My Changing Life – Part 2 of 41
It was now 2 weeks before Christmas and life went on, as usual, working as we did, me getting home first in the evening and preparing the evening meal.
On Monday, following the Party, Robert said. âGood morning, David, I hope you enjoyed the party, I am sure Mary didâ?
With a touch of irony in my voice, I said, âIâm sure she didâ!
Nothing more was said about the Party, only comments from my work colleagues. Robert and I spoke only about work during the rest of the week.
On Tuesday evening, Mary and I were in bed, I was kissing her nipples and she was fondling me to an erection. I plunged my rock-hard dick into Maryâs waiting wet vagina, with more than a touch of jealousy. I was pumping her as hard as I could, determined to give her an orgasm, as Robert had done, but again I failed, miserably, shooting my semen far too quickly. From what Mary told me about Robertâs boner I suspected I was nowhere near reaching her G-spot with my smaller tool.
As I withdrew, I asked Mary. âWere you thinking of Robert, while we were doing thatâ?
She replied, âIt was lovely dear, donât be concerned, I was in fact, thinking how Robert filled me, how long and tight he felt in me. But donât worry dear, I still love you, I will always make you happy and you can now make me cum with that wonderful tongue of yoursâ.
The following weekend, one week before Christmas Day, which was the following Saturday, Mary and I, as usual, shared the household chores, dusting, cleaning, washing, I knew how to load and start the washing machine, but Mary usually did it, as I did the vacuum cleaning. Mary does the ironing on Sunday while I saw to the garden or household DIY jobs.
In bed that night, not having spoken about Robert during the past few days, I thought Mary seemed distant while we made love.
I said, âYou were thinking about him again, werenât youâ?
In a rather dreamy way, she said. âI was thinking what a shame that Robert will be on his own, on Christmas Day, he lost his wife, and he did not mention any childrenâ.
I said, âIâm sure he will have some relations he could spend Christmas withâ.
âNo, I think we should invite him to spend Christmas Day with us, again it could be good for your career prospects.â
âIâm not sure; I want to spend Christmas Day with you, aloneâ. I then hesitated and said, âWell perhaps, as long as itâs only the Dayâ.
Mary said, excitedly, âIâll phone him tomorrow, to see if he would like to come.â
She then threw herself on me and kissed me all over my face, while I was thinking âyouâre having telephone conversations with him, are youâ?
I did not see Robert at work that week; we were finishing for Christmas on Tuesday evening. Mary came home Monday evening and said joyfully, or it was more like, a cheering tone in her voice.
âI phoned him, Robert, he would love to come and spend Christmas with usâ. She continued. âAs we are off work Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, we had better get the house cleaned ready for Christmas Dayâ.
That evening Mary was so passionate in bed, she even attempted to suck my cock for the first time.
Robert arrived about 10.00 Christmas Day, after shaking hands welcoming each other, as I took his coat, he handed me a very expensive boxed bottle of malt whisky. Mary came up the hallway and kissed him full on the lips, he then handed her an extremely expensive-looking jewellery box, as she opened it she cried with joy.
âOh Robert, you shouldnât have, itâs absolutely wonderful, look Davidâ.
As she showed me, taking it out of the box, it was a silver, emerald and diamond necklace with matching earrings; pailing my present, to her, into insignificance. Mary was wearing a very tight-fitting, short green dress, which I had not seen before. She did look gorgeous in it, as it showed off her fully curved body and plenty of cleavage; I could see Robert thought so.
She said, âThank you, Robert, will you put the necklace on for me, it matches my dressâ?
She kissed him again as he completed the task and Mary wore it all day, together with the very dangly earrings.
We settled down to the Day, I had made coffees, Mary and Robert sat next to each other on the settee. As I came out of the kitchen with the coffees I noticed a slight hand movement by each of them, as they moved their hand off each other. Robert and I made small talk, we did not want to talk about work today, although I did not get that much of a chance to get into any conversations, as Mary dominated the talking with Robert all day it seemed, only stopping to tell me to go and do something.
âGet the biscuits, Davidâ.
âClear the coffee cups, Davidâ.
âIsnât it time to start lunch, Davidâ.
Mary was paying so much attention to Robert I was glad to get away in the kitchen for a bit of peace.
I served the traditional Christmas lunch with all the trimmings, we quickly seemed to get through the first two bottles of wine, and I was sent to get two more. Robert talked about his wife during the lunch, but it was still Mary dominating the conversation. I had not realised that we were sat at the table having taken over three and a half hours to complete lunch. I cleared the table and washed up the plates and utensils taking me a good half hour. As I came into the lounge Mary was sitting even closer to Robert, with both of them having their hands on each otherâs thighs. I sat in the easy chair trying to get into the conversation, without much success.
When Mary said, âTea, David, please; and cake.â
So off I went into the kitchen again, when I came back with the tea and cake I was sure Maryâs dress was higher up her thigh and she was showing more cleavage. After tea we sat back at the table, Mary rearranging her dress as she moved from the settee.
We played cards plays for a couple of hours, where it was always Robert who seemed to have the winning hands with Mary praising him.
âWhat a good player you are Robertâ.
âWell done again Robertâ.
I just thought, âlucky sodâ.
We settle down to watch TV at around 7.30, with Mary almost sitting on top of Robert on the settee, I again had to make do with the easy chair which meant, my view of them, was a little obscured by the side and back of the settee. I was annoyed as I could not see what their hands were doing, as I could see their heads keep turning towards each other.
About 9.30 during a commercial break Mary got up smoothing out her dress as she did so, took my hand and said.
âCome on, David, we need more drinks and nibbles.â
Despite Robertâs insistence that he had had more than enough, she pulled me into the kitchen.
As we entered Mary immediately put her arms around my neck and kissed me, she said.
âI have had such a lovely day; you have made me very happyâ.
I indignantly replied, âCanât think why, you have virtually ignored me all day, making me into your skivvy and dominating Robertâ.
âIâve done it for you, David, your promotionâ. Mary continued. âDonât you think Robertâs had more than enough to drink; it would be too dangerous for him to drive. He should stay the nightâ.
âHe could get a taxiâ.
âNot nowâ.
âYou want to sleep with him, donât youâ?
âOh, David that would be the most wonderful Christmas present you could ever give me. Iâm doing it for you, David; I want you to be happy. Heâs staying; you can sleep in the guest bedroomâ.
âWhy canât heâ?
âNo, David, itâs settled, heâs staying, and he will sleep in our bed, with meâ.
She then kissed me on the forehead and walked back into the lounge. I carried the drinks in as Mary was whispering into Robertsâs ear while grabbing hold of his hand. Robert was, at least, appreciative of another drink.
At about 10.00 Mary and Robert got up from the settee.
Mary said, âWill you clear up, David? We are going up to bed, and we will see you in the morningâ.
Robert shook my hand and said. âThank you David; it has been a most wonderful Christmas for meâ.
I cleared the things up and went upstairs to the guest bedroom and lay naked on the bed listening to my wifeâs distorted shouts of exaltation, screams of erotic joy and begging, through the wall.
âGive it to me Robert, yes, – yes, make me cum again, oh this is wonderfulâ.
With Robertâs occasional grunts of satisfaction, as I listened it sounded so erotic, I got the most aching enormous erection, I just hand pumped it and must have ejaculated three times.
I did not get up very early, on Boxing Day; I just read my book for a while, my concentration being interrupted by the occasional sexual chorus from next door.
When I did get up, as I open my bedroom door I got a shout from Mary.
âCan you bring us tea please dear?â
When I took up the tea I thought I had better knock on the bedroom door, but I did not hear any voices, I thought I heard the water running, I open the went in and put the tea on the dressing table. I saw through the steamy cubical both Mary and Robert together in the en-suit shower, soaping and washing each other.
As I went downstairs I felt very jealous and I thought to myself âI got that en-suite refurbished with a double-sized shower cubical deliberately, for the express purpose of Mary and myself using it together, but now I have to make do with the old shower in the main bathroomâ.
I was in the kitchen when they came down the stairs and they went straight to the front door.
When I heard Mary shout. âWe are going out, be a dear, can you clean the house up a bit, change our bedsheets and put them in the wash? We will be back about 4ish can you have dinner ready by thenâ?
âLove you,â as the front door closed.
I did what I was asked to do and had the leftover diner ready for 4.00. They got back about 4.15 and I served.
As we ate we chatted about where they had been, of course, Mary dominated the conversation saying,
âWe had a nice walk along the river, went into a pub and had a light lunch and walked backâ.
So on and so on.
When Robert finished his plate he said. âPlease excuse me, Iâll have to go, I have an early flight tomorrow morning, from Heathrow to America, business goes no David, Iâm sure you will understandâ.
In the hallway after Mary had finished a very long and passionate kiss with him, Robert actually hugged me and whispered in my ear, âItâs been a wonderful two days, one of the best Christmases I have had. Thank you, David, youâre a good man and husband, you have handled this situation very well, SEE YOU NEXT WEEKENDâ???????
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