The affair had been going on for months. Where they would meet for sex often changed. Sometimes her place, sometimes his.
Each other's partner suspected nothing of the adultery.
Today she took him inside; riding him.
He gripped her waist. His thrusts matched hers.
Base. Animal. They were so into the moment. Then she heard the front door shutting.
Frantically she rolled off him and pushed him out of the bed.
'Get in the wardrobe.'
In a blind panic he complied.
The absurdity of the situation became apparent as he stood there, naked, hiding behind his own coat-hangered shirts.
Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
Love it, Shaun! Maybe he'll get to see either a cat-fight or some girl-on-girl action! Either seem like a good spectator sport, but I reckon that in the end, he'll be the one who gets well and truly screwed :-)
shaun almost 7 years ago
Wow! Are you in for a surprise then, Neville. Thank you both, gentlemen. I hope you like how this develops.
Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
After that comment, Shaun, I can't wait! :-)
Anthony J Bufort almost 7 years ago
Intriguing ending. And you are ever pushing me toward beginning my erotic genre writings in earnest, not just with this, but some of your other works. ;)
shaun almost 7 years ago
Glad I can be of some help. Thanks for all your feedback.