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   The idea had been percolating through Chloe's mind ever since Todd had
told her stories about his wrestling in college.  Still, it would take a
little preparation and a time when nobody would come to the door.  She
would also need to make sure Nancy couldn't interfere.

   Chloe had married Todd with the full understanding that she would have
to share some parts of his life with Nancy.  Nancy hadn't been at all so
understanding.  Really, Nancy was a possessive bitch.

   Wearing shoes, Chloe walked through the living room, where Todd was
working, to the kitchen in the back of the house.  Nancy looked up at her.
Chloe opened the door.  Nobody could be in the yard to see her, and it
wasn't all that cold out.  Still, she stood behind the door and shivered
while Nancy sauntered out into the yard.  The look she gave Chloe was as
explicit as if the message had been engraved: "You're not in charge.  I
don't have to go out unless I choose to.  But, this time, I choose to."
Chloe closed the door behind her.

   She walked back to the doorway into the living room.  She stood there
until Todd responded to her silent presence.  He turned his face toward
her, still keeping his hand on the book.

   "Bet you can't catch me," she said.  She crept forward as silently as
she could.  Todd rose, and walked towards the opposite doorway with one
hand brushing the wall.  When he was there, he turned to face her.  For all
her silent walk, he obviously knew just where she was.  She went towards
the center of the room, and he stepped towards her.  She balanced herself
to slap her right foot down a long way from where she was standing; then
she straightened up.  His only response to the feint was a smile.  He was
still heading right towards her.  She rushed to her left, trading noise for
speed.  He was there before her.  He grabbed her left wrist and pulled. 
Caught off balance, she stumbled towards him.

   When he caught her around the waist, though, he was the one surprised.
He slid one hand over her back from shoulder to thigh.

   "You're not wearing anything."

   "Shoes."

   "Well, I heard them." He kissed her, long and deep.  He picked her up in
his arms.  She started unbuttoning his shirt.  "Um?" he mumbled.

   "Turn right ten degrees." He did, and then started striding straight
ahead.  "Stop.  Another thirty degrees right." He turned and carried her
though the bedroom door.  He was going slowly enough that she could
maneuver her limbs through the doorway without collision.  He put her down
close to the bed.  She unbuckled his belt and loosened his pants while he
was removing shirt and undershirt.  He stood on one foot and then the other
to strip off shoes, socks, and trousers while she got into bed.

   Todd rested one hand on the edge of the bed while the other found her.
He stroked her from neck to thigh.  His fingers brushed slowly over her
breast as though he he were reading her arousal in braille.  He got into
bed and kissed her.  While his tongue explored her mouth, his hand stroked
her inner thighs.  She spread her legs in an invitation that he didn't seem
to notice.

   "You thought I couldn't hear you," he said.  Then his mouth went to her
breast.

   "When you told me about wrestling, I couldn't imagine you guys locating
each other."

   "Chairs ambush me.  People don't, if it's quiet enough.  Put me beside
roaring traffic, and I need Nancy."

   "Maybe you need guiding now.  I'll do it." She reached for his erection.

   "Well, where do you want me to go?" He climbed between her legs, and she
placed him at her entrance.  "Oh, yes," he said, sliding slowly into her.
She felt his warmth, his smooth firmness, filling her.  He rested on his
elbows and took a breast in each hand.

   "Love you." He kissed each nipple before straightening and beginning his
motions.

   "Oh, I love you, too." From the first day he'd walked into the call
center with Nancy beside him, something about him had drawn her.  And now,
holding her, moving above her, moving within her, he was drawing her upward
and drawing her inward.  "Oh." She clutched his flexing butt.  She was
almost there.

   "Yes, Chloe....  Yes, darling....  Yes!" The last when she soared.  He
drove two or three more times through her inner spasms.  Then he pressed
into her strongly -- pushing her inches up the mattress.  Her soaring
peaked.  "God!" She felt him throb deep within her while she tumbled down.
Then they were both on the bed breathing hard.

   "Love," she gasped.

   "Love," he agreed.  She felt him softening and slipping out of her.  He
kissed her forehead, her eyes, the tip of her nose.  Finally, if briefly,
they shared a kiss.  Both lacked the breath for a long one.  Then his head
went up as though he were listening.

   "She wants in," he said before she heard Nancy whining at the door.

   "She goes out with you for hours in much colder weather." But he rose
from the bed when she began barking.  He shuffled his feet through the
discarded clothes, but got directly to the doorway.  She hung up his
clothes before following him to the kitchen.

   When Nancy was in, Todd closed the door.  Nancy took a long sniff at his
genitals.  Then she looked at Chloe on the other side of the kitchen. 
Glaring directly at Chloe, she sneezed.

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