The Blue Robe, Part One

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Room 501

Tess was standing at the window of her second story artists loft. She was a married artist trying to make it in the art world. Wearing a blue robe decorated with Chinese style patterns, she remembered the night before. Her lover had left the robe. She could smell his scent and his aftershave lingered. Foremost in her mind was his soft kisses and his hard dick. She had made him number 1 one her speed dial since his departure. She punched one and send. “Hi, Baby. Am I interrupting?”

“No. Today is pretty quiet but the rest of the week is pretty full. How's my girl?”

“Am I. . .Am I really your girl?”

“You tell me.”

“Oh, yes, Baby! Thoroughly.” she said feeling like a teenager again in the midst of a hopeless crush. “Last night was completely awesome. Can you come by the loft tonight?”

“Sure. About seven?”

It started one rather ordinary day. He was the computer consultant who fixed the computer problems of the company she worked for at the rate of a thousand dollars an hour.

One day the computer was down and the boss, Harry, said, “I'm real busy right now. Tess, you show Jack what the problem is.”

“Looks like we better get to work, Tess. Show me to the problem.”
Once he knew the problem, it was an easy fix. He fixed it with a few keystrokes and a pushed a couple buttons and the machine was up and running again. “Voila!” he announced. “Let's go see Harry.”

“You are good to go, Harry.”

Across his desk, Harry handed Jack a check, “As agreed,” he said and started to get up.

“I can show him out,” Tess said.

“Fine then.”

By the way, Harry, when it comes time to replace your computers, talk to me and not Dale. I'll get you something that doesn't go off line so often and if you need me again, I want to work with Tess. She was a lot of help.”

They left the office and, once out of earshot, she said, “How could I be a lot of help. I didn't do anything but watch!”

“That's not what its about. In the time we've known each other, you're only the second married woman I've wanted to be with and I'd like a date sometime.” Long ago, he recognized that she was a special lady and stuck in a less than exciting situation. If he knew the whole truth, he would know she was one of those wives who had never had an orgasm with her husband. For her part she had it in her head that this man could get her that long awaited climax.

“But I'm married. . .”

I saw your ring and I don't care. If you change your mind, maybe then.”

“I didn't mean it like that. I just meant I'll have to find the time for our date. Do you have a piece of paper?” He took out a pocket size note pad for her to use and she scribbled a few words in it.”Here. I have a loft where I do my artwork at 8th and Front street. Get there and look for the only building with stairs on the outside. I'll be there at 7. Be there and you'll have your chance at it with me.”

He walked away with a renewed spring in his step and a smile on his face. “See ya' at 7. 





Submitted: July 23, 2020

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And when Jack showed up he brought a Kimono? Interesting.
That's a whopping fee for computer work, a grand an hour. Wow.
You certainly have a different approach to this story, the way you start from the end and work backwards.

Sat, July 25th, 2020 2:21am

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