’ ‘Oh, I’m sorry, I must not have introduced you two properly,’ Jake corrected calmly. ‘This is Heather Ross. And Heather is not my wife.’... Heather paled hearing Jake use her maiden name – she’d still gone by Devlin, even after the divorce – and flinched hearing Jake publicly inform the other man they weren’t actually married. Feeling threatened, Heather explained hastily, ‘Jake and I were once married, but now we live together. I love him so much it’s easy to forget sometimes that we’re no. Besides my few friends were still away with their families and I was looking for the excitement. If you've read my prior story already you'd know that the hubby is in on my little caper. I won't say he's fully on board but he's always been supportive of my desires and he loves me dearly and likes to see me happy (he absolutely loves my stories). Regardless, this past weekend we had many a discussion and a few orgasms over this and I talked him into letting me go forth on this a bit more. I have. One by one, pieces fall into place: the train and the girl; the taxi and youths; the woman Pandora and her art. Then a nothingness that my mind cannot penetrate.The door opens and light spills into the room. Pandora and Chloe, silhouetted in the doorway, then crossing the threshold wearing their fabulous gowns of deception. Draped over Pandora's outstretched arms is the dress I tried on long ago in some improbable other life. Now it is presented to me again like some offering at a shrine. I. I blushed as he sat up and moved closer to me. Under the covers I could feel his hand smoothly running up and down my leg. "Yesterday was amazing," he said, as he began to gently kiss my neck. I closed my eyes and smiled. "I-I need to use the shower now, Mr. Patterson..." I murmured. "How about I join you?" he said. The warm water trickled down my back, as I stood there naked in the shower with Mr. Patterson. He bent down slightly to kiss me on the lips. His warm tongue whirled around mine. I.