MY Wife's Dark Secrets

Chapter 12

It took me a little longer to pull myself together than it did Denrique. He threw his sweats back on and marched back to the living room shirtless. I strode to his bathroom to wipe his c*m off my face and my melons. I did some fill in to my soiled lipstick and straightened my untidied hair.

My fingers quivered with the anxiety state I was in. Jayden was out there waiting for me. Doubt pervaded me again. Had I really just done what my husband wanted? I still wasn’t a hundred percent sure.

Sure it was his fantasy. That much was clear. But now it was our reality. An action that couldn’t dessert my mind. I can’t believe what I just done…

I faced the mirror and looked at my reflection. The brand new me. Hotwife Lina. My eyes were alive and vibrant. My cheeks flush. My whole being visibly set humming from those multiple man-made orgasms. I guess that’s why they warn careful what you wish for, Jayden.

When I walked into the living room, I found Jayden sitting on the other couch alone. Denrique had taken his spot by Amelia’s side and the couple were making out ardently. My husband appeared so hopeless, so left out, so uncormfortable.

Jayden stood as soon as he saw me. Our eyes searched each other naviously. Are we ok? Do you still love me?

The color that the past twenty-minutes in that bedroom had added to my complexion seemed to have had the opposite effect on Jayden. He appeared knackered, his complexion pale.

Denrique and Amelia continued their perfervid necking. It was difficult for me to watch.

“Come on. Let’s go.” I said to Jayden. He nodded in quick agreement. We left the apartment without saying goodbye. Not that Denrique and Amelia seemed to notice or care.

Jayden held my hand. I smiled at him. He still looked in shock. His face blank, like a man who had just luckily survived a trauma.

Inside the elevator I turned to Jayden. We had to confront this. Head on.

“Babe, are you okay?”

His breath came in ragged little bursts. His eyes danced. I was really worried. This whole game we had played had been a gut punch for my hubby, one that he did not seem to be handling well at all. I was ready to get down on my knees and beg forgiveness, I was ready to cry, I was ready to rant and rave, blame him for not stopping it, do whatever I needed to get his forgiveness and bring our marriage back on track.

When he grabbed me by my ass and pushed me against a wall of the elevator and kissed me full on the lips.

I squealed in surprise and resisted. I kept my lips tightly closed. Denrique’s duck had just been in there. Did Jayden really want to be kissing me just yet?

But he was relentless so I opened up to him. His tongue darted into mine and then he stopped. He pulled his head back. I looked into his eyes searchingly. He looked deep into mine.

We didn’t have to say anything. My husband could taste him. He knew what I did.

To my shock my husband leaned in and kissed me again. This time I kissed him back. I relished kissing him, swilling our tongues together. Go ahead, hubby, taste my lover. Take your time. Taste him like your life depends on it.

*

Outside, Jayden put his arm around my waist and rushed me to our car.

“Jesus, what’s gotten into you?” I scolded but hurried along with him as fast as I could on my high heels. He got me into the car and as he ran around to the driver’s side I noted the time. It was almost two a.m.! We needed to get back home and relieve the babysitter.

“Honey, it’s late, we need to…”

But Jayden had other needs when he entered the car. The man was upon me again! He pulled the lever and dropped my seat back. He was kissing my breasts where Denrique had splashed me with his c*m only minutes before.

“Babe, please, let’s do this when we get home.”