Chapter 25

I shuddered after thinking I seen Aaron and just realized my nerves were probably shot.
Looking around the room I found Jen deep in conversation with Eric. She was laughing and lightly touching his arm, while he was looking at her intently with a smoldering passion in his eyes. They seemed to be hitting it off.
“Good for her,” I thought to myself.
She needs someone to make her happy; she’s such a bubbly nice outgoing girl. He seemed to be taken with her and responding to her advances. He put his arm around the back of her chair, lightly caressing her arm with his fingertips. I thought of Aaron and his light caresses across my skin, sending a desirous ache to my groin at the thought of him. My mind snapped back to where I was and pushed thoughts of Aaron aside as the dinner was brought out. It was a delicious array of vegetables with champagne chicken and garlic mashed potatoes. It looked wonderful.
As we ate, an easy conversation erupted around the table about sports, then the economy and back to sports. One of the older gentlemen told a funny story about his granddaughter. The evening was coming to an end when Janelle asked me if I wanted to go take a swim.
With a sheepish grin through gritted teeth, I admitted, “I forgot my swimsuit.”
“That’s ok,” she said with a smile, “come watch me swim.” So, I followed her into the ladies room where she changed, looking dressed to kill in a two-piece swimsuit that barely covered her body. Two triangles of fabric covered her nipples and a small portion of her breasts, while a string bikini made up the bottom.
We walked out of the ladies’ room and out towards the pool. I was admiring the décor of the place as we walked, wondering how they kept the floors so shiny with guests walking around. As we entered the gorgeous pool area, I noticed right away the trees and the flowers everywhere, making it a tropical experience. I saw him before Janelle did, her husband Bill was in the pool with some blond, and he had his arms wrapped around her. She certainly wasn’t his sister, the way he was kissing her. I grabbed Janelle’s arm, but I was too late. I was going to tell her to just turn around, but she had already seen him and had a seething look on her face as she raced forward to the edge of the pool yelling, “Bill, what do you think you’re doing?”
He looked up surprised. And seeing her. Immediately let go of the blond woman and started to swim towards Janelle.
“I was just swimming,” he muttered as he tried to clamor out.
“Bill don’t play games with me, I saw what you were doing with that slut,” she screamed at him. “You are a sorry excuse for a man,” she said as she grabbed my hand and we walked out of the pool area.
I glanced back and saw Bill standing in the water looking completely dumbfounded and unsure of what to do at that point. By the time we reached the ladies’ room tears were streaming down her face. I wiped them away with the back of my hand and hugged her tightly against me. We stood there in the doorway for what seemed like 10 minutes before she finally let go of me, straightened up, and walked into the rest room. She put her clothes back on and came out looking a little better. She washed the tears from her face and then turned to me “he is no longer my husband, I have a strict rule about staying faithful while we are married and he broke that along with my trust,” she stated. “Let’s go I need to get out of here. Come over to my house, have a bottle of wine with me, and let’s watch a girly movie together,” she said with a small laugh.
“Ok, let me just tell Jen because she gave me a ride here,” I said leaving the bathroom to head back to the ballroom., Janelle followed behind me as we entered the room, and I spotted Jen still seated at the table in deep conversation with Eric.
I walked up to Jen and Eric and as I cleared my throat, they both turned and looked at me as though I had interrupted the most important conversation in the world.
“I’m going to go home with Janelle, so you don’t have to worry about giving me a ride. She will give me a ride later,” I said with a smile and a wave.
“Ok, not a problem,” Jen said and returned to her conversation with Eric, as if I had not just interrupted them. I walked out to the doorway where Janelle was standing, and we left the country club. Standing outside the night air was getting chilly as we waited for the valet to pull up with her car. We stood in silence pondering the night’s events. I am not certain what I would have done if that been Aaron in the pool. I would have been devastated. Janelle seemed to have dismissed her pain quickly. The valet brought her car to us, and a handsome blond man got out of the car and handed Janelle her keys, looking at her intently with lust in his eyes. Men always looked at Janelle with lust in their eyes. Her sheer beauty commanded it.
We got into her car and drove over to her house. Janelle seemed in better spirits and managed some idle conversation during the ride over. We arrived at her house and parked on the side of the street. We got out and walked up to the front door. As we were standing by the door a police car drove by slowly. Janelle unlocked the door, and once inside, we removed our shoes, and she walked into the kitchen.
I followed behind her, wondering what her mood was going to be like. Walking into the kitchen and she chose a bottle of chilled wine from the fridge. A sweet white wine that we could slip on while we watched the movie. We sat on the couch and turned to look at one another, moving a little closer. I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her close to me and whispering, “I’m sorry,” in her ear.
She hugged me closer, and I could feel her body shaking as she silently cried.
“He’s not worth your tears,” I told her, “But I know it must hurt.”
She nodded her head in silent agreement buried her face against my shoulder. I pulled back and slowly wiped the tears from her cheeks. She looked at me and kissed me softly on the lips. I returned her affection and ran my fingers down her back lightly, tracing the soft curves. She was still wearing her beautiful dress, and I could feel her soft skin through the cutout V in the back of it. I kissed her harder, increasing my arousal. Her soft skin felt silky beneath my fingertips. She reached up and caressed my face, and she pushed me back slightly onto the couch, climbing onto me and straddling my hips as she kissed me deeper.
I pulled the bottom of her dress up higher and she jumped off me, swiftly sliding the dress over her head and tossing it across the coffee table that was in the middle of the living room. I stood up and removed my own dress, casually flinging it across to the coffee table next to hers. I stood there admiring her large breasts with their perfect tan nipples and areola. I stepped closer to her, glancing down her body to her crotch. She was wearing a mere triangle, pink in color, which was showing a dark, wet area, moistened by the warm slit beneath.
I grasped her beautiful breasts with my hands, rubbing my thumbs lightly over her hardening nubs. Bowing my head, I ran my tongue over her nipple, it felt like liquid fire in my mouth, hot and erotic. A moan escaped her lips as I teased and tantalized her hard pebble until her breath was coming in short pants and she was gripping my head between her hands. I moved to the other breast, slowly swirling my tongue around her areola lightly flicking across her nipple, sending sensations of pleasure throughout her body as I suckled and lightly ran my teeth along the edge until she was moaning and groaning with pleasure. I could feel my own panties rapidly becoming slick with moisture, as my juices were coating the insides of my thighs. I felt such arousal from pleasuring Janelle. I had never known the pleasures of a woman until recently, and now it was all I could think about whenever I would catch a glimpse of her. In my mind, I would be caressing her and pleasuring her in ways which I had once only dreamed about her soft, supple skin was like satin beneath my fingertips. I slid my hands down her abdomen, feeling her soft flesh, and onward to the mound of her womanhood, touching her lightly through the fabric of her panties.