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Nadine didn’t want to leave the subject of my husband alone, and after another question about their night together Heather grew exasperated and barked back.

“It wasn’t all sex, you know.  Roger was very interested in what I was signed up to take this semester and how the classes fit toward my degree choice.  Do you guys ever ask me about it, except how much it costs?  He told me about his college years and he gave me some advice, like about choosing classes based on how often they’re offered instead of how easy or hard they are.  Like, if you wait and then when you need a credit the class isn’t offered and then you’re screwed.  I think that sounds smart and it shows how good a listener he is.”

“So that’s the new pillow talk,” Nadine said sarcastically.

“I’ve talked enough,” Heather said.  “
I’m
going to get ready for work.”

Griffin took that last exchange as a cue to make ourselves scarce.  We took our coffees and walked outside to the poolside patio, leaving Nadine alone.  Once we were relaxing in poolside chairs, I asked Griffin, “I know I can play hooky for a day, but what about you?”

“We haven’t really talked about it.  I guess you could say I’m semi-retired, letting the younger partners run things at the firm.  They’re smart enough to keep me involved with the big clients but others take care of the day-to-day business.”

“So, more time to spend with me?”

“That would be a great way to spend my days,” he answered with an infectious smile.

With him looking at me as he was, I felt the special twinge a few centimeters above my vaginal opening.  I imagined my clit was probably erect like a small cock, and then I felt the tell-tale trickle of moisture.  My nipples ached too.  In a husky voice not quite my own I said, “Speaking of spending days together, why don’t we go to my house and use the hot tub.”

“Sounds like a great idea,” he said, still smiling.

We went back in, got dressed and went to his car after he told Nadine where we were going.  She wanted to know if she could come along and looked disappointed when Griffin tactfully told her no. 

After firing up the hot tub we undressed in silence. Before we entered the roiling water I admired Griffin’s lean body, sending more tingles below the waistline.  His expression may be mirroring mine, since he couldn’t take his eyes away from my taut and engorged nipples.  They weren’t the only thing engorged at that moment.

We cuddled up to each other and let the heat and the water jets soothe our bodies.  “I feel like taking a nap,” I said.  “I didn’t realize how exhausting our night was until now.”

He smiled.  “We did have quite a night, didn’t we?”

“I have to admit I’m still not completely comfortable sharing you like that with your wife.”

“I wasn’t the one being shared.  I believe Nadine and I shared
you
.”

“Do you like that?  Watching me climax with someone else?”

“I’m beginning to come around to your husband’s way of thinking,” he said.  “You’re so damned hot and sexy it’s arousing seeing you getting it on with someone else.  I mean, I still remember those two friends of my daughter and how you took them both on.  Shit, was I jealous then but since I’ve come to terms with the whole thing, as long as I have you.  Do I?  Have you, that is?”

“You have me,” I murmured in my husky voice of arousal.

Our passionate kiss was accompanied by all the touching and squeezing two lovers do.  When both of us couldn’t take it anymore he lifted me out of the water, rested my ass on the tub’s edge and slid his length into my wet, hungry vagina all the way to my womb, at least that’s how it seemed.  He held me tight as I wrapped my legs around him.  Our lips came back together again, or more accurately our tongues did.  His thrusts were short yet powerful, and I felt the first wave of what I knew would be an orgasmic tsunami heading my way.

Those three words.

They could have scared me.  They could have derailed the train of my climax.

Instead when I began to cum and Griffin said, “I love you,” an earthquake joined the tsunami and my orgasm was a twelve on a scale of ten.  My body shook, my legs clamped down on him, and the noises I made didn’t sound like me at all.  He repeated it.  “I love you, Jan” as he poured his seed into the deepest part of me.

We clung together for a while until we fell back into the hot, roiling water.  That’s when
I
said the three words.

After we dried and dressed, he took me to a popular lunch spot in town.  We were later than the usual lunch time so the place wasn’t crowded.  I had a sinfully delicious lobster salad and vowed to come back here someday for another.  When Griffin began talking about his law firm again and a small task he needed to do later, I asked if I could go with him.  For a lawyer he can be so transparent, at least with me, so I knew he was debating how he would ‘explain’ me to the people he worked with.  I eventually won out.

He introduced me as “a friend.”  Some of the looks I received were telling, and had me wondering if Griffin had been a player around the office in the past.  One of the lawyers he introduced me to was Erik Adare, an amazingly handsome man who let me know with his eyes that
he
was definitely a player.

In Griffin’s office with the door closed he told me a few stories about Mr. Adare.  “He’s supposedly slept with every woman who has ever worked here,” he said with a little chuckle.  “You met Mary-Clair at the front desk?” referring to a gray haired, reed thin woman who had to be at least fifty or maybe older.  He saw my expression and said, “Yes, Erik’s fucked her too, and she’s not afraid to talk about it.”

“If it’s all true, he’s playing with fire with all the sexual harassment laws nowadays.  He’s a lawyer so he has to know that.”

Griffin smiled and replied, “There isn’t a single, or married woman, for that matter who would turn him in since rumor has it the guy is hung, his dick like an elephant’s truck, at least that’s how I overheard Janice and Mary-Clair describe his equipment.  Besides, I guess he’s got stamina and is egotistical enough that he won’t turn any woman down.  You should have seen Beth!  I heard he even did her!  So why would any woman in this office complain?”

I didn’t want to imagine what Beth looked like.  ‘Elephant trunk’ did conjure up an interesting image in my mind.  “You know something, Griffin?  I think you’re jealous.”

“I won’t belabor the word, though I think envious is more accurate than jealous.”

“No need for envy anymore, now that you have me.”

“You can say that but I saw the look when you were introduced and your face when I told you about his anatomy.  You’d fuck him in a heartbeat, just like all the other women.”  His expression didn’t match the accusatory words.  That’s when I figured out the gist of our conversation.  “You
WANT
me to let him make a pass.  You’ve come around to thinking like Roger now that you’ve seen me in action with others, right?  There’s a part of you that would want to see him and me, isn’t there?”

He sheepishly admitted it had crossed his mind.

I told him to finish what he had to do while I went to speak with spry old Mary-Clair.  She was blunt in saying what the others wouldn’t.  “You’re his new squeeze, aren’t you?”

I chuckled.  “Does anybody say that anymore—his squeeze?”

“I do, honey, but then again I am the old lady around here.”

“Yes, I’m his lover, and no way are you the old lady,” I said looking her up and down.

“I see a ring on your finger.”

“Yep, I’m married, like Griffin is.  Without going into all the details let’s just say that my husband approves of an open marriage.”

“What about the dyke?  Does she approve?”

“Wow, okay, you mean Nadine.  Well, so far she is approving, but then again she has her own lovers.”

“More dykes,” she said dismissively, and then quickly added, “I know, I know, I’m never gonna be accused of being PC, especially around this liberal establishment,” motioning around the office, her eyes lingering on Erik as he stood to one side with some papers in his hand, pretending not to be watching me.

“Is he everything they say?”  When she said nothing, I said, “Okay, you can fess up to me.  Griffin’s pretty envious.”

Like a conspirator she moved closer and whispered. “He’s even more than they say,” with her hands spread a bit more than a foot apart.

“How many times?” I asked her.

“Three, but who’s counting,” she said with a girlish giggle and a gleam in her eye.

“I hope I’m as hot as you when I get to your age.”

“Believe me, it can be a curse as well as a blessing.  It’s hard to get the younger, virile ones to bed a lady my age.”

All pretenses pushed aside, Erik Adare was now approaching.  “You ladies talking about me?”  God, the smile alone was melting my panties!

Mary-Clair replied, “You think that’s all us intelligent women talk about… you?”

He looked at me like I was the only one there.  “Intelligent and amazingly beautiful.  I can only pray you were talking about me and nobody else.”

“I think I’ll go powder my nose or something,” Mary-Clair said before walking away.

“Let’s not play games,” I said.  “You’re a great looking man, and since I’ve been here Griffin and others have said some interesting things about you.  What are you doing Saturday afternoon?”

“Are you propositioning me?”

“That’s a nice way of putting it.  I have a large, fantastic hot tub spa, with plenty of room for someone else beside me and Griffin.  You wouldn’t be timid with him there, would you?”

“No husband now?” he asked, eyeing my ring.  “Just you and Griffin?”

“Oh yeah, I have a husband too.  His name is Roger, and he’s very, shall we say, open minded about our marriage and my pleasure.  I like pleasure.”  Damn it, I almost batted my eyes on that line!

“No hard feelings on Griffin’s part if I’m there?”

I assured him everything would be fine and I gave him my cell number, a time and my address.  Mary-Clair gave me a wink and a thumbs-up before I left.  I told Griffin what I’d done when we were in his car, and he looked unsure of how to react to the news.  Back at my house we rolled around on the living room floor, giving each other rug burns as we fucked in a few different positions.  I wondered if he was thinking of Erik and me while we fucked. 

Before he went home, I reminded him, “Remember, you have me.  I’m not going to disappear from your life.”

Chapter 24

Roger

I was tired but that wasn’t the only reason I didn’t get much done at work.  I couldn’t stop thinking of Heather and how I complicated her life.  She obviously came to terms with her mother’s sexual preference, yet what about the fixation on her father as a sexual object?  Did I rekindle it by throwing Jan into the mix?  Now she seems fixated on me, and though I like the girl I couldn’t help but think anything long-term was harmful to her.  She needed to go to college, get into the world and meet someone with whom to live her life.

I wondered where Jan was and whether if home she was home alone.  No car but hers was in our driveway.  Once inside, I called out for her and got an echoed reply from the vicinity of the hot tub.  I stripped and grabbed a cold beer from the fridge then went to join her.

Even with the otherwise empty driveway, I was a little disappointed that she was alone.  I hoped nothing bad happened last night.  She raised a glass and said, “Welcome home, honey.  Tell me all about your night.”

Climbing in next to her, my initial impression that she was drunk was confirmed by her breath.  Then I saw how red and puckered her skin was.  “How long have you been in here?  You know it’s not good for you.”

She smiled a dopey smile and said, “I was hot before but now I’m even hotter.”  That’s when I realized that the hand not holding her glass was doing some work down below.  I should have seen that her face reflected both inebriation and arousal.  And then there were her lusciously stiff nipples.

“Let me help you out of the water before you shrivel up like a raisin.”

As I took her hand and guided her to her feet she said, “Hee-hee I see something that’s not shriveled up.”  She slurred my name and then said, “You’re big but I bet Erik is much bigger,” before giggling.

Who was this Erik dude?  She said no more and I didn’t ask.

Yet.

After toweling off she adamantly wanted to go to our bedroom so she clung to me as we walked there.  The bed was still made, so I knew any screwing around happened in the hot tub and not here.  I got her into bed and lay next to her.  My main concern was the drinking.  I’d find out who Erik was later.  Jan didn’t want to talk, she wanted to fuck.

We began in missionary but her powerful arousal (fueled by booze?) made her impatient so she wanted cowgirl.  Jan always was an energetic lover but sometimes she went beyond wild, like today.  With complete abandon she fucked me good in her famous (to me, at least) up-down-front-back motion that made my cock sing.

And spew a fabulous feeling load.

Afterwards she pressed me for details of my “night with Heather.”  I told her I’d recount the whole evening and night after she explained the drinking.

“I’m not sure I can explain it, really,” was how she began before giving it a try.  She told me about spending the night with Griffin and Nadine (”You saw the selfies, right?”) and how Nadine seemed pleased with the threesome even as most of the sex was only Griffin and Jan.  She went on to recount the decision not to go to work and how she and Griffin eventually (after fucking in the hot tub, of course) went to Griffin’s office.

Then I got a somewhat less-than-explicit narrative about Erik, the rumors, Mary-Clair and the proposition.  “I can’t explain the impulse,” she said.  “Griffin hinted at Erik’s size and prowess, and I realized how it made him envious.  Maybe it’s your fault.  You rekindled my sexuality by pushing me to Griffin.  Now it’s not just Griffin that gets me going, like I’m horny twenty-four-seven.  And then this Erik guy is there next to me, incredibly handsome and sexy and all I could think about was the things they told me about him.”