Chapter 3

Friday eventually came. We were both wrecks, not having much sleep, etc. One thing Annie thought of that I hadn’t. What if George showed up in his barn clothes? Annie refused to come on to him if he did. I was all for her refusal on this, because he is awful strong when he appears clothed like that. You don’t even want him in for coffee. Usually he does clean up when he has his time off. There are just so damn many uncertainties in setting something up. I’m sure there will be a glitch in this somewhere.

Annie had her new outfit. She found a women’s apparel boutique and picked out a fabulous set of underwear. The bra was a push-up just as I suggested. It was rose colored, trimmed around the top with gold lace. The panties trimmed the same to match. She could only model them for me a few minutes, before I had them off. She was so damned hot in them! And that bra! Men may go for younger women, but for me, Annie is the ultimate! This was one of the reasons we were both wrecks. I still couldn’t perform, but it wasn’t from lack of trying on my part, or hers either.

We were all set finally! I was ready to go down cellar. I had contacted my brother so I was sure he wouldn’t inadvertently show up to spoil Annie’s excuse why I wasn’t home. Annie changed into a pale pink, scoop necked blouse. She had on a pair of black slacks that showed off her buns to the best advantage. She looked like she was ready to go out to a fancy restaurant. This was her story for being dressed up, and when my brother called and said he needed me, left. She was going to act pissed at me for going and spoiling our plans. Should work!

Two o’clock came. This is when George often shows up. Sometimes later, but that is his usual time. Three o’clock came and still no George. I said to Annie, “I guess we will have to put this off until Sunday, as it looks like he isn’t coming.”

“Jimmy, I can’t take another couple of days of this. Let’s forget the whole thing. We’ve tried sex since we started this and that hasn’t changed for the better or worse. You worry too much about me not satisfied. I love you and why we thought we should change is beyond me.”

I could see she meant all of this, but I could also see that she was disappointed. Hell, I was as disappointed as she was. I was primed up and had suppressed my jealousy. Maybe I was disappointed because I had made these great plans and then nothing. Besides the voyeur in me wanted to see or hear Annie in action.

I said, “Okay, I know how you feel and I feel the same way.” Tears were in her eyes. “I still think it was a great plan. We’ll forget it for now. We sure have been sexed up this week. Seeing you in the new outfit does wonders for me.” Trying to make her feel better, I said, “Why don’t we go out tonight and show it off. It seems to me that everything is coming up roses, as in rose colored bras.”

She punched me and grinned, “Your jokes are so bad.”

I turned and headed for the bedroom saying, “I’m going to lie down.” I left Annie sitting at the kitchen table with tears in her eyes.