Hello readers. I'm returning to characters I haven't written about for quite some time. I sincerely hope you enjoy this new chapter in their lives. Please read "Best Friends for Life" and "Best Friends for Life: Anniversary Present" before you read this. ~~ BrettJ
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Her husband Alex's car had barely pulled out of the driveway when Michelle Adams' phone rang. She had the day off work today; a substitute was teaching her classes as she had errands she desperately needed to run. She was going to meet Summer after and share a little lunch and maybe some fun. Alex didn't mind if she and Summer hit the sheets on occasion, he liked her auburn-haired girlfriend and their first threesome had been with Summer a few years back on their first anniversary. Michelle smiled and sighed as she thought of her marriage to Alex. Had they really been married for over 3 years now? It seemed like they had been together forever, but that was owing to the fact they had grown up together.
All of their lives, they had dated people that were 100% wrong for both of them. Alex didn't like any of Michelle's partners and Michelle hated Alex's "mistakes". Alex's great mistake was Julie and Michelle's was Andrea. It seemed that Michelle most often gravitated towards other women rather than men. Few of them were right for her. One night after both of them were single, she and her best friend Alex were sitting around, drinking and talking and then ... it was as if they'd been hit by a bolt of lightning. They were each other's "someone" and they'd both been idiots not to see it.
Summer had seen it, she told that to Michelle a while later. "Why do you think I never went after him after Julie dumped him?" She told Michelle as they cuddled in bed. "I hoped you'd finally have the good sense to realize he was
your
guy."
"Okay, but I promise to let you borrow him once in a while," Michelle teased. Summer did sometimes fuck Alex; Michelle hardly thought it fair that she should be free to have an occasional female-fling if she didn't accord Alex the same right, although she knew he'd let her do whatever she wanted. He loved her that much and they both needed that love. It sustained them and nourished them, they were stronger as a pair then they had been singly.
Michelle's mind drifted back to the present as a friendly, chipper voice came over the other end of her phone.
"Hello Logan, it's good to hear from you. Really? Oh that's
wonderful!
Yes, I still want to do it, are you still up for it? Why not tonight? Okay then, I'll set everything up. You're a doll Logan, I'll see you soon!" Michelle snapped her phone shut and closed her almond eyes as she let the happiness wash over her. Every moment of Michelle Yin's life with Alex had been a happy one and this was one more special moment. She texted Alex and told him that she wanted him to meet her at Café Bolero for dinner. Then she went out with her heart fluttering, to run her errands and then meet Summer for lunch. She knew now that her encounter with Summer later on would be extra-passionate.
Alex had no idea why his gorgeous wife wanted to go out for dinner as they had just eaten out two nights ago. Michelle was generally frugal with cash, although both of them were doing well. Now that he was head coach of the football team, they were raking in a fair bit of extra money. Oh well, he knew if they were going out, he'd get to see his hottie-hot wife dressed up and he was always up for that. His lovely Vietnamese wife was the most beautiful sight on earth and in a dress or sexy lingerie; she still took his breath away.
His day almost flew by and he made it to the Café by 5:30. Alex looked around for Michelle and didn't see her anywhere. He was about to speak to the Maitre d' when a petite, nicely dressed brunette approached his table. She smiled at him and sat down across the table from Alex.
"I'm sorry, I think you must have the wrong table," Alex said to the woman in a polite tone. She was very pretty; Alex noted and had lovely blue eyes and a nice figure. The kind of girl that Michelle liked, he thought to himself.
"No, I don't believe I do. You're Alex, aren't you?" The woman spoke. Just then, Alex's phone alerted him that he had a text message from Michelle.
The message said "Hi honey, I'll explain later. Meanwhile, have a drink and order our favorite meal ... to GO. C U soon."
The woman sitting across the table from Alex smiled. "I'll assume that message was from Michelle? Hi Alex, I'm Logan. Michelle sent me to come and get you."
"Get me? For what?"
"Ah, now that would be telling, wouldn't it? Why don't we have a drink together and then I'll take you to Michelle," Logan smiled. Alex thought there were certainly worse ways to spend some time than with lovely little Logan, so he ordered a Martini for himself while Logan ordered a glass of Chablis.
"Michelle's never mentioned me?" Logan teased as she sipped her Chablis.
"I'm sure I'd remember if she mentioned someone as attractive as you," Alex flattered her. It was true, Logan was dazzling and the white pant suit she wore complimented her sexy little figure. The jacket was unbuttoned halfway down to show some rather nice cleavage and her skin was tan. There was a hint of mischief in her pretty blue eyes and smile. He made small talk with this woman his wife had sent to meet him, wondering what Michelle's devious little mind was up to now?
"I'm finished with my drink, are you done with yours?" Logan asked as she set her wine glass down. Alex indicated that he was and she stood up and took his arm. "Come for a walk with me, it's not far," Logan told him.
If he'd been single, he would have followed her anywhere, she really was sexy and delicious. Alex could proudly say he had never cheated on his wife; any dalliances he'd shared had been arranged by Michelle and usually were with Summer.
If he'd been single, he would have followed her anywhere, she really was delicious. Alex could proudly say he had never cheated on his wife; any dalliances he'd shared had been arranged by Michelle and usually they were with Summer. As far as Alex was concerned, he had perfection at home and he did not intend to mess that up.
Despite all of that, Logan was a temptation to his libido; she had a delicious little butt and was very feminine. She smelled flowery and wonderful and as they walked, he allowed himself a few fleeting fantasies. He and Michelle often shared their fantasies and on occasion, they made them come true. He thought he'd tell her some of the ones he was having about her friend.
They entered a very nice high-rise and went upstairs to the penthouse. Once inside, Logan put the food in the kitchen and called out. "Michelle, you're here, aren't you?"
"I'll be right out!" Alex heard his wife's voice call out. In a minute, she appeared in the living room, decked out in a black negligee, stockings, heels and she had gone all out with hair and makeup. She walked over, not to Alex, but to Logan and kissed the brunette and THEN she kissed her husband. Logan removed her jacket to reveal a snug black vest that hugged her ... 34C? ... tits. Michelle watched Logan with an admiring eye as she took Alex's hand and led him to the large, plush leather sofa.
"Hi," Michelle said as she smiled at him. There was something radiant in her smile; it had not been there when he left for work that morning. Logan was now sitting in a wingback chair across from them.
"Hi, yourself," Alex smiled with his bride. "May I assume we're going to have a little fun? Would you care to tell me what's going on, honey?"
"We're going to have a LOT of fun," Michelle grinned from ear-to-ear. "We have something to celebrate, sweetheart."
