I Know What You're Doing - Part One: She Loves to Watch Me Play

by Zane Michaelson

  I told myself I would get Friday out of the way, then I would sit him down and explain why I had to walk away. I was certain he would understand.

  I needed to show Jenna how much I still wanted, needed and loved her, so as she walked past, I grabbed her and kissed her hard on the mouth. It wasn’t passionate, but frenzied, like I had to do it there and then, or I would die.

  She had the most amazing and tender lips, and it seemed forever since we’d held one another this passionately.

  My hands caressed her body, and hers mine.

  Just as my hands were wandering up her short skirt, one of the girls woke up, her cry echoing through the baby monitor on the kitchen cabinet.

  “I’m sure she knows,” I said, feeling frustrated.

  “Haha,” Jenna replied. “I think she does. Hold that thought – I’ll settle Macy down and we can continue where we left off. You aren’t getting away that easily.” She leaned in and kissed me, but another cry pulled her attention away and she rushed up the stairs.

  My cock was straining against my trousers so I slipped out of them and sat on the sofa, waiting for my wife to come back.

  When she did appear, I was speechless.

  She was dressed in a jade green Basque with matching suspenders and stockings. I could have shot my load there and then.

  I’d never seen them before, so she must have bought them, ready for an occasion like this.

  “Wow,” was all I could muster.

  Jenna knew how much of an effect this stuff had on me.

  She walked seductively toward me and by this time I was fully naked, my cock firmly in my hand. I was pulling my foreskin back and forth, aware my bell end was glistening with pre-cum.

  I made to speak, and Jenna put her fingers to her lips to silence me.

  She straddled me and sat down on my throbbing cock.

  I guided it inside her and it felt nice and warm, just like warm blancmange smothered on my dick.

  Jenna began to slide herself up and down, the sensations I was feeling were amazing. I had missed fucking my wife so much, and it had taken Chad to make me realise it.

  I let Jenna ride me for a few minutes then gently lifted her off, beckoning her to take my cock in her mouth.

  She wasn’t overly fond of sucking cock, I knew that, but she wasn’t getting away from me, or getting out of doing it tonight.

  To my surprise, she greedily began to slurp on my length, the noises she was making almost making me spill into her mouth.

  What she did next surprised me, but I couldn’t stop her once she started. It felt too good!

  She slid her fingers into my arse, and whilst it shocked me because my hole was still tender from Chad, I loved it. She was pressing right on my prostate, and I was doing everything within my power to hold off cumming.

  Jenna looked up as she fingered my hole, and I wanted to ask what she was doing, but the look on her face told me not to question her. I let her take the lead and carry on, closing my eyes, enjoying the fingering she was giving me.

  “You like that,” she whispered. “Don’t you?”

  “Yeah,” I groaned. “So much.”

  “You’re a dirty boy, aren’t you?”

  “Ohhhh,” was all I could reply, as she plunged her fingers in and out.

  “What are you?” she asked

  “A dirty boy,” I replied, panting.

  “Whose dirty boy are you?” she asked, sounding quite dominant.

  “I’m your dirty boy,” I replied, as she took her fingers out then shoved her middle finger back in.

  “Good boy,” she said. “Mistress likes her dirty boy.”

  As I lay there, I wondered where all of this had come from, but I didn’t care at that moment as she curved her fingers just inside the entrance to my arse hole. I don’t know what she was doing, but I’d never felt anything like it before, and didn’t want it to end.

  It was like she was using her finger to beckon me toward her. The only way I could describe it was like her finger making a repeated hooking motion.

  I felt like I was cumming, but I knew I wasn’t.

  “Wooooahhhh,” I moaned as she moved her finger faster. “Fuuuuccckkk,” I cried.

  She continued to wiggle her finger inside me, but never took her eyes off my face. With her other hand, she wanked my cock slowly but surely and I couldn’t hold off anymore.

  I let out a huge moan. “I’m gonna cum,” I yelled, as she put her mouth over my bell end and gulped down my hot load.

  She carried on sucking my cock even after I’d cum, but it was so sensitive, I had to push her away.

  “Did you enjoy that?” she asked.

  “It was amazing,” I replied.

  She leant forward and kissed me, and I could taste my own cum. I didn’t mind though as I’d eaten so much of my own over the years, I was accustomed to the sometimes salty and bitter taste.

  That was that, and she stood up and pulled me from the sofa.

  “Come on,” she said, “I’m starving now.”

  “Me too,” I lied, but I didn’t want to upset her after she’d gone to so much trouble.

  She led me into the kitchen and I sat down whilst she fetched our robes.

  We sat in silence and ate our meal.

  Something was on her mind, I was certain of it, but if I knew Jenna, she would tell me soon enough.

  A part of me wondered if there was somebody else.

  I had no right to think it, but the change in her sexual demeanour unsettled me.

  Chapter Ten

  Friday soon came around and I kissed Jenna and the girls goodbye.

  “Have a good time tonight with your friends, and don’t get too drunk.”

  “I won’t but I’m going to Ellie’s rather than having everyone round here. It’s not often I get a night away so I’m making the most of it while you’re away in Birmingham.”

  “Okay, Love. You’ve got the hotel number and I’ll call you with the room number when I check in.”

  “Call my mobile as I’ll be at Ellie’s by then. Drive safely.” She blew me a kiss and walked back into the house.

  I dialled Chad’s number, excited and horny to hear his voice.

  He picked up after one ring.

  “Hey, Buddy. How are you?” he asked, sounding friendly, but formal.

  “Relax, Stud. I’m alone and wanted to let you know I’ll be with you in about an hour. I just gotta pop into the office quickly and then I’ll swing by and get you. Is that okay?”

  “Don’t be late, or you’ll get more than this butt plug I have in my hand, up your ass.”

  “I better make sure I’m late then,” I teased.

  “Fucking whore,” he replied. “Just get here as soon as you can – I miss you.”

  Wow, I thought. Did he really just say that to me?

  “I miss you too,” I replied, and it wasn’t a lie. “See you shortly.” I ended the call this time. Trying to quash the familiar guilt that was already creeping in.

  It was bad enough him fucking me rotten in my office, but sneaking off for a night of hot sex in a hotel had landed me in serial cheat territory.

  I couldn’t feel guilty ‘cos tonight was the last time I would ever see Chad again. I had decided that morning. My marriage wasn’t dead, and in fact, was very much alive, if last night’s horny session was anything to go by. I just needed a reminder of what we had and what I stood to lose.

  *

  I pulled up outside Chad’s place just under an hour later and beeped my horn. He appeared a few minutes later, smiling as he approached the car.

  “Nice wheels,” he said, leaning in to kiss me.

  I pulled away, unsure. “What about your wife?”

  “She’s out shopping, and anyway, fuck her. I don’t give a shit what she knows, now kiss me.” He cupped the back of my head and pulled me toward him, kissing me like only he knew how. It felt so good, but sadness tinged with excitement knowing that could have been one of the last kisses we sh
ared.

  “You like to take risks, don’t you?”

  “I just wanna be with you, Zane. I never should have walked away all those years ago, but my inheritance was on the line. If my parents had found out I had a boyfriend, they’d have cut me off in a heartbeat.”

  “A boyfriend?” I asked. “Who?”

  “You really are slow on the uptake,” he replied. “You, of course, but at the time I didn’t think anything of it. Just a bit of horny fun with a friend, but looking back now, we were a couple in everything but name, and I wasn’t the only one to think it.”

  I was shocked by this revelation. “Oh,” I muttered.

  “Yeah. I bumped into a few of the lads from our halls and they asked how you were, but when I told them we lost touch, they were all surprised.”

  “Why?” I asked.

  “Took me a while to get it out of them, but they all seemed to know we were fucking and assumed we were a couple, but too shy to actually ask. I nearly died when they told me, but looking back, we were a fucking couple. I just wish I’d had the balls to admit it back then, and we wouldn’t be sneaking off to hotels God knows where ten years later.”

  *

  We stopped off for a bite to eat en-route and arrived at the hotel a few hours later.

  The first thing I did was call Jenna and give her my room number.

  She was already at Ellie’s place – I could hear the music roaring in the background.

  I didn’t feel as guilty hearing her voice because I knew when I returned home tomorrow this moment of madness would be over with and our marriage would be back to the way it was before I got myself into a funk.

  I lay on the bed whilst Chad took a shower, feeling a little tired, but excited for the night ahead.

  I must have drifted off to sleep and felt Chad tapping me gently. But what a sight to wake up to.

  His honey blond hair was pushed back from his pretty face, just like it was all those years ago, and he was smiling down at me. The white towel was wrapped just below his hips, the V shape sloping down towards his cock, invitingly.

  I reached up and put my hand under the towel, and could feel his cock. Even semi hard, it was still amazing. I gently began to pull on his cock and felt it grow to full size in my hand.

  He pulled the towel away and I gasped as the cock ring was securely fastened around his cock and balls. By this point, it was bulging, and I wanted it so badly.

  “I’ve kept to my end of the bargain,” he said, “Now, it’s your turn.”

  I was nervous not knowing how big this thing was. I wasn’t going to lie to him. But I knew I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me.

  I let go of his cock. He went to the dressing table and opened his overnight bag and pulled out something opaque that reminded me of an ice lolly with a flange stuck to it – a bit like a dummy.

  “Is that really going up my arse?” I asked, not sure if it would even fit. It was bigger than Zane’s cock.

  “Yeah,” he smiled. “I’m gonna slide it up your cunt, then we’re gonna go out for dinner, and it’s gonna turn me on so much knowing you’re sitting there with that shoved up you.”

  Chapter Eleven

  I laughed, waiting for the punchline that didn’t come. “You’re fucking kidding me, right?”

  He looked at me with his serious face. “Do I look like I’m joking?”

  And then and there I knew he wasn’t.

  A part of me was scared to death, but the rest of me was dying to know what it felt like inside me.

  Chad always liked to push it, and as he stood there, his ripped, naked body before me, and the cock ring doing its job, I would have done anything with him.

  “Okay,” I said, resigned to my fate, “How are we gonna do it?”

  “First of all, we’re gonna get in the shower together, then I’m gonna ram my meat up you to open your ass a bit, then I’m gonna piss all over you…”

  “What?” I asked, actually shocked.

  “I’m gonna piss all over you.” He looked determined.

  “I’m not sure…” I said, pausing as he interrupted.

  “You will be when you feel my warm piss all over your body.”

  I’d never thought of it before, but I suddenly felt much hornier than a few seconds ago. “Okay.”

  Chad led me into the bathroom and we both stepped inside the large frosted shower cubicle.

  “Get on your knees,” he commanded, and I did as I was told. “Are you ready?”

  He took hold of his cock and for a minute I thought he may have had performance anxiety, but suddenly his piss began to spray my chest, running down onto my hard cock.

  I don’t know what possessed me, but I opened my mouth and he took aim, pissing into my mouth. I didn’t know what to expect and all the while my mind was racing, but I took a big gulp and drank it down. It was warm and had a taste I couldn’t describe. I didn’t know if I liked it or not, but it was one step closer to Chad, and that alone aroused me more.

  He continued to piss all over my chest, then when he finished, he rammed his cock into my waiting mouth.

  I flicked my tongue over his piss slit, enjoying licking it clean.

  “Mmmm,” I groaned.

  “You’re a dirty whore, Zane – my dirty whore.” He slapped me playfully across the face and I liked it.

  “Harder,” I asked.

  Chad slapped me again, this time a little harder. “You like that?”

  “Harder, please,” I begged.

  And he did. He slapped me around a bit and I could have bust my nut there and then.

  He pulled me to my feet and kissed me. I loved to feel his tongue in my mouth. In fact, after Jenna, he was the best kisser I’d ever met.

  I wanted his cock in me and turned away. Bending over. Without warning he grabbed my hips and found my hole with the tip of his cock and thrust forward.

  I let out a huge moan as he filled me up, but he wasn’t in me for long and pulled his cock out. I could still feel my arse hole twitching and knew it was still gaping.

  “Wait there,” he said, as he stepped out of the room, returning with the butt plug.

  I was still nervous about the size, but prepared myself anyway as Chad smothered it in lube.

  We didn’t use lube when fucking and his dick was like a baby’s arm, so why was he using it now?

  I bent over. “Go slowly,” I said, worried.

  “Shut the fuck up and bend over,” he demanded, and I did as I was told.

  I flinched as he pushed the tip of the butt plug on my rosebud. The lube was cold, but a few seconds later, I was glad of it.

  “Fuuuuuccccck,” I said, trying to pull away. I was bent over in the shower cubicle and pressed against the wall with no means of escape.

  The pain was immense, but Chad continued to slide it up me until suddenly, the pain subsided and my hole clenched tight shut. I could feel the butt plug inside me. I reached around to feel it, and there it was, the flange part sticking out my arse.

  “How does it feel?” he asked, and for the first time, he sounded nervous.

  I hadn’t decided just yet, but answered him anyway. “Weird, but I like it.” I answered.

  “I can take it out if you’re not sure. I…”

  “No,” I cut in. “I want it in me.”

  He smiled and pulled me toward him. Our lips locked and we stood there for what seemed an eternity kissing. I loved it when he gently tugged at my bottom lip with his teeth.

  This man had been sent from heaven, I was sure of it.

  I would miss him so much and didn’t know what I’d do without him in my life.

  Chapter Twelve

  Jenna had zoomed down the motorway, but wasn’t stupid enough to break the speed limit.

  She wanted to get to the hotel before Zane did and couldn’t risk being stopped by the police.

  As far as he was concerned the kids were at her Mum’s for the night and she was having a girlie night with Ellie and a few workmates, not ch
ecking into the same hotel to spy on her husband and the man she suspected was his lover.

  Ellie loaned her a chestnut brown wig cut into a bob style, and she looked at her own reflection and had trouble identifying herself. Her usual natural make up had been replaced with darker eye shadow and lipstick. If she was spotted, Zane wouldn’t guess it was her.

  She’d paid the receptionist a hundred pounds to put her in the room next door to her husband’s.

  Jenna sat on the bed, and wondered how long it would be before Zane checked in, or whether she had truly overstepped the mark and imagined the whole thing.

  But, deep down she knew what she’d heard that day, and that coupled with her husband’s miraculous recovery from whatever he had been going through, it didn’t take a genius to work out something drastic had happened.

  It wasn’t something she had ever considered – her husband cheating on her, and with a man, but she should have guessed long ago that there was more to their friendship.

  Even during their early years of dating, Zane had talked a lot about Chad, and after tracking him down on Facebook and seeing his pictures, a small part of her could see the attraction. The man was gorgeous, but he had to be perceived as the enemy.

  He was trying to take the man she loved away from her, but she would hang onto him with all her might, and yes, it would be hard at first, but they would get over it.

  Their sex life was still amazing, as the other night proved, but she needed concrete evidence if she was going to win this battle.

  She wanted to make it clear to Chad, that if he wanted war, then she would go in guns blazing. He wasn’t taking her man away from her.

  A noise from the corridor told her Zane had arrived, and she had to stop herself from rushing out and confronting them.

  She stood behind the door and heard them laughing, and opened it a crack, shocked to see them openly kissing in the hallway. Seeing her husband passionately kissing his lover didn’t anger her, like she thought it would, but as much as she didn’t want to admit it, she found it aroused her. She reached down and rubbed at her clit.

  If she didn’t know, she would think they made a gorgeous couple and had to commend her husband for his taste in men.