I couldn’t hold back anymore and climaxed with a grunt. Kristen let my cum cover her hand. I let out a sigh of satisfaction. Satisfied that I was done, Kristen hopped off the bed and cleaned up quickly in the ensuite. I grabbed some tissues from my nightstand and did the same before pulling my boxers back on. Kristen dressed and climbed back into bed. Neither of us spoke – I don’t think either of us knew what to say, to be honest.
Kristen broke the silence. “Well, that was a little different.”
I looked over at her. We both laughed. “Yeah, different,” I said.
“But fun though, right?”
“Umm, yes!”
I had so many questions. Was Kristen genuinely interested in Heidi? Was she batting the idea around? Was she just playing it up for my benefit? I wanted to ask her but felt like I should be tactful in my approach. She might not know the answers herself and I certainly didn’t want her to feel awkward or pressured by follow-up questions.
“Glad you thought so. I liked it too. Goodnight, my love.” Kristen gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, rolled away and flipped off her light.
Guess I wouldn’t have a chance to discuss things with her tonight after all. Maybe it was for the best. I needed some time to figure out how to bring it up again.
“Goodnight babe.”
Friday, June 6th – 6:27pm
I was just pulling dinner out of the oven when Kristen came through the door. She’d messaged to say she’d be a little later than normal.
“Hey sweetie,” she called from the doorway.
“Hey. Perfect timing, dinner’s just hot out of the oven.”
“Oh, you are the best. I’m famished. Long day.”
“I’ll bet. What was keeping ya?”
She walked into the kitchen and wrapped her arms around me as I threw together a quick salad. I loved a good hug from behind and she knew it. “Last-minute meeting with the lawyers. They’re getting a little nervous about the buyout and had some questions. Kind of annoying but I guess that’s part of their job.” She grabbed a seat at the kitchen table and stretched. I could see that she was a bit worn-out.
I put the salad, chicken and rice down on the table and we dug in. “Thanks for this. I’m way too tired to put anything together myself.”
“I figured you might be.”
“And that’s why you’re the best!”
We ate quietly, with just the occasional small talk. Gonna be an early night, I thought to myself. Kristen finished up and pushed away from the table. “Just gonna head upstairs and rinse the day off,” she said.
“OK. I’ll clean up here.”
Within a couple of minutes I heard the shower run as I tidied the kitchen. It didn’t take me long to finish up. When I was done, I grabbed a beer and took a seat on our patio. I liked watching the birds coming and going from our feeder (Kristen liked to joke that I was prepping for my senior years!) and admiring our garden. It was peaceful and I enjoyed sitting out with Kristen and hoped she’d want to sit out for a bit and unwind. I heard the patio door slide open and turned, fully expecting to see Kristen in her standard “lazy evening” attire. But instead, I was surprised to see her in a sundress with her hair thrown into a cute messy bun. She looked amazing in that dress, with it hugging her curves just so. She leaned in to kiss me – was she wearing perfume?