The Game (A Hotwife Adventure) by Sebastian Max

Author:Sebastian, Max [Sebastian, Max]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: KW Publishing
Published: 2015-12-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

I was so full of regret in the back of the taxi on the way home. I could smell Marie’s perfume on my clothes — and her arousal on my hand.

At least I had time and separation to think things through. During the journey back to Silver Spring, I returned to the conclusion that I’d come to the right decision — I didn’t want Izzie to feel pressured to try lending me out to her friend, even if it was her own curiosity pressuring her. At least, not when she had big reservations as well.

I figured that in reality, I’d been expecting nothing to happen with Marie from the beginning, so I couldn’t feel bad. Izzie might feel disappointed in one way, but I’m sure a part of her was happy I wasn’t going through with it.

Then as I got closer and closer to our little neighborhood, I started to remember what, for me, was the main point of the evening — Izzie was still out there with Mason. Instead of dwelling on what had happened with Marie, I realized I ought to be devoting more of my attention to the potential for Izzie to sleep with her yoga-slash-kickboxing guy.

Were they going to go back to his place, or would she bring them here?

As soon as I got home, I tidied up the house a little more — it was already in a good shape — in the hope that Izzie and Mason might come here once their dancing was done. I remembered to conceal any family photographs that showed me, since Mason was of the opinion that I was just some random friend from the Messenger Izzie had tried to set up with her friend.

After that, I grabbed some soda and a bag of popcorn to watch a movie on Netflix. Camped out on the couch, I pulled out my phone to see if I could see where Izzie was, based on her iPhone-tracking app. I saw that I’d missed a text from her:

> Hey sweetie, you really feeling bad? You want me to come home take care of you?

I groaned to see that she’d sent the text almost immediately I’d left the club, though it was nice she was concerned. I hoped she hadn’t been anxious about me in the meantime. I responded to her:

>Feeling okay — just needed to get out of there. Not sure what to think about Marie, and I didn’t want it to spoil anything you had going with Mason.

Izzie’s reply didn’t take long to come through.

>I’m sorry if you felt pressured to go with Marie. I just thought you guys really liked each other, so it might be fun to play around. You know, nothing serious ;-)

I texted her back:

>I do like Marie, I just worry about messing up a friendship, and what you would really think about it all.

Then Izzie fired back:

>I don’t think it would mess anything up. She knows all our secrets anyway, if you two didn’t hit it off, she wouldn’t worry about it.

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