The Morning After the Night Before...

The morning after the night before and we all woke at half 6 whilst Lou was getting ready for work. Jennie and I had decided the night before to take the kids to our local church where many of our friend’s and Jennie’s family go, so we decided to get up as well. Lou looked like death warmed up when he finally crawled out of the door. Both me and Jen felt so tired however were still determined to go to church. This was going to be my first church service since leaving Dale who is highly religious and attends our church every week without fail (until recently that is)
Sat in church that Sunday morning was like hell. We were both sat near the front of the church still giggling about the night before, half way through the lord’s prayer when we all chanted in unison “forgive us our sins” I cracked up. I couldn’t contain it anymore, it seemed so wrong, us being in church the morning after a night like that! Forgive us our sins lord for we have many! I think if we had a confessional booth like the Catholics, Jennie and I would have been there all day!
After a few minutes had passed and a few odd looks, I was finally able to muffle my laughter, however the laughter soon moved to tears. We moved onto the worship of the day, which happened to be all of my favourite songs however as these were my favourite, they also happen to have been my wedding songs. I felt myself welling up and sat down and Jen soon noticed the tears starting to flow. She asked if I was ok and if I wanted to go out, I tried to put a brave face on and said we should stay. I wasn’t going to let the memories of a man who wrecked my life make me miss out on my weekly activity that I loved with my friends. My brave face soon shattered and I told her I had to get out of there.
Jennie went upstairs to get her fags whilst I went and sat on the tarmac of the church driveway. It was the first time I had properly cried in front of someone since leaving him. Jen soon emerged from the doorway clutching a packet of cigarettes, she passed me one which I promptly sparked up and sat clinging onto Jennie as if she was the last person on the planet. My fag soon burnt out so another came out of the pack which I rapidly smoked through. We then ventured back in and I suggested we sit near the back in case I needed to dash out again. Thankfully when we returned inside the worship was over meaning I didn’t need to risk hearing any more songs which would bring back the harsh memories of reality.
At the end of the service everyone congregates at the back of the church for a coffee and a chat. Most people by this time had heard on the grapevine that I had left my hubby and everyone was rapidly rushing over to me to offer their support and a shoulder to cry on. I had one person Pattie, who kept on telling me to do what my heart said, however when I told her that there is no way I could take him back after everything he had and hadn’t done, she kept repeating “no, you do what your heart says, not what other people say”.
Soon after I had been accosted by Pattie, Jennie whisked me back to her house on the outskirts of town where we migrated out into the garden for the afternoon. We sat on the patio smoking and chatting about the previous night and how fun and enjoyable it had been. Jennie admitted to me that she found it hard to watch Lou with me. She couldn’t explain the feeling fully, however described it as being a pull on her heart, not quite jealousy though. She then went onto ask me if I had ever had feelings, before last night, for Lou. This I completely denied, as a friend I know that it would be wrong to admit I had ever fancied him, let alone, dreamt of having his kids! We both agreed never to have another threesome (together that is!). That comment stood with exception to that night of course! We decided that I would stay until the Monday and Lou would drive me back to the town of Yeovil (where I was living at the time). I had stored some of my belongings and small furniture at Jennie and Lou’s house, so when Lou took me home he would bring back the rest of my things as well.
All day Jen and I had been texting Lou from my phone (Jennie had run out of credit), and soon the messages were obviously aimed at myself. They were the sort of messages Jen would have been shocked to see Lou sending to me and trying to hide them from her was nearly impossible. Jennie is a very nosy person, I don’t usually mind it as previously I had never had anything to hide and I am very open with anything in my life. Clearly Jennie wanted to know who the many messages were from and kept glimpsing over my shoulder and remarking “Why is he sending you that?! That must have been meant for me”, I ended up having to turn my phone onto silent and keep it in my pocket at all times, I didn’t want to risk anything for them.
That night we decided to let Lou share the bed with Jennie and I as it was too cold downstairs and we both felt sorry for him. Jen decided it would be best for her to sleep in-between me and Lou in-case his hands strayed during the night I presume. Whilst we were all laid there just chatting, Lou started to go quiet yet cheeky. He turned to Jennie and said how he really wanted a fuck, Jen replied “But babes, Kelly’s here, you’ll have to wait till tomorrow night”, Lou wasn’t going to give in easily and I said I didn’t mind through gritted teeth.
Soon after saying that, I realised I really did mind. Not only was I starting to feel a little sea sick from the rocking of the bed but I had a slight pang of jealousy as I knew that I wasn’t going to get any for a very long time due to the misfortune of being single and living back with my mother (never a good thing when you want to invite a guy back to yours). Lou soon tried his luck by sneaking his hand over to my groin where my own hands were already very much busy. He made me even wetter when Jen noticed and snatched his hand back. Lou then decided to really push his luck with Jen and started saying “What about Kell, she’s having to put up with this and she obviously needs looking after at the moment, she probably feels left out”. Which was true as I was feeling very much left out.
Jennie obviously got fed up with his persistent whinging and finally slammed her hands down on the bed and said “Fine, Kell do you want some?” Like I was going to turn down another night like the previous one! I just shrugged my shoulders and said, “if you don’t mind, but only if you are sure.” I didn’t want to get in-between them and their marriage. My marriage was well and truly over, however theirs was still going. It was apparent that Jennie was starting to get frustrated with the both of us constantly saying only if you’re sure that it’s ok and you will be ok with this in the morning as she was beginning to get snappy.
Lou soon moved over to me and took me on my side again as he knew that I enjoyed that position, he can get really deep that way!
He was obviously getting very carried away, so he knocked himself out of rhythm to avoid coming to quick. He then had to pull out and stop where he was getting too excited. He soon got back in and started to pump away much quicker than before, I then felt him begin to shoot his load and rapidly retreat. We didn’t want any accidental pregnancies (not with me anyway), try explaining that one to the church, Jennie’s family and mine come to think of it!
Jennie looked gutted that I had made him come and not her. After we both cleaned up we all laid down and went to sleep. Except me that is, I had cottoned on to Lou, I had realised he was falling for me. We were having an affair right under Jennie’s nose and she didn’t even realise, damn it I had only just realised!