“LIPS GALORE” (Reader Discretion Advised)

EPISODE 4

“Readjust”

 TOPIC:  Jennifer turns up the heat on Damien; and Melissa tries to keep a calm household with him gone most of the time.

Damien comes into work the first Monday after the pool party at a co-workers house.  Other employees see the look on his face as if he is not in a good mood.  Jennifer attempts to go over to him and try to get in his good graces.

JENNIFER:  Good morning Damien?  How are you? (In a cheerful voice).

DAMIEN:  Good morning Jen.  I’m fine this morning just want to get to work.

JENNIFER:  Well, you seem distracted this morning.  Everyone is talking about it.  As she takes an innocent seat on his desk directly in front of him.

DAMIEN:  Looks up at her and glances down at her dark and light grey checkered skirt showing a little thigh.  I’m okay I don’t think this is the time to talk about it. 

JENNIFER:  Then what do I tell everyone why you look so mean this morning?  Did you have a fight with your wife?

DAMIEN:  Look, um, I appreciate the concern, but right now my only concern is work.  If you don’t mind I’d like to get to that to take my mind off of the situation.

JENNIFER:  Okay, I’m sorry if I was intruding, but if you need someone to talk too just let me know.  She gets off of his desk and walks away swinging her ass a little more than normal.  She glances back and she sees him looking at her legs and ass moving away from him.

He looks up and sees her smiling and he quickly turns his attention to a customer entering the showroom.

In the meantime Melissa is at work helping a patient fill in her paperwork.  Then her co-worker, Melanie, waits for her to finish with the patient before asking.

MELANIE:  So Melissa what is going on with you today?

MELISSA:  What?  What are you talking about girl?

MELANIE:  Oh don’t give me that girl.  I’m nearly 50 years old and I know when a woman has had an argument with her significant other.  So again what were you two arguing about this morning?

MELISSA:  Damn, girl what are you psychic?  How’d you know?

MELANIE:  Girl, I told you I have been married for nearly 25 years.  I don’t claim to be an expert, but I am an expert.  She shares a laugh with Melissa to loosen her up.

MELISSA:  Well, we were fighting over something stupid.  Wasn’t worth it.

MELANIE:  Did you start it or did he?

MELISSA:  Well, neither one of us started it.  It was kind of like he said one thing and I responded and it just got out of hand.

MELANIE:  Is he not performing in bed like you want?

MELISSA:  Damn Melanie why don’t you announce that to everyone in here?  No, it’s not that and for the record he’s satisfying me just fine, but we are not putting it in enough.

MELANIE:  Oh, so you want it more and he can’t provide that for you?  Have you attempted to find other alternatives for your own gratification?

MELISSA:  Um of course I’ve done that self-gratification thang, but sometimes the real thing is what you need.  He’s been working long hours at the dealership lately and our sexual life is kind of taking a hit.

MELANIE:  Are you sure he’s not looking at porn and doing what he does?  That’s how I knew what my husband was doing late at night.  I caught him just as he was releasing and I saw that face of shock. 

MELISSA:  Oh my God!  What did you do?

MELANIE:  I left the room and left him there to clean up and threw down two pillows and a blanket down the steps and closed the door.  We talked about doing things like that together, but him sneaking off at night like that is what I wasn’t too fond of.  Needless to say he was in the dog house for at least a few days.

MELISSA:  How long ago was that?

MELANIE:  That was last night actually that I caught him stroking to Mistress Dolly.

MELISSA:  Wait?!  You tell me you haven’t told him that he’s in the dog house?

MELANIE:  Oh he knows girl, he just doesn’t know for how long.  They shared another laugh as a patient arrived at the counter for assistance.  They continued their work and spoke intermittently throughout the day.

Later that night the clock turns to about 9pm and Damien is setting up to head home, but gets intercepted by Jennifer once more time.

DAMIEN:  Hey, Jennifer I’m about to head out and get some sleep.  I’ll see you tomorrow.

JENNIFER:  She follows him outside to his car and as he opens the driver’s door she stops at his trunk.  You never got to let me know what was going on with you this morning. 

DAMIEN:  I see and I suppose you want to help me solve the situation I have?

JENNIFER:  I care about you Damien and I just don’t want to see you upset or bothered like you was today.  She slowly moves forward towards him rubbing her skirt.

DAMIEN:  Well, Jennifer the thing is that what is going on between my wife and I is personal.  I don’t want to start bringing my personal business to work let alone sharing it with everyone here.

JENNIFER:  She gets close to him within arms length and looks at him in his eyes.  She starts to rub her fingers along the oxford sleeve of his shirt and looking at him seductively.  Come on now you can trust me Damien, I won’t spread your business around like that.  Think about it as we are a team and trying to support each other.

DAMIEN:  Jennifer what do you think you’re doing here?  I really need to get home and take care of my business.

JENNIFER:  You can’t spare a few more minutes to talk to a friend?

DAMIEN:  Umm, Jennifer I like you and you are a very caring and fun-loving person, but right now I have to get home okay?  Sorry, but I will see you tomorrow and you can have all my attention then.

JENNIFER:  She hears that and takes that into her own understanding of that comment.  She smiles at him as she slowly backs off allowing him to leave and go home.  She watches him leave and hoping that he is looking in the rear view mirror at her she slightly lifts up her skirt exposing hot pink panties.

Damien gets home and walks in the door and sees his wife washing dishes in the kitchen sink.

MELISSA:  Hey, your dinner is in the microwave.

DAMIEN:  Thanks honey.  Where are the kids?

MELISSA:  You see what time it is?  They should be in bed where I left them.

DAMIEN:  Yeah that makes sense.  How are you doing tonight?

MELISSA:  I’m fine.

DAMIEN:  Good.  He warms up his food and goes into the dining room to eat as his wife goes upstairs after washing the dishes.

Once Damien finished his food he went upstairs undressing himself.  By the time he got to the bedroom he had his belt unbuckled and shirt untucked.

MELISSA:  Laundry is already done from earlier so you can take out your clothes for tomorrow.

DAMIEN:  Honey, can we talk for a minute?

MELISSA:  What about?

DAMIEN:  I think you know what about. 

MELISSA:  I’m not trying to relive this morning.  I told you my concern and you expressed yourself so as far as I am concerned this conversation is over.

DAMIEN:  Why you gotta be like that?  Maybe I want to find a solution to this situation, which is not that big of a deal.

MELISSA:  Damien maybe you haven’t noticed, but you haven’t fucked me in two weeks.  It’s good when I get it, but you know how much I like to have it.

DAMIEN:  Oh boy, why must we do this again?

MELISSA:  You wanted to talk so let us talk or do you now want to forget about it?

DAMIEN:  Come on Melissa this is not fair to me as you know I’ve been working my ass off for this family.

MELISSA:  Oh and I guess I haven’t done anything as hard?  You really have the nerve there.

DAMIEN:  I think you took that out of context there honey!

MELISSA:  Oh I think I understood you perfectly.  Ever since you got this new female employee you’ve been working late every night just about.  Are you jerking off to porn Damien?

DAMIEN:  What the hell?!  No!  You’ve been listening to Melanie again?  Look, this can be solved I just want us to be calm and speak about it.

MELISSA:  She sighs slowly.  Well, I’m about to take a shower in a few minutes and if you want to join me you can.

Damien smiles and starts taking off his clothes as she walks into the bathroom starting the shower.  They both get into the shower and lather each other up and continue on into the night.

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