Three Times a Lady: Book 3

I loved my job, and I loved the financial rewards it brought. But what I didn’t love was the strains it had put on my marriage for most of the last year.

Three weeks in four, I’d been away from my wife Lizzy and the rest of our family. How the hell are you meant to be a good husband and father when, for most of the time, there’s a nine-thousand-mile gap between you?!

A gap not made easier by the fact that my beloved Lizzy had always been a highly passionate woman! Asking her to cross her legs and wait would have been just asking for trouble…

So, the answer we’d settled on was for Lizzy and me to try out my longtime fantasy – to let her be intimate with other men. A plan we’d intended to try out carefully and slowly … an intention that had lasted all of five minutes!

Lizzy hadn’t just ended up being bedded by one lover, but by two! Two men who couldn’t have been more different. An aging but still charismatic popstar and a troublemaking retired Marine. The only things the two of them had in common were that neither of them would ever see sixty again, and that nature had blessed both of them with exceptionally large cocks!

I won’t re-hash all the details, but what started well soon ended up causing major problems. Lover number two may have been off the scene, but the aging crooner had promptly fallen in love with Lizzy. Deciding he wanted to do her the honor of making her the seventh Mrs. Simon Hadon. A prospect that would have been funny if it wasn’t for the fact of the feelings and love Lizzy felt for him after all their months as lovers.

Our marriage had survived, but not without pain and turmoil.

Things were now back on a sort of even keel. But as we entered Fall and I was still away from home so much, I couldn’t help but wonder how as a couple we were going to meet Lizzy’s needs for ‘companionship’.