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She can hear Harvey behind her, and she goes to the sofa. The towel that was just wrapped around her is still in his hands.

“Our little secret huh?” Lauren asks.

“That’s right,” Harvey says, and he pulls her toward him, kissing her again. She looks at his swimsuit between kisses, past where his robe was just a moment ago, and she sees that very little is now left to the imagination. As he pushes her down to her knees, suggesting with a great obviousness what he now wants, she pulls on his trunks, and reveals what is the biggest cock she has seen on a man. She doubts her ability to take it, but she knows that she is definitely going to try.

She just manages to get his swim trunks below his cock. His balls are huge too, and she really wants to suck on them. She pulls herself away from his hands so that her shoulders are now free, slipping his trunks all the way off now. She takes his cock in both her hands, and takes his head into her mouth. She starts to suck on it, slowly, with all the enthusiasm she can muster. Then she gets a few inches of him into her mouth, and sucks on the little bit of his shaft she can manage.

He lifts her off her knees now, seeming to be unable to hold himself back much longer. He really loves the feeling of her mouth on him, but he wants to be inside her more than anything else right now. Harvey pushes her down on the sofa now, and gets on top of her. She tries to feel for moisture between her legs, but she is too nervous to feel anything. He parts her legs with his frame, and tries to find her entrance with his thickness.

Finding it, he starts to nudge into her. He struggles to get into her, but as determined as she is, he tries again. He slips his head into her at last, and pauses. She tenses slightly, but then takes a deep breath and tries to relax. She can’t, and even though he is making real inroads into her now, she is really struggling. Still Harvey pushes on, and settles half of his cock inside her before pausing again. He looks down at her, and she has her eyes on him. He mouths ‘our secret’ and then sends himself the rest of the way into her.

He starts to thrust slowly, and then really drives himself into her with an energy that he has not felt in a long time. There is just something about fucking a younger woman that makes a man want to do things, things that he would otherwise not think himself capable of. When he feels her legs begin to tremble he pulls out. She looks up at him with dazed eyes, and moans, “Oh, please…” Gently, now, he pulls her hair from her face, and looks into her eyes deeply. “You are so beautiful,” he whispers. He pulls at her earlobe with his teeth, and whispers in her ear. “I want to fuck you all day long.” He kisses her neck, her breasts, stopping to nibble on her nipples. His hands caress her body, cherishing every nook and crevice. Soft lips kiss her ribs, her stomach and she feels his warm breath on her vagina. She is writhing now, begging. “Fuck me, baby,” she moans. He moves to her thighs, and places feather kisses on them. She can feel the stubble on his face scratching lightly. Then his tongue reaches the hood of her slit, and he is tickling her clit; sending unbearable vibrations throughout her body. She grabs the fabric on the couch, thrusting her body into him. His expert tongue flicks and licks until her body bucks convulsively, and she screams her orgasm.

Raising himself back into her he makes love to her slowly at first, then harder, through two orgasms before he has his first. Then he just lies there on top of her, bracing his weight with his arms, and breathes into her neck. When he finally pulls himself from her, she is a little embarrassed. Harvey is also a little embarrassed, but they both know that there is no way in hell that they will say anything about what just happened to anybody!

Chapter Seven

“Did you have a good day at home?” Lisa asks, reaching up to kiss him, when she returns from her day. It is just after 6:00 PM.

“It was uneventful, just the way I like it,” Harvey lies, looking his wife directly in her eyes.

Harvey never thought of himself a good liar. He never thought of himself as any sort of liar, not having had to lie until just now. He tries, of course, to convince himself that omission of information isn’t the same thing as a lie, but he knows better.

“I hope the staff weren’t too much of a nag,” Lisa asks, almost as though she knows that they weren’t.

“No, so you don’t have any heads to crack. I hardly saw any of them actually. They really seem to have mastered the art of fading into the background and just getting things done. I like that!” Harvey says, rather dismissively. Then Harvey watches Lisa get a late dinner ready for them. She has insisted on being the one to cook for her husband when he’s in town.

During dinner, Harvey is remarkably calm. He doesn’t skip a beat, and he is his usually charming self. He thinks of Lauren a lot as he eats, though, and he wonders if she is thinking of him. Lisa distracts him from his thoughts often, with updates on the which he appreciates.

All evening Harvey is preoccupied, but Lisa doesn’t seem to notice. She chatters happily about the lunch and the visit she had with her friend, their shopping and the gossip her hair stylist had to offer. Harvey pretends to listen for a while, then begs off to get some work done, and Lisa retires to the family room to read.

Harvey needs to process what happened with Lauren earlier, and he needs to prepare himself for seeing her in the office tomorrow. He is also playing with the idea of getting Lauren and Lisa together, and he starts to think about how he is going to approach the subject with his new wife.

He goes into the pool house, and just lingers there. The air still smells of Lauren, still smells of him. It is a beautifully alluring smell, and he tries to place Lisa’s scent in the space as well. It is difficult, even though he has just smelled her seated next to him at their dining room table. What Harvey knows for sure is that he must get them together in the same space, in order for him to fulfill a fantasy that he has entertained, albeit secretly, since meeting Lauren. He starts to play with possible scenarios as to how this might play out.

He imagines himself introducing Lauren to Lisa, them hitting it off, and offering him what he so desperately wants to ask them. He hopes that Lisa has also been harboring a lesbian fantasy, involving a redhead, but somehow he doubts this. Lisa has been such a straight-talking woman, a woman of simple needs, simple tastes, and limited sexual experiences. After all, she’s been married most of her adult life! Still, he can dream. He can hope, and what he hopes now in his head is that his wife is a secret, part-time lesbian.

Another scenario, even less likely than the first, is that Lisa will be as attracted to Lauren upon meeting her as he was, and that she will initiate the whole thing. He hopes that she will speak to Lauren privately, and then come to him with the suggestion. He will act surprised, of course, but then he will let her believe that he is entertaining the possibility. He will play it so that it looks like she is getting from him the ultimate gift, even though it is in fact he who is receiving it. Harvey knows that this is the least likely of scenarios!

He plays with a few more possible scenarios, some more likely than others, and he eventually settles on the fact that he will need to actually ask her, outright. He thinks of possible responses from her, and none of them are pleasant. But he knows he is going to ask her anyway.

Harvey slips into bed about an hour after Lisa has retired, and he finds her fast asleep. As he looks at her, he imagines how she will respond to what he is definite, now, about asking her. Never has he questioned himself so, despite his certainty about the fact that he is going to table the request. Lisa has always been pretty open-minded to what he has asked her to do for him, coming up with some sexy suggestions of her own.

This request might be crossing quite a few lines though, but he is sure that, if nothing else, Lisa might just laugh it off and then he will try his best to put the idea to bed!

Chapter Eight

Lisa is busy with volunteer work, organizing a fund-raiser for a women’s shelter, over the next few days, and she doesn’t seem to mind that Harvey seems to spend more and more time working from home. He seldom explains himself to anybody, and she is not about to harass her husband about his movements. She is not that kind of wife.

Harvey takes every opportunity when Lisa is out to bed his young redheaded employee. She is always waiting, wet, and willing. They enjoy each other more the more they meet, and as the week comes to a close, she gets the distinct feeling that Harvey wants to ask her something but just isn’t sure how to ask.

He has been playing with the idea of his fantasy long enough now, and he needs to get it out of his head!

Lisa also experiences Harvey’s distraction, as though he wants to ask her something that he is unable to articulate. She experiences this before sex, after sex, after he has had a shower, and even when she gives him his coffee in the morning. She doesn’t push him, knowing that when he is ready to ask her what is on his mind, he will. It does bother her a little bit though, and not just for his sake.

She is concerned, because she has noticed that Harvey has been preoccupied lately, and her instincts, that part of every woman that just knows these things, tell her that this has something to do with Lauren. She hasn’t seen anything firsthand, which makes it easy for her to dismiss it. But really, she knows.

She does wonder if Lauren is returning the attention she is probably getting from her husband. Who wouldn’t be? He’s a billionaire for Christ sake. And a very attractive one at that! She knows that she would be unable to resist him. Why wouldn’t Lauren? And her heart aches at the thought.

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