Nothing Better To Do: A Cuckolding Novella by Arnica Butler

Author:Arnica Butler [Butler, Arnica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thirteenth Line Publications
Published: 2015-09-06T23:00:00+00:00

Did I have any real sense of what was about to happen in the room we went to? Kirsten led me, Danny-Tattoos, Dirk, Craig, and, though I didn't know it until I turned around in the room, two nameless strangers, down a hall, up some stairs that looked like they should be condemned, and into a room. I followed her in the darkness, and it felt as though my mind had been turned off.

I mean, what did I think was going to happen?

There's nothing better to do, her voice kept repeating in my mind.

What, after all, did I think that meant? She wanted to play backgammon?

The room looked like it had seen a lot of action and better days. A hodgepodge of worn furniture was clustered around the large place – the ceiling revealed that it used to be two rooms, but someone had knocked out the wall inexpertly. The engineer in me shuddered at the damage and tried to push it out of my mind. The house would probably collapse if too much snow piled on it.

Once we entered the room, things began to move very quickly and very slowly all at the same time. Kirsten laughed, she claimed to be hot. She stripped her soaked camisole from her torso.

I blinked, and the men moved around her. I thought I heard somebody say they hadn't seen those in a long time.

Kirsten looked at me. Her face was burned into my mind forever in that moment. Beauty, defiance, malice, and playfulness overlapped on her face.

That moment, I knew, was my chance to stop her.

But I stood near a wall, and watched her instead.

Her caramel nipples were hard in the cool room. Sweat glistened on her creamy skin.

Her fingers moved down to slide her jeans from her hips. She shook herself to make them slide down to her feet, and then she stepped out of them. She kicked them to the side.

I looked at the scene: my wife, covered only by a thin black pair of satin panties, standing in the middle of a room, smiling, and twirling her camisole in her hand, for an audience of five men.

Who had gone silent, and serious. Like a pack of hyenas, circling prey. They were serious now, and they were going to devour my wife.

My cock was hard and my eyes felt like they would well over with tears.

This cannot be happening, I thought to myself.

Kirsten tossed the bar away and smiled. She climbed, a little unsteadily because of her drunken state, to prop herself up on one of the worn armchairs scattered throughout the room. Her knees and hands were resting on the seat, and she crossed her ankles playfully. She rested her chin on the back of the chair.

Now the men began to stir.

Danny moved almost simultaneously with her, and he slid her panties from her hips.

Her bare ass was now exposed to the men who were watching her, encircling her like a pack of horny, hungry wolves. She turned her face toward one of them, with a sexy and dirtily inviting grin on her face.

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