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Elementary Adultery, Part 2
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   After Dena and Jim left, I tried to act as normal as possible around
Brenda.  I desperately wanted to avoid having to talk about Dena or Jim in
case it might lead to a line questioning about what Dena and I had done. 
So instead, I told Brenda how great her pasta dish was and then proceeded
to take out the garbage.  I wanted to keep us both busy doing stuff.  On my
way to the garage I walked past the bedroom found the dog sniffing and
licking the bed comforter where Dena and I had committed the act.  "Shit!"
I said to myself.  I quickly put down the garbage bag and pushed the dog
away.  I grabbed some glass cleaner from the adjoining bathroom and
scrubbed the area with a damp washcloth sprayed with the cleaner.  The wet
spot from cleaning dried up quickly and the dog never returned to it. 
Another clue destroyed.
   Once I finishing my garbage duty and a few other tasks, I asked Brenda
about plans for the next day.  (I thought if I could get her to think about
the future, she may not think as much about what Dena and I may or may not
have done while she was gone).  I was so nervous; my voice was unsteady,
and I was starting to sweat a little.
   "Are we going to your parent's house tomorrow?" I asked.  "Well, I
talked to them about it, but we never made plans" Brenda responded, "I
suppose I should call them back." So Brenda did, and talked to her mom for
about an hour.  What a great diversion, regardless if it was needed or not.
By the time we went to bed that night, the events of the day were no longer
a topic of discussion.  I could only hope that I wouldn't slip up in an
unguarded moment of our future conversations.
   A few days went by and I was feeling a weird combination of emotions I
hadn't experienced before.  I felt really guilty about what I did, but at
the same time, I felt so alive and filled with lust for Dena.  My feelings
of lust and adventure greatly overpowered my feelings of guilt, and I
wanted to be with Dena again in a bad way.  I was also wrestling with
questions and anticipation about when I'd see her next, whether I should
call her, would she call me, etc., etc.  This was driving me crazy; I knew
it would be risky calling her and I'm sure she felt the same way.  Another
week went by without contact with her; I couldn't take it anymore, so I
came up with an idea.
   Brenda and I usually went out to eat on Friday, so I made reservations
at a restaurant near her school.  "Hey, why don't I pick you up from school
on Friday and we'll go out from there." I asked.  "Well, OK, but what about
my car; we'll have two cars to deal with after dinner." she replied.  I
suggested to her, "Why don't I drop you off at school in the morning, on my
way to work.  Then we'll be fine." That became the plan.
   After dropping off Brenda and arriving at work on Friday, I logged into
my computer and signed up for 2 free email accounts online.  One would be
for me, the other for Dena.  I wrote her address and password on a piece of
paper and wrote, "Dena, log on here, there's and email waiting for you." I
sealed it in an envelope, put her name on the outside, and proceeded to
write her an email from my account.  In my email I simply wrote, "Dena,
it's Marc; how are you doing?" I put the envelope in my pocket and resumed
working.
   I left work a little early that day, because I wanted to get there
before Dena and Brenda were done teaching.  I arrived about 5 minutes early
and walked into the school office.  There were a lot of parents in there
(including a number of hot young moms, I might add), so I tried to blend in
and look like a parent.  I handed the envelope to the secretary and asked
her to drop it in Dena's mailbox.  I left the office and met Brenda at her
classroom door just as school was being dismissed.
   Brenda and I went out and had a wonderful, relaxing meal.  We really
enjoying it and had a couple glasses of wine which put us both in a very
romantic mood.  When we got home that night, we climbed into bed and made
love like we had many times.  The big difference for me, however, was that
I could only think about my fantastic fuck with Dena and the image of her
bouncing pointed tits stretching the fabric of her tank top.  We finished
and fell asleep.
   About 2 am, I woke up thinking about the note I left.  Did Dena get it?
Would she write to me?  I couldn't sleep; my mind was racing, so I got up
and went online to check my email.  When I logged in I was so disappointed
to see there were no messages.  I sadly went back to bed and snuggled
against Brenda without waking her up.
   Two more days went by, during which I checked my email about every 4-8
hours.  I had been just dying from waiting and wondering.  Finally at about
10pm on Monday night, my heart jumped when I saw a message from Dena.  I
opened it and it read:
   dear marc, i didn't get your note `till today, but i'm really glad you
left it!  that was so incredible the other week!  i was so scared we'd get
caught.  i hope you don't mind that i've replayed that 15 minutes in my
mind over and over again.  i keep thinking about you all the time.  i love
our friendship and i think you're such a cool guy.  I really want to see
you again.
   love, dena :)
   P.S.  I love to give blow jobs!!!
   Wow!  Reading her email made me so stiff I could hardly type back a
reply.  In fact, I saved my reply as a draft and would come back to it
later.  "What's Brenda doing?" I thought to myself.  I went into our
bedroom and Brenda was sitting up watching TV wearing the satin button-down
nightshirt I bought her for her birthday.  Sex with Brenda had become
pretty routine over the years, but it was always a sure thing - she never
denied me.  So, I turned off the lights and TV, lit two candles in our room
and we made love for an hour.  Brenda was pretty hot in her own right and I
loved the silky feel of her nightshirt between us as we copulated.  I
fucked her slowly but with great determination.  I eased my cock deep
inside her, retracted it almost completely, and repeated the motion. 
Brenda purred with satisfaction and whispered, "I love you" into my ear. 
After I finished, I lay holding her until she fell asleep.  I was wide
awake, however; and despite my fulfillment, I was still thinking about
Dena. I got out of bed to finish my email.
   "Dena, my love,
   I miss you so much and want you so bad.  Do you think we could meet for
lunch sometime?  I have a seminar tomorrow, but Wed - Fri I'm free."
   After sending the email, I stayed online and checked out a few sports
sites on the internet, leaving my mail window open.  About 10 minutes
later, I was pleasantly surprised when I saw an email from Dena pop up.  In
it she gave me her instant messenger name, so I opened up my IM program and
we began to chat.
D: where's your seminar
M: it's just a 1-day thing over at the brookcourt suites on market
research techniques.
D: do you have a lunch break?
M: y, 12-1
D: I'll be there!
M: really?
D: yes
M: can't wait to see you!
D: me too, see u then.
D: damn, i gotta go, jim's coming
M: OK, bye
I went back to bed with my mind still racing.  Brenda was now sound
asleep and now I was just as hard and horny as I was before we made love.
Eventually, however, I dozed off and slept until morning.
   When I arrived at my seminar the next morning, I had trouble
concentrating.  I was erect all morning and was mentally debilitated by my
anticipation of Dena's visit.  The morning session seemed to take forever,
but finally we were dismissed for lunch and started heading to the hotel's
restaurant.  As I walked out, I spotted Dena waiting in the lobby.  She was
wearing a white blouse and long plaid skirt.  Our eyes caught and she
started walking towards me.  I stopped and let the rest of the group go
ahead of me while Dena approached.  Dena asked, "so where's your
conference?" "In that room over there." I said as I pointed to the
conference room we were in.  "Let's go." said Dena, and we hurried back to
the room, closing the door behind us.  Then Dena had me sit down on a chair
and unzip my pants.  Dena grabbed some napkins from the refreshment table
and kneeled in front of me.  She started by grabbing my cock and licking it
like a popsicle.  I leaned back with my hands clasped behind my head and
began to enjoy the treat.  Then she swayed her head back and forth and let
her soft blonde hair brush against my cock repeatedly, wiping off some of
my pre-cum into her silky hair.  As I started oozing more cum into her
hair, she stopped and inserted my cock deep into her mouth, first swirling
her tongue around me, then sucking hard.  I was ready to orgasm, but Dena
whispered to me, "Wait, hold on." With that she stood up, lifted her skirt
and straddled me while informing me that she took off her underwear in the
car.  Then Dena plunged down onto me, and our flesh was finally joined
again.  We pulled each other tighter as we yearned to get closer to each
other.  Then I stood up with her locked onto me, and with smooth muscular
control I eased myself onto the floor with Dena on top of me.  She started
riding me wildly until I exploded inside her.  Dena didn't stop and kept
fucking me until I exploded again.  Finally she slowed and came to a stop.
I looked up and her face was flush with sweat dripping from her forehead.
She took a deep breath and bent down to kiss me.  I kissed her back, and we
reluctantly separated our bodies.
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