Wife's Private Glory Hole by Amanda Marain

Author:Amanda Marain [Marain, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2020-10-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

I was already under justifiable suspicion, but that’s the thing about obsession. It overrides reason. I made one last attempt to entice Jerry, blatantly telling him that night, “I’m horny.”

“I thought you weren’t feeling well,” was his response.

So... right. We watched the news together. He took out a book. I told him I wanted some wine, and we were out, which gave me the excuse I needed to leave the house.

But I didn’t head to the store right away. I had another plan, a dirty and terrible plan that wouldn’t leave my head no matter what efforts I made to shake it. Again, obsession. Nasty little thing, that.

I couldn’t get the image of Christie out of my head, couldn’t stop turning over and over the thought that she’d probably been doing this for years, for decades. I would have been the first to tout the virtues of monogamy publicly, and had never envisioned myself taking on a single other partner besides my husband. But I’d not so much tasted forbidden fruit as seen others sample it. I wanted my own taste, now. So I drove to our book store.

The porn shop was closed. It stayed open till 11 on week nights, but it was Saturday, so it had been closed for about 30 minutes by the time I arrived. I unlocked our store, went inside, brought the tool box to the bathroom. I removed the mirror and stood there for at least five minutes, debating. What I had planned was crazy with a capital C. I was already putting my marriage in jeopardy, but this meant crossing a whole other line. It also drastically increased the chance that I’d be discovered, not just by Jerry but by Ed and Christie. Mind you, if Christie found out, well, she wouldn’t exactly be in a position to raise the issue... not with what I’d learned about her. And now here I was already laying blackmail contingency plans, so was I really going through with this?

Yes, it seemed I was, because the hacksaw blade was in one hand, suction cup dildo in the other.

I used the peep hole I’d made behind the mirror as my horizontal mid point, estimated what seemed, to my mind, an appropriate height above that. I planted the dildo firmly on the faux wood wall - if I lost the central piece I would be in big trouble. Then I brought up the blade and gouged the start line above the dildo. I cut a full circle around it, hanging on tightly to that rubber cock. By the end, I had carved an open hole in the wall, about three inches across. My own private glory hole. The wood I had removed was still stuck to the base of my dildo. There was probably a little saw dust on the other side, but I’d made a point of trying to do most of the cutting by drawing the blade toward myself, so most of it had ended up in our bathroom.

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