A Question Of Size: Stacey's Story (The Right Fit Series Book 1) (10 page)

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“Yeah, I suppose you’re right,” his response was barely a whisper.

I moved over to him and sat on his lap, slinging my arms about his neck. I began to nibble his earlobe. I knew he loved it and had never been able to deny me anything when I was sucking on his ear. I felt his arousal under my bare arse and rocked against it. He moaned into my neck. I got up from his lap and stood in front of him with my hand on my hips. I gave him a good long stare which told him I wasn’t kidding around.

“I’m going to ask you for the last time, Jeff. What’s wrong with you tonight? What made tonight different from all the other nights when we’ve done this?”

He was hesitant. Jeff gazed at me, his face looked sad; weary almost. He lowered his eyes before he spoke.

“You were different with this one. It was more than just fucking for you tonight.” His tongue slipped out to moisten his lips before he continued. His voice became lower as he trailed off from the words. “There was a look on your face as if you cared about this one, like he meant something to you. You were both so familiar with each other’s bodies. Do you know him? I mean before tonight. Have you two met before now?”

I wasn’t expecting a barrage of questions about knowing Alessandro before. I knew I should have told him about my encounter with him, but it hadn’t felt right at the time. Now it just felt wrong that I hadn’t shared this knowledge with him. I would have to come clean if I wanted to save my marriage, give Jeff the apology he deserved. I shouldn’t have deceived him like this when he has been nothing but honest with me. Jeff’s voice broke through my thoughts. I hadn’t realised I’d been deep in contemplation and hadn’t answered any of Jeff’s questions.

“So you do know him,” he stated. I heard the hurt and disappointment in his voice.

I opened my mouth to speak then closed it again. There was no way of saying what I needed to say without it sounding like I was a lying, conniving, cheating bitch that had just hurt the only man she loved. Through startled eyes, I glanced towards Jeff in earnest. I didn’t feel so brave now. My hands fell from my hips. Dry mouthed, I coughed. My mind searched for the words to say.

“I’m sorry,” were the only words I could muster. The words didn’t flow from my lips so much. It kind of crawled out, soft and slurred—as though it would rather stay within the confinement of my thoughts and mouth. I saw confirmation and disappointment etched in the line of Jeff’s mouth. Coupled with a new expression unreadable. I had no clue what it meant or what he was thinking.

“What are you sorry for?” His voice was calm; void of emotion. I was scared. He’d never spoken to me in such a monotone before. He glanced in my direction. I felt his disgust at my betrayal.

I moved and sat beside him on the bed. I reached for his hand. He didn’t pull away.
That’s a good sign
, I thought.

I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth. The only way out of this was tell him the truth. Tell him everything. I was wrong and regardless of the consequences, I had to woman up and bear my punishment, head held high. My hands felt clammy. With a heavy heart I blurted out, “I’m sorry you had to find out this way. I should have told you.”

“Yes you should have,” he said, his voice still toneless.

“It was selfish of me, I know. I just felt if I told you I’d slept with Alessandro before tonight…”

“You had sex with him before… How? When? Are you fucking kidding me?” Jeff shot me a look of disdain. He moved from beside me at speed as if I was contagious and he didn’t want to catch whatever it was I had.

He began to put on his clothes. I dressed too. I didn’t want to have to chase him down the street naked if he left the house before I explained why I did what I did. I felt, deep in my heart, once I explained everything, he’d forgive me and we could move on from here. I finished dressing before him and raced to his side. I placed a hand on his arm. He threw me off him and began to put on his shoes.

“Please, Jeff, let me explain. It’s not what you think.”

He paused for effect as he put on his other shoe and glared at me.

“Clearly you have no fucking idea of what the fuck I was thinking. I was jealous because his cock was bigger than mine. Bigger than the others, and the fact you seemed to be enjoying him more than the others. I had no fucking idea you’d been sleeping with him behind my back. You bitch.” He stood up to leave.

I was lost. I didn’t know what I could do. This was the first fight we’d had in all the years we’d been together. I’ve seen him angry, but he’d never directed his anger at me. He pushed past me to get to the door. I felt desperate. Something inside said, if I let him go, I’d never get him back. I fell to my knees at his feet and grabbed his leg, pressing my body up against his calf as he tried to shake me off.

“Please Jeff, don’t go, don’t leave me,” I cried. I started to cry in earnest as I clung to his leg. Big, fat slobbering tears fell from my eyes at the thought of having to live without him. I don’t know what it was that changed in him, other than the fact he hated to see me upset. My eyes were tightly shut as I gripped on. I’m not sure when or how it happened that my legs too were wrapped around him until I felt his hand stroke my hair. I glanced up and saw sorrow looking back at me. I’d really hurt him. The thought cut through me like a knife and the tears rained even faster.

“Stop crying, Stace,” he said as he helped me to my feet, which felt weak. I fell towards him. He picked me up and carried me to the bed and sat down with me on his lap. Eyes tightly shut, I buried my face in his neck, my arms wrapped closely around it. I was never going to let him go.

“Stace, loosen your grip, you’re strangling me,” he said.

My arms loosened, I moved my head and stared him straight in the eyes. His face had softened. I pressed my lips to his. He didn’t respond immediately then his body seemed to relax and the kiss deepened. When we broke away, his gaze fell to my lips and he gave me a peck on them.

“Okay you wanted to explain. So explain. I suppose I owe you that much,” he said, the weary expression was back.

I told Jeff all about how I’d met Alessandro in the grocery store car park, after spilling the contents of the shopping on the ground. How I’d fainted and Alessandro had taken me to his home. I told him about the fantasy I’d had of him throughout. How it had felt in my imagination, like he was giving me his blessing as he watched us—smiling and cheering me on. I explained how I wasn’t able to do the sex act facing Alessandro, nor could I take off my clothes. It just didn’t seem proper. Now I’d spoken the words out loud, I added that keeping my clothes on while being rogered by another man could never sound proper anyway. In fact, saying it out loud sounded pretty ridiculous.

Jeff was getting aroused as I continued telling my story.

“So how many times did you have sex with him?” he asked.

“Three times: the day we met, the day I called to see if he’d have sex with me so you could watch and tonight.”

“You’re telling me, the three times you had sex with him before, you were thinking of me watching the two of you together?”

“Yes.”

“So why the secrecy?” he asked, his speech wispier.

“I don’t know,” I said as I stroked the vein pulsating along his neck. It quickened to my touch. “I think it was because I didn’t know how you felt about it at the time. I didn’t want to hurt you.” I moved my hand, gently tugging on his earlobe. He caught his breath. So I continued. “By the time I discovered we had a shared fantasy. I felt guilty for not telling you. Then it just got harder and harder to confess.”

I not sure how aware Jeff was of his actions or how he was reacting to what I was saying. He appeared to be deep in thought, only half-listening. He had one hand caressing my breast and the other tracing a line up and down my thigh. The heat rose through my body.

“Somehow I felt sure if you knew I had been with Alessandro before, you wouldn’t have agreed to me having sex with him in front of you.” I gripped his face between my hands and stared hard into his eyes. “I’m sorry, Jeff. What I did was selfish. I just wanted to relive the moment when I had my first orgasm while you watched in my mind. Only this time it would be real. Don’t leave me, I love you.”

“I’m not going to leave you. What would make you think that?”

“You were so angry. The way you looked at me, I felt sure I’d gone too far. You were putting on your things…”

“Yeah I was putting on my things… to walk off how I was feeling,” he said, stroking my hair. “I won’t deny I’m hurt by what you did, but I do understand it.” He pulled me forwards and brushed his lips lightly to mine. Gazing deep into my eyes, he said, “I’d never leave you, Stace.” He kissed me again. This time longer and deeper as it moved into something more primal. Savagely we devoured each other’s mouths, ripping at the clothes that separated our union.

Jeff’s caresses were so sweet, sensual, awakening new emotions—different desires I never knew existed within me. When we finally came together, the earth moved. I felt a deepening sense of contentment.

Cradled in Jeff’s arms, I tilted my head towards him. “You know we don’t need a third in our relationship anymore. It has never been a question of size. It’s always been about the right fit, and you, my love, are a perfect match.” Without saying a word, Jeff pulled me even closer. I closed my eyes to sleep. We were going to be alright.

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