Illicit Desires

IS there some remister I cant get page 8 to load up?

GH.
This is another great addition to your story. You are one of the very few outstanding writers on the internet. The development of the story lines and characters along with detail put you heads above the rest. I truly enjoy your work.

As for this story, I am pulling for Frankie and Katie both, and I’m counting on them to pull it together. What a fun pull that will be. One way or the other Frankie is going to have a great night tomorrow!

I know it takes time, work, and a lot of thought to keep your story going and it is greatly appreciated. I hope you have a great Holiday seamister and take time to enjoy whatever activities that bring you the greatest satisfaction.

JJ.

GH:

Just a second away from the work to be done to say that I really like the last scene. You hit all the right buttons in the way you paint the picture of the characters coming to terms with their relationship. Thanks again! Now I'll get back to work

Tanker

It is working fine for me. If you continue having difficulty, pm me and I will get you the segments you're missing.

Unless I get a writers block, my next post should come late tonight (North America mountain time) or tomorrow, I'll respond to everyone else at that time.

GH

"Frankie, Dana is a sub. She has nothing to say about it."

Great line GH, and exactly what my wife told her latest lover after our first meet and greet when he asked if I liked him (she did so that's all that matters!)

Truly a remarkable story, the characters just keep getting better and better. Thanks for all the hard work you put in on this.

Have a great holiday seamister, and eagerly anticipating the next exciting installment!

Repeating myself I know GH but I so want you to know your time and effort is appreciated...

Thank You!

Mel xx

I have a golf game in an hour and I have to walk my dog first, so I'm just going to say thank you to everyone for your continued support. Writing and letting others read your product can be a daunting task. Every writer here needs your support and encouragemennt. Please know that I appreciate the support that all of you are giving me.

Thank you,

GH

I hope to get at least one more segment after this next one posted before I break for the Holiday. If I don't, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. If you are traveling, be safe.

GH

We cuddled for a moment and then Katie whispered, "I just gave you my best blow job, want to return the favor?"

"Yes I do."

Katie bunched up both pillows to form a head support, rolled onto her back, lay back on the pillows and spread her legs. She was still wearing her thong.

Smiling, I said; "You're overdressed."

Giggling, she answered; "That's your fault, but I'm sure you can think of a way to rectify the problem."

"I can."

"Go ahead."

Grasping the waistband of Katie's yellow thong, I pulled it down her soft smooth legs and slipped it off her tiny feet.

As I set the thong on the bed next to me, Katie held her right foot up to my face and said, "Wanna give it a little kiss?"

Kissing and licking Katie's toes has always been part of our foreplay; but now, after her revelation that she had a dominant streak, it took on new meaning.

I looked up at her. Katie was smiling at me. It was a lascivious smile. She knew exactly what I was thinking.

Remembering that openness and communication were our new goals, I said; "You didn't kiss my toes."

"No I didn't. Do you want me to?"

Shaking my head, I said; "No, I don't think I do."

"But you would you like to kiss my toes?"

"Yes, I think I would."

"Just think?"

"No, I know I would."

"I was hoping that would be your answer, please go ahead."

Every nerve in my body was tingling as I cradled Katie’s foot in my hands. When my lips touched her big toe, she whispered, "Yessssss."

I reverently kissed each toe on Katie's right foot and then I set it down, picked up her left foot and kissed each of those toes too. When I was done I set that foot back down and looked up at Katie. She was grinning at me. I grinned back.

Giggling, Katie said; "That was fun, wasn't it?"

"Yes it was."

Katie slipped her hand to her pussy. Slowly tracing her very moist cleft with her fingertips, she said; "Would you like to kiss something else?"

"Yes please."

"I like it when you say please."

Uncertain about how I should respond, I just smiled.

Sitting up, Katie removed her fingers from the cleft of her pussy and pressed them against my lips. They glistened with her moisture. I parted my lips. Katie pushed her fingers into my mouth. I sucked on them.

As I sucked on them, she said; "Do you like the way my fingers taste Frankie?"

The presence of Katie's fingers in my mouth made it difficult to speak, but I still managed a garred, "Yes."

Taking her fingers out of my mouth, Katie asked, "Would you like to lick my pussy?"

"Yes please."

"You're being very polite. I like it when you're polite and I always believe in rewarding good manners." Katie lay back on the bunched up pillows and spread her legs even wider. "Go ahead Frankie, you have my permission. You may kiss and lick my pussy."

As I crawled between Katie's legs, I smiled. We both knew that we were dancing around a game of mild sexual domination, but Katie was keeping it very subtle. She was allowing me to progress at a comfortable pace.

As I brought my lips to Katie's cunt I relaxed. This was familiar territory for me. It was also an area where I felt confident about my s*******s. Katie frequently praised my ability to orally please her. Now all of the stresses of Pete and his big cock, Katie's swinger friends and her scores of other lovers all melted into the background. At this moment I didn't care about them, I didn't need to care about them. I was about to express my love to my wife in a way that I knew I could always satisfy her.

I lightly brushed Katie's cunt with my lips, barely touching her; but still making enough contact to feel her moisture. Katie shivered. She loved this first gentle, almost imperceptible contact. In fact she'd taught me to do it.

And then it hit me. Katie had taught me. The very first time we made love she gave me subtle instructions about how to please her. I was so unsure and inexperienced that I never realized what she was doing. I just eagerly accepted her guidance. In matters sexual, Katie has always been my mentor, my guide, my superior; even when she was trying to hide the overtly sexual side of her permisterality from me.

In the bedroom Katie has always ruled. In the bedroom she becomes my goddess and I become her humble servant, always ready and eager to please her. My goddess, her servant, just thinking those words was exciting.

Moments earlier I'd knelt on the floor and kissed Katie's feet. I'd worshipped her and she'd graciously accepted my adoration. Now she was rewarding me by allowing me to pleasure her.

Katie had told me that Dana was a submissive. I wondered, was I a submissive? The thought made every nerve in my body tingle with excitement. Still I had been raised to be a strong, independent man. Submitting to another permister's will was contrary to everything I'd been taught.

Katie would call that, seriously repressed thinking. She would probably be correct, but that didn't make acceptance any easier.

Acceptance? What did Katie say about acceptance? It was part of the process, but it didn't come first. Discovery came first. Acceptance and learning to embrace and revel in my secret desires would come later.

I had to listen to my mentor. This wasn't the time to worry about acceptance. At this moment all I had to be concerned with was discovery. Katie would tell me that my immediate task was to stop worrying, relax and let go and that was easy.

I was still covering Katie's pussy with gentle kisses and she was cooing softly. That internal debate had actually taken less than a minute. Now, feeling more relaxed and excited then I'd felt in weeks, it was time to discover and enjoy.

My kisses became more intense. As I pressed my lips into Katie’s sopping cunt, she gasped, "Oh yes, that's right. Kiss me. Kiss my cunt. Make love to my cunt with your mouth." Her voice was a raspy whisper.

Excited by Katie's words and her burgeoning arousal I extended my tongue. At first I licked her, but after a moment I started to explore and probe the opening to her womb.

When she felt my tongue entering her, Katie cried; "That's right Frankie; push your tongue into my cunt. Lick my fuck hole."

Katie's words startled me. I never would have guessed that she was capable of saying something so shamelessly obscene. I shouldn't have been surprised. She'd told me that she enjoyed dirty, nasty sex. That was why Pete had been such an exciting playmate for her.

Now she was introducing me to raw, sordid lust. This was exactly what I’d wanted her to do and it was every bit as exciting as I'd hope it would be."

I pushed my tongue as deeply into Katie's cunt as I possibly could. She responded by pushing her hips forward and mashing her now dripping sex into my face.

Katie’s hand appeared. Slipping her fingers under my nose she found her engorged clitoris and started madly massaging herself. I took a quick glance up. Katie's other hand was on her breast. She was twisting her nipple.

I tried to start licking the full length of Katie’s cleft, but as soon as I moved my tongue, she commanded; "No Frankie, keep licking my fuck hole while I frig my clit and play with my nipple."

I pushed my tongue back into her.

Katie cried, "Oh yes, that's right. Fuck me with your tongue while I frig myself like a slut.

Katie started bucking her hips. She was fucking my face. Laughing with joy, she yelled; "Frankie, I love this! I love being a nasty slut! I love being a nasty slut with you! Frankie I love you!"

And then she screamed. As she screamed, Katie's entire body started to shake and she gushed a torrent of her love nectar onto my lips, nose and eyes. She bucked my face for a few more seconds and then as her orgasm subsided Katie relaxed and gradually stopped moving. Finally she lay perfectly still.

I started to lick her again, but she stopped me, saying; "No Frankie, thank you, but right now I'd like you to lay next to me and hold me."

My face still coated with Katie's dew, I pulled myself up so that I was lying next to her and extended my arm. Cuddling up to me, Katie laid her head on my shoulder and said; "Frankie, I love you so much. After seeing what I'm really like, do you still love me?"

"More than ever."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

GH,
I love it.

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

Have a peaceful Christmas.

GH, Lucky guy, weather good enough for golf and a great story writer. Thanks for spending the time to craft such a great story. Safe Holiday's to all.
A. Smith

OMG.... how can we NOT love it when a woman acts like a slut!!



Thanks GH, and have a very Merry Christmas!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Thanks for the offer GH ,,but it finally loaded for me and I just finished reading that pg,,,, I dont know what the prob. was but working fine now,,, GREAT story so far,,,waiting for more whenever your ready

GH, I don't now how I missed this it will be a few days before I get to be current but it sure is off to a great start and most certainly of the same high standard that we have come accustomed to.

Happy Holidays - Merry Christmas and a Happy and most importantly healthy New Year to you and all your followers here.

Thanks GH, enjoy the holiday break. Very hot last scene.

Timmy27 emailed me and pointed out that there were two missing posts on page 2. I managed to reinsert them in there proper sequence by combining them and using the space from one of my responses to comments.

If you missed those segments, they are now back in the story and if anyone notices anymore gaps in the story, please let me know. I have all of my originals. It is easy to reinsert them.

Thank you Timmy

GH

Well I'm up to date, just couldn't stop reading. Frankie is going be in for one hell of a ride.

Thank you for another great story

GH,

"Wow"
What a great new segment, please keep serving up this level of story telling.
Have a great New Year, full of good health and happiness!

G.
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want more of this story .

Keep it cumming

That was a very erotic, very sexy piece of writing, and it makes it well worth coming back from Christmas break just to read it! You could almost end the story there and it would be very good, but you've introduced us to a fascinatng cast of characters that still needs to be explored. Thank goodness!

I hope you had a very nice holiday seamister and will return to us soon, relaxed and refreshed. I know I repeat myself, but thanks again GH, for sharing yourself with us.

time for a bump

Peakmb, sslv2006, cuck4one, tanker, lickbuddy, Timmy27, zinc03, Greenman, simonm and storm

Thanks for the comments and holiday wishes. I had a very nice holiday. The weather in southern Arizona has been in the 70's every day, so I have been playing lots of golf. I hope all of you had a nice holiday.

I have been writing during my absence and have completed 7 large segments. Getting them edited and posted will take some time, but I will try to get them up as quickly as possible.

Here is the first one.

Thanks again,

GH

We lay together quietly, neither of us speaking, neither of us moving. We were both taking a quick break.

After a minute or two Katie broke the silence. "Now you know two of my illicit desires."

"I do?"

Rolling over onto her side so that she was facing me, Katie poked me in the ribs and said; "Yes silly, you do."

"Help me out." We were both grinning at each other.

Rolling her eyes, Katie said; "Heaven help me, I'm married to an engineer."

"Hey!"

"Frankie honey, you are the sweetest most wonderful man I've ever met, but at times you can be a little obtuse."

"Yeah okay, you're right. So maybe you could take pity on me and help me out."

"Only because I love you."

"That works for me."

"All right, I just demonstrated one of them. During sex, I love to talk dirty.

Laughing, I said; "I guess I could have figured out that one."

"As I said; you can be a bit obtuse." Katie was still grinning at me.

"Okay, so what's your other illicit desire?"

"Actually, I have a number of them, but the other one you learned about today is that I love sucking cocks. Giving a guy a really good blow job gets me so hot."

"Like the one you gave me a few minutes ago."

"Exactly"

"Did Joel Tillman get a really good blow job?" The question just popped out. It wasn't asked sarcastically and as soon as I said it I realized that it excited me.

Katie laughed. "That's not a question you would normally expect to hear a husband ask his wife."

"You wouldn't normally expect to hear a wife telling her husband that she loved sucking cocks."

"Because the noun is plural?"

"That's right."

"I'm starting to get the impression that this husband may actually be excited by the idea that his wife enjoys plural nouns."

Suddenly ashamed, I tried to stammer out an explanation. "I ah, well, I mean..."

Placing two fingers on my lips, Katie said; "Shhh, it's okay baby. You don't have to explain anything to me. If hearing about me with another man excites you, that's all that matters. You don't have to explain it, you don't have to understand it, all you have to do is enjoy it."

"But..."

"Just enjoy it. Now you were asking me if I gave Joel Tillman a really good blow job. The answer is, I gave him a blow job, but it wasn't a really good one."

My prurient curiosity trumping my shame, I asked; "Why wasn't it a really good one?"

"Oh my, aren't you..." Katie started to tease me, but then remembering how insecure I was about all of this; she stopped herself and instead gave me a serious answer to my question. "We were in the back of his car. It was an SUV, but even in an SUV the space is limited. It's hard to sprawl out and get comfortable. Giving a really good blow job, like the one I gave you a little while ago, requires some space. I did suck Joel's cock, but it wasn't one of my really good blow jobs."

"So you're saying telling me that you can't give one of your special blow jobs in the parking lot at Brady's"

"That’s right, I can't."

"That means that until tonight you haven't given one of your special blow jobs since you were with Pete."

A hint of concern appeared in Katie's eyes. There was a brief moment of hesitation and then she said, "That's not exactly true."

"What do you mean?"

"I gave one last Tuesday night."

"Isn't Tuesday one of the nights that you, Dana and Andrea go to Brady's?"

"Usually it is, but last Tuesday night we did something different."

"What did you do?"

"We kind of had a party at Dana's house."

"A party? Who was there?"

"Just Andrea, Dana, me and three guys; one of them was an old friend of Andrea's and the other two were his coworkers. They were in town for a sales seminar. Todd that was Andrea's friend's name, called Andrea to see if they could get together. Todd and Andrea used to date before she got divorced and moved here."

"They dated while she was still married?"

"Yes, Andrea wasn't very good at fidelity either. I suppose that's one of the reamisters that we're such good friends. We're both hopeless sluts."

I smiled.

Relieved that I wasn't angry, Katie smiled back at me.

"So, tell me about this party. Did the guys come over for dinner?"

"No Frankie, this was just a sex party. Everyone understood beforehand that we weren't getting together to socialize, we were getting together to fuck."

"But you didn't even know these guys."

"That's part of the fun. It makes it a surprise."

"But what if they were fat and ugly?"

"Andrea said that Todd was really handsome. He was. He must have been in his mid-forties and he was still trim and fit. Todd told Andrea that his friends were both hot too."

"Were they?"

"Yeah, they were both about the same age as Todd. Bryce was taller, maybe 6'2 or 6'3. He was bald, but he shaved his head, so that was cool. Marty was maybe 6 feet. He had a little paunch, but he had broad shoulders and really big muscles, so that was okay too."

"Tell me about the party."

Katie glanced down. My penis was sticking straight up. Giggling, she said; "You do enjoy hearing about this stuff, don't you."

Blushing, I said; "Yeah, guess I do."

"Frankie, that makes me really happy."

I shrugged.

Katie looked at me with a playful expression and asked, "Do you want the vanilla version of the story or would you like me to add a little zest to it?"

Still embarrassed about admitting that I actually enjoyed hearing about Katie's infidelity, I nervously said; "I don't know, I guess it doesn't matter."

"Yes it does and I think you'd like to hear the spiced up version." Katie reached over and wrapped her fingers around my erect penis. As she gave it a gentle squeeze, she asked; "Would you like that Frankie? Would you like to hear every seamy detail of the nasty party that we had with those three hot older men?"

Breathlessly, I answered; "Yes please."

"Good, because just thinking about telling you is getting me wet."

Still holding on to my cock, Katie said; "The guys were coming to Dana's at eight. Andrea got there at six. We wanted to sit by the pool and relax for a little while before the men arrived."

"What time did you get there?"

Katie hesitated for a moment and then she said, "I'm kind of living with Dana right now?"

"You're not staying at the house?"

"No Frankie, I'm not. When I'm there by myself, I start thinking about why you're not there and I get so sad. I was crying all the time. Dana suggested that I move in with her for a while. She was sad and lonely too. Dana had a security system installed in our house and I go over there and check on it several times a week. I hope you're okay with that."

"Dana had a security system installed in our house?"

"She thought it was a good idea. The Kendall's have a firm that handles the security for all of their homes and the company's buildings. They just added our house to their contract. Mr. Kendall really likes you Frankie and now that he's gotten to know me, he likes me too."

"You know Arthur Kendall?"

"Of course I do, I live with his flower."

"He's not upset with you about everything that happened?"

"No, we talked about it. He knows Pete. He thinks he's a lazy no good ass, but he also understands how attractive he can be to women. He had Dana captivated for years. He thinks that I'm good for Dana."

"He thinks you're good for Dana?"

"That's right, he told me that it's been years since he's seen her as happy as she is right now."

"Does he know about the sex?"

"Yes he does."

"And that doesn't bother him?"

"Frankie, Arthur and Jean Kendall have a very open attitude about sex. They're not really swingers, but they both enjoy a little fun on the side."

"Dana told me that her dad is having an affair with his secretary."

"Yes and her lady has a boyfriend, actually she has several boyfriends."

Shaking my head, I said; "When you meet them in business situations, even a social business situation, the Kendalls seem so staid and proper."

"I remember meeting them at a dinner party and thinking that they were a couple of real sticks." Smiling, Katie added; "I guess they fooled us."

We both laughed and then Katie asked. "Want to hear more about the party?"

"Yes I do."

This next post is actually two segments combined into one, so I have four left to post. I have a golf game and I have to walk my dog first, so they will probably be posted tonight or tomorrow.

GH

Sorry, it was too big as one post, so it is back to two. I still have four left to post.

As soon as Andrea arrived all three of us stripped and sat by the pool takeing ice tea."

"You were naked?"

"Yes we were. Dana's back yard has a high brick wall around it. It's very private. We can play back there without having to worry about anyone seeing us."

"Is that where you entertained the men?"

"No, we only sat by the pool for about an hour. At 7:00 we went inside. After a quick bite to eat, we spent the rest of the time making ourselves sexy and beautiful."

"What did you wear?"

"All three of us wore miniskirts and sheer tops." Winking at me, Katie added; "And we didn't wear any underwear."

"You mean panties or a bra?"

"That's right. When I'm at sex party like this one, I love wearing a miniskirt without panties. Everybody is there for only one reamister, sex. Since all the guys are going to get laid, I can flash them as often and blatantly as I want without having to worry about being a cruel prick tease. "

Chuckling, I said; "I hope you start flashing me."

Sighing, Katie said; "I'm sorry that I haven't already done that."

"It's okay, I understand. It's not something that nice girls do."

"No, it isn't."

"But now I know you're not a nice girl."

"I'm not and tomorrow night at Dana's I'll prove it. I'll wear a really slutty outfit and I'll flash you all the time. I'll get Andrea and Dana to do it too."

"I can't wait. Now back to the story. What happened when the men arrived?"

"Dana, Andrea and I were all dressed in our hottest slut outfits. When the guys saw us their eyes almost popped out of their heads."

"Like cartoon characters."

"That's about right. These were three conservative middle aged businessmen. Todd was the only one who actually knew any of us and he only knew Andrea. Until they saw us I don't think the other two guys believed that they were really going to get laid."

I assume Andrea took Todd and you and Dana took the other two guys."

"No, Andrea had already done Todd. She wanted to do somebody new."

"So how did you figure out how to pair off?"

"We decided to make it random."

"Random?"

"Yes, random. The group of swingers I used to hang with did it that way all the time. Getting arbitrarily paired with a guy who's going to fuck you is incredibly exciting."

"What if he's fat and ugly?"

Katie shrugged. "Frankie, a guy has to be clean; I mean I prefer him to be freshly showered. That isn't always possible, but at least he can't be dirty and smelly. I also won't do a guy if he's rude and mean or gets aggressive. I enjoy assertive men, but rudeness, boorishness and insensitivity are real turn offs. Oh and guys who are takes are out. I don't care if a guy's had a couple of takes but sloppy takess are not exciting."

"But ugly guys are okay."

"When I was with the swingers group I did a lot of older men and several homely guys. I also occasionally go out to the parking lot at Brady's with a homely guy. Most of the homely guys I've done have turned out to be really good lovers. They don't get laid as often as the handsome guys. I think that makes them a little more appreciative and usually very attentive to my needs. The ones who weren't good lovers were usually just too nervous to perform. With those guys getting them to relax and then showing them a good time is fun."

"That last part sounds a little like a mercy fuck."

"Maybe, I don't think of it like that, but so what if it is. Everyone deserves a little mercy once in a while. Tonight you're showing me a little mercy."

"But I'm enjoying tonight at least as much as you are."

"And I've always enjoyed the time I've spent with homely guys. Frankie, you're a smart man. You know that real beauty doesn't come from fine facial features, big muscles and a taut stomach; it comes from the heart and the soul. Don't get me wrong, I find hot guys very attractive, but once you get into bed there are other qualities that are a lot more important."

"Pete was a jerk and you loved fucking him."

"Yes he was and yes I did. Pete is a colossal ass, but he has some attributes that make him an outstanding lover and I'm not talking about the size of his cock. In bed he is not only totally uninhibited, he is also intense, assertive and demanding and he does it without being threatening or offensive. Very few men can pull that off."

"Okay, I'll never like the guy and I hope I never see him again, but I'm beginning to understand why you found him so attractive."

"Frankie, I don't care how good Pete is in bed. I don't ever want to see him again either. If I do have the bad fortune to run into him, I intend to make it very clear to him that we were never friends and we will never again be sex partners."

"All right, enough about Munmister. Tell me more about the party. How did you finally pair off and who did you end up with?"

"We tried to relax and have a take with the guys, but once they saw how we were dressed, they realized that they really were going to get laid. After that they were so anxious that they couldn't even make conversation." Katie grinned. "That often happens with conservative married guys who are away from home on business trips, especially with guys who don't travel very often. As soon as they figure that they actually are going to get lucky, they either shut down or become babbling ninnies."

"Yup, I could see that happening to me."

Katie giggled. "I take it that you're not getting much action in San Francisco."

"I've never really been an action kind of guy. Before I met you the only sex I ever got was an occasional mercy fuck from a few close female friends."

"Frankie, Frankie, Frankie; don't sell yourself short. They may have seemed like mercy fucks to you, but I'm sure those women were getting every bit as much as they were giving. You are a sensitive and talented lover. I never would have married you if you weren't."

Smiling at Katie, I said; "Well, I'm not very good at meeting women and frankly, during the past few weeks I haven't been in the mood."

Katie laid her head against my side and whispered; "Frankie, I'm sorry. I really did make a mess out of our lives."

"I don't know Katie. Certainly the last month has been painful and I suspect that we both still have some growing pains ahead of us, but consider this. What if you had been truthful from the beginning? I think there's a high probability that we might have just dismissed each other as unsuitable mates. The time you spent trying to be someone you're not provided us with an opportunity to get to know each other."

"But that's just it. I tried to convince you that I was someone I wasn't. I didn't give you a chance to get to know the real me."

"No, you tried to be someone you weren't. That's an entirely different situation. Yes, you did eventually end up lying to me, but I don't believe for an instant that you originally set out to deceive me."

"I didn't. I really thought I could be a faithful wife. I tried so hard, but it just didn't make sense. Frankie, it's very difficult to remain committed to making a sacrifice if you don't believe in the reamister you're doing it."

Shaking her head, Katie continued; "Fidelity has nothing to do with love. To me sex is something people do because it's fun and that's all it is. Everybody else makes such a big deal out of it and honestly, I don't understand why. I mean I do understand the concerns about pregnancy and disease. Believe me, I don't want to get sick and I certainly don't want to have some stranger’s baby; but if you're careful and take sensible precautions, those things aren't going to happen. Frankie, I've taken birth control pills since I was in high school and unless I know him really well, I always make the guy wear a condom. After a while I did let Pete do me bareback, but that was only after I figured out how careful he had to be. He was even more concerned about getting an STD than I was. For him it was a matter of financial survival. He knew that Dana's dad wanted to destroy him and getting an STD would have been concrete evidence that he was being unfaithful to Dana."

"Dana's dad finally did get concrete evidence and destroy him."

"Yes, but only because Pete got sloppy with me."

"What do you mean?"

"Well actually I should say that I got sloppy with him."

"I don't understand."

"Frankie, how did you figure out that Pete and I were playing together?"

"I overheard him bragging in the bar."

"Yes, and that was stupid on his part, but why did you go to Brady's in the first place?"

"Because that morning you didn't get home until 3:00 AM and you're excuse for being so late wasn't very convincing. Your clothes were completely disheveled, your blouse was misbuttoned, your shirt tail was out, your makeup was smeared and your hair was a mess. It was obvious that you were coming home from a night of hot sex."

Giggling, Katie asked; "Was that all you had, or were there other clues?"

Katie was teasing me about what had been a very painful incident. I wanted to be angry with her, but I couldn't do it. Instead I just smiled and said, "Be careful, you're treading on some very tender ground."

She smiled back at me. "Sorry. I need to be more careful. It's just that I enjoy teasing you so much. I was also trying to make a point."

"What was it? And yes, when I started to think about it, there were lots of other clues. You'd become irritable and short with me. You were spending more and more time away from home. When you were at home you didn't seem to be very interested in me, especially sexually."

Sighing, Katie said; "I'm sorry Frankie, none of that was deliberate." And then she paused. After a moment she added; "But I can't say that it wasn't intentional."

"What? That doesn't make any sense. How can something not be deliberate if it was intentional? They're synonyms."

"Not quite. About two weeks ago Dana, Andrea and I spent an entire night talking about this. I was having a very hard time coping with how I'd treated you while I was having my affair with Pete. Dana and Andrea helped me understand that the anger and hostility I directed towards you were caused by the intense guilt I was feeling about cheating on you."

Katie paused again. She was trying to choose her words carefully. Finally she said; "Frankie, please understand. I am not offering that as an excuse for my behavior. My behavior was inexcusable. I'm just trying to explain that my anger, hostility and neglect were not the result of any perceived shortcomings on your part. I was angry at myself and you were the only available target for that anger.

"Actually, after talking to you that night at the house, after Pete and everyone else left, I came to that same conclusion."

"You did?"

"Yes I did. You were so remorseful. It was obvious that you weren't proud of yourself or your behavior."

"I was ashamed." Katie looked at me. "But I wasn't ashamed about having sex with Pete. I was ashamed about the way I behaved while I was doing it. Does that make any sense to you Frankie?"

"It does."

"I also think the mistakes I made were subconsciously intentional. That's what I meant when I said they weren't deliberate, but they were probably intentional. The guilt I felt about cheating on you was driving me crazy. I think I wanted to get caught."

"That makes sense. It was a way for you to get out of an intolerable situation."

"That's right. I got us into an awful mess. I wish I could go back to that first night we met."

"What would you do differently?"

"I'd tell you the whole truth."

"If you'd done that, there’s a very strong possibility that I would have dismissed you before I had a chance to get to know you. I probably would have finished the take you bought for me, thanked you and returned to my spot at the bar."

Katie grinned. "I did buy our first take, didn't I?"

"Like I said, I'm not an action kind of guy. If you'd waited for me to buy you a take, we never would have met."

"Franklin Reese, you are the most fascinating man I've ever met. You are brilliant, obtuse and so magnificently honest. I love you so much."

"I don't doubt that at all."

Katie stared at me. "You don't? Even after all the awful things I've done? How? Why?"

"You tried to change for me. You tried to give up a life style that you loved so that you could be with me."

"I failed."

"That's true, but you tried. That counts for a lot."

"Really?"

"Of course it does. I may be obtuse, but I'm not a ninny."

Katie giggled, but then her expression suddenly changed and she was silent.

I waited, but Katie didn't say anything. Finally I asked; "What's wrong?"

"Frankie, I'm scared. You're going to be in San Francisco for a whole year. What if you meet someone else and fall in love with her?"

I stared at Katie. My first inclination was to try to reassure her, but I didn't. Instead I said, "What if you fall in love with one of your sex partners? What if you meet a guy who's not only a great lover, but also kind, considerate and smart?"

Katie started to protest. "That will never..." But then she stopped herself. Slowly nodding, she said; "Yes, I guess that's always a concern, but it's a concern for any couple. I told you before; people don't fall in love because they have sex, they fall in love because they talk to each other and get to know each other. That can happen to anybody, regardless of their lifestyle. You're right, it could happen, but I don't think it's very likely. It's hard for me to imagine finding someone that I could love more than I love you."

"I feel the same way. It's hard for me to imagine finding someone I could love more than I love you."

"Even knowing that I can't be faithful?"

"Even knowing that you can't be faithful."

We grinned at each other and then I said, "Besides, it not like we won’t be seeing each other during the next year. I'll be back every three weeks and you could come to San Francisco."

"Really? I could visit you in San Francisco?"

"Of course, I’d love that. You can come as often as you'd like."

"Air fares are expensive."

"Katie, I make a lot of money and right now I'm not spending very much of it. Most of my expenses in California are paid."

"If I go to California once every three weeks we could be together two out of every three weekends. Could I do that?"

"I think that would be wonderful."

"Would they let me stay in that hotel with you?"

"Actually, I'm getting an apartment."

"You are? Tell me about it."

"I will but first you have to finish telling me about the party with the three businessmen."

"Okay, but Frankie; this is all very exciting."

"Yes it is and I'll tell you all about it, but not until you’re finished telling me your story."

"All right."

Two wonderful new chapters GH, it is always the talking that makes a cuckold marriage work so well, near two decades for me and T and still some mornings we'll lay on top of the bed, start chatting at say 9am and before we realise it's 3pm, for me it enhances the story so much knowing you understand the subject matter so well, fantastic GH, fantastic,,,,,,,,,, glad you had a good holiday

Look forward to more when your ready

Mel xx