I'm Cheating on You: A Nymphomaniac Hotwife's Story by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2023-02-26T15:33:04+00:00

Chapter 7—The Hotel

We spent the next several days thinking of all the different ways I could watch my wife break her wedding vows. We discussed the wedding vow issue on the day we looked at our semi-remodeled basement.

“Is a woman breaking her vows if her husband wants her to cheat?” I asked.

“Is it cheating if you want me to have sex with another man, and does it matter if you happen to be watching?” Alica asked.

“The traditional answer to the first question is ‘yes,’” I said.

“But cheating implies that you don’t know, or if you know, you don’t approve,” Alica said, her voice muffled by cardboard boxes stacked in the depths of the basement storeroom. “You know, this room could work.”

I joined her at the storeroom door as she said, “If we cleared a path, and you were in stocking feet, you could hide here and only come out at the right time.”

“What you’re saying to me is: you won’t be cheating because I not only know you’re going to fuck Eric, but I approve?” I asked. “Does it matter that I’m helping you set things up?”

“Am I right? You want me to fuck our neighbor, and you not only approve, but you want to watch,” Alica said, moving some boxes to clear a walkway. “Since we’re partners in my infidelity, it’s not technically cheating.”

Alica stopped for a moment to look things over before continuing. “Maybe it is cheating, in which case we’re both guilty, so it kind of washes out.”

I’d taken off my shoes and was testing the stairs for noise. “You could stay upstairs,” I said. “These stairs are very quiet.”

“What’s our plan?” Alica said.

“I don’t believe you’re cheating on me, and that’s what counts,” I answered, knowing it wasn’t her question.

Alica put her fists on her hips and gave me a pretend glare. “I meant our plan for watching me not cheat.”

“Oh, that plan. I’ll hide down here, and you can either bring Eric downstairs or use the master bedroom upstairs,” I said. “You can signal me because the light switch is on the wall outside the basement door.”

“One if by land, two if by sea?” she smiled.

“How about one on-and-off for the bedroom and two for the basement?” I suggested. “I’ll leave the small light on by the washing machine so you can shut everything off if you need to.”

“When will you come up or out, whatever the case may be,” she asked.

“Ten minutes?” I suggested, and Alica nodded her head.

We cleaned the walkway and then went to work on the finished basement room. There was already a television and a fully stocked bar. We only needed to put ice in the small refrigerator freezer, vacuum after getting the dust off, and put clean sheets on the hide-a-bed.

Since we wanted one more adventure before using the basement, we checked into a hotel, a favorite of single men visiting the huge nearby business park. We ordered room service and slept for an hour on the king-size bed.

Alica

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