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

I crossed my leg with a hand on my jaw smiling and chilling while watching her tantrums. “You are mine now Valerie, how refreshing to watch you like this for the rest of my life” I said in my mind,studying her intently She glare at me with dark piercing eyes ,seeing that I was chill and not worried about anything else. “What do you think you are doing?” “Looking at my wife, admiring her, I am the luckiest man in the world!”I yelled that out on a purpose, the couples at the other tables turned their heads to our direction.

I couldn’t do anything to control my dick; it was out, and had a mind of its own. Anna asked me, “Do you like looking at my tits jiggle when I move around?” Katy answered me, “His tongue hangs out when he tries to look down your shirt.” I protested, “It does not.” That didn’t come out right. I intended to deny looking down at her shirt but had only denied that my tongue hung out. My wife kept the conversation going when she said, “He won’t tell me, but I know he likes to think about fucking you.” I protested,

I steady her without thinking, the scent of her sweet jasmine perfume enveloping me. “Careful,” I say. Her breath catches. “Zayn? What are you doing here?” I don’t answer immediately. Because I’m not looking at her face. I’m looking at her wrist. Her fingers twitch slightly, like she’s suddenly aware of it too. “What are you looking at?” she asks sharply, pulling her arm back just a fraction. I glance up at her then, slowly. “My gorgeous wife,” I say. Her eyes narrow immediately. “Don’t start”

If all I could do was take a peek at her, then I would do so. “ It won't hurt to do so” I tried convincing myself while chewing on my lips. “ A little look have never hurt anyone before and it wouldn't do so now” With hands on my blazer, I strolled out, determined to look at my wife even when she didn't want me close. ***********

"My wife is the nicest woman I've ever known and I am not going to use that against her. I already told her about our situation months ago and I promised her that I'll come back." My lips pouted when I suddenly felt jealous. Not because my husband is having another woman but the fact that I can literally see how his eyes glimmer in satisfaction whenever he mention her as his wife. I wonder how it'll feel like to be that appreciated. I didn't utter any words and stilled my body as I sat at the edge of the bed. He was looking at me while he stands in front of me, curious and interrogative while his eyes squinted. "What?" I unknowingly touched my cheeks to feel if something's wrong with my face

she ends with a shrug. I keep looking at her with an unamused expression because that’s all I feel at the moment, my wife is in a delicate condition right now which makes her vulnerable and emotional. Not like she’s able to control her emotions on a normal day, but these days it’s worse, just yesterday, she called me crying because she saw cute puppies on the internet. The time before that was baby shoes. I don’t want anything upsetting her, and Nikki being here will upset her greatly. She’s a jealous little thing, my wife, I can’t complain, I’m very much worse.

My gaze was fixed on the screen. She followed my eyes and saw what I was watching. “Oh. My. God.” Kate gasped, her eyes widening as she watched my husband, Niu, grinning at another woman while they were in bed.

His junior below was so excited that he felt his pants rub painfully against his organ. Mmmh!my wife is such a turn on. God! How did she manage to stay low key all this while! The intensity of his gaze made his wife look towards the couch in her office. Looking at her husband, she smirked and laughed internally. Someone looks like he is in need of urgent release .

I came back to find her scrolling through her phone,a smile tugged on the corner of her lips which made me curious about the content that made her smile after a long time. I tip toed near her and caught a glimpse of her chatting with a guy named Maximus.It made me frown as well as jealous of this mysterious guy who could lighten her mood. As much as I wanted to read their conversation, I knew it would mean invading her privacy and I am not a person who pokes his nose in other's personal life.She was my wife but it didn't give me any right to intrude in her matters that didn't concern me. But again- Men will be men.

I told her. As I passed the louvers I looked back in. My wife was pulling the dress over her head. To me she looked just fucked. The tan lines made her shaved pussy extra visible. I didn't want her to see me staring, so I continued to the bench. Just as I sat down with my back to the shower, I heard something. I turned around and saw a larger than average Jamaican man looking in on my wife through the louvers. Strangely enough I had a sharp feeling in my stomach and found that I was also hard as a rock. I didn't mind him seeing my wife so much as I was concerned about her knowing.