Beyond The Pale

I texted Kieran, who was away on yet another business trip. Somewhere between sexting and his request for nudes, I drifted off to sleep. I woke up to the touch of a pair of warm hands. I didn’t need to open my eyes to know whom they belonged to. ‘Pablo? Is that you?’ I murmured. ‘Good timing. My husband’s not home.’ That earned me a pinch on my cheek. I opened my eyes, grinned at Kieran. ‘What are you doing home so early?’ ‘It’s the middle of the night, honey.’ He was deftly peeling away my pyjama top and running his hands over my chest, lighting little fires on my skin. ‘You know what I mean.’ I tugged off the PJs. ‘The meetings went well. I thought I’d come home early to surprise my wife. Before some guy named Pablo snatched her away.’ He stroked my inner thigh. ‘Miss me?’ ‘Not really. Pablo satisfied me just before I went to bed.’ I yelped when he tweaked my nipple. ‘Oh yeah? Then who’s the one texting me about naughty dreams and not wearing panties just two hours ago?’ He lifted a