After dinner, I take Bill aside. "This would be a good time to grab anything you need from the bedroom before you sleep." He nods and reluctantly heads upstairs to prepare for bed. The ladies watch tv together until he returns. I formally announce, "I think I'll retire for the evening. Jessica, Ashley, perhaps you should afford Bill some privacy and head to bed, too. Rebecca, I'll see you there."
The girls climb the stairs, but I pause at the landing to listen to Rebecca and Bill below.
"Honestly, Bill, what the hell are you doing?" she asks him intently. "I can't believe you would do this to your family. On top of everything else."
"Don't blow this out of proportion," he counters, "it has nothing to do with-"
"It has everything to do with you cheating on me!" she snaps back. "Your actions show that clearly this family isn't nearly as important to you as it should be." He opens his mouth to speak again, but she silences him with a pointed finger. "No. I need to think long and hard about this. It's fitting you're sleeping on the couch tonight. I'll see you in the morning."
She storms out of the room and catches me on the stairs. Rebecca pauses for a moment in shock, then collects herself and climbs past me to the master bedroom. I follow and find her sitting on the bed.
"'I couldn't help overhearing' is so cliche," I say.
She cracks a dry smile. "I can't blame you. If I was in your position this would all be very off-putting. As it is, my husband told me he was thinking about selling the house a few months ago, but that was the last I heard of it. I don't know where we'll go now."
I sit next to her. "I meant what I said. You can stay here as long as you need. I'm not going to punish you for your husband's mistake."
She snorts derisively. "He's made a few mistakes lately. I couldn't believe it. Nailing his secretary. How original." She leans against me, and I put my arm around her. "The girls don't know yet. I don't know how to tell them."
"You don't need to tell them tonight." I tuck her hair behind her ear. "You don't need to worry about any of this tonight. Go get dressed for bed." She nods and step into the walk-in closet, closing the door behind her.
I feel doubt in Rebecca's mind, as though she's making a difficult choice. I wait patiently.
When she steps out, she's wearing a black lace babydoll. The curves of her breasts peek past the edges of the long center slit. My cock is suddenly very awake. Rebecca stalks across the floor to me, pushing me onto my back on the bed and resting on her elbow. "It occurred to me," she says as she runs her hand down my chest, "that you don't have any clothes here. And I don't think that anything of Bill's would fit you, even for the night." Her hand reaches my pants. "You may be uncomfortable, but I think it would be best if you slept naked." She deftly undoes the button and slides the zipper down.
"Are you sure about this?" I ask.
Her hand slides inside my pants and grips my cock tightly. "Very."
My clothes disappear in a flurry as Rebecca attacks me. Somehow she ends up on top of me, kissing me viciously. I kiss her back and taste the warmth of her mouth, her tongue. Her pussy slides once up my length, wetting my shaft, then pops to her entrance. She grunts and forces herself down my full length in one motion. Her depths welcome my head as I focus on not coming instantly. For several moments we are clutched together, breathing heavily, feeling each other pulsing.
Rebecca pushes herself up off my chest until she's sitting on top of me. I realize she hasn't even bothered to remove her panties, only shift them to the side to fit my cock into her.. She lifts herself up until my head is barely within her lips. "You're in my house." She slams down for emphasis and I gasp as I fill her. She lifts back up. "You're in my bed." Again she collapses down onto me and my breath rushes out. Rising again, "And now you're inside me." She impales herself and squeezes down on my cock, then starts rapidly rocking back and forth. "Oh God! I want this. I've wanted this. Every. Fucking. Inch." She grinds herself against me, gasping. "Grab my tits, now!" I slide my hands under her lingerie and feel her hard nipples press into my hands as I squeeze. Experimentally I lean on her mind and she shrieks in pleasure. She stops rocking as her entire body spasms, gripping my cock with her depths. After a perfect moment of cresting orgasm, she collapses onto my chest.
I clutch Rebecca and kiss her cheek as the tension runs out of her body. She scoffs breathlessly. "If you're trying to replace my husband, you've already outdone him by miles." I roll over, still inside her, and look down on the body of this golden goddess. She bites her finger playfully and arches an eyebrow, so I stroke myself into her. "You gonna come for me too?" she says as she lifts her legs up for a better angle. I hold her thighs and push down into her, fucking the full length of her passage. I feel her grip on me again and see stars. I slam down as far as I can and the come spurts deep inside her. She grins as she feels my cock drain. She rolls my exhausted body over again on the bed as I slip out of her and sucks it into her mouth, cleaning me of my fluids and her own.
"Gotta say, lover, this arrangement is working out better than I expected," she giggles as she climbs up my body.
"Rebecca-" I begin. Then, "Becky." She keeps smiling. "I think this is the beginning of a beautiful fuckship."
She hits me in mock anger. "That's incredibly corny. But not necessarily wrong." She snuggles into my shoulder and I fall asleep with another man's wife in my arms. The night passed quickly. |