The next morning I awake pretty early, my head is a bit fuzzy, didn't sleep all to well. I felt guilty sending Sandra inappropriate messages but also coming to the realisation that Karen doesn't want the relationship anymore.
I grab a shower, before heading downstairs I poke my head in on Karen, you okay? I get a fairly muffled response. She's hanging...
I make a fresh press of coffee and have some toast. Maybe the smell will wake Karen from her slumber and I might be able to make some sense of what's going on. I finish my coffee and pour one for Karen and take it up to her.
Here you go this should help you out, Karen pulled herself up on the bed sat up and proclaimed she indeed felt very rotten this morning, I was about to leave the bedroom when she said, thank you...your too nice. I replied no problem.
As I went back downstairs and made a start on the housework I could help but think what did she mean...did she not want this anymore because I was too nice? Is that even a thing?
Ping, message from Sandra.
Hey, I'm sorry for the messages sent and my actions last night, totally inappropriate and wrong. Please delete them and I totally understand if you don't want to talk about it again.
I replied.
Hey, it's not all you it takes 2 to tango and I'm just as at fault for the inappropriate messages. Consider them deleted. But obviously your safe to keep mine. With a winking face...sent
Now I know I should have shut the whole thing down, but I didn't mind Sandra having my video. After all it was for her.
Ping, thanks for understanding and we will keep it normal for now winking smiley. BTW, I loved seeing your reaction video. I'll keep it safe.
I smiled to myself that Sandra was definitely keen to continue but also had to be careful. It was a big confidence boost if nothing else. I then proceeded to remove all evidence of our interactions, I didn't want anything to cloud my judgement or cause us any headaches.
Shortly after Karen came down from her slumber, I was halfway through the house chores.
"Mike, why are you like this?"
Like what?
"Well you don't have to do this on your own I can help"
Well you were in bed and I thought I'd make a start at least.
"I ment what I said earlier, your too nice for me" I turnt around straight away and asked what she ment...for you I said. I had jitters in my voice I knew where she was going with this. I had all morning to think about it.
"I'm sorry Mike but I need to tell you, I'm not who I thought I was, I need to have to work for things, feel like I have a role, not be given everything I could ever want without earning it. Your too nice and feel like we are not on the same path anymore"
Right at this moment, I wasn't sure where my head was, I knew in my head that our relationship wasn't right, no intimacy no contact felt like house mates rather than husband and wife. I felt upset but also bitter because it wasn't for my lack of trying. Did I try to give too much to get things to work? Which in turn went against me?
I asked if there was someone else...no she replied, but I wasn't going to question the messages just yet. I'll keep that under my hat until required.
Days passed and the mood in the house didn't get any better. I was sleeping in the spare room and there was little interaction. However I kind of felt a sense of freedom. No longer did I feel the need to try to please all the time, night times I didn't have to do back tickles and foot rubs to try and get a reward. I would go to bed, and if I felt horny have a wank and go to sleep without feeling too dejected.
The weekend was looming. Karen was going away for a hen weekend. Perfect I thought the house to myself to do exactly as I pleased.
Saturday morning came and Karen's friend had arrived to pick her up. I answered the door. Hey Lucy you alright? Yeh how are you? I could sense her question was weighted more then usual, I replied I was doing alright. Without going into any details...Lucy replied "well I hope you are, Karen's being very silly, she doesn't know what she's got" Lucy smiled and I thanked her just as Karen was coming downstairs...what are you 2 gossiping about I said I'd come right out. Lucy rolled her eyes and said come on then let's hit the road. Karen picked up her bags and said any emergencies call me, see you Monday evening...take care. And you I replied. There was no emotions there, felt like the last goodbye.
I went to the frontroom sat on the sofa whacked the telly on and spent a moment to just sit,relax,collect my thoughts. It was the middle of February and very cold outside, heavy dark clouds looking rather plump, within 10 minutes of watching telly it had began snowing...after a couple hours of snowfall it had stopped there was a good few cms which had settled. I put my coat on and went outside to have a browse.
Outside we had a patio and glass table it was covered, I swiped my hands across the snow and bunched it up together, my inner child enjoying itself. I pushed the snow together and made a giant penis, yes I'm immature sometimes but it made me laugh, it stood at least 2ft tall nice and girthy and a good set of balls. Proud of my masterpiece I returned to the house chuckling to myself.
Later that evening after having dinner my phone pinged. This time a picture message from an unknown number.
I open the message and it was a picture of the snow cock. It was from Sandra next door.
'Hey, hope you don't mind but I was just admiring your work of art outside, you've got a great eye for detail ?? '
I instantly smiled, and responded well I may have modeled it on something. Would make your eyes water wouldn't it.
Certainly would, sorry for messaging out of the blue but your mum told me your situation, I didn't want to intrude but I found your snow cock amusing, here if you wanna chat. Sandra's words were always nice and of a pleasant nature.
Don't worry, I'm fine, thank you for dropping me a message and I may have to take you up on the chat soon. X
With Karen gone foe the weekend and clearly no way back the attention from Sandra was very much well received.
I grabbed a bottle of red out the cupboard poured a glass and went to the front room to enjoy a glass with a film.
30 mins into the film it wasn't getting any better, I was doom scrolling on socials and not feeling the film.
I grabbed my phone and took a picture of the bottle of red and sent it to Sandra,
'Fancy joining for a glass or 2, could do with the company?'
Sure replied Sandra, let me spruce myself up and ill be over, you don't wanna see me in pj's and no make up.'
The fact of the matter was, Sandra was very pretty and didn't need any makeup.
I replied to her message, see you in 2 minutes then as your only next door and don't need any make up, your lovely just the way you are.
30 mins past before I had a knock at the door. Obviously it was Sandra, my heart was pounding, I invited her in and she stepped in and gave me a massive hug and kissed my cheek.
She looked incredible! Her hair was long blonde with loose curls, piercing blue eyes with long lashes, lips freshy applied with lipstick and make up on point. She looked gorgeous. But that doesn't come close to what she was wearing. I've previously mentioned about seeing Sandra in her black satin nightie. But this time it was close up and in person, she had a silk dressing gown wrapped around her and Slippers.
Sandra apologised for being in her evening attire but said she had to put a bit of slap on. That's why she took as long as she did.
I said she shouldn't worry and it's not as if you need going out clothes on, it's only next door and you should feel at home. I grabbed the bottle of wine and poured her a glass and we took it to the frontroom.
We chatted about alot of things over our glasses of wine, past times, present things, relationships etc. It was a lovely time. Both feeling completely at ease with oneanother. Sandra mentioned about how stupid Karen was being but I replied with the fact I had come to terms with the situation.
We continued to chat until we finished the bottle of red. Do you want another, why not, we've got all night to put the world to rights Sandra replied.
We went downstairs opened the next bottle and poured another glass each. Whilst downstairs and waiting for her glass Sandra turnt the garden light on and opened the patio doors and stepped outside. Hey Mike look, your cocks gone all soft. Laughing...I stepped out and replied Obviously nothing exciting going on.
We stood outside looking at the clear sky and the remaining snow. Brr its still chilly Sandra exclaimed, without thinking I put my hands around her from beind and wrapped her up tight. I nustled my head on her shoulder, I was pressed up against her whilst still looking at the sky. I brushed Sandra's golden locks from her shoulder and kissed her neck, she moaned in a soothing tone. I continued to kiss her shoulders up her neck and to her cheek. I could feel Sandra leaning into me, pushing her ass up against me and our bodies pushing firmer together. She turnt around and kissed me back. Lovely a plump kiss square on the lips and asked to go inside.
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great stuff. Glad you’re back OP
