Sneaky Cheating: Right Under His Nose

This is part 2 of Sneaky Cheating.

Pt.1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oqegop/sneaky_cheating_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

Ryan slid out of me and I could feel his warm cum drip out with him. My shorts were completely soaked from both of us.

“You need to get back out there before he looks for you.” I said.

“Alright, I’ll see you soon,” he said, but before he left he saw a skirt that was folded on the dryer. He picked it up, “put this on for me,” and handed it to me before leaving the room.

I took my shorts off and wiped myself as clean as I could. Then put my clothes in the washer to start it. I needed to dispose of any evidence before going back out. My heart was racing, and I couldn’t believe that happened. It was a huge amount of relief, guilt, and satisfaction. I was excited to go out there and see Ryan again. An excitement I haven’t felt in a long time.

I looked at the skirt Ryan wanted me to wear. It was a short, red, plaid, business casual one I would wear to work. I looked around for some underwear, but there wasn’t any to be found. I just had a business casual black sweater. Usually I would wear a shirt underneath it because it is slightly see through, but I decided not to.

I got dressed and left the laundry room to hear Ted yelling at the TV about something with Ryan joining him. Then i overheard Ryan say, “let’s take a drink every time he gets hit.”

“Good idea,” Ted said taking a big swig of the rum n coke I made for him earlier.

As I headed for the couch Ryan’s eyes were looking me up and down. I glanced at Ted, who had his eyes glued to the TV.

“Oh!” Ted yelled taking another sip of his drink. He saw me out of the corner of his eye and said, “can you get be another one babe? The way this fight is going I’m going to need it.”

“Sure,” I said heading back towards the kitchen. Ted was getting really drunk, maybe I can get him to pass out by making his drinks stronger. Was Ryan trying the same thing with that game?

I poured a few extra shots in the next glass and put less ice. I brought it back over to him this time heading to the center of the couch. I bent over accentuating my butt towards Ryan to place Ted’s drink on the table.

“There you are babe.”

“Thanks.”

I sit down between them, but try to position myself a little closer to Ryan on our 3 seat couch.

“Ooooh!” Ted draws out a yell and a hear a soft voice from Ryan in my right ear say, “put a blanket over you.”

I turn around and grab the blanket draped across the back of the couch and put it over me length wise.

I watched the TV and felt Ryan scoot a bit closer, and then felt his hand move under the blanket. It moved up my arm and started to caress my breast.

Startled, I looked over at Ted for a reaction, but he was oblivious. I sighed in relief as the hand move back down trying to find a way to get under my sweater. I untucked it from my skirt as his hand searched for a way under. Then he moved up my body and caressed my breasts. My nipples started to get harder with every passing second.

“Hey Kate, can you share some of that blanket with me?” Ryan asked as he moved his hand out from under my shirt and away from me.

“Uhh, sure.” I said confused. I fixed my shirt a bit so my skin wasn’t exposed and flipped the blanket so it lay horizontally across our legs.

As soon as we were covered I felt his hand move down under my skirt. I watched his face as his hand moved down, and as his fingers stroked across my lips a big grin struck his face. I was still soaking wet, and he starts slowly moving up and down.

“Mmmmmm,” I moaned softly and started to slouch a bit. I moved my right knee up to create a bit of a tent and moved my hand over to his crotch. I struggled to get his pants down with my one ha d so he did it for me. He was already hard again.

As my moans became more consistent Ryan said, “Yo Ted, can you turn it up?”

“Yeah, no problem!”

I put my hand with my sleeve up to my mouth to try to stifle my noises.

“What!” Ted stood up and yelled. Did he know? I flinched and looked up frightened to see him still focused on the TV. Ted plopped back down and put his arm around my shoulder.

Ryan started rubbing my clit more vigorously, and it was impossible to keep my moans silent. I could feel an orgasm on the edge and started shaking. I couldn’t keep a steady rhythm on his dick so I just squeezed it tightly with the convulsions of my orgasm.

Ted started looking down at me. I looked up at the TV where some blood started hitting the mat. I looked at Ted and said, “sorry, this is pretty gruesome.”

“Aww it’s okay, come here.” He squeezed me tighter and I put my head onto his chest. Ryan started moving his hand away, and As my husband held me, all I could think about was how close we came to getting caught. Better yet, how amazing it felt because of that.

Ted took one more gulp of his drink and said, “hey how about one more? This one is almost done and it may be good for you to take a break from the violence.”

“Alright I said.” He was clearly hammered. He might even be blacked out right now. I wanted him to pass out though.

I got up and could feel my fluid dripping down my leg. I hurriedly went into the kitchen and grabbed a paper towel to dry myself off a bit. As I started ripping a piece off, Ryan came in behind me, picked me up, and put me on the kitchen counter.

“What are you doing?! He will see us!”

“Sorry, I just need a taste.”

Right above my knee on my inner thigh my cum was dripping. Ryan took his tongue and traced it all the way up to my clit. I pulled his hair back when his tongue hit my clit as it was so sensitive I couldn’t take the sharp stabs of pleasure.

“Let me down, I need to make his drink. I think he is about to pass out.”

“Alright, hurry up. I need to fuck you again tonight.” Then he moved in between my legs and kissed me circling my tongue with his so I tasted my cum.

“I will, now get back in there.” I said in a frantic whisper.

I added a few more shots to his drink this time, and the drink only had a tinge of coke. It appeared watered down like the last remains of a drink with melting ice. I tried to add some ice to make it less obvious, but the only chance he wouldn’t notice is if he was just fucked up drunk.

“BABE!” Ted called, “I need my drink!”

“Coming!”

I brought it back to him and to my surprise he slammed half of it in one gulp. “Thanks, I needed to catch up on what I missed,” he said. I noticed that he started slumping back more and more. Then got up abruptly and went down the hall to the bathroom. As soon as the door shut, I didn’t even have time to look towards Ryan as I felt him push me down towards the couch. I had to put my hands out to catch myself from hitting the cushions face first.

“Finally, we have a few minutes for this!” Ryan exclaimed as he lifted the back of my skirt above my ass. His dick slid between my legs and teased my lips making me shiver from the sensitivity of my last orgasm. My legs shook as he slid his dick back towards my entrance. My left leg fell forward to catch myself on the couch with my knee.

He stuck his dick in deep and hard. I yelped out and started moaning right away as he didn’t take it easy at all. He picked up my left leg that was resting on the couch and started pounding me hard. His pelvis was clapping against my ass and echoing through the room.

I couldn’t contain my voice, and I couldn’t move my hands up to stifle it because I needed to support my upper body. My sensitive cunt brought my legs down and my right leg just collapsed as I started falling face first into the couch. I had fallen onto my forearms and reached out for a pillow to moan and scream into. Ryan lifted my back half and kept pulling me into him roughly. I bit down onto the pillow and started clenching.

Then I heard the toilet flush. Between my flustered pants I looked back at Ryan and said, “he is coming out soon, stop!”

“I can’t!” He exclaimed, “I need you!”

“We can’t get caught! Figure something out!”

My stomach started to leap into my chest. I didn’t want to be caught like this. I love Ted, there’s no way I want him to find out. Especially not like this.

I could hear the faucet going. “Ryan! I can’t get caught like this.”

“Alright I have an idea.”

A few minutes later Ted comes stumbling out of the bathroom. He comes over to the couch.

“Hey, move your head.” He said as I lay in his spot.

“Alright, can I please lay on your lap?”

Ted rolled his eyes. “Sure.”

He sat down and started to stroke my head instinctively. A moan escaped me. “That felt good, keep going.” I said.

“You getting tired of the fight over there Ryan? I wasn’t expecting you to be laying down already.”

“Yeah, I think I had a bit too much to drink. How are you feeling over there?”

“Oh I feel that. At this point I don’t think I will remember who wins.”

Ryan brought our large ottoman over to lay on. The blanket was able to cover his waste, and my whole body. We were kind of in a side ways doggy position. My legs had to use the ottoman a bit next to him, but I didn’t think Ted would think anything of it. He probably can’t notice in his current state.

Ryan continued to slowly move in and out as I struggled to keep my head still. Ted seemed so drunk that I don’t think he could even feel my movement.

The slow movement provoked soft moans, and my hope was that Ted would think I just enjoy him stroking my hair. Ryan slightly picked up speed and again I came biting my lip and convulsing. I looked up and Ted was looking down at me.

My heart sank, my stomach dropped, and I felt ill. Then I realized that his eyes were closed. Was he passed out? My pussy was tightening as my husband looked down on me with Ryan’s dick deep and circling inside me.

“Ted?” I asked softly. “Ted?!” More loudly now. I tried shaking him awake next, “Ted?!!” Nothing.

Then I felt the blanket start to lift off me, “NOOO!” I hissed at Ryan.

“It’s fine, he is out. HEY TED!” He shouted.

No response. Then he ripped the blanket from my fingers and threw it across the room.

“What if he wakes up?!” I was terrified of this situation, but Ryan didn’t seem to care. He spun me onto my back and spread my legs into the missionary position. The back of my head still lay on Ted’s lap with his sleeping face now looking straight down at me.

Ryan started pounding me in a much faster rhythm with a clap starting to echo through the house again. My moans started up again louder than ever. At this point I just need this, I’m sure it will be fine.

Ryan lifts my shirt up to see my boobs bouncing up and down. He quickens his pace and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb. I cum again, which turned out to be the strongest orgasm of the night while looking into my sleeping husbands face. Now I can’t stop shaking and I hear Ryan grunt as he pushes deep inside releasing everything.

My mouth is dry, I’m panting heavy, and I feel ryan sliding out of me. Cum gushes out of me along with my fluid. I stare at my husbands face with a tinge of anger. Why couldn’t he do this for me?

I rearranged my shirt and skirt still watching his face and trying to catch my breath. I felt Ryan get up off of the couch and then Ted’s eyes opened to meet mine.

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