Names places have been changed to protect the privacy of others and out of respect for their wishes. What happened however is more or less accurate. Or maybe not. Hope you enjoy.
I've always been good at tennis badminton and table tennis. I'm OK at football and rugby and lousy at cricket. Baseball and rounders I'm your man. Cycling count me in but running and swimming less good. I've never followed the football or the cricket leaving some to question my manhood. Well sometimes that nastiness can unexpectedly pay off!
Work colleagues arrange for us all to go round to a football party at the house of the biggest football fanatic I then knew. He was always taking the mick out of me, especially as I didn't drink much, and pints not at all. Nonetheless we all went. Most of the guests were blokes about 10 of us and a couple of wives or girlfriends who were clearly there to do the driving home!
We got there early. TBH I and a couple of others were there just to show willing and because in my case I liked the hosts wife's food, and she was lovely. Could never see what they had in common and my host clearly felt the same. In the 3 years I had known them he had shagged and pissed off at least 2 members of the team at work and was now secretly screwing the wife of of one of the guys present on an every other day basis, and the supervisor in accounts pretty regularly too. Never quite worked out his he managed to fit it all in lol!
Anyway after an hour most of the guys were well on the way to getting merry, the women were in the kitchen or out in the garden sorting drinks.
K was as polite and pleasant as usual making small talk. She looked a little tired and stressed TBH but as I didn't see her that often I couldn't be sure. As always she served up some amazing food and by the time she had finished and everyone had stuffed themselves there was about an hour, probably a bit less for everyone to drink a bit more and get ready for the game.
I was helping with the clearing up and K apologised for her husband taking the M out of me. Of course I told her not to worry. M's comments reflected more badly on him than they ever did on me.
'You do like women don't you?' She asked a little nervously. I laughed. 'Of course I do but all the good ones are taken' I flirted a little. She smiled. 'Usually by the wrong men' she said wistfully 'yes sometimes' I responded. There was a pause. 'And some men don't like the good ones, or treat them well'. I wasn't sure what to say so nodded. She looked directly at me. ' He's cheating on me isn't he?' A pause. She could sense my embarrassment and how awkward it was for me. 'You don't have to answer. I know. He says I'm boring' she laughed. 'Well he thinks I'm gay so ...' She cut in. 'I know you're not gay. ' another pause. She clearly needed me to say something. ' I bet you're not boring either' I replied. She was surprised and pleased by my response. I could almost see her thoughts and I was pleased that what I had said had made her smile.
She looked at me again moved closer and whispered 'he will be occupied for a couple of hours and won't miss either of us. Why dont we' she paused. Nervous. 'Why dont we show each other just how wrong Mick is about us both' I finished for her. She smiled warmly 'yes'.
She turned and beckoned me out of the kitchen towards the door to the integral garage that had been converted into a granny annexed. She unlocked it and quickly stepped inside my following close behind her. Once behind closed doors she quickly locked it again. Switching on the light I saw a small kitchen area, wet room, and sofa bed. Won't we be missed I asked. No Kerry replied. He won't miss you at all and I said I would probably have to go out at some stage. Won't he come in here I asked. No she said putting the key on the side by the bed, I have the only key.
We both paused. A little unsure of ourselves.
K looked at me. Dont you like me? I'm just nervous I replied. She smiled and walked around to the other side of the bed where she took off her watch, and then started to unbutton her top. She looked nervous too. Are you OK I asked. She looked at me. I've never been unfaithful but now, right now, I want to feel wanted, to be needed and used as a woman. And I dont want the person using me and touching me to be Mick. She lowered her eyes. I want you to use me, to do all the things to me that I won't let M do. I want to be naughty for you. She stammered stumbling over the words. I want you to use me like a slut. I've never said those words or done anything like this but I think you will be good for me...
Shall I help you undress I said. K nodded and as I moved around the bed she pulled out her blouse and opened the last of the buttons...
