Shared Wife Annabelle: Nature's Game (Full Service Book 1) Page 26

  Annabelle has shifts each day all week. The day after Luke left he returned and got a few things from his garage including the photograph of Annabelle he kept on his desk. On the Wednesday she had arrived home to find the rubbish bins set by the road ready for collection. On the Thursday she pulls up in the driveway to find the bins back in place around the side of the house and the lawns freshly mown.

  She drops her shoulder bag on the lounge and takes out her phone. There are still no messages from Luke but she types another one anyway.

  Annabelle: I love you and miss you Luke. Please come home.

  For the first few days she had been calling frequently and leaving long messages of explanation. She would try calling again after dinner, but she’s resigned to the fact her husband needs his space for a while. He left a note after collecting his things that first day. He’s staying at his buddy’s house in a caravan. Annabelle has decided there’s no need to worry too much unless he moves somewhere more permanent.

  She sniffles as she eats, sitting across the corner of the table from Luke’s empty chair.

  Chapter 33

  Luke rolls quietly into his usual parking place. It’s just gone dark, so he can’t be seen. He’s parked on the opposite side of the soccer field that is across the road from his house. He can clearly see his front porch and the dimly lit lounge room windows. Hedges conceal his driveway but he drove by on his way to his nightly vigil to check that there were no cars parked there – in particular a deep blue sports sedan – the car he has been sitting there with a twisted gut watching for every night.

  He sits there for over three hours until the lounge room light is turned off and the house settles in darkness. A few nights ago he saw Annabelle come outside and walk to the post box and back. He has seen no activity at his house other than that all week so far.

  Saturday is a problem for Luke. He’s got the whole day to spare but wants to do nothing other than spy on Annabelle. He helps his buddy Frank with a few chores in the morning. Frank owns a small farm on the edge of the suburbs. Luke is using his caravan parked there but needs to find something else because the van is booked for some visiting relatives soon.

  In the afternoon, Luke does a drive-by of the only two affordable rental properties he has found in the area so far. The first is a half house with grass growing up over the fences and a partially stripped car jacked up on blocks in the driveway. The second property is a cute little granny flat converted from a garage of a house that looks just like his own.

  He drives off with zero desire to live in some family’s back yard, and he fills the afternoon at his current job site, getting ahead with the work he has planned for the next week.

  At dusk Luke pulls into his parking spot at the soccer field and sits for another three hours watching his house. Again there is no activity at all, other than the light from the lounge room window. Just after 10pm the curtain moves and Annabelle appears looking out. Luke has binoculars. He can see her face clearly and his heart thumps. She looks down at her hand then lifts her phone to her ear. Luke’s phone jingles and startles him. He picks it up. It’s Annabelle calling. She turns away from the window and the curtain closes.

  Luke answers the call. “Hey….” he says, his voice raspy and weak.

  “Luke?” Annabelle cries. “Oh my god, Luke!”

  “Yeah,” Luke clears his throat. “Hi, Annabelle.”

  She’s crying. “Oh my god thank you. Thank you for finally answering. I’ve been going crazy, Luke. It’s so great to hear your voice.”

  “I’m right here, Annabelle. I just can’t….”

  “Where? Where are you?”

  “I’m still staying at Frank’s place…. I’m trying to sort this out…. I still don’t know how to feel, Annabelle.” Luke huffs a ragged breath, choking up himself and suddenly relieved to be talking to his wife. “I’m so confused, baby. What you did is killing me inside but I still can’t help feeling fucking turned on as well.”

  Annabelle sniffs. “Me too, Luke. Me too exactly.”

  “It isn’t because of what you did, you know? Even though it’s probably why you ended up pregnant to the guy…. It’s not that. It’s just that you did it without me, and that kills. That’s so fucking hard to even think about, baby.”

  “I know, Luke…. I know I betrayed you…. I was just so out of my head. I can’t even imagine what I was thinking now. I can’t comprehend how I could have done that.”

  Luke swallows at the knot dissipating in his chest. “You already said all of that, Annabelle.”

  “Oh okay…. So you read my text? Have you been getting them?”

  “Of course I read your texts, baby. I love you. As if I’m not going to read them…. I just don’t know what to type back. You broke my heart.” Luke is choking up again.

  Annabelle resumes sobbing. “I broke my own heart too, Luke…. I’m so sorry for what I did.”

  Luke takes a moment. He’s poking at his steering wheel with his thumb. “So, how can I even be sure you won’t do it again, Annabelle? Have you seen Paul this last week? Have you been in contact with him – or what about that Ryan dude?”

  “What? Oh my god no! There’s no way I want anything to do with Paul – or Ryan for that matter. I’m not even going to talk to another man without my husband beside me in future. No one has tried to contact me, and I’m not taking any calls or texts anyway…. I didn’t even show up for my work drinks last night because some of the men from work were going to be there…. I want nothing to do with any other man unless it’s with you, Luke. Ever again!”

  “Yeah?” Luke replies hopefully.

  “Yes, Luke. I promise…. I’m so sorry for what I did to us.”

  Luke is still thumbing his steering wheel. “I saw you just now, you know?”

  “What? Just now? Where?” Annabelle asks excitedly.

  “At the window…. I’ve been watching.”

  “Oh my god – really?” The curtain moves and Annabelle appears. “Where are you? Are you still here?” She touches the window, peering from close to it.

  “I’m across the soccer field in the car park…. I’ve just been sitting here every night.”

  “Oh, Luke. Please come home. Please?”

  “I don’t know, Annabelle…. I just….” Luke suddenly twigs to something Annabelle said – to what she wrote in her first big long text and said again just now. “Fuck!”

  “What? What is it, Luke?” Annabelle implores. “What’s the matter?”

  “Baby, I just realized something…. I’ll be there in a minute… I’m the one who should be sorry for all of this, not you.”

  Chapter 34

  The call ends abruptly and Annabelle is left staring from her phone to the headlights that flash across the soccer field. The lights swing around and move quickly along the street and around the corner. She watches them flash between and behind houses then swing around the corner into her street. Luke’s truck lurches into the driveway and roars up to the house.

  He thrusts open the front door. She’s standing there in her nightie with her phone still in her hand. His face is bent in sorrow. He takes her into his arms and crushes her to his body.

  “Luke?”

  “I love you, baby,” he blurts and kisses her face and her eyes and her mouth. “Baby, I’ve been such a dick. This is all my fault. You’ve done nothing….” He breaks off to kiss her some more, wildly, clumsily.

  “But I….” Annabelle manages to get out before her lips are mashed again. “What are you talking about, Luke?”

  He leaves off mauling her and cuddles her tight. He’s breathing heavily but that slowly subsides. “I failed to take care of you, Annabelle. You actually were out of your head and I left you for him to take…. I should have been there to protect you.”

  “At work?” Annabelle asks confusedly.

  “I should never have let you go to work that next day – not in the state you were in…. Not after letting the guy kiss you and fuck you and make you all
beautiful and vulnerable the way you get…. He would only have had to look at you that next day at work and you would have melted and did anything he wanted…. Fuck – I should have known that!” Luke pulls back and hold’s Annabelle away to look at her. “Did you feel like you were in love with him?”

  Annabelle’s blush fills her entire body.

  “Yeah, of course you did,” her husband chastises himself and pulls her to his chest again. “Fuck. How could I be such an idiot?”

  Annabelle gulps. “But I didn’t really love him, Luke. It wasn’t real.”

  “I know, baby. Of course it wasn’t real…. I can see everything so clearly now…. It’s just the way you are – so beautifully responsive to that kind of affection…. It’s what I’ve always loved so much about you – how sweet and feminine and how tender you are…. I’ve been trying to figure out why I still get a fucking hard on thinking about Paul fucking you but it hurts so much to remember when you served him dinner there at the table. And it’s because he was getting some of that really beautiful part of you that comes in response to being made love to…. And to you it was making love, not just fucking. The whole thing was a kind of love making to you, wasn’t it, baby?”

  “I don’t know…. Something like that, I guess,” Annabelle agrees softly. “I just lost my head. I still can’t comprehend what I was thinking during or after any of it…. I can think clearly now and there’s no way I would be with Paul while you weren’t there.”

  “Yeah, because you’re not in that vulnerable state now, baby. You were in it all that next week though. I can see that now…. And that’s as long as he kept fucking you, isn’t it? Was it all that next week?”

  “Uh huh….” Annabelle utters. “He just kept fucking me whenever he wanted. And I knew it was wrong after each time but then he would just fuck me again.”

  “Yeah?” Luke breathes into her hair. “See now that just gets me so fucking hard.”

  Annabelle feels her husband’s cock against her pregnant belly. He moves her hair aside and kisses beside her ear.

  “Where did he fuck you, baby? Did he ever take you to his place or a hotel or anything?”

  “No…. It was in his office three different times, and here twice.”

  Luke gulps. “So, he had you in our bed again?”

  “Yeah, the first time was just there against the wall in the foyer because he was late for work and had to hurry. Then the last time he took me to our bed – which was so much like making love, Luke…. We were completely nude under the covers and he fucked me so nice and slow and deep….”

  Annabelle meets her husband’s kiss. His hand slips down over her baby bump and cups her pussy through her nightie. “Uhh..hhh..hh…” Annabelle moans into his mouth. “Mmm – he fucked me all through my most fertile time and kept my belly full of his sperm, Luke. I kept thinking how it was going to live inside me for five whole days, and he kept adding more and more every day anyway.”

  Luke breaks off kissing and looks at Annabelle’s face. “So, you knew you were ovulating and you were just submitting to him and letting him cum inside you…?” He nuzzles and kisses her softly. “You wanted him to get you pregnant, didn’t you, baby? You were hoping he would….”

  Annabelle swallows and nods. “Yes…. I wanted to be pregnant to him…. I can’t explain or even imagine why, Luke. But I was glowing inside that whole week, and even now I’m still so happy and content to be carrying his child….”

  *

  Luke enters Annabelle, holding one of her legs up and fucking her against the lounge room window. He pounds her into the curtain and cries out as he ejaculates – Annabelle having not reached her orgasm. He slumps against her. She holds him and rests her head against his neck.

  “Sorry, baby, I couldn’t stop….”

  “That’s okay…. It was nice,” Annabelle offers softly. “Come to bed? Make love to me?”

  “Yeah…. Just give me a few minutes, and I need a shower.” Luke draws Annabelle to his lap as he sits in his recliner.

  Annabelle cuddles to his neck and kisses him. “Are we really okay now?”

  “Baby, we are! We’re fine. Everything’s fine.” Luke strokes Annabelle’s hair and kisses her smile. “But next time we let some guy fuck you it’s going to be someone from out of town or something – someone who won’t be able to get to you afterwards until we decide.”

  “Uh huh,” Annabelle utters. “We could do it on vacation next time – maybe even meet someone online and have a weekend away.”

  “Hey, that’s a good idea. If we searched online we could make sure he’s a huge muscle dude for you and get to know him a bit with texting and that.”

  “Mmm yes please – really big muscles….”

  “Yeah….” Luke strokes Annabelle’s face. “We’ll just need to learn how to use that rhythm method properly and just let other men fuck you towards the end when it’s safer for them to cum in you.”

  “Mmm….” Annabelle moans into another kiss. “I can hardly wait now, and I have to have a baby and everything first.”

  Luke chuckles. “Well, yes – there is that…. But I think I know how we can do this much better next time, is all I’m really saying right now.”

  “Yeah, I know…. And I’m going to not lose my head next time.”

  “Hey – you don’t need to change a single thing, baby. That’s for me to worry about. Not you.”

  “Really?” Annabelle smiles into another kiss. “And do you know what else I think?”

  “What’s that…?”

  Annabelle leans close to whisper. “I think I want you to take me back to that glory hole again…. And maybe you could even to tell Mario to leave that light on so some other men will line up for a turn in my mouth.”

  “Aw fuck – really?”

  “Uh huh…. Wouldn’t you like to?........”

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  Hi there, thank you so much for reading the first of my new “Full Service” series. I hope you enjoyed sweet Annabelle. I think she was definitely the star in that one. Although Luke was fun to write too. This was the first time I’ve attempted such a lengthy erotic tale, but a lot happened there and I felt the pacing worked okay – plenty of action and hopefully an interesting development of the two main characters…. As I say, this is the first of the series. You can expect the next book to be released late June 2017. As with all of my series, every book is standalone and there will never be a cliff-hanger ending. The series title “Full Service” simply groups books with a common theme. Book 2 will feature a pretty brunette wife named Miranda. She’s pushing 30 and anxious to get started making babies, but her hubby is having some problems with his sperm count – and, well, I’m sure you can imagine what might happen. But we’ll have to wait and see how much of it is planned, how much is manipulated by others, and how this loving married couple deal with the whole situation…. Again though, thank you so much for picking up “Shared Wife Annabelle”. Please consider leaving a review if you enjoyed the read.

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