All Chapters of NAKED INK: A Collection Of Forbidden Desires : Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

For the next few days, despite the fact that we didn't talk about what had happened, our conversation kept rambling through my mind. I soon found out that Ariana had been ruminating on it, as well.It happened on a Wednesday night. We'd gone out for dinner with my work friend, Brian, and his wife, Zoey. It was one of those meet-cute couple dates where we tried to see if maybe we could be more than people who shared a job. We met at a new restaurant, a former diner with a retro 50's style and cheeky offerings like 'deconstructed mac and cheese' and 'impossible meatloaf.' The place was loud and bustling far too hip and trying way too hard for the simple suburbia that surrounded it.Brian and Zoey were a nice enough couple. They were younger than us by a few years and clearly from a more popular crowd. Brian was athletic, shorter than me but well-built, with close-cropped dark hair. His wife, Zoey, was a very pretty blonde with one of those shining smiles that must have taken years of pr

"I suppose," I said, "It's a nice thought.""Right?" Brian gave me a hearty slap on the shoulder. It felt like getting shoved by a gorilla. "We get married and we get locked into who we are. Who we think that's how it should be. But the truth is, you can have everything you want. Trust me, Ariana's feeling the same thing. Even if she isn't willing to say it. You just have to be willing to take risks. Are you willing to do that, Felix? Take a risk to get what you truly want?""I'm not sure I understand what you mean," I said, cagey."I'm talking about a party, man!" Brian said, and he threw back his head and laughed. "Going out, having a good time, the whole thing. Zoey and I both think you two would have an amazing time. It would mean a lot to us if you showed." I knew my answer was 'no.' But I couldn't form the word in front of Brian. I was weirdly anxious about disappointing him. So, instead, I deftly deflected. I told him that I had to talk to Ariana first, knowing that my wife wou

Brian went straight to a nearby cooler that was resting on the floor. He knelt down and grabbed a bottle of beer, cracking it open before handing it to me. I turned to hand it back to Brian, but he was gone. I supposed he'd dropped away at some point on the journey over. I guess I was supposed to wonder about him, but honestly, I was glad my greasy shadow was gone."See? I told you," Brian said, clinking his own beer with mine. "Nice, right?""It's a lot," I said."Hell yeah!" Brian said, clapping me on the back."Won't the neighbors complain about the noise?" I asked."Are you kidding? They're all here, too," Brian said, pointing around the room.We stayed in the kitchen, drinking and doing our best to talk over the cacophony. Brian plied me with beers, and we talked about work stuff. When that topic ran out, we moved to sports. We didn't have much else to say to each other, and it was a stark reminder of how surface-level our friendship was. Like a particularly fickle houseplant, it

"Yes, let's get my sister and get out of here," Scarlett said. She grabbed my hand, a bit too tightly, and walked me down the hall to the next door. I followed, grateful for her suggestion. It was time to head home. I'd already had my fill of this party, and I could only imagine things getting worse as the night went on.Scarlett stopped in front of the next door. After the first two reveals, I couldn't imagine what we'd see next. And yet, I was strangely not worried about Ariana. After all, this was my chaste wife. If anything, I thought we'd find her in some bedroom by herself, bingeing Gilmore Girls or something like that.This time, Scarlett turned the knob. Once again, I was surprised by what I saw. It was a totally clean, completely empty, white-tiled bathroom.Well, I did have to pee.Like everything in this house, the bathroom was well appointed with silver taps and fluffy towels. The room was surprisingly deep with double sinks, a bathtub shower, and a large, almost elegant,

"Go ahead, Katie, give him a little slurp to get him going," Zoey said, ripping my attention back to the other room.As if to demonstrate what she wanted, the hot blonde pulled Mason's dick to herself and gave it a long lick. He patted her head affectionately and started stroking himself again.I watched as Ariana looked up at Carlos, standing above her. The dark-skinned man gave her a hungry smile. She eyed his penis nervously."I don't think I should," she said, her voice weak, "Felix, my husband, I don't think he'd like that.""I promise it'll be OK," Zoey said, with a knowing look back at me. She had a point. How could I complain about a little dick lick if Ariana's younger sister was blowing me at that very moment?"I'll use my hand," Ariana said. She licked her palm and rubbed it over Carlos' cock. He groaned as she made slippery contact, then reached down to rub himself.Both men had been given sufficient stimulation, but neither stepped away from their respective women. Both s