Met Her By Accident, One Thing And Then Another, She's My Wife Now

One time I'm on a flight to the southern cone, in first class, and a then upcoming entertainer sat beside me. She was traveling to a show and preferred her privacy. To me stuck up. Before departure a young woman came to her checking on her approval to a change in their schedule. A very pretty girl.

The flight was close to nine hours, and like it or not I drew her into a conversation, not about who she was, but who she had been growing up. The time passed quickly, once her walls were torn down, she talked my head off. On arrival we discovered we would be at the same hotel. We agreed that after cleaning up we would meet for a light lunch.

She came with her puppy dog assistant who had to be told to shut up and be quiet, the conversation wasn't with her. By now the performer who was only 23 at the time rested her hand on mine to get my attention. We agreed that we should meet again for dinner, I knew a small place where we could hide out. Her puppy dog assistant was against it, but again she was told to mind her own business.

We met in the lobby, in age appropriate clothing, makeup and hair was plain and simple, but her puppy dog assistant tagged along. We took a cab to the restaurant, we had to change our plans so her puppy dog assistant could sit at a table for two. By now the jealousy of the girl was obvious and her demeanor had turned to hurt, she was ignored for sure.

Back at the hotel we held each other in a kiss, with her puppy dog throwing a fit. Her room or mine? she let me know 'you know who shared her room'. I proposed, if you know who wanted in, then you know who was part of the fun. Rather than step aside, puppy dog assistant chose to come along for the after dinner fun.

We had an open an honest relationship, man on top, entertainer on the bottom, and you know who on the side looking on. It was good, a great fuck considering how we got there, talks of spending all night, and that girl? Well she slept in her lover's arms. I got up early, went to my room to shower, met in the coffee shop for breakfast. While I went to work, she told me she would spend the day easing her puppy dog's feathers.

Her entertainment career lasted a year or two, she gave up entertaining to settle in to have her babies. We call her a nanny now, not a puppy dog, she is closer than ever with my wife, but still a little jealous, that her mistress got married and has kids, and is totally comfortable staying home. I never asked that what's her name step aside, she was always along for the ride. My wife wouldn't have it, when it comes to her puppy dog, she wants her close and sleeping in her arms.