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The Second First Morning Together	By : francklyscarlett Category: 1 through F > As Time Goes By Views: 5378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sunday Evening

�I�m hungry.�� Jean�s hands
caressed Lionel�s chest.

�I am too.� Shall I cook or would
you prefer to go out?� he asked

�I don�t want to leave here.�

�I�ll cook.�� He rose from the bed
and Jean admired her lover; his cock, flaccid though it was, commanded her
attention.� �Come to the kitchen with me?�� Jean rose and pulled Lionel�s robe
from the wardrobe.

�You don�t need that; it�s just
us�, Lionel said

�Hedonist� she teased and tied the
sash about her waist then followed Lionel to the kitchen.

�Can I help?�

�Umm. Yes.� Would you pour us a
glass of wine?�� He pointed to the bottle on the counter.� Jean opened and
poured the wine while he quickly shelled some peas.

�To Penny�, Lionel said as they
lifted their glasses.

Jean nearly choked.� �To Penny?�
Why Penny?�

�Because if she hadn�t gotten under
your skin and interfered we�d still be sleeping separately.�

�True enough.� To Penny�, Jean
said.� The look on her face made Lionel laugh.

�That�s the last toast to Penny, I
can promise you.�

�Oh good.� What else are we having
besides peas?�

�Lamb chops and roasted potatoes.�

�Delicious.� I didn�t know you
could cook.�

�Oh yes.� I�m quite domestic.� I
shop, cook, clean.� I even know how to sew buttons.� You�d be surprised at the
things I can do.�

�I can�t wait to learn what they
are.�

Lionel washed the potatoes then put
them in the oven, prepared the lamb chops, and set the peas in a pot on the
stove and set the timer.� �When that goes, I�ll put the chops in and turn the
peas on.�� He added wine to both their glasses and pulled a chair about to sit
next to Jean.� He tipped his glass to hers.

As she knew it would, Lionel�s
robe, too big for her, slipped and bared her shoulders and the tops of her
breasts; her chest flushed a rosy pink with excitement.� She moved her chair
back a bit and crossed her legs, letting the robe fall aside to reveal her
legs; Jean smiled mischievously at Lionel who gazed at her with admiration and
longing; his pulse raced and his cock began to swell and rise at the sight he
beheld.

�You are most tempting.�

�Me?�� Jean adjusted her robe to
cover her legs.

�Yes.� You�, he said with a laugh�
�You know you are.� You wore that robe deliberately.�� His cock hardened and
rose against his belly.� Putting his arms around her, Lionel leaned over and
kissed Jean, their mouths and hands meeting and teasing each other.

�I suppose I did�, she teased and
moved her hands to his chest.� She kissed his face and throat, sliding her
hands along his chest, kissing her way along his chest and stomach, the feel of
his skin beneath her hands and the taste of him on her lips made her senses
spin with wanting him.� Lionel�s slipped his hands beneath her robe and
caressed her body and he groaned with desire.� Jean felt her skin burn with
Lionel�s kisses; his erection knocked against her, drops of pre-cum dotting her
stomach.

The repeated chiming of the timer
eventually made itself heard.� They laughed and Lionel pulled away, breathing
very heavily, his cock threatening to burst if Jean touched him once more.

�We�d better see to dinner.�

�We?�

�Yes.� We.� I�ll finish the cooking
if you�ll set the table.�

�Oh very well�, �Jean assented.� �I
rather like �We��, she said and flashed a smile at Lionel that made him catch
his breath.

Lionel put the lamb chops on the
table with a flourish then sat down.

�It looks wonderful, Lionel.� Thank
you very much.�

�You�re welcome.� Would you like
more wine?�

�Yes, please.�

After dinner they were seated on
the couch, snuggled against each other, and their conversation was, by turns,
flirtatious and serious.�

Lionel caressed her neck and
shoulders.� ��I don�t think my robe has ever been worn to such erotic effect
before.�

�You don�t mind that I�m wearing
it?�

�Mind?� I�m quite jealous of that
robe.�

�You won�t do it any violence will
you?�

�Probably not.�

�Oh, that�s good.� I�d hate to see
it torn limb from limb � as it were.�� She breathed a comical sigh of relief
and the two of them laughed.

�My God, I can�t believe you�re
here with me.� Actually here with me after all those years apart.�

�After all these weeks of figuring
each other out.� Jean added with a smile.

Lionel rubbed his cheek against
hers in reply.

Jean�s mood became serious.� �One
night, Lionel, you told me that you �found somebody rounder�.� Was your
marriage to Margaret that terrible?�

Lionel took a deep breath.� It had
been a long time since he�d talked about Margaret and he�d glossed over her in
his book.

�It was and it wasn�t.� When we
married I knew it wasn�t a great romance and I realized, after the divorce,
that we did each other a great disservice.� I don�t know that she loved me any
more than I loved her.� I got married because my life in Kenya was terribly lonely
and I needed to be with someone.� The longer we were married the less we liked
each other until after a while we seemed to co-exist in parallel lives.� We
shared a bed but we may as well have been sleeping alone.� Then I met a woman,
her name was Helen, and I felt alive again.� I can only admit it now because
you�re here, sitting across from me, but Helen reminded me of you.�� He took
her hands in his and fell silent.

�I can barely admit it now, but I
longed for you every day for years.� I thought I�d put you behind me for good
when I married Margaret but meeting Helen brought it all back with a force that
took me unaware.� Helen knew she was a substitute but she thought it was for
Margaret, not you.�

Jean looked down at his hands on
hers and a tear drop threatened to drop from her eye.

�Jean.� Look at me, please.�� He
gripped her hands more tightly in his.� �I will never cheat on you.�

Lionel stood and took Jean in his
arms and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth; he nudged her legs apart
with his knee and rubbed his rapidly hardening cock against her pussy.� �Let me
prove it to you.�
�to be continued . . .
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