Swingers, Hotwives & Cuckolds: 13 Book Menage Erotica Bundle by Blake Paul

Author:Blake Paul [Paul, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

I walked back to my apartment with the red dress tucked safely away in the garment bag. I should have taken a cab - it was too far to walk - but I walked anyway. I left the shoes behind at Christina’s place. She said she would hold onto them and bring them into work for me the next week so that I didn’t have to lug home two parcels in a cab.

I passed by a corner cafe, the sidewalk outside dotted with couples having an early supper. I wondered how many of them had ever had sex with someone who wasn’t their spouse. Probably more than I would expect. If I saw me and Nick sitting there, dipping our bread into a bowl of olive oil, I would think that we were monogamous. I would assume it. I would decide that it was the case. I would make up my mind that the happily married couple at the overpriced bistro was so happy, so insanely in love that they would never cheat. That’s what love is, isn’t it? Never having sexual feelings for anyone else?

I wasn’t cheating. I wasn’t. Nick wanted this. I wanted this. Our only mistake was that we had waited so long to do it.

I always thought that if we were going to do it, it would be Nick to spur us on, to give us that little nudge that we needed. Maybe it would start out slowly. A glance, a strong hand upon my bare shoulder, a head tossed back in a laugh and a little tap on his knee. I didn’t think it would be some outside force to push us in head first, to sink or to swim.

It hadn’t started out slowly. That’s why I was in this mess. That’s why I felt that what I did was wrong.

I wanted to get caught. I wanted Nick there. I wanted him to see. And he didn’t hesitate that first time we fucked other people. He jumped in head first on his own. I didn’t drag him down with me. He wanted this more than I did.

Maybe it was because I was used to being passive that I still felt a little bit guilty about the whole thing. Women aren’t supposed to be assertive. Women aren’t supposed to take charge.

But my guilt was melting away, little by little. Seeing the look on Nick’s face when I told him about what happened in the red dress was enough to get me back on the good side of the situation we had found ourselves in.

My feet hurt by the time I got to the apartment. I had worn my comfy sneakers to brunch and to whatever you’d call what happened after, but my feet still hurt. I should have taken a cab.

Still, there was a little bit of lightness in my step. There was a freedom that I hadn’t felt in a long time - since before I had gotten married. I still felt the touch of Brad and Christina on me, I still had that hungry longing inside me.

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