Lending Lovers: When One Lover Just isn't Enough by Fh John

Author:Fh John
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 3

Yes is More Fun

A moan left my lips. I know that means I’m not being good, but I can’t help it. Shane wants me. I can feel his desire probing against my naked body, his hardness trying to climb its way out of his pants and I made him stiff.

“He doesn’t want to lose you to the grass on the other side of the fence, so he’s opening the gate for you. You can walk on the grass and come back to him. The library is open and they have a lending program,” he said. “I get to be the first to borrow you, but I might have to pay a couple of late fees, because turning you back in on time, won’t be easy for me.” He kept pumping his fingers into me, making me want to be his book.

I started to moan and pant as he fed his fingers into me. I could feel the intrusion of his fingers and see it at the same time as the mirror relayed what was happening, as it was happening. In the smallest regions of my mind, the lipstick smeared across my cheek, registered, but didn’t seem important. On the contrary, it seemed fitting. Like my lipstick should be spread across my face, a filthy look for a filthy girl. I was a good girl, but maybe being good could have more than a single meaning. I could also feel the intrusion from behind me, the one that wanted in, but was waiting for its turn. His words were like echoes in my mind. They were there, but distant and hollow.

“Ugh,” I heard my own voice say. “This feels so good.” My knees felt weak as I began to accept this new reality. My husband was no longer the only man to know me. Shane’s fingers were learning who I was on the inside, but not the inside of my mind. He was learning who I was inside of the real me. The real me who laid in bed at night, thinking about things a wife doesn’t share with her spouse, touching herself while the thoughts run amuck in her mind, thoughts of muscles and sweat.

“He wants to watch us, Lisa,” he breathed into my ear. “He wants to see you taking me into you.”

I shook my head no. “That can’t be true. He would never want that. He loves me. A husband doesn’t like that.”

He nodded his head yes and I know he wasn’t doing it in slow motion, but time got away from me. I don’t know where it went but it was somewhere else. “He wants to share this moment with you, Lisa. He wants to see us together as a woman giving herself to a man.”

I’m not allowed to say no, I thought, so I said yes. I wanted to be a good wife and a good wife does whatever her husband wants. The moment I said it, Shane began to turn me away from the mirror, toward the door where Dillan was standing.

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