Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
“Thanks.” When she left, I threw myself into work, blaming myself, blaming her, and definitely blaming Melanie.
“Johnny, really. The vibe of the room, the way you have the speakers inside here so we can hear others, but it’s not so loud that it’s overbearing, and you’ve yet to display me the real show.” Winnie turns around, taking in the all-black room—black walls, black furniture, and black carpeting. The lighting is low and what the designer called a moody aesthetic. I just wanted it to be easy to clean and easy to replace when the time comes.
“Flip the switch, first one closest to me,” I tell her, staying where I am, wanting to see how she’ll react when the one-way screen is revealed. Her hips sway with each step she takes. The dress I picked out for tonight is made for easy access, and getting my hands on her is the only thing I can think about.
“Holy shit.” The corner of her eye catches on the view, her hand goes to her mouth, and just when I think I’ll have to shut this down, my wife does the complete opposite: her feet carry her to the window fast as lightning, quicker than I can get my raging cock under control. Her hands touch to the glass, and she asks, “Can they see in?” She looks over her shoulder, back arched, ass tilted upward, the heels she’s wearing elongating her legs, and with the way she has her hair pulled to the side, fucking hell, my wife is ripe for the fucking taking.
“No.” My voice comes out hoarse, and I take a step forward. “Only we can watch what they’re doing. There’s another switch where they can watch us, but that’s not happening. Your body, your breathless moans, your orgasms, they’re only for me.” I take my suit jacket off, dropping it to the leather couch. I didn’t bother with a tie, though I should have. It’d be hot as hell to tie Winnie’s hands behind her back, keeping her at my mercy. Those soft hands of hers make me lose control when she touches me.
“That’s good because I don’t want anyone to see you, either.” Her breath hitches when she sees me slowly stalking toward her, slowly unbuttoning my dress shirt, first the cuffs and then the ones at my throat. Her blue eyes shimmer with desire, and her legs shift, opening further. My eyes drop from hers to the rest of her body. She hasn’t been home long and already the curves are starting to come back, and the deep circles have disappeared. I’ve got my wife back.
“Look at the club, mi cariño. Keep your eyes on what others are doing and tell me which catches your attention the most.” I drop my shirt on another piece of furniture, pull my undershirt off quickly, and press my front to her back.
“Oh god, it’s hot, Johnny. The way those two men are kissing so passionately. You can tell they’re in love. Look at the way the man behind him has his hand over his heart while the other holds him open as he slides inside of his partner.” Her voice is breathless, and I can see what she means. The kiss never ends; the man in front holds on to the other by the back of his head while his other hand works his cock in tandem with every thrust.
“What else do you see?” I lift the skirt of her dress over her ass, enjoying the hiss coming from the back of her throat when she realizes what I’m doing.
“Oh god, Johnny.” I’m barely touching her, and she’s begging for a whole lot more.
“I want to know what my esposa likes to watch while I’m fucking her hot little pussy.” Her head, which was resting on my shoulder after giving me the first play-by-play, lifts away. In a sea of people, I can tell instantly what has her enraptured. It’s not the woman lying on another woman’s lap getting spanked or another couple where the man has his hands tied behind his back as he eats the woman in front of him, and it’s not the couple where the woman is riding the man’s cock. “You like what you see, the threesome off to the left, don’t you, Winn.” I nip at her neck hard enough to leave a mark on her pale skin. My tongue soothes it afterwards.
“Yes, so hot. She’s taking two cocks at once. That must feel incredible.” She’s goading me, trying to spur me into action, and fuck me if it isn’t working. I pull back for a moment, attacking my belt, button, and zipper.
“Keep talking, or you won’t get my dick.” I didn’t bother with boxer briefs tonight. They’d only get in my way for a moment like this. I step back, pull Winnie’s hips with me so she’s arched more and at a ninety-degree angle, perfect to bottom out inside of her cunt.