Zoe’s Secret Lust - Sex Stories

Zoe’s Secret Lust

... hanging onto the sink for dear life, the dry heaves racking his body. I absentmindedly slipped his phone into my pocket, turned and left, going outside into the rain, and started to cry.

I'm not sure how long I was outside, I felt my shoulders shaking as I wept, until I heard a sound behind me.

"Pete?" I heard Zoe's voice. "Are you OK?"

I took a deep breath, luckily the light rain masking my tears, and replied truthfully: "Yea, just felt overwhelmed, and needed some air."

"Um, have you seen Rafe?" She asked, looking around, with a false nonchalant voice.

"Yea, he had too much to drink, he's going to take a cab home." I guessed. I didn't care, as long as I didn't have to recall our last conversation, not now.

I looked over at her, not sure what to think, what to do. She took my arm, I stood under her umbrella as we walked silently home.

I stripped my wet clothes off, and opened up the closet. There, on Zoe's side, were several sets of lacy lingerie, that I'd never noticed before or seen her in. Including the black set that I had, just a few minutes ago, seen on Rafe's phone. Also, on the floor, were two pair of shoes with stiletto heals, one red pair, one black like in the photo. She never wore them around me. I stood there, nude, staring at the sexy clothes she had bought for him, that I'd never seen her wear.

She approached me from the rear, wrapping her arms around me, and whispered into my ear, trying to be sexy "Do you have anything left in those ...

... muscles for your wife?"

I felt hollow, not sure what to do. I reached into the closet and picked up her lacy black lingerie, and her black stiletto heels, and gave them to her "Would you wear this for me?" Zoe gasped, a look of surprise on her face, but then she caught herself. "Um...These old things? Well, if you want me to?"

"Yes" I replied weakly. I watched her put them on, the entire time thinking of her doing the same for Rafe. I felt sick.

We made love, I thought maybe for the last time. Somehow, I thought it would make things better. I made sure to do all the positions Rafe had on his phone, until at last, I came deep inside her.

I crawled into bed next to my wife, feeling very tired, mentally empty. I sighed, and tried to fall asleep.

Did you have a good night?" She asked, smuggling up from behind.

"Not really." I replied. Sleep would not come.

"Oh really... why? She asked.

I got Rafe's phone out of my jacket pocket, the pics were still displayed. I handed it to her.

I wasn't going to say anything until the morning as I was a little drunk, a little in shock, and I not sure what to do. But old habits die hard, and she was my best friend before she was Rafe's fuck toy. I opened up, telling her everything.

"Well Rafe told me he's been fucking you for the last few months, I called him a liar, then he proved it" I said. Her mouth hung open, speechless. She stared at the pics, her face turning red. I was surprisingly calm for someone who had ...