This is a follow up with to a story I wrote earlier, with some time skip happening due to the middle part being written by a partner instead of me. Hope you enjoy! Feel free to message me if you enjoyed it :)
You liked that he basically had to move out, didn’t you kitten? That the twin bed you kept for when your niece came over was finally put to use? He wasn’t doing to well, was he?
Sure, he took it, because what else was he going to do? His performance at work was so bad that I got promoted above him, even if I had been in the company for 20 years less than him. And now I had his perfect wife wrapped around my fingers. I even kept your wedding ring on display in the office.
He still paid for the house, for our trips as he desperately tried to get away from us. But only barely. If his job fell through he’d have nothing. And I could easily make it happen.
But this was more fun, wasnt it? You moaning my name as I took you from behind, just a thin wall separating us from him. And you fucking screamed for it too. All those nights of headaches and being too tired forgotten as you became my little bitch in heat. Hes even pretty sure that you say you love me when you cum. It was hardly just physical anymore.
All that came to a head during the next party. It was the anniversary of the first time I had groped you under that table. The guilt was gone, he didn’t matter to either of us. And it showed. Good thing he was forced to work late by his dick of a boss ;) that way you could be my date to the party.
Our coworkers loved it. It was a high stress field, so the filthier the better. Your belly being swollen with my child certainly helped. And this time we wouldn’t hide it, would we?
Instead of waiting for them to leave, you take off your dress as soon as we get there. Showing off your perfect body, your swollen tits, and my name tattooed above your slit. We showed them how wet you were, sitting in my lap, kissing me while I spread your lips. And then you spun around. Straddling me. Kissing me, our tongues dancing. We were masters of each others bodies by that point, your nails going down my back, my cock entering you. My thumb and pointer grinding your nipples between them. We even see camera lights go off. I’ll let you take a guess where those pictures are going.
And then it got serious. You got on your hands and knees, I gripped your swollen tits to keep them from moving much. And then I was inside you, fucking you like a dog, growling into your ear, making you tell the whole party who owned you. Whose baby it was. Thry watched you cum. They watched you cry for me, begging for for more. Telling me you’ll be a good girl as I spanked you. They saw your tits leak milk, and finally they watched us cum together, perfectly mated.
That was really the only reason we came today, wasnt it pet? You weren’t able to drink, we had our house to get back to. And you had the keys to your husband’s car…
We drove home separately. Maybe one of his subordinates would take pity on him and let him crash on his couch. But I had some plans that I whispered into your ear, and you told me you loved them.
You see, there were only 2 decent bedroom candidates. We hadn’t discussed where the baby would sleep, but I think we knew what the option was already. And so his tiny twin bed is left outside for the garbage man, the crib set up in our babies room.
And then we christened that space. It had been home to a loser for too long, hadn’t it. I took you against the wall, being gentle with your belly. When that got tiring I had you ride me, fondling your tits as your wetness leaked down my shaft. And finally I came in you again while you were on your back, making you shake like a fucking leaf as I groaned into your mouth. That was better, wasnt it? That his old room smelled like sex? I wonder how he would get home this time. IF he would get home
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uuzxze/removing_your_guilt_followup_cheating_public
Well fuck… I liked that