Live for the Day: A Hotwife Story by Peter G Johnson

Author:Peter G Johnson [Johnson, Peter G]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-02-11T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

That Friday night was the strangest of nights. Comprising of so many conflicting and hugely different elements.

Probably the most important, and certainly the least sexy part of the night was keeping guard lest one of our two little angels made an early morning foray towards mommy and daddy’s bedroom and got a surprise that could scar them for life.

Luckily the guest room – my temporary quarters for the night – was between the bedroom they shared and the master bedroom. Their room at the other end of the hallway, just as well considering some of the shrieks and sobs Leroy’s huge cock had extracted from their mother.

When I shut the door to give Tara and Leroy their privacy, it was already three AM. Our two little lovable angels could sometimes be up as early as six or six-thirty.

If this had happened just a few days later, then I’d have guided the lovers to our over-garage annex. The studio there would have been a near certain guarantee against over-inquisitive five-year-olds. But it had needed a new coat of paint and was still two or three days short of being finished.

So instead my best strategy was to make myself a strong pot of coffee and find a good movie to watch. When you’re already dog tired, the best way of starting such a vigil is to plan out the end game, working back from when I’d drop them off at my parents and finally be able to relax and / or sleep.

The linchpin of the timing being my mom and dad’s unbreakable habit of being early risers, a lifetime habit that retirement was far too weak a force to break. They’d be up and about from seven, which meant dropping Maria and Marla with them at eight wouldn’t seem too much of a stretch. Meaning I could get the girls up, washed, dressed and fed just after I’d called my folks at seven – so I only had four hours to kill before my quasi-military precision plan (with only the smallest of necessary white lies) could go into action.

The planning I’d just completed, the need to provide a watchful guard against wandering munchkins – that and watching two movies I’d already seen – were the tedious, necessary parts of the night.

Tedious events that were interwoven by bouts of thoughtful introspection, when my mind would wander back to some of my earlier doubts. Doubts about why I’d changed my mind, moving from a man who’d called a halt to a man who’d just thrown gasoline on a fire that was already raging. Doubts about whether pushing Tara to spend even more time with a young black guy who was blessed with a huge cock and a budding rap career was the dumbest move a man could make.

I tried my best to stop myself thinking this way – but every so often these thoughts would break through my defenses. Would loiter and spit their venom until my Whack-a-mole reactions would send them packing. Sometimes receiving help from more pleasurable parts of the night.

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