In keeping up with my many sexcapades with the local paper boy, Michael, I had forgotten to tell the poor boy one very important thing; I’m married. And I probably should have told him but that wasn’t what was important at the moment. Because my husband was home and coming towards the door.
I frantically kicked Michael (sorry) off the bed and under it when my husband entered the room. In his obviously ******* state, he demanded his usual welcome home fuck. And of course I obliged.
I made sure it was as pleasant as possible for him despite how hard it was for him to perform. Why? Because I could hear Michael rubbing his cock under the bed. That poor pup. I couldn’t tell if he was jealous or aroused. Probably both.
Going back to my husband, I made sure he ate me out. I had to add insult to injury by making him unknowingly taste Michael’s cock remnants. I heard a slight moan. I guess Mikey got a good view.
My husbands eventual orgasm was…disappointing. As always. But that’s fine. The moment he passed out I got my revenge. And the best part? Dear sweet Michael got to have his revenge for me too!
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