What the hell was that?

“Oh, I see you got the good stuff!” Sarah exclaimed as Dan brought her favorite bottle of red wine to the couch.

It had been a few weeks since Dan had sat in the parking lot waiting for Lester. Still, he couldn’t get the conversation he’d had with Sarah out of his head. The idea of her doing more with Lester seemed to be creeping into his thoughts with startling frequency.

He blamed a lot of it on the physical distance between him and his wife and how horny he was becoming without Sarah around to satisfy his needs. Sure, he would take care of himself, but nothing replaced Sarah’s touch or seeing her turn into the sexy vixen she did during their lovemaking.

And now he finally had her back in the apartment. Even though he was calmly pouring his wife a glass of wine, his heart was thumping with anticipation.

“Thanks, honey.” Sarah took the wine from her husband and brought it to her lips. Dan sat back next to her and took a sip of his beer.

“So, what do you have planned for me this weekend?” Sarah asked. “Should we get out and see the town, or spend some quality time here?”

“Why not do a bit of both?” Dan suggested. “I’m sure we can find somewhere in the city to eat, but then again, I’m sure we can find plenty to do around here.”

“Oh?” Sarah feigned innocence. “What exactly did you have in mind?”

“Well, for starters, you have thirty minutes max to enjoy that wine before I take you to the bedroom and rip off your clothes.”

Sarah almost choked on her drink but recovered quickly. “I like the sound of that, but you’re not even going to serve me dinner first? You used to be a gentleman. Chicago has obviously changed you, mister.”

Dan leaned in playfully. “I just know what I want, and I’ve been wanting you for weeks. And we should take advantage of the time we have now, because you-know-who isn’t here.”

“He isn’t?” Sarah leaned in, making sure Dan would have a great view of her cleavage. “Well, that is reason enough to celebrate. I’ve been craving you, too…”

Her fingers began to crawl up Dan’s thighs. “But won’t you be disappointed that your roommate won’t watch us? Shouldn’t we wait for him?”

Dan could feel his cock growing in his pants. Sarah’s delicate fingers were just inches away from discovering it. He wanted to take her right there on the couch, but he also wanted to draw this out and hear her tease him with his fantasy.

“I don’t know. If he isn’t here, it's his loss,” he said before giving her a small, wicked smile. “Besides, if he were in my shoes, do you think he’d wait?”

Sarah leaned back and took another long sip of her wine. “If he was here and I was like this with him, he probably would have cum already.”

“Jesus,” Dan said breathlessly. “Don’t even tease me like that.”

“What?” Sarah asked seductively. “You don’t think I could make it happen that fast? Make someone…make Lester cum so quickly?” She licked her lips while staring into Dan’s eyes.

Dan gulped as Sarah closed the distance between them. Her hand found his erection and she whispered in his ear, “You don’t think that I could make that cock cum with my mouth?”

She pulled back and stared into his eyes. “I guess I’ll just have to prove it to you.”

Sarah abruptly sat back, removing her hand from Dan’s crotch. She grabbed her wine and, stifling a smile, took another drink.

Dan looked at her, flabbergasted. How, after all this time, did she still manage to surprise him and turn him on as much as she did? He put his beer down on the table and stood up.

“Fuck that, let’s go to the bedroom now,” he said in a tone that brooked no arguement.

Sarah blushed at his enthusiasm and got ready to follow her husband.

They both froze when they heard the sound of keys engaging the front door’s lock.

The incandescent glow from the hallway lights flooded into the living room, casting a stocky silhouette onto Sarah and Dan.

Lester’s short frame entered the apartment. He was clearly wearing new clothes to look nicer, but they didn’t fit properly. The pants and shirt looked to be a size too big, and they hung awkwardly onto his chunky body.

It was what followed Lester into the apartment, however, that made Sarah and Dan’s jaws drop.

A beautiful, young woman a few years younger than Sarah trailed behind Lester. She had shoulder-length red hair and walked with the confidence and poise of someone a few years older. Her lithe form was wrapped in a tight red dress that looked like it was painted on.

Dan blamed his heightened state of arousal for the fact that he immediately noticed the young woman’s impressive bust size. He quickly composed himself before Sarah had to pick his jaw up off the floor after she had picked up her own.

“Hi, I’m Lizzie,” the red headed beauty greeted them with a warm smile.

Dan was still too shell-shocked to comprehend what was happening. Sarah glanced at Dan out of the corner of her eye before turning back to their new guest. “Hi, Lizzie. I’m Sarah and this is my husband, Dan.”

Lester locked the front door and gently grabbed Lizzie by her elbow, leading her towards the hallway. “Well, it was nice to meet you,” she said as she was pulled along behind him.

With that, the odd couple disappeared down the hallway, closing Lester’s door behind them.

Dan looked down the hallway and then back to his wife. “What the hell was that?”