We had enjoyed a happy Friday evening together. My Boss, Tom, had laughed at our jokes and had mildly flirted with Justine, my Wife. Who, it must be said, had been very happy to meet his attentions with smouldering eyes and intimate smiles. 'If I didn't know any better, I'd swear that she fancies him', I thought.
"I had better get going," Tom said as he stood up to leave, "I have a big day tomorrow. But thank you for a very nice evening Paul."
He shook my hand as he moved around behind Justine's chair and leaned over to kiss her goodbye. But it wasn't a goodnight kiss. My Wife opened her lips for him and accepted his tongue into her mouth. Suitably encouraged, Tom lifted her jumper to expose Justine's breasts and proceeded to stroke them gently.
i didn't know what to do next, except to hide my small erection at what I was witnessing right before my eyes. So I did nothing. Tom, of course, knew exactly what to do.
"Shall we go?" he asked Justine, who stood up and held on to the hand he offered her.
"Good idea," she said, as her arm went around his back while his slid down the soft material of her skirt onto the cheeks of her arse.
They made it to the front door together before Tom turned to me and said, "Sorry Paul! Your pretty Wife is the 'big day' I just mentioned."
"Justine?" i exclaimed weakly. "Why?"
"You just haven't been around, have you Paul. We haven't made love in over a year and you are away all the time." She was right, I was always away from home, but then I started thinking.
A year ago Tom made me the Commercial Manager of his business and I have spent almost every other day away from home. And then there was Tom's week away in Helsinki that coincided with the week Justine supposedly spent at her sister Barbara's in Spalding. Finally, the afternoons that Tom was absent from work along with my Wife's shopping trips that lasted all day and produced so few purchases.
"But why now?" I asked. "Why didn't you say something before?"
"Because that 'something' has changed everything, and it's about time you knew that Tom is now my permanent Boyfriend," she replied as she rested her head down onto Tom's shoulder.
"Boyfriend? Is that all I am?" Tom said, as his free hand meanfully stroked Justine's tummy. We've gone a bit further down that path. Haven't we?"
"How did that happen?" I screamed at them both.
"Oh Paul," Justine replied, "clearly not with you. Besides! Haven't you heard the old saying that absence makes the heart grow fonder. Well in my case ...
... it grew fonder and more productive with someone else." |
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