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Amy had a shower and a nap by which point it was getting to the time for Peter to come home. She made herself presentable and headed downstairs. As she walked past Kenny’s she could hear him talking to someone while playing a game. She bit her lip at the pleasant memory of him fucking her doggy style and how he had muttered what a bad girl she was into her ear. It was a tease of a more assertive Kenny and she liked it.

She got started on dinner and planned something nice as she was feeling a little guilty about several things. Sleeping with Beth was one but he had seemed almost keen on her doing that so it didn’t play heavily on her. She also felt guilty about having sex with Kenny. Not because of the sex itself but she felt like she should have saved herself for Peter and now she was a little sore and she wouldn’t enjoy it as much with him. She had also really enjoyed it. She had felt so powerful as she sat on him but when he started spanking her she had gone completely the other way even if she had prompted him to do it.

She shook these thoughts from her head. She wasn’t doing anything that she hadn’t had Peter’s blessing for even if it was in a roundabout way and he seemed to like her being a little out of control. She Just needed to accept that being a bad girl was not a bad thing. She had been a bad girl before but that was before the love of a good man.

Peter came home and Amy was amused at his eager expression. He was clearly **** to ask and his welcome home kiss was far more assertive and lingered far longer than usual. “Did you have a good night?” he asked, his voice going up a little too high at the end to be natural.

“I did,” she said, taking his coat.

“Well?”

“Well, what? You want me to tell you here?” she teased.

“No, quite. Shall we go upstairs?” Peter suggested.

“Darling. How daring of you to suggest such a thing at this time of day,” she said in mock outrage.

“I dare, I dare, shall we?”

Amy chuckled. He was almost like a kid. “No way, mister,” she chastised.

“What? Why?”

“Because I have made you a proper boeuf bourguignon just the way you like it.”

“Ooh, now I don’t know which I want more.”

She playfully slapped his chest. “The correct answer is me but let’s eat first.”

She called for Kenny and they sat and ate like the odd little household they were. Things were left unsaid and because of that they got on well and talked about daily life and current affairs. Even so, Amy found herself looking at Kenny a little more intently than usual. He wants to be more manly, she thought. Is it just my imagination or does he seem that way already?

As they filled the dishwasher and put it on, Kenny headed upstairs and Peter turned to Amy and said, “Shall we go up too?”

“Are you wanting an early night? You must be very tired,” she said innocently.

He scowled at her and slapped her bottom playfully. “Enough teasing woman, get up those stairs.”

His tone was harsh but not serious. Amy giggled and made for the stairs but the slap had made her think of her earlier spanking. Maybe she should ask Peter to try spanking her in the future. Maybe she should ask Kenny to do it. She ran the last bit with Peter in hot pursuit.

They burst, giggling into the bedroom and Peter pulled Amy into an intimate kiss and began pulling at each other's clothes. Amy was having to push herself a little. Having just had a full evening of lesbian sex followed by a good fuck with Kenny, she wasn’t particularly in the mood but she didn’t want to disappoint or upset Peter so she put on a good show of being hot for him. “I can’t tell you what happened if you keep kissing me,” she told him.

He gave her one more kiss and said, “You are right. Let’s lie on the bed.”

“Why don’t you take your clothes off so you are comfortable?” she suggested and Peter did as she said, stripping off before laying on his side of the bed.

“Aren’t you going to undress as well?” he asked her.

Amy was still in her underwear but she shook her head. “More fun to tease you a little. You can think about how some girl, less than half your age got to see all of me.”

“Damn, Amy.”

“What? Too much?” Amy asked him, looking momentarily worried.

“I… No, I think I liked it.”

Amy let out a sigh of relief. “I’m still working out this little thing of yours. You can tell me if you don’t like something.”

“I will, thank you. Now tell me what happened.”

Amy climbed onto the bed and started telling Peter about the meal and the more mundane aspects of it before leading into going back to Beth’s. “Did you like the picture I sent you from her bathroom?”

“I did, I… Masturbated to it,” he confessed, awkwardly.

“You did?” she said, amused. “I didn’t think you did that sort of thing.”

“I don’t, you are plenty for me but it got a little too much to bear.”

“Poor, baby,” she said, reaching out and taking his stiff cock. “Was it my sexy body or the fact that I was about to step out of the bathroom and into the arms of a beautiful young woman?”

“Both, but…”

“But?”

“But more the second one,” he admitted.

“Darling, you are so hard right now,” she observed.

“I know,” he said, looking away.

“Why do you sound so ashamed?”

“Because of what’s making me hard. I don’t feel like I should be so excited by that.”

She pulled his face towards her and kissed him sweetly. “I’m just happy that you are aroused again. I don’t think any less of you for it. I just want you to be happy.”

He pulled her head towards him and kissed her. “I love you,” he told her.

“I love you too,” she said and stroked his face.

He looked away again. “Can I ask you to do something?”

“Something sexual?” He nodded and she laughed softly. “You don’t need to worry about asking me to do sex stuff. You know I’m about as open-minded as they come.” She made him look at her again and he gave her an embarrassed smile.

“Would you mind if, instead of having sex, you just used your hand like you did last time?”

She was a little relieved. “You don’t want me to use my mouth?” she offered.

“Not this time. Also, would you finish me like you did last time? You know, slowly and without touching me at the end?”

“Mmm, I see. You liked that did you?” she said with a smile. She liked the fact he was sharing his desires a little.

“I did and I didn’t. It makes me feel… I feel like I don’t deserve you.”

That made her heart pang a little. “I don’t deserve you,” she told him.

“It’s not that I feel that all the time but sometimes and knowing that I just get your hand is a bit exciting. Sometimes,” he added, not wanting to only get her hand from this day forward although the dark part of his arousal didn’t hate the idea.

Amy nodded. “I think I understand now. Sexy young Beth got all of me and you just get my hand teasing an orgasm out of you. It’s like that is it?”

“Um-hmm,” confirmed Peter.

Amy gave him a seductive smile and stroked his cock. “Let me tell you what happened after I stepped out of the bathroom.”

She told him what they did. She didn’t include the part about Kenny but she did tell her about Beth’s big dildo and how Amy used it in her. She made sure to tell him how good it all was and how much she enjoyed it and when she did she enjoyed how his cock twitched and throbbed. She felt like his cock was a wild creature that she was coaxing to life. She felt like an enchantress, bringing him to the peak of orgasm and then holding off just long enough that he didn’t cum. Then as she was running out of story she felt his tension rise and she took his aching, purple cock right to the edge and took her hand away. She leaned up to his ear and whispered. “Cum for me, darling. I want you to let it all out.” She gave him a sexy moan. “Please, cum for me.” As she hoped, her voice was enough to ruin his resistance and his whole body tensed as he began to cum,. She could see him forcing himself not to touch his cock. It looked extremely intense.

Peter’s body relaxed and he allowed himself to squeeze his cock. Amy watched the last bit of cum dribble from the tip. “Are you sure that it’s not better for you doing it like that?” she asked. “You look like it’s really good.”

“The lead-up is incredible but it leaves me spent but not satisfied”, he told her.

“And you like that feeling?”

He laughed at her confusion. “I suppose I do. At least in this situation. Sorry, we didn’t have sex. You can use the vibrator if you like. I don’t mind.”

“I’ve not been short of orgasms recently, darling. I don’t mind you being a little selfish from time to time.”

“Last night. With Beth, you mean?”

“Yeah, sure. That’s what I was getting at,” she said, with a purposefully incriminating tone and a naughty smile.

“Fuck,” said Peter, giving his tired cock a frustrated squeeze.

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