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Click here"And now, Carol and I have a date, and unlike your mother, apparently, we are not into ménage à trois. Tell your mother whatever you want, but don't give her any reason to expect me back."
Jenny understood that she was being dismissed. She silently handed her glass to Carol. She looked at Carol as if hoping for some sign of kindness or sympathy. Carol just shook her head and turned to the sink to put down the glass. Jenny skulked toward the door and left us.
"Carol, I owe you an apology," I said. "I have been acting as if we had agreed to go upstairs and have sex, when actually I've just been assuming that's what we would do, without giving you the courtesy of asking you, or having been invited. So, is that something you'd like to do?"
"Of course," Carol said. She reached out, took my hand and pulled me to my feet, then pushed me toward the stairs.
I could describe in livid detail every step in our lovemaking, but rather than that I will just suggest that you imagine the most erotic and enjoyable sex encounter you've ever had, and multiply it by two. Suffice it to say, everything fit together just fine.
*******
Carol was kind enough to invite me to stay with her until I had things figured out. She let me know that she hoped I'd stay permanently, and maybe I will. I have never been back next door. My faithful assistant Jan went and cleaned out my closet and dresser and brought other things I would want.
From the window of the bedroom I now shared with Carol I can see over the hedge into the back yard of my former home. The spring rains brought forth the flowers Lauri had so lovingly planted, but nobody tended them. Weeds infested the garden, and once the spring rain ended, the flowers dried out, wilted, turned brown, and died.
Carol isn't much into gardening. What grew between us was affection. Each of us provideS the other with something we desperately need. For her, it's my companionship after years of loneliness. For me, her gentle support has helped me to regain my balance after the traumatic destruction of my former happy life. And there's sex. Little by little we are learning each other's special places and favorite touches. We have moved past fucking just to get each other off and into the delicious realm of shared intimacy.
We have both approached our deepening relationship with full appreciation of how fragile trust can be, and how easily it can be destroyed. I don't know if we'll wind up staying together, but I do know that neither of us will lie to the other. The cost is too high.
- COMMENTS
LoriRobinsonGa3 months agoVery interesting but I still feel like there was more to be said at the end.
26thNC4 months agoI definitely wasn’t expecting that mother daughter threesome stuff. I’m just glad you had him walk out and not go back. Leave those 2 lying bitches to keep themselves company. No BTB , no RAAC, and that’s great.
MasterKote4 months agoSo after the confrontation, the details were glossed over like it was pretty insignificant
114FSO5 months agoEntitlement of the Bitches rolls on. Not only did Lauri's actions destroy the marriage, she taught her daughter just how easy cheating is, how to destroy a man's confidence, how easy it is to lie, and how to get away with it all.
What a couple of crunts. And to simply lie to his face, not caring what devastation he will live with.
Our wonderful legal system rewards such treachery by women.
And to think, it all falls under the guise of NO-FAULT Divorce. Women's equal rights, what a crock of shit.
Calico756 months agoThis story just went off the rails. Jenny must have been an amazing actress and was certainly her mother's daughter. Carol doesn't come across as a real person--maybe she was just underdeveloped. This is just a mess. I like this author, but not this story.
60022Mallard7 months agoCheats patently are going to prosper in this story.
Brian is about to spend many hours producing possibly the highest ever hourly rate for his daughter's prostitution by being executor of the will.
His promotion to VP instantly ups the alimony he will be paying to his wife (she does not appear to work).
Doubtlessly his pension savings will have to be split, as will the house.
Perhaps a better financial decision for him would be to remain residing in the same house as his wife, but agree with her that on his birthday, Carol's birthday and their wedding anniversary he will spend the time with Carol and that she will be invited as regularly to their home as George was.
Why did the daughter feel it necessary to confess?
Struckwrong11 months agoA tale about two horrible women and the sucker they used to get through life.
Pappy711 months agoThis is why you should probably pay more attention to how your wife is raising the kids. And the example you are setting for them. Georgie should have bit the big one after the first bout of fucking the wife and her ass should have bounced like a flat rock on a pond down the road. Bitch actually killed her child to hide her whorish lifestyle. And for the big reveal, I would still have had DNA run on slut Jr.
AngelRiderabout 1 year agoMy gods this was absolutely horrible and it doesn't make sense. If jenny was fucking George then why were there no pictures?
See, this is why I always assert that organic writing is a terrible method for storytelling. It's mostly utilized by people too lazy to outline and plan. Once in a blue moon someone will strike gold but that's usually when the writer isn't lazy and takes great effort to reread their works and correct plot holes and inconsistency. DTiverson writes organically and while I do not like many of his stories, lazy he is not.
You however...
