Chapter 11

Caught!

Ari's POV

As much as I hate to, I have to admit that I just had the best sex ever even if I did some very disgusting stuff.

Andrew was as good as I remembered, even better. Thinking about his long, thick dick with veins, I could feel excitement pooling in my belly again.

Anyways, I'm glad this is over. Now he would leave me the hell alone and get out of this room and my life. I stand up, ignoring Andrew's pull, tug off the blindfold and go into the bathroom.

I stare at the mirror and the face staring back at me doesn't look like mine at all. My hair is disheveled, my eyes look wild with streaks of mascara around and my face is red from the slaps Andrew had dashed on my cheeks. A tingly feeling runs through me at the thought of the slaps on my ass too and I stop myself.

‘Ari, this is so fucked up!’ I tell myself.

Andrew is big trouble and I know so why am I falling for his tactics again? And why is my treacherous body responding to his touch so enthusiastically, my cunt dripping at the thought of his dick?

I hear the door to the room bang shut and realize Andrew must have left the room. Good riddance!

I suddenly think of Marco, wondering how he would react if he could have witnessed I and Andrew’s escapade, or sexcapade to be precise. A twinge of guilt begins to tear at me. I sigh and tell myself it's just this once. Just this once. It would never happen again. I remember I had sent him a text while I was waiting for my coffee earlier on and he had not replied. By the way, I had also dialed Lima's phone several times this morning but she didn't pick up. I hope nothing was wrong.

‘Oh God’ I groaned

I wouldn't forgive myself if anything had happened to my husband or child while I was foolishly fucking the bastard.

I brush my teeth frantically trying to erase the stupid taste of Andrew's cum (although it wasn't exactly the worst taste in the world, I must say.) I also take a quick shower, making sure to wash my clit very carefully then I hurry out of the bathroom and pick up the phone to call Marco after putting on a pair of clean panties and a silk top. I relax a bit when he picks up the video call on the first ring.

‘Hello baby’ I coo gently, figuring that maybe if I talked calmly, I wouldn't betray my guilt. He looks cool as usual, although a little bit disoriented. Maybe he was working on something difficult. I ask of my baby and he confirms that she is fine and she had even made him chocolate that morning. I tell him to come online and when he tells me ‘I love you darl’ my heart skips a beat and my chest tightens at the sincerity in his voice and how I had betrayed him a few minutes ago.

I go online and find that he has replied the text I sent to him earlier. It was immediately after the workshop session and I was feeling very horny and I had sent a text saying ‘baby I'm so wet right now’ hoping that we would sext and I would release myself of the painful ache in my pussy.

Now I read his reply

'Oh babe, you have no idea how horny I am either' and despite myself, I feel warm liquid pooling in my clit.

'Really?’ I type back and he immediately responds with

'Yeah. I wish you were right beside me so I'll cup your breasts tight and swirl my tongue around your nipples before slowly biting them'

I release a moan as Marco tells me all he wants to do to me and reach out to rub my aching clit.

'Goodness baby, I have slipped my hand into my pants so I won't die from the heat in my clit'

'I'll part your thighs, find my way to your wet clit and rub till you are moaning in pleasure. I'll slide my fingers into your warm hole and thrust till you scream out in pleasure.’

'Ohhh..' I rub faster in circles and I'm very close to the peak when the door to the room flings open and Andrew walks in, with a wicked grin on his face, startling me.

‘Oh no, don't stop, continue with what you're doing,’ he smirks as I'm struggling to replace my panties and cover my pussy. He had changed out of his suit and ties into a simple vest and shorts. I ignore the fact that the outline of his abs and muscular arms are beautiful and yell at him Instead.

‘Andrew, you bastard’ I spit out angrily. ‘What the hell are you doing here? We had an agreement and it has been met so why do you have to barge into my room?’

Andrew didn't seem sorry. In fact, he had a small grin on his face.

‘I’m sorry to have interrupted you but I only came to pick up my belt’

He points to a corner of the room where a brown thick belt is lying. He picks it up but instead of getting the hell out of the room, guess what he does, yes, you're right. He moves towards me, his erect boner pushing his shorts forward.

‘What.. what are you doing?’

‘Since I interrupted you and stopped you from cumming, it's only fair that I help you get it, right?’

‘Andrew no’ as if he was going to listen.

‘One last time, bitch’

Before I can even muster the strength to say Jack, I feel Andrew's mouth on the nape of my neck, nibbling gently and sending shock of shivers down my spine. I release a moan and give up trying to stop him.

He lifts me gently and places me on the bed so my back is turned to him. Taking both my arms, he ties my hands above my my back and tie them with his belt. The juices burst out of my clit in anticipation. He lifts my hips upward doggy style and ever so slowly dives in.

‘Oh fuck’

Then the thrusts begin. He goes faster, harder, plunging his dick in to the roots and withdrawing sharply then thrusting in again. He slaps my ass cheeks over and over and they bouce wildly, alongside my breasts.

I'm in the middle of moaning Andrew's name when my phone begins ro ring.

With my hands tied firmly behind me, I can't reach it but Andrew picks it up and smirks at the caller ID - Best husby.

Oh shit! Why does Marco have to call now?

‘Andrew, please don't pick the call’

’why not, I want to hear you talk to your husband while another man is fucking your pussy from behind.’

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