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Heading for the john, Hub called casually over his shoulder, "I'm having five guys over on Wednesday
night for a poker party. You can either plan to spend the night away from the house or be prepared to
serve sandwiches and drinks . . . and yourself when the game is over." Before Sue could answer, he
entered the john and closed the door behind him. She went into the kitchen and poured herself another
cup of coffee. She sat down at the table and, sipping at her coffee, thought about what Hub had said. At
least he was giving her a choice, and that was a big improvement.
Doug was making good money now. They could move out any time they felt like it, but Sue didn't really
want to move now and apparently Doug didn't either. Doug had seemed happy as could be this morning,
going off and leaving her with Hub. She figured her husband must like what had been going on. Since
Doug was asking virtually no questions, she supposed he didn't mind what she and Hub did during his
absences. As to the other men Hub had been giving her to, well, Doug either suspected or he didn't. If
he did suspect, he wasn't saying anything; and if he didn't suspect, then what he didn't know wouldn't
hurt him. "Gotta get moving. See you tonight, Suzy Baby," Hub said as he charged through the kitchen
in his workclothes and rushed out the back door. Sue jumped up and ran to the door.
"Hub!" she called, just as he was climbing into his pickup.
"Yeah?"
"About Wednesday night," she said, giving him a sexy smile. "What kind of sandwiches do your friends
like?"
The End
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