So Damned Wrong Book 4: A Multi part Hotwife Story by Peter G. Johnson

Author:Peter G. Johnson [Johnson, Peter G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cuckold, Erotica, Fiction, Hotwife, Voyeurism, Wife-Sharing
Published: 2021-07-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8 History repeats itself

Friday 8th Feb 2019

Racing back to the car, I was soon parked up directly behind Dav’s large black SUV, getting the tiniest of pleasures that I’d blocked him in. At least one small victory for me – in my mind my equivalent of cock-blocking him.

I entered the house quietly, just in case things had progressed faster than I’d anticipated. They hadn’t – the two of them were still in the shower, having very loud, and by the sound of it, pleasurable shower sex.

Sneaking up the stairs I opened the door to the master bedroom as quietly as I could. The origin of the sounds hadn’t moved, I was still safe. I started undoing my tie but stopped myself. Leaving my tie and jacket on the chair would look a little too staged. Instead, I just settled for leaving my work laptop bag by the door and leaving the door wide open. These two enough to mimic the scene I intended. An unsuspecting husband coming home, expecting some restraint from his wife, that she’d kept to their agreement to wait. Outraged and storming downstairs when instead he heard the unmistakable sounds coming from the bathroom.

Breadcrumbs duly laid, I made my way back down to the lounge and poured myself a very large scotch. Pip would expect this much from me, she knew my habits and foibles when I was really angry. And then I waited, wondering how long I’d have to wait, and who I’d see first.

It was all of five minutes.

First sound being the unmistakable sound of a rubber sealed glass door being opened and then closed. Then the giggle of my wife, telling lover boy ‘that was fun’, his deep chuckle showing agreement. And then the sound I enjoyed most. The long, slow, non-sound of silence, as Pip first spotted the open door. Then spied the laptop bag positioned so she’d have to be blind to miss it. The silence stretching out, only sort of ended by the barely audible sounds of whispering between the lovers as they decided what to do. What lies to tell, what part of truth to use. What their strategy would be now that they’d been well and truly busted with their hands in the cookie jar.

The volume of the whispering definitely increasing the longer it went on, the two having a heated disagreement about what to do. In the end it was Pip’s naked body that appeared at the bottom of the stairs. No effort to cover up, a sign that she planned on mostly honesty – not that I’d left her much choice. My guess was that Davin had wanted to accompany her downstairs to share the blame. His lizard brain telling him this was another chance to bond with Pip. Pip smarter and more insistent, telling him that seeing him there naked and with Pip would just add fuel to the fire.

“Sorry, honey,” she blushed, a look of unabashed guilt on her face. “No excuses, knowing you’d be so late, we kinda lost control, couldn’t hang on for you, like we said we’d do.

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