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No one dared question her. Two days later, the results came in. They dragged in a former hotel security guard—flew him back from some town miles away to the Bureau. The second he heard how bad this could get, he went pale and cracked. "Two months ago, I was outside Ms. Sweeney's office. Heard her arguing on speaker. Sounded like her husband's grandfather. He had proof—her affair, a kid—and wanted to expose her, make his grandson divorce her." I watched the recording, fists clenched so tight my fingers went white.

Her phone lit up again. I walked over. On the screen was a preview of WhatsApp notifications: James: [Your husband came today, I’m so scared. [Will he hurt our child? [When are you coming to see Noah? He says he misses his Mom.] The shower was silent.

My fingers shook as I clicked the most recent one. A video popped up. There he was. Marcus Kane. My mom’s new husband. My stepdad. Forty-three years old, built like he lifted weights for a living, with that sharp jaw and dark eyes that always made me look away too fast. But in the video, he wasn’t wearing the expensive shirts and watches he wore around the house. He was naked, cock thick and hard in his fist, stroking slow while a woman moaned on her knees in front of him.

Big fingers tighten on my hips and that’s the only warning I get before he impales me once more, filling me more than I think I can manage. “You just can’t help it, can you?” His wife sounds almost breathless, her nipples growing hard and prominent, almost visible through the soft material of her gown. “You’re an animal.” She can try to hide it all she wants but her body has betrayed her. She’s turned on from watching her husband fuck another woman. This is turning her on. “Ah, I can almost smell your arousal from here,” Mr Walter gloats. “You love seeing me fuck another woman so much? All you have to do is say so and I’ll give you a fucking show, sweetheart.”

She was wearing a white shirt which ended at her mid-thighs and her hair was also wet. With the bear foot, she strolled towards him mumbling, “no… I am not ashamed. Well, why would a wife feel ashamed of staring at her husband’s naked body… officially it’s every wife’s right to stare at her husband. I am staring at my husband, not other’s husband, isn’t it?” Standing in front of him, she trailed her index finger above his bare shoulder which was still covered with droplets of water. “You are super hot, Mr. Hubby,” she mumbled with a smile plastered on her face.

he said firmly and I gave him a glare. “Open it! I am interested in the contents,” I blurted out. Nick started snickering and Gavin looked like he swallowed a goat. Swiping it off the table I ripped it open and pulled out the contents. Several photos fell from within and scattered to the ground. They were all salacious pictures of a nude woman in compromising positions and I raised my eyes at my mate. “I can see where our son has gained his perverseness,” I snarled and dared him to utter a sound.

I’ll be filing charges for identity fraud and misrepresentation. Tanya’s face turned ghostly white. Cary paused, then continued, ‘And one more thing—the most important thing tonight. Hyacinth Galloway is still my wife. That divorce agreement is null and void.’

I watched helplessly as Kyle's hands roamed unimpeded over my wife's body as their tongues explored each other's mouths. I knew this wasn't just a hoax when Kyle reached behind my wife's back and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. Underneath, she was wearing a lace bra with matching thong and black stockings. She was dressed to fuck. I realized she went out with the intention of picking someone up. Kyle gazed at her half nude body and said, "If you were my wife Sara, we'd never leave the bedroom. You have a fantastic body."

[ Arielle ] I lazily opened my eyes and the first thing that came into my view was a grey wall, plain grey wall in the light coming from the window and I realized it wasn’t my room because my room has off white walls and a lot of paintings and my pictures. The memories of last night came back in vivid pictures and reality dawned upon me. I was laying naked, covered with a blanket. I slept with Vincent De Niro, my husband. I was the one who accepted to be his wife and I tried to move my body. I had soreness all over my body, especially my lower region, the slight ache between my legs was the reminder that I was no longer a virgin.

A beautiful, buxom woman discovers she is an exhibitionist. (Non Consent and reluctance) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> This is a story that contains scenes involving group sex, a cheating wife, and anal sex. Enjoy ***** Gary was seated, staring at his wife's ass a few feet away. He marveled at her long legs and shapely butt, mostly exposed in her tight bikini bottom. She was bent over, rummaging through the folded pool towels to find her favorite, soft, oversized one.