What in the world is happening to Jane Chapter 3 (fm:slut wife, 2233 words) [3/4] show all parts | |||
Author: CJ Wilde | |||
Added: Aug 29 2004 | Views / Reads: 2379 / 1692 [71%] | Part vote: 9.50 (4 votes) | |
Heresta's Adventure | |||
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I drove Bart back to the hotel to get his car. As he was getting out he said that was the most erotic evening he had ever spent. I agreed that it was about my best too. He asked me if we could get together again and I told him I couldn't make any promises, but he might try the hotel lounge again as we may show up sometime. With that he closed the door and I took off for home. Driving with my thoughts I was being torn in two. Between Heresta being a robotic two dimensional being that kept me hard and excited almost all the time with her sexual exploits, and Jane becoming demure and loving and submissive that brought me happiness and ease, I did not know what I wanted most. I arrived home realizing that I didn't remember the drive, just my thoughts. I went to the back door and let myself in, remembering that Heresta didn't have a purse or key with her. I made myself one of my E.G. Robinson martinis and sat down to worry about Heresta.I awoke right where I had sat down the night before with a half of my martini still in the glass. It was light out. I heard an iron skillet clank as it was laid down on our stove, with the aroma of coffee in the air, and the night before came back to me. I got up and went directly into the kitchen and there stood Jane as though she had slept all night. She was dressed in a skirt and blouse I had seen her wear lots of times. Very pretty! Jane apologized to me for waking me abruptly and asked me to sit and she would get me coffee. I did and she went about making me breakfast. After the plate was on the table and I'd had enough coffee, I asked her what had happened to Heresta last night? ...
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