The Empty Nest(closed)

Bill was somewhat shocked by the force Steve was using as he lashed the woman. When he’d played with Cars he felt like he was being too rough but this was next level and it made him feel uncomfortable to watch it.

“I don’t know.” He said, cautiously. “It seems a little over the top to me.”

When Steve wrapped his hand around the woman’s throat and began pounding into her Bill couldn’t help but feel a little excited. It was still far more aggressive then he could ever see himself being though.

“I’m sure it takes a different type of person to be into something like that.” He said, sure that Cara would find it off putting to be treated like that.

As Steve continued to fuck her Bill watched as the woman’s hands desperately tugged at the bindings on her wrists. The redness in her face deepened and it as clear the Steve was restricting the oxygen making it to her brain. Suddenly, her body began to violently shudder and her legs seemed to give out, leaving her hanging limp from her restraints.

“Jesus!” Bill said as he took Cara’s hand and led her out, sure she didn’t want to see any more of that.
 
As Bill grabbed her hand and led her out of there, she glanced back just once before they made their way out of the observation room and went back to their seats. Sitting down her hands were a little shaky. Bill was right, that was just a bit more forceful than she wanted to watch. Now, she began to wonder if having Steve join her at Master Jarrod’s was a good idea after all. Marsha joined them a little while later, taking Cara out of her own thoughts.

“Hey Marsha. How are you?”

Cara’s tone was friendly. She caught a look pass between Bill and her and briefly wondered at it. However, she patted the chair next to her, inviting Marsha to join them.

“We just came out of an observation room. It kind of shook me up to be honest with you.”

“Oh? What was going on?”

Marsha flagged down a waitress and ordered a drink.

“Steve was in there with some blonde.”

“Oh, that must have been Chelsea. That woman,” Marsha shook her head, “I like it a little rough, but she takes it to a whole another level. She can’t get off without a good amount of pain,” she shrugged, “She likes Steve and he does something for her. Better her than me for sure.”

Cara glanced over at Bill. She wondered what he was thinking. She and Marsha were quietly talking when Steve joined them. He came over and kissed Marsha on the cheek with a weak grin. Marsha grinned.

“How was she tonight?”

“Greedy.”

Steve threw himself into a chair next to his wife.
 
Bill could feel his heart start to race when Marsha made her way over to them then took a seat. Having her this close to Cara made him nervous even though he knew she wasn't going to say anything.

"Yeah that was something else." Bill said, still a little amazed by what he'd seen. He knew there were people that got off on pain but that exceeded anything he'd ever imagined.

His eyes continued to nervously move between Cara and Marsha as he tried to get ahold of his nerves and push the anxiety out of his mind. A few moments later Steve arrived and dropped down into a seat behind him. Bill found himself kind of shocked by how casual Steve was about the whole thing and he wondered what Cara thought of him after seeing that.

"So she...... likes that?" Bill asked after finding himself unable to it go.

"Oh, you saw that?" Steve said, as his cheeks grew just a shade redder. "yeah, she's a little on the extreme side. It takes some getting used to for sure."

"I'd be scared it might go too far." Bill said, shaking his head a little.

"It's one of those things you learn to feel your way through." Steve said with a shrug. "At first I was tentative but they kind of tell you what it is they need in various ways and you learn to pick up on it. I'd certainly never go that hard with Marsha or Cara."

Bill's eyes widened a little at his mention of Cara and he glanced over at her questioningly.
 
Cara had been softly talking to Marsha when she heard her name and glanced up. She caught Bill’s eyes on her and she arched a brow, looking questioningly at him.

“What?” She looked from Bill to Steve and back at Bill again, ‘I heard my name. What’s up?”

“Bill and I were talking about Chelsea. You know, the blonde I was just with.”

“Oh her.”

Cara nodded. “From what I understand, there’s always a safe word involved, right, Marsha?”

Marsha nodded and took a sip of her drink.

“Right. That’s so things don’t go too far and if it does, the offender gets thrown out and reported. Impulse doesn’t put up with crap like that. Stop means stop. Period. So what are you kids up to tonight? No, Master Jarrod?”

Marsha looked at Cara with a grin. Cara shook her head.

“No, not tonight. I am thinking about asking for another session though. He’s very good at what he does.”

“Yeah, he is. I wish it were my thing, but it’s not so, oh well.”

“You tried it once?”

Marsha nodded, “I did. The ropes just never felt comfortable or sexy to me.”

“Oh, that’s too bad. I think they’re extremely sexy.”

“Sounds like Bill needs to install some pulleys in your bedroom,” Marsha teased.
 
Bill had obviously heard of safe words but his fear of doing something like that was that his partner wouldn’t have time to say it before he was able to use it. It looked like it would be especially risky when someone was being choked like Bill was doing. That seemed like something you’d definitely have to work your way up to.

The good news for Bill was that the conversation was staying away from risky areas where Marsha might inadvertently expose what they’d done. Even though Cara had just been fucked by several men it was in accordance with the rules they laid out so he was still very much at risk.

“Would you like me to call Master Jarrod again?” Bill asked. He’d enjoyed doing that with Cara and he could definitely like to get good enough at it to be able to do that at home. As it was, he felt like he needed a little more instruction before they got too crazy with it.

When Bill and Cara finished their drinks they excused themselves and wished Steve and Marsha a good night. As they made their way towards the door Bill felt more and more at ease that if his secret survived the evening it was likely to never come out.
 
“Would you like me to call Master Jarrod again?”

“Um. No, thank you. I can do it.”

That was the end of that conversation. Thankfully. She and Bill finished their drinks, excused themselves and left the club. After they got into the car and were on their way home, she turned to Bill.

“Bill, have you ever given thought to what we kind of talked about tonight? You know, safe words and such? I mean, I can’t imagine what we’d need them for, but they sound like a good idea even if we are only dabbling at the moment.”
 
Bill hadn’t even considered needing to use safe words. Even when they were just playing with the crop he found himself so tentative that even the slightest hint of displeasure from Cara would have made him stop. He could see it being necessary with the type of play that Steve was doing tonight but he couldn’t imagine Cara wanting things that rough. Her question definitely made him wonder just how much more she’d be into though.

“I haven’t really.” He started out thoughtfully, trying to choose his words carefully. “Honestly if I heard you say stop or no I wouldn’t hesitate to do just what you asked.”

Bill was quiet for another moment as he continued to think about what he’d just said and the implications.

“I mean, would there ever be an instance where you said stop and you didn’t really mean it?” He continued as his thoughts continued to form.

The whole thing seemed like a delicate balancing act when it came to rough play like that and he could see someone saying no when they didn’t mean it but he’d always considered that no meant no. The whole concept of consensual non-consent mystified him quite honestly.

“Do you have one in mind? Like just in case?” He finally asked.
 
“I mean, would there ever be an instance where you said stop and you didn’t really mean it?”

Cara thought about that.

“I’d like to think that I would never say no and not mean it, but I guess, it depends. Like….”

Cara was searching her mind for a good example.

“Like you know, when you’re giving me oral sex and you just want to wring out that last orgasm you know is in me to give you? And I’m begging you to stop or I say no more, but you know deep down that I don’t mean really mean for you to stop?.... I don’t know, maybe that’s not a good example, but it’s the only one I can come up with at the moment.”

They were quiet for a bit. The stillness between them just hung there before Bill spoke again.

“Do you have one in mind? Like just in case?”

“Well…. no. I’ve never thought about it until tonight after watching Steve with that woman, not that I, that we, would need one. You have always taken no for no, but I guess it’s always possible to need one. We just don’t know and it wouldn’t hurt to have it. Maybe we can think on it for a few days and see what we come up with. Something we both can easily remember though.”
 
Bill fell quiet for a minute as they both fell silent. “Sushi” he said out of nowhere. It was just a word that jumped out to him because it reminded him of the first night he arranged the experience with Master Jarrod for her. There hadn’t been much notable about their first visit to Impulse that stood out so it seemed like something that would work that wouldn’t likely ever come up for any other reason.

They finally arrived home and walked into a darkened house since they’d left so early they didn’t need lights on. It was odd that the night started out with them doing something so wild but it was almost overshadowed by what they’d witnessed in the observation room with Steve. He knew there likely wasn’t much of a chance Cara had anything left in her for the evening so eventually they made their way to bed and feel asleep quickly.

The next morning Bill woke and made his way to his office. Checking his phone he saw a message from Marsha that came in during the wee hours of the night.

“Was good seeing you tonight. Looking forward to seeing you again! 😘

Bill quickly sent a reply expressing interest in seeing her again soon as well before deleting the conversation and moving to the kitchen to make some coffee.
 
“Sushi.”

Cara blinked. Bill threw out the word into the silence. Okay. The more she thought about it, the more the word grew on her. It was unique, that’s for sure. So, “sushi” it was. Just in case.

By the time Bill pulled up into the driveway, she was yawning. They got into the house and she apologized to Bill, but she was exhausted and going to bed. She didn’t even hear him come to bed.

The next morning, Cara rolled over to find the bed empty. She must have slept pretty deeply not to have felt him getting up. With a stretch, she sat up and got out of bed. A quick shower to wake up, fresh clothes to start her day in and she went downstairs to get a cup of coffee.


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Steve met her at Master Jarrod’s.

“Heya Cara. I was surprised to get a phone call from you. Why so mysterious? And why are we here?”

Steve put a hand at the small of her back as they walked up the sidewalk to Master Jarrod’s. She stopped them just short of the front door.

“Uh, Steve? I asked you to join us today because, well….” she hesitated momentarily, “because I want you and Master Jarrod to fuck me after I get into the ropes. Do you have a problem with that?” She asked him curiously as she watched the expressions race across his face.

“Are you kidding me?” He asked incredulously, “I’ve been wanting to fuck you since that time at Impulse when Master Jarrod tied you up.”

“I wasn’t sure how you would feel about Master Jarrod joining in.”

Steve shrugged.

“Doesn’t bother me if it doesn’t him.”

“He and I have already spoken about that. He doesn’t mind at all.”

They walked up to the door and knocked. It didn’t take long for Jarrod to answer the door with a smile on his face.

“Cara. Steve. Welcome. Come on in and we’ll head back to my studio.”

Cara and Steve stepped inside Jarrod’s home and he closed the door behind him, leading them to his studio. As soon as they entered, Cara headed off to the dressing room, leaving the two men behind to talk as Master Jarrod got the ropes ready. As he got the ropes into the pulleys, Jarrod was talking to Steve, giving him the first option. Mouth or pussy.

“Are you kidding me?” Steve laughed a little, “I’ve been wanting to fuck her pussy since I watched you tie her up that first time. That looked hot.”

The door to dressing room opened and Cara stepped out in just a dressing gown.
 
Steve really didn’t know what Cara had in mind when she asked him to meet her but he didn’t really question it. Truth be told he was anxious to spend any time with her that the could but, given how their interactions had been the past few weeks, he suspected it wasn’t all that innocent. Agreeing to meet her was a technical violation of he and Marsha’s agreement but it was hardly the first time he’d done it and he witnessed first hand Marsha violating it with Bill. He tried to tell himself this wasn’t about payback but if he was honest with himself he’d have to admit it was a good portion of the reason he was so excited.

Hearing what she had in mind Steve couldn’t help but feel even more excited than before. Though he relished the opportunity to have Cara again, the fact that it would be both he and Jarrod ravaging Bill’s wife made it that much sweeter and Steve was going to make sure that by the end of the day she’d know she got fucked and fucked well.

Master Jarrod had always done his best to display a level of professionalism that made his clients feel like the experience was all about them and that he was just another tool of the trade to deliver them the pleasure they desired. Today however, he was having difficulty hiding his enthusiasm. After their last session he’d been looking forward to seeing her again and the fact that it would be two of them taking her just made it that much more erotic to him.

Jarrod and Steve stood dumbstruck as Cara stepped out in her sheer dressing gown. Her exquisite features plainly visible through the fabric as she stepped forward and swallowed hard to clear the lump from his throat.

Jarrod held out his hand, beckoning Cara as she began to move towards them. As she took his hand Jarrod turned her toward Steve then began gathering the delicate fabric of her gown at her waist, slowly revealing her legs. As the fabric cleared her waist Cara lifted her arms allowing Jarrod do fully remove the gown as Steve lowered to his knees in front of her and lightly dragged his fingers along the length of her folds as his hot breath washed over them.

“Mmmm, this is going to be good.” Steve said with a grin before snaking is tongue from between his lips then parting her with it.

“Patience.” Jarrod said turning her away from Steve,who let out a frustrated groan, then leading her to the table. “Plenty of time for that later.”

As Jarrod got to work binding Cara Steve watched for a few moments before his attention waned. It was erotic to watch but at the same time, he couldn’t really be helpful so he began to wander and look over the other things in the studio. Making his was to a wall lined with various accessories he began retrieving things he felt he might need.

The abrupt sound of the magic wand starting up drew Jarrod and Cara’s attention and Jarrod grinned.

“Sorry, just checking the batteries.” Steve said, embarrassed and feeling a little like a kid in a candy store. He then moved on to pick up some nipple clips and a medium size plug. Feeling like that should do it he returned to find Jarrod almost done tying her lower half.

While Jarrod tightly wound the ropes around Cara’s thighs he was far more liberal with his contact than he had been the previous session. Adjusting the ropes that passed down the crease of her thighs and framed her pussy beautifully he dipped is fingers inside her feeling just my how wet she already was.

“You’re been looking forward to this haven’t you?” He asked as his fingers stroked into her a few times before returning to the task at hand.

With Cara’s ankle bound to her thigh and her legs spread wide Jarrod move around behind her to begin work on her arms and upper body. Unencumbered by Jarrod Steve moved in front of Cara’s outstretched legs and lowered himself once again to his knees.

“Now where was I?” He said before parting her again with his tongue.
 
The sound of the vibrating wand caused Cara’s shoulders to shake with silent laughter and she rolled her eyes, a gesture that wasn’t lost on Jarrod. In response he grinned back at her.

“You’ve been looking forward to this haven’t you?”

She could feel his fingers winding the rope and then felt them dip inside of her, causing her to become wetter and her interior muscles to ripple along them.

“Yes, I have actually.”

Once Jarrod moved to bind her arms and upper body, she felt Steve move between her legs again.

“Now where was I?”

His tongue slipped inside her, causing her moan in appreciation. As his tongue plunged inside of her over and over, her clit swelled and throbbed. In the meantime, Jarrod had finished tying her arms and upper back. He had also stepped out of his clothing to present Cara with the sight of his bobbing, hardened cock to her face. He pressed the head to her lips. Obediently, Cara opened her lips so he could slip inside her mouth, groaning in pleasure as his cock slid along her tongue. His fingers wove in her hair to hold her steady as he began to gently fuck her mouth.

Steve’s fingers spread her pussy lips so his mouth could transfer to her clit. He drew it into his mouth and rubbed against it with his tongue. Cara made muffled sounds from her throat.
 
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Seeing Cara bound on the table as she was brought back the same urge Steve had experienced that first night at Impulse. There was just something he couldn't resist about having complete control and, with the exception of Jarrod, that's where he found himself now.

Standing up from between her legs he plucked the plug from the table beside her then wet it in her building wetness. His heart raced with anticipation as he pressed it firmly against her puckered hole then saw it slowly sink into her causing her to moan loudly around Jarrod's cock. Fully inserted, only the jeweled end protruded from her as he reached for the clips then tightened them around her nipples as the cold gossamer chain rested just below her breasts. "I'll let you hang onto this." he said to Jarrod, handing him the chain that connected to both clips.

Jarrod gave the chain a gentle tug as he accepted the chain then maintained steady pressure as he continued to work his cock deep into her mouth.

"Now we're going to see how Bill likes it when I fuck his wife without permission." Steve said as he guided his cock into Cara then slowly pressed his length into her. The plug pressing in against him provided and exquisite sensation as Steve gripped Cara's bound thighs and began to thrust into her. The impact of his thrusts caused the weight of her beasts to shift, enhancing the sensation provided by the clips that Jarrod was controlling.
 
Cara felt the butt plug’s cold metal press against her ass ring and groaned around Jarrod’s cock. There was a relentless pressure as Steve continued to push it inside of her. She felt her ass give way until it came to the inner tight ring. Steve met with resistance but continued to press forward until it gave way as well. She and Bill had never indulged in anal sex so this was a first for having something stuffed up her ass.

Cara was sucking on Jarrod’s cock like it was a candy straw. Steve had more in mind for her. He clamped her nipples, making her yelp around Jarrod’s stiffened hardness sliding in and out of her throat. The initial pain eased into a burning sensation. He handed off the chain that connected the clamps to Jarrod, who gave it an experimental tug. Cara gave him a heated look.

"Now we're going to see how Bill likes it when I fuck his wife without permission."

She was going to have to set Steve straight on that matter when she got the chance. In the meantime, his cock was gliding into her wet pussy. The feeling was incredible. With the plug in her ass, the fit with Steve’s cock was tight. Really tight. Once again, she moaned. This time in exquisite pleasure. All three of her holes were filled and she was helpless to do anything except moan deep in her throat, signaling her pleasure.
 
Cara's moans around Jarrod's cock sent an exquisite vibration through his loins as he rocked his hips, pumping deep into her mouth. The occasional light tug on the chain seemed to spur her on so he incorporated them into the erotic dance the three of them were in.

Jarrod's hand was stroking through Cara's hair when a loud hum caught his attention. Looking up, Jarrod watched as Steve guided the magic wand he just switched on down onto Cara's clit causing another loud moan to vibrate through him.

Steve started the vibrations out light against Cara's clit providing an additional jolt to enhance the sensations he was already giving her. His steady rhythm continued as her muscles started to contract around him causing her to tighten even more as contracted. "God, that's so good." he said as he lifted the wand for a moment giving her a small respite before he reapplied it with slightly more force, paying keen attention to the way her body was responding to make sure it wasn't too much.

A groan from Jarrod signaled the arrival of his climax and his body shook as he gripped Cara's hair holding himself deep in her mouth as the first jets of cum splashed against the back of her throat.
 
From the way Jarrod had bound her, Cara could hardly move but her body found a way to when Steve applied the vibrating wand to her clit.

It felt so bloody good.

Since her mouth was full of Jarrod’s rigid cock, she could only think it, instead of being able to say something outright. She found herself sucking harder on his cock. Her pussy was spasming around Steve’s cock, rippling along the length of him, sucking him in as deep as she could get. Her clit was throbbing. Her pussy was throbbing and Jarrod, she could tell, was about to gift her throat with his cum and sure enough, with his fingers threaded in her hair, she could feel his cum making its way up to the head where she felt it start to coat the back of her throat as she swallowed and kept swallowing.
 
Jarrod withdrew from Cara's mouth causing her throaty moans to echo more loudly through his studio as Steve continued his torturous assault.

Landing the head of the wand directly on Cara's clit then applying an even pressure Steve watched as her body started to shake violently and Cara cried out. Her muscles tightening around him and the vibrations that made their way to him sent him over the precipice and he moaned loudly as his own body shook with an intensity he hadn't expected. Slamming deep into her one last time the tension within him released in a torrent as his cock pulsated and released it's payload into her depths.

Switching off the wand, Steve set it on the table beside them then traced circles over Cara's swollen clit intensifying the aftershocks and causing her body to spasm randomly as he softened inside her then eventually withdrew.

As Steve took a step back from her Jarrod stepped closer to the table where Cara lay gasping then slightly brushed his fingers over her damp skin. Working from her neck down across her constricted breasts then to her stomach his soft touch traced random paths across her meant to deliver a delicious tingling sensation to bring her down slowly.
 
If Cara could have arched her body, she would have. The wand Steve applied to her clit drove her out of her mind. Her orgasm slammed into her like nothing she had ever experienced before. She could feel Steve’s cum coat the inside of her pussy. When he removed the torturous instrument from her body, she sighed but her body still felt like a tight wire. A small whimper left her lips and then Jarrod stepped up. His fingers brushed over her ultra-sensitive skin lightly. She could feel his fingertips brush against her skin and she sighed. This was exactly what she needed, help to come down from the electrifying experience. She could well understand how Jarrod got the title of “Master”. The man knew exactly what he was doing.
 
Jarrod gave Cara some time to come down before finally start to work to untie her. He worked slowly and methodically loosening the knots then massaging her to stimulate the circulation in those areas as he worked. As Jarrod worked to untie Cara's upper torso Steve removed the nipple clamps then gripped the plug, slowly removed it from her causing Cara to grip the edge of the table and moan a little as he did. "Sorry, probably should have done that earlier." he said with a sheepish grin.

Moving over to the display Steve found Jarrod's cleaning materials and took the time to clean the things he'd used while Jarrod moved to her lower body and unbinding the rest of her. "I hope this was what you had in mind." he said as he finally finished removing the ropes then helped her off the table making sure her legs were stable enough to support her.
 
Cara stretched her legs and sat on the edge of the table before Jarrod helped her off of it. She leaned over to give him a hug and whisper in his ear.

“Yes and no. I think I like our sessions to be just you and I unless Bill ever wants to tag along. That is, of course, if you wish to continue. Actually, I’ve been wondering about sub space. I’ve been reading up on it and I’d like to attempt to find it.”

She glanced over her shoulder to see Steve cleaning the things he had borrowed from Jarrod. Steve was a good guy but Cara was beginning to think there might be a problem between him and Bill. She wasn’t sure why, but she’d get to the bottom of it. She stepped back from Steve and drew on the robe she had worn out into the studio.

"Hey Steve, when you're finished with that, can we have a little chat?"
 
"We can explore whatever you'd like with whomever you'd like." Jarrod said as he loosened his grip around her waist then looked into her eyes. "I enjoy working with you more than you can ever know so whatever you'd like, just let me know."

Steve had just finished up cleaning everything when he looked over at Cara and nodded. "Sure thing." he said, wondering if what he'd uttered in the heat of the moment was what she wanted to talk about. He had a feeling that Cara was just as much in the dark about it as he would have been had he not been there. In retrospect, he knew that was a mistake and he never meant for it to come out like that.

After thanking Jarrod for his hospitality Steve led Cara outside then leaned against his car when they reached it. "What's up?" he asked with his arms folded across his chest.
 
“Listen, back there? During the session? You said something I didn’t care for. I don’t know what’s stuck in your craw but while Bill doesn’t know about the sex with Jarrod or you, he made it clear that I can do whatever I want with my pussy so long as I remember who it belongs to. I’m not about to forget that, “ she stood there facing Steve and stared at him, folding her own arms across her chest, “ you want to tell me what that was all about? If you have a beef with Bill, that’s with Bill. You don’t bring it into anything you do with me. Are we clear on that?”

Cara was a true red head and the things that were said about them were true. At least with her. She had a temper that matched no other, even if it was slow to burn and while it didn’t seem like an attack to her, she didn’t care for the resentment she could feel coming off of Steve just as he fucked her. Something was going on under the surface and she wanted to know what it was.
 
Steve stood stunned as Cara unloaded on him and she had every right to do it. What he said was stupid and he knew it but all he could do now was try to contain the damage. The thought of telling her what he’d seen crossed his mind but it also occurred to him that when that door creaked open, there was not telling what else might come out and he didn’t want to deal with the fallout of that.

“Look, I’m sorry. Sometimes these relationships are complicated.” He started out, trying to come up with as plausible an explanation for what he said as he could without disclosing much. “I guess I still deal with some jealousy when it comes to Marsha and seeing her sucking his dick still bothers me sometimes. I know that it shouldn’t but it does a little and that just crept out there.”

Steve looked up from the ground into Cara’s eyes to see how she was reacting before continuing. “There’s no beef. I swear. Why don’t you two come over for dinner on Friday and let me prove it to you. I want us to be all good and I’d hate for something stupid I said to get in the way. ok?” He said as he reached out to take her hand and squeezed it gently.
 
Her expression lightened up as she listened to Steve. Something was still nagging her at the back of her brain but she returned the squeeze to his hand.

“Let me talk to Bill and I’ll get back to you, okay?”

She never tried to make plans where Bill was concerned until she talked to him first. She said her good-bye to Steve and got into her car, driving away to head home. She wasn’t at all sure of how she felt about getting together with Marsha and Steve for dinner. The very fact that she had been hiding having sex with Jarrod as well as Steve without telling Bill was troubling her. She was debating coming clean with Bill, she just had to find the right time and she certainly didn’t want to do it in front of Steve and Marsha.

When she got home, she let herself into the house and looked at the time. Bill should be home any minute now. Dropping her bag in its usual place, Cara headed into the kitchen to start supper and pour herself a glass of wine. Her mind turned to Jarrod and what he had said to her. Cara wasn’t sure if that made her feel uneasy and if she should end the sessions with him or not. She certainly didn’t want Bill to feel threatened or anything. He was and always would be, the love of her life.

As she stirred the spaghetti sauce, Cara wondered if they should have trod down this path they were on. It felt like opening a can of temptations that might have been better left unopened. Still, it was far too late for that. Now, they just needed to navigate it. In a way, it had brought them closer by sharing experiences together they had never considered exploring before.

Jarrod had made her feel things she had never felt before. Perhaps, that, in and of itself, was dangerous and she wondered if Bill could give her the same things. Could she simply walk away from Jarrod? Thinking about not only how he made her feel physically, but also how he made her feel emotionally, walking away was hard to think about. It wasn’t that Bill couldn’t give her those things, it seemed to be her inability to tell him what she needed. On the other hand, she didn’t have to tell Jarrod those things, he just seemed to know so why didn’t Bill? She had just come to the conclusion that she and Bill needed to have another talk together when she heard a key turn in the lock of the front door. Cara reached for another wine glass and started to pour wine into it. Later, she thought. We’ll make time to talk later, she promised herself as she waited for her husband to come in.
 
Since their last night at Impulse Bill had managed to largely cleanse the guilt he'd felt about what had happened with Masha. Between the stream of men that Cara had entertained she'd also let Steve fuck her that first night without ever consulting him about it. Sure they'd later made a pact but to him, it felt like all the justification he needed to ease his mind. He was under no delusions that, if it ever did get out, there'd be hell to pay but at the very least it soothed his own mind.

"Hey there sexy." he said as he made his way into the kitchen and found Cara in front of the stove. "Got something tasty for me?" Bill's hand caressed her ass as he leaned in and kissed the cheek she offered him. "I'm going to get changed before dinner. Back in a minute."

Bill made his way back to the bedroom and changed out of his suit and into some shorts and a tee before returning to the kitchen to find Cara plating their food. "That smells great!" he said, taking his plate and walking with her to the dining room table. "How was your day? Do anything fun?"
 
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