My Wife Has Been Peeking At Me の小説・ストーリー

They didn't think before marrying her and this impulsive decision of their was back firing on them. Suddenly they heard their names mentioned in the TV screen and turned their attention towards it. They saw the new anchor mentioning about their marriage which happened in church and showing some clips of them coming out of the church with their wife. As soon as their gazes land on their sobbing wife their was sudden kind of satisfaction in them. They weren't worried about the world knowing that they are married now instead they were fine with people knowing that, the little girl in the clips is their wife. The trios' gaze was stuck on that sea blue eyed girl who was being the reason of their

It’s my last shot. Determined to fix this, I take a step forward, crashing to a stop as El storms inside. She slaps her purse on the counter and folds her hands, drawing my attention to her breasts. My gaze lingers on her boobs, we spent most part of yesterday fucking and making love but I miss them already. She yells, “Really?” What did I do? Her eyes narrow with fury, I take another step away from her. “What was the meaning of that? In a small, almost pathetic voice, I ask, “Meaning of what?” There’s no crime in staring at my wife’s chest.

She was fidgeting on her side in the bed. She was turning left to right, right to left and then straight glaring at the ceiling. He peeped at him. He was scooting his fingers rapidly on the keyboard. " What's disturbing you? " He said. His eyes were still locked with the screen. "Ho-w do you know every time? " She popped her elbow on the bed and glanced at him without blinking her eyes. " You're my wife." He said, still he didn't glance at her.

I rolled my eyes and looked away from them. "Mave... Your wife is hungry."

I averted m y eyes from m y wife and s a w that all m y aunties a n d uncles were giggling, where a s all m y cousins were smirking and some were laughing too. Heart rose t o my cheeks when I realized that I was shamelessly checking out m y own wife i n front o f m y whole damm family . M y eyes again land o n the Innocent yet sexy figure of m y wife who was blushing furiously while m y cousins sisters were teasing her. I cleared m y throat and scratch the back of m y neck. " H o Gaya Hai Tujhko T o Pyar Sajna. Lakh Karle T u Inkar Sajna Hai Y e Pyar Sajna....."

'' She repeats the same question—leaning forward, trying to make me look away but I lean in and she quickly lean back; smirking. ''I'm looking at my wife, there's nothing wrong with that.'' I shrug, taking a sip of my drink while peeking through the glass to watch her reaction. She seems to swallow before clearing her throat. Bet she feels awkward hearing me say that. ''You're staring.'' She says, stubbornly. ''I'm looking.'' I reply. ''Staring!'' ''I'm—''

This is the best sex of my life—raw, wrong, perfect. As the pleasure slowly ebbs and he stays buried inside me, still twitching, I glance over at his wife… and my blood runs cold. Her eyes are wide open. She’s been awake the entire time, staring right at us— at her husband’s cock still deep in my creampied pussy, at my flushed, fucked-out face, at my cum-covered tits. A slow, knowing smile curves her lips.

“What are you even..” My gaze drifted quite involuntarily, if I may add to her tits and she followed my gaze and cursed aloud, spinning away from me. “You pervert!” She exclaimed. “You couldn’t have said that earlier? Enjoying the sneaky view?” I chuckled, leaning against the elevator wall. She shrugged herself into the slightly wet jacket, to cover herself. “Honestly, yes. Guilty. I did in-fact enjoy the view. Especially since my wife hasn’t given me much to look at the past few days.”

"Which ones? You have a couple." No response came, and I was afraid that I had pushed too far. I started getting ready for my day, which was planned to be working from home. While I was making my coffee, my phone buzzed. Opening the message, I saw a picture of my wife in one of the bathroom stalls at her office, with her skirt pulled off, showing off the hot pink lace of her panties. I was instantly hard. This was the type of behavior that hadn't existed in our marriage in a couple of months, while we were still not on good terms. "You look so hot!" I replied. "I bet it looks even better from behind."

I laughed a little She looked a little nervous as her eyes darted to the door Wait, what is going on here? This is beyond just being surprised to see me. “Is my husband in there?” I asked her. She looked at me and I can her eyes darting to the door and her fingers twitching together as she fidgeted In movies, this is the part where the husband is with a side chick, my husband Damian is with another woman. That almost made me laugh out loud, but I held it in and looked at her