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We were having brunch the next morning and I was contemplating how to bring up Lexi. I got curious though and asked “So you were in a sexual relationship with a married woman who was in an open marriage. Why did it surprise you that Alex and Helen would have an open marriage?” He said “That wasn’t the surprising part, or at least it was not my focus or concern. Cheating is obviously a big issue for me. If Alex was cheating on a friend of yours, Helen, with another friend of yours, Lexi, and you were keeping that secret, well how could I ever trust you. So I had to find out the truth. I’m relieved that it was not that.” Oh boy. Pangs of guilt. I helped plenty of men cheat. With me. Seduced them even. But I wasn’t a homewrecker. I don’t think that would matter to him though. On a positive note he seemed open to the idea of different kinds of relationships. But of course he had been cheated on in complete secrecy for years. I was gonna have to be sensitive to that and that gave me the resolve to tell him the truth. But after breakfast. Not here.

Reflecting about the night before I said “Did I hear you come in the front door at one point?” He said “Oh yes. I was testing the remote control of that toy. Never had the opportunity before. I drove a few blocks away and then tested it.” I said “How did you know if it was working or not. He showed me the app on his phone that controlled the vibrator and said it gives a status, but he added “And also I was watching you and could hear you… on camera.” I looked at him and said “Camera?” He pulled up another app and showed me what was apparently a live shot of his bedroom. It was a pretty high resolution image and would have seen everything from the corner where his bureau was. A hidden camera I had not noticed. He ran his fingers like a scroll going back and I saw us from that morning fucking and 69ing. And then he scrolled back to when I was restrained in the stockade. He showed me cameras in the other rooms too. The whole place was surveilled. This man is both very careful and pretty secretive. I realized he must have videos of his bondage and sex with Professor J as well. And every time we did it. In every room. I said “You came back very hard and fucked my mouth right away and came down my throat… were you jerking off while watching me remotely?” He said “Maybe.” Wow. Kinky.

On the way back he said “Church?” I said “You know I think maybe we should go to a later mass. I need to rest. But I’m curious. Do you watch us fucking?” He said “Sometimes. Do you mind? I can delete everything if you want.” I wondered for a second and said “No. As long as I can watch them too.” He said of course. When we got back to his place I said “Let’s clean up.” I helped him put away all the toys, packed up my lingerie, restored the crossbeam, headboard and drapes to make the bed presentable and pulled off the sheets to wash them. While cleaning up he casually said “You know we don’t have to do that all the time. Just because we did it once.” I said “I’m not worried about that.” He said “Ok. You seem nervous and I thought you wanted to rest, but you are cleaning as if you are covering up a crime scene.” I laughed and said “No. Sorry. Just stalling for time…I’m avoiding telling you something.” He said “Oh? Come on then let it out. You’ll feel better I’m sure. No anxiety, no secrets, then we can relax.”

No secrets? Well that would take all day and also he said he wanted to know anything that might affect us going forward and that meant I had to spill about Lexi. But I wasn’t ready to spill about some of the rest of my past. I did not think much else would affect us going forward anyway. His secret had been a gigantic one so it was my turn I suppose. We sat in the living room and I took a deep breath and said “This is gonna take some time but please hear me out. I want you to understand how big this is for me. I have given you my mind, in classes and in our talks and in the places you have taken me and shown me. I have given you my body in every possible way, especially yesterday I literally put my body in your trust. And now I’m going to give you my soul, pour it out for you in a way I don’t often reveal. Well, never actually. You delayed leaving for me and then you even arranged to work remotely for 6 months for me. I think that you did that because you think there is a chance for us, for this to be something real and long term and a real commitment. We haven’t said that though. Not yet. But i’m ready. More than ready. And if you are as well, then you have to know something first.”

He interrupted and said “Is this about Lexi?” I looked dumbfounded. He said “I know you are lovers. Is that it?” I said “Oh my God. How did you know that?” He said “Oh… uhhh well sorry I did not know it was a secret. Let’s see…. I guess it was Brian. From your class. Yeah I believe he told me one night when we were playing poker that you uhhh…. go both ways and had a longterm girlfriend on the side. His words. And I just assumed Lexi. I don’t think Helen is the type.” Fucking Brian. I was once again left with my jaw on the floor. Brian knew about Lexi of course. I had not hidden it from him, in fact they met. And Brian is the one who told me professor played poker, I never wondered they might have talked especially about me and THAT. I said “And you are not upset? I mean given what happened with your wife?” He said “Oh. Well, no. I mean she wasn’t open about it. I assume you are. So much so that I just assumed everyone knew and it was a non issue. My wife cheated and lied and continued it for years. And left me for a woman. Unless you are lying, cheating, or planning to leave me for a woman I don’t see it as an issue. And as far as I can tell you are very much into guys, just also into girls.” I said “Oh my god I have been stressing about this for weeks and built it up as this huge thing. What the hell you read me like a book. Is that a poker thing?” He said “Well I don’t know about that. Perhaps there is some ability to read people in that, but also I am a historian and study social movements. That may seem like just a bunch of boring historical literature but what I really do is observe people. Usually through their writings or historical documents, but it is reading between the lines and understanding their motivations and real feelings that reveals the truth. I’m very quiet as you have pointed out, but that’s because I am observing all the time. Now I don’t always get it right. I missed stuff about Lexi because I assumed everything I observed was about her and you, I misinterpreted that because of my built in bias. In retrospect I should have seen that she was Alex’s lover as well. But I knew that you two were intimate on several occasions even while we were dating. Just your body language together, subtle glances, some things you said or didn’t say. Of course I was tipped off by Brian. I was ok with it and when you said it was girl time I let you two have your time together. I figured the time would come when you were ready to tell me. And I figured after Roger almost blew it for you it would be soon.” He was referring to when Roger mentioned me screaming in orgasm when I was with Lexi. I wondered I had covered for that, but in reality he knew. I said “Were you testing me again?” He said “No not really. I pressed things with my ex and I didn’t want to do that with you. If you wanted to keep it private well I would just have to decide if I could live like that. But I’m glad you decided to tell me.”

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Well, there was no reason to hold back now, I said “So what do you think about us… long term…. given my relationship with Lexi?” He replied “Well I suppose that aspect is something to talk about. You must have thought about it. What do you envision?” I said “Well I need to tell you more about Lexi, our history so you might understand her and us fully. But, I would very much like a relationship where it is not just something on the side… that you have to tolerate. I’m not looking to cuckold you, exclude you, or have an open relationship in that kind of sense. I would like her to be a close part of our lives.” He said “I see, but in what context if not a side thing?” I said “Well if you are familiar with physical only relationships and open marriages you might also have an awareness of polyamory. My hope, and Lexi’s as well, is that I have a traditional relationship – married to a man, have children, raise a family, all the things we have talked about – plus have Lexi as a part of that.” He said “I have studied polyamory of course in a historical sense. Not uncommon in ancient times and ruling classes for example. And I’ve seen a few things the last few years about that as a growing trend. But can you be specific?” I said “Well to be specific I would hope she was a part of the family unit. I would be primary to you, and you would be primary to me. But she would be secondary to us both. And within the family she would be like Aunt Lexi who lived with us, made decisions with us, shared in every part of our home life including our bed of course. She likely would have her own room, but would be welcome in our bed I mean. She likes to be close but have her freedom too. And as far as children, well honestly she won’t be a lot of help raising children but I think she would be the cool aunt. And you should know she cannot cook or clean. She is useless domestically.” He laughed and said “I can see that.”

He wondered for a second and said “And are you talking about something that is an ultimatum? A package deal?” I was prepared for that and replied “When Lexi asked what I would say if it came down to you or her, what I told her was not to worry it won’t come to that. So I tell you the same thing. It’s not an ultimatum. I believe it is going to work once you know her. It won’t come to that. I believe it would be everything you want with me….. and monogamous with me….plus her. It’s like a bonus.” He said “Would she be monogamous within this triad?” Boy he really was a stickler for details. I said “I seriously doubt it and I would not want to preclude her from whatever she wanted to do with anyone else. Assuming she used protection, of course, which she does. She is a free spirit and even freer lover. She likely won’t ever settle down. But if she does, well she would be free to do that. She would not be bound by the covenant of marriage.” He said “speaking of which this is not exactly in line with the church’s definition of a marriage. It’s still considered adultery, it’s still a sin.” I said “Is that an issue?” He said “I would have to give it some thought. We all sin. But getting married in the church is important to me. Important to my family. Which means confessing all of our sins and doing so with a pure heart. But I’ve had a very traditional marriage without sin on my part and quite frankly that did not go very well. I’m open to some other ideas as long as it is an honest relationship.” I said “I can send you a bunch of links and stuff on poly relationships and throuples. You can read all about it and we can talk more. I helped Alex and Helen establish their ground rules for their relationship. This would be something similar. Boundaries we agree on.” He said “Throuple?” I said “Yeah that’s the trendy term for it, a threesome/couple or throuple. Not a triad. That sounds…. like a business arrangement.” He laughed and said he would research it. That’s what he does so, ok. He seemed to take it all pretty well. I mean I’m basically asking him to fuck my hot blond slutty friend but still be with me. Why was I worried about this anyway? I suppose it was all because I believed he was so conservative. But between the bondage and fucking a married co-worker in an open marriage I am starting to think I did not give him enough credit. This was surreal and none of it had gone down like I wondered. Maybe I’m the naive one.

Lexi was gone until Friday at least so we had some time to talk through stuff. We spent the next hour with me filling him in on her backstory and our relationship including her issues, adoption, fallout with her parents, rehab, strip club job and even her being whored out for drugs and turning tricks. And how I helped her through all that. I never told Lexi I was gonna divulge all of that but I could not hold back now. I could not have him find something later about her that he was not prepared for. I told him I was determined to help her discover her real birthplace, birthdate and parents if efficient in Europe. He was intrigued by that and asked a lot of questions and had some good ideas. At the end of it all I climbed in his lap and said with tears in my eyes “Oh my God I am so relieved. Thank you for being so open minded.” I kissed him deeply. “My lion. I have now given you my body, my mind and my soul fully. I have told you everything I think could affect us going forward. If I have to confess my sins to be with you then I will do so – just know that it might take a while.” He laughed and said “It’s ok. What’s in the past is in the past. But you need to confess it to God. I have done that for my sins of the past but I’m going to have to go again as well. The way I have seen you with friends, with kids, with your family I have no reservations. I know I’m not always so demonstrative, but I hope you know how I feel about you little bird.” I said “I think I do, but I don’t want to leave anything unsaid. So I want you to know. I love you with all my heart.” He said “I love you too E. Very much.” We kissed. And that was it. But then it turned to more kissing, and groping, and disrobing. Game on. And we were soon fucking again on the couch. It was a long slow sensuous fucking often while kissing and looking into each others eyes deeply. It felt amazing, different, better, almost electric, and ended with him feeding me his cum to nourish my slutty soul. I kept sucking him long after letting his manhood linger in my mouth as I swirled my tongue.

By the end we were exhausted. I looked at the time and we had been talking and having sex for hours. It was late afternoon. I was starving again, sex makes me hungry. And we still had no food. We showered and cleaned up and grabbed a quick bite at a local taqueria joint. And then headed to a late afternoon mass. I was just smiling and so happy. It felt different for sure. Connected more than ever before. More than just physically – mind, body, and soul. But spiritually it was still gonna be some work. I had to confess apparently. I mean I’ve at all times known that and my mother would want that too of course. And daddy told me he has confessed. Oh boy that was gonna be a lot. Confessions are usually 5 minute things and say some Hail Mary’s. I might need an hour and I could not imagine my penance. After church he took me back to my place. I needed sleep. We kissed and he said “I love you.” I said “I love you too.” So I guess that is where we are. 8 weeks into dating. I felt elated. I called Lexi and told her the news of course. And I called daddy and told him and Christie.

The next morning I was back to Helen’s for the kids. And I told her too of course. She hugged me and said she was so happy it was working out. She said she hated to ask since summer was almost over but could I help with the kids that weekend. I said “Are you….?!??!” She said “Yep. I fly out to LA Thursday and fly back Sunday.” She looked embarrassed almost but giddy. I squealed and hugged her. That was fast but she said it had to be this weekend as she would be busy with the kids back to college and then orientation at the university and then her college year would begin. She said she and Alex had talked about it all weekend and finally booked it Sunday night. He wanted her to check in twice a day. He was really just concerned for her safety and he had background checked the guy through his bank. He said the guy, Andrew, was loaded so that was nice. A real estate developer apparently and never married and no kids. It helped put Alex at ease. She said she had been sucking and fucking Alex every night. Just really showing her appreciation. And she knew Lexi was out of town so he was desperate. She then took me to the laundry room and said “Here” handing me the panties I gave J. I looked shocked, which was genuine. I didn’t expect her to discover them so soon. I hoped to grab them back today and she would not know. She said “Found them in his room. Cleaning out everything before summer is over. I guess he must have swiped them some time when you were swimming and had left them out.” I shrugged and said “Not a big deal.” She said “I guess he has moved on from my lingerie because that’s all that was under his mattress. And I washed them. They were covered in cum stains. Sorry.” I laughed and said “That’s ok. Healthy young man. Perfectly normal.” She shook her head and said “Men.” I asked her how his date went with Madison and she said she did not know, he would not talk to her about it.

She had to get going so we did not talk in depth. I stuffed my panties in my purse. It was a quiet morning so before lunch I went up to Js room where he was holed up as usual. I knocked and he said “Uhhhhh…I’m busy.” Ok maybe he was masturbating. Or embarrassed about his mom finding my panties. I decided to forego speaking in Spanish and said “J, I want to talk to you.” He said “Not now.” I left but thought what was up. Girl trouble already? He came out an hour later and said “Sorry. Was talking to Madison.” I said “And? How’s it going?” He said “I don’t know, I thought it was good. But she doesn’t want to come over now.” Uh oh. I wondered I might have scared her off. I asked if she knew I was there and he said yeah. I asked about the date and he said it was fine. And they even kissed yesterday while hanging out here but did not want to come over now. Making excuses. I dropped the subject but I needed to figure something out. I didn’t want to stand in the way of young love either. It sounded like she was sincere so she must be scared of me, the crazy latina nanny who ripped her the first time we met. Oh boy.

After lunch I texted Helen asking for Madison’s address. They had picked her up Friday for the movie date. I told the kids I needed to run an errand. J said he would stay home. I took the younger kids and got them an ice cream telling them to just stay in the car while I talked to someone – bribery. I went up to their house and knocked. Madison actually answered the door and looked surprised to say the least. She said “Oh… it’s you.” About what I expected. She looked behind me. I said “J is not here. But I wanted to talk to you.” She said “What now? My mom’s not home.” I said “No, Well I wanted to apologize. I mean it sounded like your date went well and maybe you are genuine. I may have been a little overprotective. I just love those kids. So just please don’t stay away on my account. If you like him, please, you are welcome anytime.” She said “Oh. Ok. Thanks. And you should know that girl is not my friend. From the other day. Like I know her but she’s just his buddies girlfriend you know. I wasn’t going to be like that to him. Like rude at school.” I said “Sorry, that is a sensitive thing for me. I was ostracized by a boyfriend in high school and did not want that to happen to him.” It was awkward now though but I blurted out “Want to come over now? You could surprise him.” She said “Yeah. I could just text my mom and say you picked me up.” I said “Perfect. Well he’s a great guy. And if he is like his dad ….well…. you won’t be disappointed.” Her jaw hit the floor. I laughed and said “Nanny’s see everything you know. I’m just saying, Helen’s a lucky lady.“ She turned bright red and covered her mouth laughing her ass off. Well that was a good ice breaker. She rode back with us and we were chatting. I taught her to say “¡Tu niñera es una latina loca!” so she could tell J (Your nanny is a crazy latina). I think we are friends now. But she knows I’m a little nuts so be nice to my favorite panty sniffer. They hung out and stayed after I left and Helen was home.

Prof and I did not see each other Monday. I had some studying to do and we probably just needed a day to reflect it had been a pretty big weekend. We texted a few times. Tuesday I watched the kids again and we planned to see each other that night. But I had a different plan. I went home and changed into a total schoolgirl outfit with a plaid skirt, white button and patent leather shoes. They were pieces from my high college uniform. I had worn it once teasingly for Brian and it had a great effect. But I at all times had a fantasy and had never gotten the chance. But professor was gonna have to vacate his campus office as soon as his contract was up. The offices were fairly empty during the summer. I texted him from the parking lot making sure he was still there. I said “When are you leaving work?” He texted back “Maybe 30 minutes. See you soon ?.” Perfect. I said “Can’t wait ?.” And I couldn’t wait so that was the truth. I walked across campus pantiless under my schoolgirl skirt and without a bra carrying books to semi cover my bouncing tits. A true little schoolgirl whore gonna get fucked my professor. I now realized the previous times he was so nervous about me being there were because “she’ (Prof J) was just down the hall and around the corner. Also he had to worry about being caught and fired but there was little concern of that now as his next job was secured. I walked by making sure she was not there and stopped to untie one shoe. I walked in and he looked up, totally surprised but then immediately knowing. He said “What’s this? I’m sorry young last but my office hours are posted outside.” I said “Mmm but professor I’ve been having a hard time and I was hoping you could help me out. Please.” He chuckled and said “With what dear?” I said “I think I need some private instruction” and I closed the door locking it. I turned and walked over to him setting my books down. I sat on the desk and said “Do you have any ideas of how you might help me?” Then I said “Oh no, my shoe is untied. Would you tie it for me sir?” I hiked a leg up onto the arm of his chair giving a full view of my bare pussy. He laughed and tied my shoe saying “Of course. And you seem to have forgotten to wear panties my dear.” I said “Oh no, not again. I’m so embarrassed” as I spread my legs fully for him. He dove right in and licked my cunt.

I said “Professor…Are you going to take advantage of me? I’m just a helpless coed. Don’t strip me naked please. I’m a good girl.” He said “No you’re a dirty girl and you need to be spanked. First take off that top.” I unbuttoned my shirt saying “Yes sir. Whatever you say professor.” I laid back and spread my legs and he ate my pussy for a minute. Then he pulled me up and bent me over the desk. He proceeded to smack my ass with his bare hand saying “You need to be punished for such lewd behavior. So that you will not forget.” “Yes sir” I said “I’ll remember this thank you for your guidance sir.” He then unzipped and dropped his pants. I looked back and said “Oh my professor, it’s so big. What are you going to do with that thing?” He said “Part of your lesson but you have to be quiet. No screaming.” His hand covered my mouth and he thrust into me from behind. It felt incredible and he railed me like that, bent over and dripping wet for several minutes. He said “We can’t have you walking out of here with cum dripping down your thighs. Turn around and suck me off. You’re going to have to swallow my cum if you want my help.” I said “Oh sir I’ve never done that but I’ll try.” I wheeled around and knelt before him, taking his cock in my throat as he grabbed the back of my head. He thrust deep into my mouth and started fucking my face until he groaned and his cum spurted into my mouth. I needed my cum fix but I also wanted to play the part so I let a little drool out onto my tits saying “There’s just so much. I’m sorry.” Then I licked his cock clean and used my fingers to scoop up the cum from my tits and licked them clean too. I stood up grabbing my shirt and said “I hope I earned a good grade professor.” He laughed and pulled me close grabbing my ass and saying “You are a wild little bird. Since you licked it all up like a good cumslut you earned an A+”. We kissed and then dressed and left together. Well fantasy fulfilled. I wonder what would have happened if I had done that months ago. Hmm.

That evening since we already fucked we went to grab a bite to eat and play poker. I lost my ass this time. All 300 and he broke even basically over a couple of hours. Well you can’t win always. So we left and went back to my place and made love. It was very passionate. Not boring at all, just not something to write much about. He stayed the night and in the morning we went for a run and then I sucked him off in the shower. Wednesday while watching the kids my period hit a little earlier than usual and that usually means a bad one. Not a cyst problem but a heavier flow and bad cramps. I was popping Mydol but had to wait until I got home to drink some wine and take the edge off. I told prof I was out of commission and just needed to sleep it off. Thankfully I had drained his balls three times in the previous 24 hours so he was good.

Thursday was better and I did not have to go to the kids right away. I got to sleep in, relax and have some down time. I was not going over until 1:00 to take Helen to the airport for her LA trip. I was so excited for her. She seemed very relaxed about it but that is just her way. She is 100% prepared for everything. I helped her finish packing and saw she had bought some new naughty lingerie matching sets so I know she was excited. Reminded me of that meme about – if you are on a date and have sex and she is wearing matching lingerie then sex was her idea, not yours. The kids were under the impression she was gonna a conference all weekend. I drove her to the airport and then dropped J at Madisons to hang out. The parents wanted to meet him and have him over for dinner and then her friends were coming over for a game night. She was trying to ingrain him with her friend group, which I wondered was good. Wonder if she ran her hand down to grab his junk yet? That left me with just the little ones and some relaxation. I was gonna be staying until Alex got home around 6:00. I made everyone dinner and we ate together. Professor knew I would still be out of it so we had no plans. Plus I was gonna have the kids all day Friday while Alex was at work.

My period had diminished enough that Friday was not too bad. But I took the kids to the water park and we even picked up Madison. We brought our suits so we could change to dry clothes later. In the girls room Madison was shy of course and went to change in a stall. I don’t blame her my boobs can be intimidating. I took A to a big handicapped stall and we both changed there. We had a good time but ran later than I planned and we left in our wet suits, covered in towels. We got to the house and I told Madison she could change in the guest room. The kids went upstairs to their rooms and I changed in the laundry room. We actually had a lot of fun but it was exhausting and so I was once again not up to anything sexual. I had pizza delivered and Alex came home to join us for dinner. Madison’s mom came by and picked her up which was nice. And I told prof I would see him Saturday. Before I left I went up to J’s room to say goodbye. He was feeling good about things with Madison I could tell. But I wanted to give him a gift, it was sort of our thing now. I pulled a pair of bright yellow thong panties out of my purse and tossed them to him. He was not shocked by that any more, but he looked at me and said “I have a girlfriend now, I don’t think this is a good idea any more” and held them out for me to take them. I acted like I did not find out “¿Qué? No te entiendo.” He said “Yes you do understand me. Ugh. No más de tu …. uhh ¿Cómo se dice?” and indicated wanting to know the word for panties. I said “Ay señor son calzones o tangas.” He said “No más de tu calzones, por favor.” I said “Pero no son mis tangas. Son de Madison. ¡Pásalo bien!” And I walked out with him wide eyed again. Yep I had swiped them from Madison earlier that day at the water park. They smelled sweet like young fresh pussy of course. I went through her backpack while they were off riding slides. Not sure if she would think they got stolen by J or she might have dropped or misplaced them while changing. But it was worth it for my little panty sniffer. Niñera loca indeed.

That evening Lexi came over to my place. Her period was at all times earlier than mine by a day or so and she was good. She had fucked Alex of course during the day. Twice she said, once in the ass of course. Whore. She had returned from LA so we talked all about it. The black guy from the wedding had come down and stayed 2 days and she fucked him repeatedly and they had a threeway with her cousin too. They did girl-girl stuff too while with him. Not blood relatives so not incest but still kinda kinky, and the guy wondered they were related so he probably got off on it. And she had gone to Black’s Beach with her cousin twice. One day was low key and just nude sunbathing. But the second time was a busy weekend and lots of people and a couple of guys were hitting on Lexi. She ended up fucking both of them in the dunes she said. Her cousin stood as a lookout for them. I was jealous I’ve never fucked at a nude beach. She also said she shadowed her aunt in real estate for several days and got a good understanding of the job. They had some showings, and landed a new listing for her, and closed on a deal as well. So she had seen a lot. She liked the high end properties her aunt worked and said she could see herself fucking in those houses to close a deal. Whatever it takes. It was the first time she seemed excited about some type of job anyway.

On Saturday I figured Alex could fend for himself until evening. I was gonna babysit for a few hours after 7pm so he could go fuck Lexi some more. His wife was out of town getting railed presumably so I wanted him to be satiated as well and let her have her fun. But prof came over during the day. We went to lunch and he asked about my “condition” and I smiled and said “All systems go.” He said “Getting sex every day is great, until you don’t get sex for like 3 days. I have been going crazy.” I said “This was a bad period, and I was exhausted, I was not even up to oral or butt sex I’m sorry.” He said “Yeah I did not want to push it but… what about now?” I said “Green light baby. Whatever you want. I prefer if you use all of my holes of course.” And he did. He railed me for a good 3 hours cumming once in each of my holes. I needed that so much. I went back to babysit that night. The kids were so used to it by now they did not even question why Alex would be going out when Helen was out of town. And J was out at Madisons. I thought if he was getting to smell that pussy himself – maybe a little third base action. Or if she sucked his cock. I hoped so. When he got in I asked “How did it go?” He said “Fine” but not much else. I tried to read him but it was impossible. He went off to his room. Maybe he needed those panties and a good jerk off.

Alex came back by 11pm looking like a disheveled fornicator. Because that’s what he is. Bastard. I asked how he was doing and we actually talked about their relationship. I asked him how he was handling her absence and knowing she was likely intimate. He said he didn’t love it to be honest but felt like he could not say anything. He felt like his was just physical but this was something more and it was a bit of an bruising ego thing to him. I said, “Well women need more of a relationship inorder to be intimate generally, unless their name is Lexi. And let’s be honest Alex, you had feelings for me so it was not purely physical.” “True” he said. I said “Just because it is an imbalance where yours is more physical and frequent and hers is a bit more of an emotional attachment and less frequent does not mean it is anything too serious. That’s just what she needs and supporting her when she returns is important. And remember how selective she is. She still chooses you, to come home to you. Tomorrow you should take her to bed immediately and reclaim her.” He asked what I meant and I told him it was to reconnect and reinforce that they were primary to each other. He understood but said he would have the kids when she got back. So I offered to take the kids to visit the grandparents while he picked her up. And that way I could make sure they did not come back too soon. He could text me when the deed was done. He agreed.

Sunday I told prof I was gonna be busy studying all day for my online finals which were scheduled for Monday. And I also told him I was watching the kids for a few hours while Alex picked up Helen. I hoped he was satiated enough from the day before to wait until Monday. But the studying part was a lie. I actually had arranged to take my finals early on Sunday. I asked my profs for permission citing a family vacation. Also a lie. In reality online tests are a piece of cake. I had searchable texts for all the class materials, meaning you can discover anything within a few clicks. It was easy to get a decent grade. And it returned my grades immediately. I aced both finals but given that I had skipped a lot of small assignments I was gonna get Bs in both classes. Which was fine because they transferred in as credits but the grade would not affect my GPA. But the lies were for a good reason – it was all so I could put in place my plan for profs birthday on Monday 8/8. I had been planning it for a while.

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To be continued….

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