It took some time to work out the next visit, lots of effort. Jennifer was having doubts about being able to "be with" a married man, but she also could not deny that deep down, barring any consequences she really wanted him. David felt much the same, the only reservation he had was that if something ever did come up he didn't want Jennifer looked at in a negative light, or anyone to have bad feelings towards her.
When his spouse had stated that she didn't really mind, he was free and clear to have a "hall pass", he shared that information with the younger lady he really was eager to kiss again. His wife didn't want any details, didn't want to know if it had happened or not, never wanted to discuss it and told him the only time she'd ever discuss it was if she was really horny and wanted him to tell her a story. He could make it up or he could tell her about his adventure, either way she never wanted to know if it were true or not.
He figured it boiled down to her own guilt from her two past wrongs over the last 20 years. The second of which hadn't been a one-time thing, she had caught feelings for the guy and they had actually almost divorced because of it. The funny thing was it was not the anger or betrayal that had upset David the most, while it had infuriated him and all the things one would expect someone to feel it had been her refusal to apologize or talk about it that made things the most difficult. She had been the one who thought she wanted a divorce, but through a few days of gentle reminders that they had a family and he still loved her, he finally convinced her to seek counseling.
Now as he thought about it, and even replayed some of those conversations in his head he knew that he still was deeply in love with his wife, but his thought process had always been that you could love more than one person at a time. Look at families, you can love more than one child, why couldn't you love more than one woman? Why couldn't you share the feelings of closeness and intimacy without feeling guilty? American and Christianity type societies said you couldn't and that was why. Many societies had men with more than one wife, or a much more open social acceptance. Some countries were even known to allow for a one-day pass per year, where there were no boundaries to the normal etiquette that was a normal standard. It was believed that if you were given one day a year to act on desires with someone other than your spouse or significant other, someone that you lusted after from the past or present you would be much less apt to stray throughout the rest of the year.
He laughed as he thought about this. Once a year would be tough if you knew you could play with another person. But realistically for 24 hours those two people would join as often and as hard as they could to get it out of their system. He had talked to Jennifer via text numerous times since that first night. Knowing that towards the end of the night she had started to feel guilt. Neither of them reaching orgasm, well he knew he hadn't, he wasn't sure about her, she had definitely enjoyed the brief interlude but he wasn't sure there was enough foreplay or sex that would have provided the necessary stimulation for her.
So after nearly a month he had gotten her struggle down to much more passive and he knew what she wanted. She wanted a night alone with him, every bit as much as he did with her. He had admitted that he wanted to kiss her again, deeply, long and a lot. He had been slightly tentative that night when he kissed her, while he had been the one to start it, it came as a bit of shock when she kissed him back. He had gotten instantly hard and wanted to make her pull over the car right then and there in a parking lot.
Anyway, back to the story, as Jennifer came to terms with her wanton desires, she just had to know what a night was like with him. Deciding that she wouldn't allow guilt to creep in this time, her body needed to feel the caress, the exertion of a physical acts that she couldn't just go out and randomly get. She just wasn't that type of woman, which is what made this all the more confusing to her now. Once she decided to give up the guilt though, she reached down in the shower and touched herself, noting how wet she already was, how swollen her clit was and just how every single drop of water from the shower head felt like little beads of pressure arousing every inch of her skin. How those little single beads so numerous and teasing her had merge to group into rivers of warmth running over and stimulating her most erogenous zones, her nipples standing hard, her clit feeling their caress as it peeked from under the hood. Jennifer closed her eyes and captured her clit between two fingers and began to rub back and forth and within seconds she bit her lip nearly drawing blood as she struggled to not scream out as orgasm crashed over her. She quickly sat down in the tub and finished strumming herself until her legs were shaking and she could stand no more.
Jennifer grabbed her phone from inside the shower and took a quick picture without thinking. Strategically hiding her nipples and clit from view, but wanting to tease the man and let him know that his conversations and writing had finally broken her, she was more than willing now to meet him and fulfill both their fantasies. She was nervous as she sent the pic, but she knew he would keep it hidden, hopefully he'd save it elsewhere and then delete it from their text conversation. She'd have to talk to him about that, hopefully he'd delete that conversation as well or at least the racy parts so that no one would ever see them.
She sent the pic along with the message, as soon as we can if you still want. ο. Within a few seconds of sending she got her reply, he sent her an address and the question, can you make it tonight? She didn't even look up the address she checked to make sure her mother would be home tonight with her son and then after securing the childcare needed she told asked what time and what should she wear.
"Well since nothing isn't an option. LOL. How about A skirt, something you could wear to work, with stockings and either a thong or nothing underneath. A light blouse or a sweater. Just know I won't keep you clothed long, well maybe the stockings will stay but that's it. OMG! I can't wait to see you."
Jennifer laid out the last of her clothing and then slipped them on. She had about ten minutes before she left, she quickly texted David, "I'm super nervous man."
"Hey," he replied, "I'm in the car on the way, I have a little liquor with me, and some of that other stuff you like. We'll take a quick puff, then I'll go in, get a room and come back out to get you and the "luggage". We'll make it look natural, we'll go to the room, share a kiss, turn on a movie, turn on the spa tub and we'll see what feels right. If you change your mind or feel uneasy all you have to do is say the word and we'll just cuddle and watch a movie and talk, or we'll go bowl or something."
Jennifer felt herself get wetter if that were possible. She had planned on going without panties, just for the naughty experience but decided at least until she pulled into the hotel she was going to keep some on, she didn't want to leak all over her skirt or car seat. She blushed thinking about it, it had been a while since she anticipated anything like this. She had settled down a lot since having her son and her sex life had been reduced to fingers, toys, and one sexual encounter since then.
David drove to the destination for the evening, feeling his cock tenting in his pants, he was already aroused and desiring this beautiful woman immensely and he knew that he'd have to be careful or he'd explode as soon as she touched him. He didn't know her feelings on oral sex in depth so he'd been consuming pineapples daily for a few weeks, first he loved pineapple, but it was a widely known fact/myth that pineapple made cum taste sweeter and not bitter. It couldn't hurt to make things better if she was willing to do that. Geez, he nearly exploded just thinking about her in anyway making him cum. Ok, calm down, he told himself. Don't pressure her, just lead a little more this time and then see how things go.
