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A Whorable Game - Chapter 3
Date: 5/8/2016, Categories: Fiction Anal Blowjob Cheating Hardcore Male/Female Prostitution, Author: Discreteinaz, Source: sexstories.com
... was. It was a little of a frantic rush as I stopped by the store and quickly grabbed all the ingredients for chili. I grabbed a six pack of beer also and rushed home. I killed my lights and pulled into the drive and parked quietly. Taking the food and the six-pack of beer I went through the gate to the backyard and peaked in the windows, there did not seem to be any movement in the house. I set the food by the back door and took the six pack over to the table by the pool. I opened one and quickly downed it. The next I could not drink so fast so I poured it out and crushed the two cans. I sat and drank the third a little slower watching the house for movement. If my wife came out I would say that I had been sitting here for a while watching the moon. As I finished the third beer there had still been no movement in the house. Did she even know I was gone, I wondered. I opened another beer and walked to the sliding doors, picking up the groceries. Quietly I opened the door and the chime of the alarm we had to know when the kids were coming and going rang though the house. My wife walked in from the front room as I set the groceries on the island. “When did you ...
... get home?” She asked. “A while ago, I was sitting out back having a beer and watching the moon. You should join me, it is really nice outside.” I answered, pointing to my beer outside as evidence. “Yuck,” she scrunched up her face, “you know I hate the smell of beer. Also, I don’t like having alcohol in the house and we agreed you would not bring it home.” I looked at her for a moment, “I did not agree, you just decided. Anyway I need it for the chili, AND I am drinking it out back…not in the house.” She sneered at me and turned on her heel to walk upstairs. “Throw the cans away in the outside trash, I don’t want the kids to know the kind of father they have.” She stomped away. If you only knew, I thought to myself. I cut up the vegetables and started to cook the meat remembering the wonderful sex that I just had with Heather and the wonderful sex with Lexi. I felt warm and relaxed and I let the argument with my wife go as I reveled in the post orgasm joy. My phone chimed and I picked it up to check the messages, it was a number I sort of recognized but not in my contacts. Opening the message my heart jumped a little. “This is Lexi; can I see you again soon?”