Laura keeps it to herself...

John awoke with a stretch, wondering if last night was just a wet dream.

"Finally awake!", he heard Taylor's voice say sternly.

He opened his eyes to see Taylor looking in the mirror putting on a pair of diamond earings. She wore a silver silk blouse, and a dark grey skirt. She always dressed to the nines when going to work. The smell of her perfume was in the air, and it made his dick raise.

She turned on him, and gave him a very stern look. "I know what happened last night!"

John stiffened with fear.

"I talked to Laura this morning... and she told me everything!", Taylor said.

His dick began to wilt, his mind went into panic mode. My god what had he done? For one good fuck, he may have just jeopardized his relationship with Taylor. What an idiot.

"Well, I can explain...." John began.

"You don't need too, she explained everything.", Taylor approached the bed, and sat down. "She told me how sweet you were, and how you listened when she needed someone to talk to. I just wish you would have woke me up, so I could have been there for her too!"

Taylor put one of her delicate hands on John's bare chest. She rubbed his chest, then ran her hand down towards his thigh. "You are the best husband in the world."

She bent over to give him a passionate kiss, and grabbed firmly on his once again hard cock. She gave his cock a squeeze when their tongues encircled one another.

"You take good care of my sister. When I spoke with her this morning, I told her you would take her out somewhere. Getting out will do her wonders. I gotta run, I'm late. Love you!"

She left the room, and he heard her car speed away. 'I'm fucking lucky', he thought to himself.

Putting his pair of sweatpants back on, he yawned and walked into the living room. Laura was laying on the couch reading a Cosmo with a title '4 sexy games to play with him in the sack'. She was also dressed to the nines. Her hair was full of body, wavy and curly. It cascaded over onto her shoulders. She wore the slightest hint of makeup. She had on a bright yellow tank top, her nipples hard and poking through the fabric. Best of all was the very short white pleated skirt, showing off her long tanned legs. On her feet were a pair of strappy white heels.

"Hi honey", Laura said through the magazine. "Where are you going to take me?"

All kinds of locations spun through John's head. A dance club, a movie, a strip club, or maybe just staying home.