Cheating in summer: My first time as a cuckold by Lucy Fox & David Lovia

Author:Lucy Fox & David Lovia [Fox, Lucy & Lovia, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-12-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Under his hands

A while later, they arrived at the pool. I was bathing with Brian and I signaled them to indicate where I had spread the towels. My wife was accompanied by our neighbors and as soon as they left their things on a hammock, I could see from the water how Martha and Matthias were going back to the beach bar to have another beer.

My wife had changed her bikini and was wearing a black one with bows, with small panties that tied on the sides. Because of the heat she wasn’t wearing anything else and Matthias in front of her must have been binging on her tits while they were having that beer. Like the previous afternoon, they had a few laughs and one of the times I looked at them, Martha made a gesture to me if I wanted to have a drink.

I went out with the boy and we approached the beach bar, I didn’t want to leave them alone any longer, I was getting more and more jealous and angry, I didn’t know why Martha was acting like that. She hadn’t done anything to him, at least not that I could tell.

“Brian wants to eat an ice cream,” I said when we arrived.

“Let’s see, which one would the champion like?” proposed Matthias, taking our son by the hand to show him the ice cream menu.

“The nap is good, isn’t it?” I asked Martha when we were alone.

“Yes, it was great, I really liked the hammock. Maybe I’ll sleep there tonight.”

I looked at her in surprise and she saw my reaction. She had only said it to tease me.

“It was a joke, silly. Just don’t keep on being jealous or I’ll keep on teasing you a little bit,” she said, getting close to my ear so Matthias couldn’t hear it.

“But I haven’t told you anything.”

“It doesn’t matter, you don’t have to, or don’t you think I don’t know you?”

We spent some more time in the pool and around eight o’clock we said goodbye to the neighbors who stayed a little longer lying in the hammocks.

While we were changing for dinner, I kept thinking about what Martha told me. In spite of trying to hide it, she perceived my jealousy and I felt very bad about it, but I could not stand the fooling around with the old man, who was getting more and more confident with my wife,

“If you want, let’s put something for Brian,” I said.

“There’s no need, I’m meeting Matthias for dinner together. You don’t mind, do you?”

“No, no.”

“He says we have to try his famous potato omelette...”

“All right, as you wish.”

At least I had to recognize the generosity of our neighbors, they didn’t mind inviting us constantly, both for food and drink. Once again Matthias prepared dinner for us, this time a juicy potato omelet that was to die for and which our son devoured in five minutes.

When we finished dinner, it was already dark, we sat chatting at the table while the child played in the garden.

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