House Husband: Parts 8 - 14 by Katt Ford

House Husband: Parts 8 - 14 by Katt Ford

Author:Katt Ford
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-07-18T04:00:00+00:00


A Husband Betrayed

"Be quiet."

Carrie pressed a finger to her painted red lips she spoke, her green eyes smiling with silent laughter as she stared at me through the laptop screen. As though I had been anything other than quiet up to that point. As though there was anything I could say. There was no point begging my wife for mercy, even though that was the only thing I wanted to do. I wanted her to come home and be with me. I wanted her to untie me. Or failing that, I wanted her to fuck me. But I knew that wasn't going to happen. Not unless I played the only card I had, the one that would end these games forever. I wasn't willing to do that.

Because the awful truth that I was realizing, the truth that I wondered if Carrie had already guessed, was that seeing her over there at her friend's house, teaching Emma to dominate her own husband, was one of the sexiest experiences of my life. Carrie had never looked better. It wasn't just the tight black corset I had helped her put on, or the stockings and high heels that showed off her toned legs. It was the look in her eyes. It was the obvious joy in her smile. It was the deep sadistic pleasure she took in exercising her power over a man she barely knew. And in doing so, tormenting me with my own inadequacies and helplessness.

Carrie kept the camera trained on herself as she moved down the hallway of Emma's house. Pausing, she pressed her finger to her lips again. Her beautiful eyes darted to one side as she listened. A slow smile spread across her face, her perfect white teeth gleaming as she grinned. I listened too. I could hear faint sounds in the background coming through the speakers of the laptop open on my stomach. I listened closer, my cock surging as I realized what I was hearing. The faint but unmistakable sounds of female sexual pleasure. The sounds of Emma's pleasure.

Still smiling, Carrie turned. She carried her phone back down the hallway to the living room of the house and sat down on the sofa again. It was all I could do not to groan as I watched her breasts jiggle in the tight black corset, her gorgeous flesh straining against the glossy satin fabric that matched her dark hair so perfectly. Carrie tossed her head, flipping her hair back from her face as she held the camera out in front of her.

“Did you hear that?”

“Yes, Lady Carrie.”

"That was Emma. Getting her pussy eaten by her husband. You know how I love to see a husband doing his duty."

“Yes, Lady Carrie.”

"She wouldn't do in front of me, though. She's still kind of shy. I get that. I know this has all happened so fast. You have to admit, it's fun, isn't it?"

“Yes, Lady Carrie.”

"Emma's so fucking sexy, isn't she?"

“Not nearly as sexy as you, Lady Carrie.”

"Cheesy." Carrie shook her head, her dark hair swaying on either side of her face.



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