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so does he.”
    “You’re a lesbian?”
    “I’m bisexual, my dear and I just love sex. I don’t care who with.”
    “Wait… you want to have sex with me?”
    “Yes.”
    “I’ve only just met you and I’m not gay.”
    “Every woman is gay, Alex.”
    “No, pretty sure I’m not.”
    “I can convince you otherwise.” She placed a well-manicured hand on my leg. I jumped to my feet and moved away from her.
    “I think you should go. I’m sorry I slept with your husband and I promise I won’t do it anymore.”
    Candice stood and assessed me from across the room. She was standing with her legs slightly apart and her hands on her hips.
    “Fair enough. I’m sorry to have bothered you, Alex.”
    Candice left the house and I watched her walk down the driveway, slipping a little on the cobbles.
    “That was freakin’ weird,” I mumbled.

CHAPTER 6
    My heart ached for the rest of the day. My shoulders were around my ears with the stress and guilt of what had happened.
    I will confess, I had occasionally… okay, often… pictured Dan moving into my rambling old manor where we lived happily ever after. I was a closet sucker for romance. This revelation Candice’s existence had shot those dreams between the eyes.
    But what hurt more was that he’d lied to me. The man who’d effortlessly obtained multiple orgasms from me, had lied, even though by omission.
    But then, I couldn’t believe I hadn’t asked. Yet, would he have told me? “Yes, I’m married but I’m in an open arrangement and my wife and I regularly swap women?” I would have run the other direction.
    Problem was, I’d now had a taste of what really great sex is and my traitorous body wanted more. And more. Dammit, I still wanted him. Even with the wife, even with my values on relationship monogamy.
    I climbed into my gorgeous bed early that night, disappointed and aroused. Stupid me. But, I didn’t want to grab Mr BOB. I just wanted Dan again. Stupid Dan.
    The book I was trying to read was beside me; I’d read one page but was too distracted to concentrate. So I turned off the light and went to sleep.
     
    In my dreams, I was being kissed by a dark-haired stranger. I felt protected, loved and it was amazing. The stranger ran his tongue over my lips and I quivered and reached out. His hair felt so real, his lips so familiar… and then the dream ended.
    For a moment, the drowsiness lingered and I wondered what had awakened me when those lips pressed against mine again. I squeaked and he covered my mouth with his own. I tried to push away but his masterful touch took a second to weaken me and I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. He lifted the covers and slid under them with me, already naked and hard. I grabbed his dick, now so familiar, and he drew in a breath while reaching under my cami and fingering my breasts.
    Our tongues were dancing together and we rolled around on the bed feeling up each other. He pushed the covers back, now not needed from the heat we were generating, and he lapped at my breasts while pushing my underwear down my legs. His fingers slid into my vagina and he pleasured me briefly while biting my breasts. He came up to kiss me again while his fingers softly massaged my clit. I was moaning, it felt amazing and I was already getting close to orgasm. It surprised me just how wet and soft his fingers were…
    But one hand was on my belly, the other on the pillow beside my head…
    I broke off the kiss and looked down my body to see the silhouette of a head between my legs, a head with wavy brown hair. Candice.
    I jerked away from her but Dan held me still.
    “Wait, I don’t-”
    “Relax, Alex. Relax and enjoy it. There’s nothing wrong with this. Candice is amazing at giving head.”
    “But I’m not ga-”
    Dan was kissing me again, rubbing my breasts and using his skills to keep me in place. Candice hadn’t stopped during his comments and the pleasure from my clit was working its way through my head and