Chapter 6

The ride home the next afternoon was in stony silence, both Karen and Roger feeling hurt and anger, especially after Todd had paid Karen what could be construed as a compliment by apologizing for her not getting much sleep last night since once she dropped her inhibitions she was an insatiable lover, a statement with which Rosaline agreed wholeheartedly.

“I’m going to get some sleep,” she said as they entered the house and she immediately curled up on the couch.

“I’ve got to check in with the office anyway,” he responded, turning and exiting.

By dinner time both had had a chance to quell the anger, but the hurt remained, both feeling they had been wronged the night before. They sat at the small kitchen table where they often took their meals. Karen had fixed a simple but tasty meal during which both had tried to start a conversation but neither knew how to begin.

“Look,” said Roger, deciding they had to start somewhere, “I guess I felt hurt and jealous to see you strip like that then let him take you that way.”

“I was only doing what I thought you wanted.”

“WANTED?”

“I mean for the Vice Presidency.”

“But you could have stopped him. All you had to say was no.”

“And you could have done the same. I kept waiting for you to step in and declare that the VP position was just not worth the degradation he was putting me through.”

“But, yes there were times when you seemed distressed, but then there were other times you seemed to really enjoy it. You did have multiple orgasms. We both know you weren’t faking.”

“I won’t lie and tell you he isn’t a great lover. Yes, he’s handsome and virile and most of all experienced. He’s knows how to ... to...”

“How to bring you off?” Roger finished it for her.

“Crudely put, but yes. He knows positions and angles of entry and rhythms ... and then there’s Rosaline.” Karen’s eyes gleamed with the memory of last night’s tryst with the CEO and his wife. “I could lie to you and say I hated every minute it, but the truth is, when the two of them teamed up on me I experienced things, had things done to me ... and did things in return, that I never in my wildest dreams would have believed possible.”

“Okay, I get it. They both know their way around the bedroom. But you can’t fault me for being jealous of my own wife...”

“I don’t fault you for being jealous. I would hope you were. I know I would be if you were making love to another women in front of me and then spent the night with her. What hurts is that you wanted that VP position so badly you would sit there and let him take me...”

“Because I thought you wanted him to. I knew you were uncomfortable stripping like that in front of the three of us. But once he began to touch you it seemed the resistance just went out of you. You really got into it.”

“Because I thought it was what you wanted.”

Roger shook his head slowly while Karen also seemed to come to a realization.

“Was last night ... instructive?” He asked gently.

“Was it ever,” she replied. “I learned a lot of things we can try that I know you’re going to enjoy.”

“Do you want to continue? I can still back out on the VP.”

“Why quit now?”She asked resignedly, “I’m already damaged goods.”

“Don’t talk like that. I love you more than anything!”

“But if I can learn more about pleasing you AND help you get the Vice Presidency why shouldn’t I?”

“Just don’t enjoy it too much,” he joked, the atmosphere easing a bit.

“And what about you? I’m sure that some of the female execs may spend their bonus with you as their paramour.”

“Not likely but ... how will you feel about me spending the night with another woman?”

“I have to admit I’m not crazy about the idea, but I’m hardly in a position to be jealous if I am doing the same thing. I guess the question is, can each of us live with it in order to get you the Vice Presidency?”

“Okay,” asked Roger, “bottom line ... based on last night, do you want to continue?”

“I ... yes ... I think so. “I’ll learn a lot about bringing us both pleasure in the bedroom and help you acquire something you’ve always wanted.”

“Alright then,” smiled Roger, “why don’t we begin by you showing me some fo those techniques you learned last night?”

Karen took his hand and began leading him to the bedroom.

“They say makeup sex is the best kind,” she said smiling.