Taken by a New Lover

by Thomas Henry

  I expected her to take a nap, but after only a short while, she looked at her watch and got up. She took off my shirt and put on her own clothes. She looked around as if checking to see that everything was in its place. Then she trotted down the stairs and raised the rollup door. She backed her car out, and the door lowered. She must have closed it with the remote in her car.

  I watched the motionless computer monitors for another minute or so before I realized that Karen had forgotten to set the alarm, which would have turned them off. So the cameras continued to record until they ran out of disc space. I was heartbroken when I realized that there was no video of Karen with me last night.

  * * * *

  A few days later, I was waiting for Karen at my man-cave. She was late, and I was a little anxious. I had tried calling her cell phone several times, but it always went straight to voice mail. I had left a message, but she hadn’t called back. I thought maybe her battery was dead or her phone was turned off.

  We were planning to go out to dinner and then spend the night together for what probably would be the last time in the foreseeable future. Ted’s ship was due in soon, and I figured she’d have her hands…and pussy…full with her husband for some time after he got home.

  I hadn’t seen her since I had watched the video of her with Bill, and with Ted due home, I had no idea when I might see her again, so I was looking forward to us spending the night together. But she was late, and I couldn’t get in touch with her. I tried not to think about it, but I was a little worried that something might have happened to her…perhaps a car accident or something like that.

  I tried her cell again. I was surprised when it didn’t go straight to voice mail. It rang three times, and then she answered, “Hi! Sorry, I’m running a little late, but I’ll be there in half an hour or so. Why don’t you just order a pizza, and we can stay in and watch a movie or something?”

  “Okay, I’ll do that. So why…” I was about to ask why I hadn’t been able to get in touch with her, but she ended the call before I got a chance. I was dumbfounded that she had hung up on me. But then I thought maybe it was just because she was driving and didn’t want the distraction of talking on the phone at the same time. Or maybe she had been illegally holding the phone to her ear as she drove and didn’t want to get a ticket.

  I was standing in the doorway paying the pizza guy when Karen arrived. She touched her remote and raised the rollup door. She pulled her car inside the building, and as the door was coming down again, she hopped out and rushed over to me. She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Her shirt was damp with perspiration, and she seemed a bit disheveled.

  I balanced the pizza on one hand while she gave me a quick hug and kiss. “Let’s eat while it’s hot,” she said. “I’m famished.” I studied the sway of her butt as I followed her up the stairs. You could say I was famished, too.

  I set the pizza on my desk and rounded up some napkins while Karen got a couple of cold Coronas from the refrigerator. We each took a slice and then sat down together on the sofa.

  Neither of us said anything for a while. I was waiting for her to offer some explanation for why she was late and why I wasn’t able to get hold of her on the phone. But Karen was busy eating and said nothing about those things.

  She quickly finished off her first slice. She took a swig of her beer and commented on how the pizza really hit the spot. When she started right in on another slice, I got the sense that she was avoiding telling me why she was late. I decided not to press the issue just yet, but I had the feeling that she was keeping something from me.

  When we were pretty much done eating, I asked, “So you wanted to watch a movie?”

  “Yeah…I thought we could snuggle up in bed and watch something romantic.”

  I instantly thought about showing her the video of her with Bill. But I quickly decided that would be a bad idea. I had no idea how she might react to my having spied on them, and I wasn’t going to jeopardize my last night with her to find out. “I guess we could get something on Netflix,” I said. “Any idea what you’d like to watch?”

  “I dunno. Why don’t you look for something while I freshen up.”

  I wasn’t sure what all was involved in “freshening up.” We usually showered together before going to bed, so I assumed she meant she needed to relieve herself, and wanted some privacy.

  I spent a few minutes looking at Netflix offerings, but didn’t find anything that spoke to me. I figured I’d let Karen decide when she got done “freshening up.”

  I heard the toilet flush, and a few seconds later, the shower came on. It struck me as odd that Karen would shower alone, inasmuch as we virtually always showered together. I slipped into the bedroom and peeked in the bathroom door. Karen’s clothes were in a pile near the toilet. She had her back to me, adjusting the water temperature before getting under the showerhead.

  I quickly peeled off my clothes and dropped them on the bedroom floor. Karen was under the shower, letting the hot water stream down her body when I stepped up behind her and put my arms around her. She jumped. “Oh! You startled me! I didn’t hear you.”

  “Just thought you might need someone to wash your…um…back.”

  Karen turned and put her arms around my neck and pressed her body against me. “I was just going to rinse off, you know. I was all sweaty…”

  “Well, let me give you a hand. Make sure you don’t miss a spot.”

  I picked up the handheld shower head and trained the spray of water on her back. Her breasts were still pressed against my chest. After I thoroughly rinsed off her backside, I turned her around. I directed the water onto her breasts as I “washed” them with my free hand. Then I slid my hand down to her pussy. She started to back away from my touch, but her butt bumped into me. I slipped my fingers between her folds and discovered what she had been keeping from me. She was very wet. It clearly was much more than her own lubrication. I lifted my fingers to my nose. Semen. The unmistakable smell of semen. Karen had been fucking someone else before she came to see me.

  My first thought was that Ted’s ship must have come in earlier than expected. But then I realized it couldn’t have been Ted. She wouldn’t have left him to be with me on his first day back.

  Karen turned around to face me. She put her hands on my shoulders and pressed her forehead against my chest. I was still holding the showerhead with one hand, and I used the other to lift her chin. “Tell, me,” I said.

  Her eyes flickered to mine and then settled on my chest. “Bill wanted to see me again before Ted came home, because, you know…Ted doesn’t know about him, and I don’t know if… Well, anyway, Bill and I were supposed to go to lunch. I went to meet him at his place… And, well, we never made it to lunch. And, I guess he kinda wore me out. I fell asleep…and when I woke up it was really late and I was supposed to be here already, so I threw on my clothes and…well, I guess you know the rest.”

  She put her arms around me and pressed her body against me again, her face pressed against my chest. I took a deep breath. My stomach was churning. I had been looking forward to a passionate night with her, but it seemed she had spent herself with another man. I felt betrayed, but I supposed I had only myself to blame. I had made it possible for Bill to seduce her in the first place.

  I thought about what Marilyn had said. Not Bill, silly. You. She’s in love with you… I think she knows she’s gotten too attached to you, so going to bed with another man helps her to break that emotional bond.

  I recognized that that might be a valid explanation. In a way, I had done the same thing. I had had many women over the years since I lost Rachel. Having woman after woman had been my way of trying to cope with losing her. I had looked and looked for another woman who could replace Rachel in my heart and soul. A woman who could make me forget about Rachel. I had never found such a woman, but it wasn’t for lack of looking.

  But in a sense, I finally had found her. Karen was that woman. Only she hadn’t exactly replaced Rachel. She hadn’t m
ade me forget Rachel. She had become a modern-day embodiment of Rachel. Karen hadn’t made me forget Rachel. She had brought Rachel back to me.

  And then I had an epiphany. From the beginning, I knew that, like the real Rachel, Karen would leave me. Sooner or later, Ted would be transferred, and Karen would be gone. So maybe watching her with other men was my way of desensitizing myself to the pain that day would bring.

  So Karen was fucking Bill to protect herself from me, and I was letting him fuck her to protect myself from her. The truth, maybe. But not the whole truth. The rest of the truth was that Karen enjoyed fucking Bill…and that was a huge turn-on for me.

  “What are you thinking about?” Karen asked.

  I couldn’t think of a lucid reply.

  “Are you upset with me?” She kissed my cheek. “Please don’t be upset with me…not tonight.”

  I hugged her. “I’m not upset with you. Maybe just a little jealous…”

  Karen slipped a hand down between us. “And maybe just a little turned on?”

  Until she grasped my penis, I hadn’t realized that I was hard.

  “So, do you want to fuck me, too? Sloppy seconds?”

  “I have a better idea,” I said. “How about if I give you a thorough washing and then make love to you?”

  Karen flung her arms around my neck and pressed her body against me. “Oh, yes…yes...”

  The washing was soapy and thorough. The loving was slow and tender, and when I finally filled her with my semen, she trembled and clung to me with tears rolling down her cheeks. I thought I heard her whisper, “I love you,” but I wasn’t sure if it was just my imagination. I choked back my impulse to tell her I loved her. What good could it do? And would I be saying it to her…or to Rachel?

  Karen lay on top of me with my semi-erect cock still inside her. We kissed and caressed. I was completely content…but still curious. “So what was wrong with your cell phone when I tried to call you this evening?”

  “Oh…Bill turned our phones off. You know, so we wouldn’t be disturbed. I guess we both were thinking that it might be our last time together.”

  “So you could make the most of the afternoon…”

  “Well, he asked me to stay the night with him, but…”

  “He really rings your chimes, doesn’t he.”

  Karen nodded and put her lips next to my ear. “Yeah, he’s something else. And you know what they say. Once you go black, you never go back.”

  “And yet, here you are.”

  “And yet, here I am.”

  I wrapped her in my arms and gave her a deep kiss. I hugged her and said, “You belong to me.”

  After an uncomfortable pause, Karen murmured, “Mmmm…well…”

  My heart skipped a beat. “Well?” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

  Karen hugged me and put her lips to my ear again. “Well,” she whispered. “My heart belongs to you…” She gave her butt an exaggerated wiggle. “But my ass seems to be up for grabs.”

  THE END

  I hope you enjoyed reading this fifth book in the Temporarily Mine Series. If you haven’t yet done so, check out the first four books:

  While Her Husband Watches (Temporarily Mine 1)

  Ted wants me to have sex with Karen while he watches. After a first failed attempt, Karen and I get together without Ted, and the sparks fly. Then the three of us get together for an unforgettable night.

  Under My Dominion (Temporarily Mine 2)

  Karen fulfilled one of her husband’s fantasies by having sex with me while he watched. Now Ted has a new fantasy. He wants Karen to take on both of us in a double-penetration. Karen is willing to give it a try, but first she wants me to teach her how to do anal sex. I’m willing because, well, what man wouldn’t be? Besides, Karen and I have a thing going that neither of us wants to let go.

  Quid Pro Quo – A Full-Swap Foursome (Temporarily Mine 3)

  Mai is back in town, and I’m supposed to stop seeing Karen. Mai accepts that I sometimes have sex with other women while she is away on one of her extended visits with her family in Southeast Asia. She says that it’s “her fault” because she’s not here to “take care” of me. But she figures that, when she’s in town, I shouldn’t be having sex with other women.

  So, now that Mai is back, I’m supposed to let Karen go. But I don’t want to do that, and I know that Ted is lusting after Mai, so I decide that the only reasonable thing to do is to persuade Mai to join us in a full-swap foursome. Not only does she agree to have sex with Ted, but she astonishes us all by seducing Karen as well.

  Her Bachelor Party Fantasy (Temporarily Mine 4)

  Karen wants to tag along with me while I visit a few strip clubs to recruit some dancers for a bachelor party. She says she always has been curious about strip clubs, but her husband refuses to take her to one.

  Karen’s desire to accompany me seems harmless enough, but I am hesitant to take her to the raunchy places where I’m likely to find the type of entertainers I need. So, I decide to initiate her by taking her to a relatively tame “gentlemen’s club” in Waikiki. When that goes well, I resolve to take the plunge and take Karen to where the real action is on Keeaumoku Street.

  After meeting a couple of the strippers and watching them perform, Karen announces that she wants to be one of the entertainers at the bachelor party. I have my reservations, and I try to warn her about the kinds of things strippers are expected to do at bachelor parties. But she persists, and with the coaching of the other dancers, Karen steals the show and ends up being the prize in a high-stakes poker game.

  In addition to the Temporarily Mine Series, I have several other books available on Amazon right now:

  Seduced By My Neighbor’s Teenage Daughter (Temptation Is a Wonderful Thing 1)

  In this first book of a new series, gorgeous 18-year-old Heather and her mother just moved in next door. Amanda is about my age and beautiful as well.

  So far as I can see, Amanda doesn't have a man in her life, and Mai is away on one of her extended trips to Southeast Asia, so I'm tempted to make a pass at her. I manage to resist out of concern about what might happen when Mai returns. But then one night I come home late to find Heather and her boyfriend skinny-dipping in my pool. Before I realize what's happening, it's Heather who ends up seducing me.

  Devil’s Threesome

  Mai tries to make me jealous by having sex with Bill. When that doesn’t work, she invites me to have a threesome with them, hoping that actually seeing her with him will get to me. But both Bill and I are annoyed by her attempts to manipulate us, so we conspire to give her as much as she can handle.

  Virgin Whore

  Yong tells me she is a recently divorced housewife who just turned to prostitution to support herself and her children. Being her first customer is my good fortune because she gives me the real girlfriend experience.

  A Wet Dream Cum True

  Back when I was an inexperienced nineteen-year-old, I met Dawn, a gorgeous and worldly 23-year-old former Playboy Bunny who was on the rebound from a broken engagement. In one magic night, she introduced me to real sex in what can be described only as a wet dream cum true.

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  In an indirect way, I’m here as a writer of erotica because I’m a fan of the late Robert B. Parker. In particular, I admire his character development and dialog skills. As part of my effort to learn the craft of writing, I decided to read the many novels in his Spenser series, in chronological sequence, so that I could study how his skills evolved over the years.

  I was searching Amazon.com for one of his novels, Now and Then, when I discovered John Locke’s similarly titled novel Now & Then. I thus was introduced to the zany world of Donovan Creed, and I came to learn of Mr. Locke’s impressive self-published e-book success. Shortly thereafter, I happened to read a magazine article about the self-published e-book success of Amanda Hocking. These two authors opened my eyes to the potential of self-publishing for the Kindle.

  A bit later,
I was perusing the Kindle bestseller list, following the rankings Mr. Locke’s books, when I stumbled on Selena Kitt’s Babysitting the Baumgartners, which became my introduction to the world of e-book erotica. And then, of course, I found E L James and her Fifty Shades of Grey, which took BSDM mainstream, much as Deep Throat took porn movies mainstream back in the early ‘70s.

  About a decade ago, I wrote several stories based on some of my own erotic exploits. I wrote them more for the writing practice and concomitant stimulation than with the intention of publishing them. But after discovering the world of e-book erotica, I decided to dust them off and offer them for others to experience. Once I got started updating the few stories I had written years ago, I began adding to the collection.

  Some of my stories are purely imaginary, and some were inspired by real-life experiences. I’ll leave it to the reader to try to discern which are which. As the saying goes, however, truth can be stranger than fiction. Where the stories were inspired by real experiences, I have changed names, places, and other details sufficiently to protect the privacy of others involved.

  I moved to Hawaii as an adolescent and have lived here ever since. And that is why, even though location often isn’t particularly important for my stories, most of them take place here.

  For more of my stories, visit my website at http://www.thomashenryauthor.com or my author’s page on Amazon.com at http://www.amazon.com/author/thomashenry.

  If you would like to contact me directly, please email me at thomas@thomashenryauthor.com. I’d love to hear from you.