he had been, and that he had heard or even felt what she had done. But she convinced herself soon after that he would not have left the house so normally if that had been the case. But she had no doubt that she and Rich had disturbed his slumber with their frenzied late-night fumble.
Once Chris had left, Marie got up, got showered and dressed for work as usual. She already had a plan of how the next day in her illicit affair with Uncle Rich was going to play out, and it did not involve her letting him or her parents know that she was not going into work.
Marie worked on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays. On Tuesdays and Wednesdays, her parents did the school runs and kept the twins for dinner, for Marie to pick them up on her way home. Her plan for today was to drop them to her parent's house by 8am as usual. She had already checked Uncle Rich's bowls schedule for the day and knew he would be leaving just after 8am himself, needing to drive the coast road to Starcross for his game to start at 9am. He already mentioned over dinner last night that it was a single's match and he should be home by lunch.
So that would give her a few hours to get herself ready for him to return, and then at least four or five hours just for them before she would have to do the fake "after-work" pick-up. Another hour or two with the twins before they went to bed, and she and Rich would have a long, uninterrupted evening and night together.
Her legs shook and her stomach flipped at the thought as she wondered what shenanigans they could possibly get up to when totally alone - save for the sleeping children - considering what they had already managed to do with her husband around.
The morning rush came and went, again no real chance for conversation or awkward glances with Uncle Rich before they both had to leave. However, she was fairly confident they were now beyond any stage of awkwardness, since he had actually been inside her last night!
That thought warmed her body through. She had marvelled at how big his cock was when she saw it during the evening, for the first time. But she had barely had time to process how big it felt inside her for those few moments it had been in the early hours. She brushed the thought aside, knowing full-well that the chances he would be inside her again in a matter of hours was very strong indeed.
"You still got the key from yesterday?" she called to Rich as she ushered the twins out of the door.
"Yep, yep!" came the reply.
"Message me when you leave after your game, just to let me know how it went," she lied. She momentarily forgot that her plan to be at home was a secret.
"No worries, will do! Have a good day!" Rich was a little suspicious why she would want that message, but assumed she was just wanting to make sure he left and got home safely, not knowing the area and all.
Marie dropped the twins off at a more relaxed pace than usual, claiming that she was shattered by poor sleep and very lethargic that day.
"You don't look too well, love," her mum commented as she went to leave. "I know how hard it is on you when Chris is away, so let us know if you need us to take them for a night or anything."
Marie had to force herself to show no excitement at the prospect! "Thanks Mum, but I'm sure I'll be fine. Besides, I have Uncle Rich with me, I'm sure he can help."
"Don't trouble him with anything too much, he is getting on a bit just like you father," she joked over her should in his direction. "I doubt he could do much more than us. The offer is there if you need it."
"Thanks Mum, I will definitely think about it. It's amazing what one night can do without the chaos and tantrums sometimes. I will let you know."
She kissed her mum goodbye and left as quickly as her wheels could take her (legally).
Out of nowhere, her parents had just offered her a very, very juicy lifeline indeed.
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Uncle Rich
: Game's finished. Just making my way back. Will let you know when I'm home safely <wink> Can't wait for later!
Marie received the message at 11:55am. The butterflies were well and truly fluttering now. She had no idea what to expect from the remainder of the afternoon, and knowing the 'sleepover trump card' she now held virtually in her back pocket, her mind starting working overtime.
She did not respond to the message straight away, playing up to the illusion that she was still at work and not near her phone. She calculated that she had around half an hour to get herself ready.
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