Whatever Monday
It seemed like Emily and her best friend Sexy Sandra had texted back and fourth a million times over the weekend and now he got a cryptic text from Em asking him to come home later than usual. Jake knew they were up to something but he had no idea what that something could be. The last time they had communicated non-stop like that was about a year ago when Emily suddenly said they were taking a girls weekend to Vegas and left. Not that Jake had minded, the girls weekend happened to be the same weekend as the Super Bowl. He and a bunch of his single friends got together and they had a wonderful football (and stripper) filled weekend. He had no idea what Em had been up to, aside from the occasional check in texts. What happens in Vegas as they say. Either way they both had a fantastic weekends and honestly their marriage was probably better for the time apart. He trusted Em with all his heart but he had to wonder what he was going to go home tonight. It was almost 8 when he pulled into the driveway, it had to be late enough.
There weren't any lights on downstairs in the house, but two of the upstairs bedrooms had lights on, that was strange, Em never left extra lights on. Jake shrugged and let himself in. "Hey Em!" He called up the stairs. "Are you home, hon?"
"Oh she's home..." came a soft voice from the living room. Jake jumped when he heard the sound of high heels on the hardwood walking toward him. Jake turned on the light and looked to the living room. Sandra was standing in the door way wearing next to nothing and six inch stripper heels. "Come sit with me for a while, Jake. Em will be down in a minute." Jake looked up the stairs, "Uh..Emily, you didn't mention that Sandra was going to be here..." Emily appeared at the top of the stairs wrapped in a towel, her hair was still tousled and wet. "Go sit with her Jake, I'll be down in a minute." Sandra was next to him now, "I'll take care of him, honey." she called up to Emily taking Jake's arm. "Thanks, Sandra." Emily called down. "Jake, you should do what she says. It'll be fun, I promise." Sandra let out a small giggle and lead him to the living room. Where she made herself comfortable on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. Jake sat down and eyed her "What exactly is going on here?" he asked. Sandra leaned towards him smiling and looking at him like he was a piece of meat. "Emily and I have been talking about your Wednesdays." she answered "Over the weekend she asked me if I would be willing to help her get some revenge." She ran her hand down his arm, "How could I say no to my best friend?" "Revenge?" Jake replied with a wry smile "And just how do you plan on doing that?"
"Well for starters, you can take off those clothes my love." Emily seemed to have magically appeared in the room and was standing in front of him on the couch. Like Sandra she was wearing next to nothing. When Jake didn't move Emily and Sandra exchanged a look and before Jake had time to react Emily bent down and grabbed one side of his shirt while Sandra grabbed the other. Together they ripped the shirt open. "Hey!" Jake said. Both women stroked his now bare chest and belly. "That's better, isn't it, Sandra?" Emily asked. "I think so." Sandra replied as they each tweaked one of his nipples making him moan and try to pull away. A quick glance at his lap told Emily that he was enjoying this....
To be continued....
There weren't any lights on downstairs in the house, but two of the upstairs bedrooms had lights on, that was strange, Em never left extra lights on. Jake shrugged and let himself in. "Hey Em!" He called up the stairs. "Are you home, hon?"
"Oh she's home..." came a soft voice from the living room. Jake jumped when he heard the sound of high heels on the hardwood walking toward him. Jake turned on the light and looked to the living room. Sandra was standing in the door way wearing next to nothing and six inch stripper heels. "Come sit with me for a while, Jake. Em will be down in a minute." Jake looked up the stairs, "Uh..Emily, you didn't mention that Sandra was going to be here..." Emily appeared at the top of the stairs wrapped in a towel, her hair was still tousled and wet. "Go sit with her Jake, I'll be down in a minute." Sandra was next to him now, "I'll take care of him, honey." she called up to Emily taking Jake's arm. "Thanks, Sandra." Emily called down. "Jake, you should do what she says. It'll be fun, I promise." Sandra let out a small giggle and lead him to the living room. Where she made herself comfortable on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. Jake sat down and eyed her "What exactly is going on here?" he asked. Sandra leaned towards him smiling and looking at him like he was a piece of meat. "Emily and I have been talking about your Wednesdays." she answered "Over the weekend she asked me if I would be willing to help her get some revenge." She ran her hand down his arm, "How could I say no to my best friend?" "Revenge?" Jake replied with a wry smile "And just how do you plan on doing that?"
"Well for starters, you can take off those clothes my love." Emily seemed to have magically appeared in the room and was standing in front of him on the couch. Like Sandra she was wearing next to nothing. When Jake didn't move Emily and Sandra exchanged a look and before Jake had time to react Emily bent down and grabbed one side of his shirt while Sandra grabbed the other. Together they ripped the shirt open. "Hey!" Jake said. Both women stroked his now bare chest and belly. "That's better, isn't it, Sandra?" Emily asked. "I think so." Sandra replied as they each tweaked one of his nipples making him moan and try to pull away. A quick glance at his lap told Emily that he was enjoying this....
To be continued....
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