WHO IS IN THE DARK?

Scared I was exposed. I got up quickly and hid away the package I got and went to freshen up. I was panicking so bad, thinking: who was this person? Who saw me? I had a lot of questions, and I needed to uncover this secret. Nobody was supposed to find out about my secret.

James got back. I kept on waiting for him to talk about it, but he never did. Didn’t James find out? What if he drove me out of the house? Would I be happy? On second thought, I’d be homeless because I’m sure even my parents wouldn’t want me. I know my family.

I had to protect my secret at all costs. I also thought about telling James myself, all I’ve been up to these past few days, but I decided against it. But none of my imagination came to pass, and we ate silently. I quickly left the dining room because I needed to figure this out.

I texted Jessica and asked if she got me any package. She said no, then asked if I got anything and wanted to know the content of the package. But I couldn’t bring myself to tell her, so I just told her I missed her and looked forward to our next visit. We chatted happily, and I ended the call, still feeling weird and scared. Someone was trying to toy with me, and I wouldn’t want to be criticized by everybody.

That night, I tried calling the number the text came from, and I was unable to. So should I wait till the person called me again? Do I have to do anything for this person to call me? I was obviously scared.

I started feeling sleepy and decided to go to bed when my phone vibrated with a text message.

I quickly grabbed my phone in fear, and I saw a text from the unknown number again:

“I want your pussy naked tonight. No panties.”

I looked around. Nobody. And James was already sleeping beside me.

I lay there, not getting up to pull off my panties. I just wanted to sleep and wake up from this nightmare. Why is someone doing this to me?

The next morning, as James left the house, I personally told the cleaner not to bother. I cleaned all the rooms, from the first floor, the kitchen, everything. I was getting paranoid, and I needed to find any hidden camera.

I cleaned me and James' room, checking under the bed, everywhere, multiple times. I ended up exhausted, still nothing.

I called Jessica and asked if anyone had ever stalked her before, and she laughed. She was so twisted and said if someone would do that to her, it’d be sexy.

I just needed a break from everything. I needed a release from everything.

I went to the drawer, opened it, and brought out the dildo.

I felt the thrill.

I licked it, held it down, and moaned.

What was I doing? I was supposed to be looking for the creep. But I was horny, and I needed this. I didn’t care who looked at that moment.

I gasped as it filled my pussy. I pumped it faster. I moaned loudly.

I hoped whoever was watching enjoyed the good show I put on.

My body convulsed as I reached orgasm.

That night, when James got back, I decided to initiate sex. I wanted James to see this part of me.

I stripped my dress, remaining in the thong Jessica gave me.

I wanted James to see me as a sexual being.

I kept looking at his face for any reaction of displeasure, but he was just staring in shock.

I pushed him to the bed and kissed him while whining my hips on his dick. He was rock hard.

I did like I watched in those videos. For once, I wanted to take control.

I brought out his dick, stroking it, then kissed the tip with my lips.

I saw James’ expression, he was enjoying it.

Then, suddenly, he pushed me from his body and forced his dick inside me.

He fucked me with so much lust like I’d never seen. I moaned as I was enjoying it.

I rubbed my clit so I could cum while he fucked me.

I thought maybe he’s not that bad, and we can fix our bedroom life with all of this.

But James soon came and fell on the bed, which brought me back to reality, that it was the same old James who would only pleasure himself.

I got up, went to the bathroom to freshen up. And there it was, another text from the unknown number:

“I always punish those that disobey me.”

I was stunned. Who was this person tormenting my life? What did he mean by punishment?

Another text came in that night.

He said I had disobeyed him by sleeping with my panties on, and I was using his things to pleasure myself but not listening to him.

I was shocked.

But I wanted to also find out who this person was.

Then I remembered the shadow I saw at Jessica’s place that day.

Could she be aware about this?

I needed to know who’s playing pranks on me.

I was wet unknowingly.

Did I like being watched? I don’t know yet.

But I just wanted to find out who was watching me.

And he said punishment.

My mind went there.

I didn’t know how he would punish me.

As far as he didn’t tell James.

When James woke up, he asked me where I learned that from, and I asked if he didn’t like it.

But James looked at me with so much suspicion.

He said he liked it, but wouldn’t be lenient with me if he found me doing sneaky things while he’s not home.

As James left, I relaxed.

I needed to go to Jessica’s.

I must find out if she knows about this and all.

So I got ready and told the driver to go drop me.

As I got to Jessica’s house, I came down from the car and told the driver to go back, that I was paying a surprise visit. I’d call him to come pick me up later, because I needed answers.

I didn’t want to ruin my marriage and the standard everyone already had for me.

I heard moaning sounds. It was Jessica.

I wondered if her husband didn’t go to work today, so I waited patiently in the sitting room.

I didn’t want to disturb them.

She came out and was so shocked to see me.

“Did you just get here?” she asked, anxious, but why?

I said, “Yes, I just came inside. I was about to call you.”

I asked if she was the only one at home.

She said yes.

I almost forgot what brought me here, as I was confused why Jessica was lying.

I clearly heard a man fucking her and calling her a good girl.

So I didn’t understand.

But I quickly brought up my issues. I told her to stop playing pranks on me.

I told her about the sex toys and how I felt someone was watching me.

But she laughed and said I should calm down, if I didn’t enjoy the attention.

And if James ever gave me such attention.

I wanted to refute it, but she was right.

James never did.

While I was at Jessica’s place, I got a text again, telling me to come to a location and wear no panties.

I showed her the message.

Then I realized, it couldn’t be Jessica. She was sitting with me.

She persuaded me to go.

Let’s see what this person was up to.

But how can I be so confident going somewhere, knowing fully well this was the mysterious person who had been sending me texts?

I rejected it and said I was not going.

But my body wanted to explore the dream I had at Jessica’s house that day.

I could feel my pussy get wet.

I cursed my body.

I was shameless.

And I was married to someone.

I decided I wouldn’t go.

No matter what.

I can’t keep going deeper into this.

Thirty minutes later, I got a text.

It was a video, of me fucking myself with the dildo.

And a message:

“Do you dare to refuse my offer?”

I got up, panicking.

What was this?

How did this video end up in someone’s hand?

I ran out of Jessica’s house.

I boarded a cab.

I needed to get home quickly.

I deleted everything on my laptop.

I trashed the toys and the panties.

I was scared.

Another video came in, of a masked man eating my pussy up.

And I could see how I moaned with reckless abandon.

So that wasn’t a dream?

I screamed.

Who is doing this to me?

I wanted to see this man...

Another text came:

“How would James react to this? You’ll leave me with no choice if you keep rejecting my kindness.”

And he gave me thirty minutes to get to the location.