Michelle's Continuing Affair Ch. 02

Several of the guys took turns dancing with Jacqui. I didn't want to monopolize her all evening raising some kind of suspicion that she was any more than an acquaintance who wanted to learn square dancing. She seemed to enjoy both the dancing and the attention from the guys. It honestly isn't very often that we have such a pretty, young girl by herself wanting to learn. It's quite a treat for all of us.

When the lesson was finally over and we were in the car on our way back, I asked her if she was hungry. She looked at me hungrily and said, "No."

"Me either, since Michelle's gone, do you mind stopping by our place?" She looked at me expectantly, and told me that would be great.

We pulled into our garage, got out and walked in through the laundry room. As soon as we were inside our kitchen, we were instantly in each other's arms, kissing hungrily, totally unable to resist the sexual frustration from the last two dates. I had decided that if Jacqui was willing, I wanted to sleep with her tonight. I'd fallen head over heels for her and I think she had for me also. This was now our fourth date and the second night that we would be intimate. We had sex the first time and had only kissed and made out, being very sexually frustrated since then. Plus, the last time Michelle and I had sex was Tuesday, an eternity in our current world! I can't express here how badly I wanted Jacqui. The thought that within the next couple of hours my wife would be in Mike's arms and his bed didn't even cross my mind. All I had been able to think about all evening and now was making love with Jacqui.

We walked hand in hand back to mine and Michelle's bedroom. Once inside, I undressed Jacqui. I pulled her sweater up over her head; her breasts looked beautiful in the lacy bra beneath. Then I unzipped her skirt and let it fall to floor, revealing the matching panties she was wearing (Than you Victoria's Secret!). I went down on my knees and slipped her panties down her legs and planted a tiny kiss just below her navel. Reaching up and around her I unclipped her bra, licking and sucking at her nipples in turn. I stood up to let her undress me: She undid my shirt, one button at a time, kissing my chest and stomach as she revealed it. I shrugged it from my shoulders and it fell to the ground. Then it was Jacqui's turn to kneel and she undid my pants, again kissing my legs all the way down as my pants slid down my legs. My shorts went next, but all I could feel was Jacqui's sweet breath on my crotch. We were both naked. We went into each others arms for a deep, long, meaningful kiss. When we finally had to catch our breaths, I asked her, "Jacqui, sweetheart, would you mind wearing something for me?"

She looked at me a little surprised, not having any idea what I had in mind, but trusting me nevertheless, "whatever it is, yes."

I took her by the hand into our dressing room where I had earlier laid out Michelle's sexy silk teddy, the one she had worn on our honeymoon. Jacqui recognized it since I told her about it the night Michelle wore it for Mike. "Are you sure? Michelle won't mind? You told me how much this means to both of you."

"Yes, I'm sure. I think Michelle will be thrilled when I tell her. You're so beautiful, I'd love to see you and feel you in it."

"OK, why don't you go in the bedroom and I'll be out in a minute." As soon as I stepped out of the dressing room, Jacqui closed the door behind her.

I assume she'd be out in just a minute, so I sat on the bed and waited...and waited...and waited. I read in a book one time that a beautiful woman is worth waiting for, but I assumed Jacqui was only putting on a nightgown, not getting ready for a night on the town. I sat on the bed, my cock growing harder and harder with anticipation. I must have sat there waiting for her to put on a nightgown at least twenty minutes, with no idea what she might be doing.

When she finally opened the door and stepped into the bedroom, I was awestruck! She was so beautiful! Not only was she wearing the sexiest nightgown I had ever seen, but she was wearing a pair of Michelle's high heels...that she had helped me pick out last February and had taken the time to completely redo her makeup and lipstick and brush her beautiful, silky soft hair out around her shoulders. I couldn't help but sit there with my jaw gaping open, unable to say a word. Jacqui walked over to me, pulled me up off the bed, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She had obviously borrowed some of Michelle's perfume as not only did she look exquisite, she smelled so intoxicating.

"Jacqui, you're so unbelievably beautiful!" I held her in my arms, rubbing my hands over Michelle's silk teddy, up her back, down her sides to her bare thighs, up her stomach to her beautiful breasts and nipples. How this girl had somehow become mine and was here in my bedroom, in my arms, was simply too impossible to comprehend.

We laid down on the bed together simply holding each other tight and kissing, not wanting this moment to ever end. At that moment, I thought she was too beautiful, too fragile, too... I didn't even know what, to even make love to. We kissed, we caressed, I brushed her hair away from her face, kissing her eyes, her nose, her ears, her neck. I slipped a strap off her shoulder to reveal her breast and kissed her nipple. Jacqui was lying beside me moaning and still running her hands all over my body. I kissed back to her lips exploring the inside of each other's mouth with our tongues. I thought the first time we made love was fantastic, but it paled in comparison to what I was feeling then and we hadn't even touched each other below the waist yet.

I was feeling an urgency that I couldn't ever remember feeling before when I slipped Michelle's silk g-string down off of Jacqui's waist. As soon as it was gone, I rolled over on top of her and was instantly inside of her. Jacqui's eyes rolled back in her head as she groaned. I couldn't help but love the feeling of Jacqui's pussy pulsating around me when I was buried deep inside her. It was all I could do to keep from coming without a single thrust when Jacqui found my lips with hers and thrust her tongue inside my mouth. My depth of feeling for this girl far surpassed anything I ever expected. I slowly withdrew my cock from her pussy right to the very edge of her lips and thrust back inside her, making love with one of the two most beautiful and wonderful girls I had ever met. We slowly made love with each other, neither of us ever wanting it to end. Jacqui wouldn't allow that kiss to end, even as we rocked back and forth, making love. I almost regretted it when I started to feel my climax start to slowly build from deep inside me. When the climax became so urgent that it couldn't be denied and both Jacqui and I felt the simultaneous explosion coming, she still wouldn't release me from that kiss. I could feel her lips become hard and strong as she quivered under me and the explosion finally took place, going on...and on...and on, until I felt like I might pass out with the pleasure. Our lips were still locked together when it was over.

When my brain started to function again after the most incredible orgasm I've ever had, I was truly frightened. I no longer trusted myself. I felt that this girl was magical and there wasn't any possibility that I would ever be able to give her up or live without her. As honest as Michelle and I had been with each other, this had been lovemaking that I couldn't ever tell her about honestly.

We laid together holding each other, unable to talk, hardly able to breathe for the longest time. I slipped the straps of Michelle's teddy back over Jacqui's shoulders. I wanted her to wear the teddy through the night. We didn't make love again that night, there simply wasn't anything else either of us could do except hold each other and kiss through the night, until we finally drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

I woke up the next morning with a sense of wellbeing and the feel of a beautiful woman in my arms. My only regret was that Jacqui had to go to work early that morning. She usually didn't start work until noon, but since Tina had taken part of her shift Friday evening, Jacqui was taking Tina's this morning. I kissed her on the lips, "Time to get up beautiful."

She blinked her eyes a few times at me and looked around like she was trying to remember where she was, "Umm, what time is it?"

"It's eight o'clock. You said you need to be to work at nine thirty and I have to run you home first."

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her , "Make love to me first."

I wanted to so bad, but I knew we didn't have time. "No, we can't now, you have to get up and shower so I can take you home for some clothes."

She grudgingly rolled out of bed and we both realized she still had on Michelle's high heels from last night. In our excitement, she hadn't ever taken them off. Even with stumbling a little bit, her hair and last night's makeup a mess, she was still beautiful this morning. When she turned on the shower, I thought back to the night Michelle had role-played that I was Mike and we showered together, making me want to join Jacqui in the shower, but I knew that would lead to other things, probably back into bed, and Jacqui was already going to be pushed to get to work on time.

I got dressed, Jacqui finished her shower and dressed in last night's clothes and I took her home so she could get some fresh clothes and make-up for work. When I dropped her off at her door, I kissed her and told her "I guess I don't really need to say that last night was the best night I can ever remember having Jacqui, thank you."

"Me too," and she kissed me again.

"When can I see you again?"

"We close early tomorrow."

"I can't, Michelle will be coming home tomorrow night and I want to be with her."

"You never told me what she was doing this weekend. Is she with Mike?"

"Yes she is. She didn't exactly say so, but I think she sort of invited herself to his place. She told me she wanted to see him pretty bad."

"So they're probably in bed together now?"

I knew what time it was, but automatically looked at my watch to see the time, "I suspect they're probably making love about now, maybe in the shower together."

"That's hot!"

"I'm anxious to hear about her weekend. Back to my question, when can I see you again?"

"I'm off Wednesday this week again, I'll call you."

"I can't wait!" And with that, I took her in my arms for a long passionate kiss and drove home.

I grabbed a McDonald's sausage McMuffin with egg and a pop on my way home. When I got there, I was honestly glad to be alone that morning. It gave me a chance to sit down and think about Jacqui, what happened last night and about Michelle, my love.

What were my feelings about Jacqui, was I in love with her? What am I going to tell Michelle about last night? I've now been out with Jacqui a total of four times. Last night, I felt love for her after we made love. But now, when I could analyze it a little bit without the distraction of her in my arms, I realized it wasn't love I felt for her it was lust. I was definitely in lust for Jacqui and most definitely wanted to keep seeing her. I rationalized that if it was lust, not love, Michelle wouldn't have a problem with it. I knew for sure I was extremely infatuated with Jacqui!

I remembered thinking after that sensational love-making that I couldn't tell Michelle the truth about it. But now, in the light of day, I thought that wasn't being fair to her. She has been completely honest with me about her feelings for Mike and how wonderful their lovemaking is.

Plus, I knew Michelle reads these stories before I submit them and I was going to be honest about my feelings in the story, so I definitely had to be honest with her before she read it.

I got up to clean up the bedroom and make the bed. As soon as I walked in the room, I visualized the beautiful Jacqui in my bed. When I walked over to it, I smelled her perfume (actually Michelle's perfume, one that she hadn't worn for quite a while). I thought about washing the bedding, but decided that I wanted to savor that smell and I thought Michelle would enjoy smelling Jacqui in our bed when she got home, if the odor lasted that long, so I just straightened the bed up and put Michelle's teddy on her side of the bed where she would see it and I could tell her about my night.

My story doesn't make it seem like it took long to do all of this, but by the time I felt I had understood my feelings and straightened everything up, it was mid-afternoon and I realized I was getting hungry again, so I drove back to McDonald's again and picked up a chicken sandwich and fries for lunch.

While I was sitting in McDonald's eating my lunch, I realized that as much as I had thought about my own feelings and Michelle's this morning, the one person I hadn't was Jacqui. The first night we were together and made love all night, I was totally honest with her and told her that I wouldn't ever leave Michelle, and she knew that I told Michelle everything, so she went into this affair with her eyes open. But after last night, what was she feeling? The one thing I didn't want to do was to hurt her, my feelings were already deep for her and I thought we needed to talk about what now? That had to be the agenda for our next date, hopefully Wednesday. That would give both of us plenty of time to think between now and then.

When I left McDonald's, thinking about Jacqui, my car pulled me toward Kennewick and the mall. I didn't seem to have any control over where the damn car wanted to go. When it parked itself as close as it could get to the mall entrance, my stupid shoes seemed to take over my destination. How come I no longer had control over these inanimate objects?

Jacqui was talking to a customer when I walked in her store. One of the other girls, I think her name was Joannie asked if she could help me and I told her thank you, but I needed to talk to Jacqui when she was finished.

Jacqui saw me and I saw her smile. When she finished selling some bras and underwear to a pretty customer, she walked over to me. Suddenly, I was my old bashful self and didn't know what I was doing there or what to say, "Hi," was all I managed.

She got a grin on her face and said "Hi," in return. Then her professional self took control and she formally asked me, "May I help you find something?" I think she was toying with me.

I thought quickly why my car and my shoes might have brought me into Victoria's Secret that afternoon, "I'm looking for a nightgown for my wife, I'd like something soft and comfortable for her and maybe just a little sexy."

"I think I have just the thing you might be looking for." She took me to the nightgown rack and pulled out a long, fairly demure gown. I took it from her, feeling the soft fabric thinking that Michelle would definitely enjoy wearing it. It appeared to be made of silk. I don't know if it was, but it felt like it.

"I think she would love this, but I wonder if it's the right size." I looked at Jacqui and told her, "You're about the same size as her, I wonder if there's any chance you could try it on for me to make sure it'll fit." If she was going to toy with me, I'd return the favor.

"I'm sorry sir, but we can't do that, but I'm confident it's the right size."

It most certainly was and Jacqui knew it. After last night, she knew exactly what size nightgown Michelle wore. It was a little expensive, over a hundred dollars, but it was perfect for Michelle and I needed to have it. "Could you please giftwrap it for me?"

"We'd be glad to, we charge an extra three dollars."

"OK, I'll take it and I would definitely like to have it wrapped." And then inspiration struck me, "And I have a friend who asked me to pick up something for his girlfriend, probably close to the same size, maybe another nightgown, I'm not sure if she would want something sexy or comfortable."

"Hmm, this is for his girlfriend, not a wife?"

"Yes."

"OK, I think something sexy would probably be better then." We walked to another rack of nightgowns, a completely different style and she looked through them, picking out a light red gown, completely sheer and silky, with sheer panties and an equally sheer small robe cover-up. "Do you think she might like this one?"

"I think it would be perfect for her, she's a very pretty girl and he adores her."

"Are you sure about the size?"

"Pretty sure, she's almost exactly the same size as my wife, maybe just a little fuller in the bust." Then I added, "She's probably close enough that she could even wear my wife's nightgown."

Jacqui smiled just a little at that, but never broke her professionalism, "Then this should be perfect for her. Would your friend want it giftwrapped too?"

"Please, yes."

I made my purchases and as I was walking out the door, I saw Jacqui watching me and she threw me a little kiss, which I returned. That was the only time in the whole exchange that she acknowledge she knew me. Well, that was fun, I thought, maybe the car and shoes weren't so dumb after all.. I was feeling pretty good and felt like jumping up and clicking my heels on my way back to the car.

ooOoo

That evening I sat at my computer, starting to work on this story, enjoying every minute of it, occasionally glancing at the two gift-wrapped packages on the edge of my desk, not knowing where the story was going in the coming weeks. I couldn't imagine a guy having a better life than I did right then...a wonderful wife who I loved unwaveringly and a beautiful girlfriend who that wonderful wife knew about and approved of whole-heartedly. I felt like the luckiest guy in the world!

Then a funny thought struck me, well at least it was to me... you might think it's a bit corny. Since I started to write these stories about me and Michelle, I've been communicating a lot with a couple, 'Lucky' Rob and his beautiful Japanese wife Annie, 'AnnieLuvsToFu' on Lit (from her pen name, you can figure out why Rob considers himself a lucky guy... and check out her stories). It dawned on me that the name 'Rob' must be an extremely lucky name, as Annie's Rob is lucky to have her and I (Robert) am just as lucky to have my beautiful wife and girlfriend! I don't know if Rob and I are the luckiest guys on earth, but have to be right up there in the top ten, and both of us named Rob. If I ever have a boy, I think I'll name him Rob Junior.

When I went to bed, it still had the distinctive odor of Jacqui's perfume and it felt pretty lonely, but I was tired after being awake much of the night before and writing late into the night. I went to sleep quickly and Sunday I slept in. When I woke up, I realized I still hadn't heard anything from Michelle since she had left. That made me a little nervous, but I didn't want to bother her. I had a pretty good idea she was in Mike's arms one way or the other.

I went to Church with Michelle's parents. My parents lived in Pendleton, Oregon, about 50 miles away so I didn't see them as much as Michelle's. After Church, I worked on the story a little bit, cleaned up the yard, getting ready for spring, since it was mid-April and spent a good share of the day wondering what time Michelle would get home and working more on the story. I didn't expect her until late in the evening and was pretty anxious. I was nervous about telling her about my night with Jacqui, and still pretty nervous that I hadn't heard anything from her all weekend.

That afternoon, I had another thought. I had left Michelle's sexy teddy on the bed and I wondered if we could still smell the perfume Jacqui used Friday night, so I went in and held it to my nose and breathed in. It was there, but oh so faint. I wanted Michelle to know exactly what we had done, so I found the perfume Jacqui used and sprayed the teddy with it so it would be very obvious when Michelle got home.