Molly and Claire had liked the idea, at first. But soon enough they had become bored… and horny. Their husbands still worked in the city and often had to stay overnight entertaining a client or doing a rush job on some project or other. This frustrated both women. They did not like to sleep alone and they both liked to get fucked at least once a day.

Claire said, "I almost got laid yesterday."

Molly looked interested. "Really?" she said.

Claire shrugged. She said, "I've never actually been unfaithful to Harry. I never felt the need to, when he was home every night. But out here in the boondocks…"

"Who was he?" Molly asked.

"Well, it was Mike Rowley."

Mike Rowley had done some of the work in modernizing both of the women's farmhouses and still did odd jobs for them.

"Mike, eh? That's interesting," Molly said. "He's a good-looking guy." She leaned forward. "How far did you go?"

Claire sipped some coffee, then said, "Not very far. But I was awful tempted. I was flirting with him and he kissed me and… well, I let him squeeze my tits and…" She blushed slightly. "And I rubbed his cock, through his pants. He's got a real big prick, by the way. It was really turning me on to play with it. But I didn't really want to cheat on Harry, and I was afraid that Mike might talk, too. Boast about it, you know? So I made him stop. Mike wasn't very happy about it. He called me a cock-teaser."

"You can't blame him, huh?"

"If I'd played with his prick any longer, I just wouldn't have been able to stop myself from fucking him… or sucking him off. Or if I'd let him get his hand on my hot cunt – ohhh! Maybe I should have fucked him, I don't know. I guess it wouldn't have done any harm, as long as Harry never found out about it. Just once, you know… not a love affair or anything, nothing with emotional entanglements or obligations." She grinned. "Just a good, physical fuck."