1. Breaking the Rules


    Date: 7/5/2024, Categories: Loving Wives, Author: byshirukien 

    The pounding rhythms of overly loud dance music slammed through Elena, vibrating her ribs in time with the thrumming beat. She looked to her left and was greeted by the sight of her oldest friend and another girl giving a sloppy blowjob to a very lucky man. To her right, she saw a couple just straight up fucking, the heat from their mingling bodies crossing the small distance to Elena, giving her goosebumps. In front of her eyes, she could see only cock.

How the hell did I get here? She thought to herself, casting her mind back to the morning.

Act 1: Starlight

"So you really won't tell me where we're going?" Elena pouted into her phone, putting down a lacy red bra and holding up another one, this one white with pink bows.

"Not a chance. You only get one go at this, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let it be a boring one!" Hayley's voice chirped through the phone speaker.

Elena fastened the white bra around her breasts, tucking everything into place and turning to look at herself in the floor-length mirror next to her wardrobe. She ran her eyes up and down her mostly naked body, noting that she was overdue to tidy up the usually neat landing strip of fiery red curls that graced her otherwise immaculate vulva. Flicking her eyes up to her breasts, she turned this way and that, ultimately deciding against the white bra.

"Can you at least give me a hint?" She said, unfastening the clasp and letting the discarded undergarment slip to the floor.

"Nope! I've ...
    ... already given you the only hint that you get."

"Is that what you call that? You just told me to, and I quote, 'look my hottest'. It's a bachelorette party, not a blind date- that tells me nothing!"

"Tough! You're just gonna have to wait until tonight to find out! I mean it though, if I don't want to take you to the bathroom and fuck you the moment I see you, then you haven't dressed hot enough."

"I know, I know." Said Elena, knowing better than to argue with Hayley. Naked now, she walked back over to her wardrobe, catching a glimpse of her round ass in the mirror along the way. The squats were paying off.

"So whatare you going to wear then?" Hayley asked as Elena sifted through the rest of her underclothes.

"Like hell am I telling you! You'll just have to wait until tonight. How's that feel?" She pulled out three more bras- a purple demi, a black low-back, and cute yellow bralette. She didn't bother putting them on- holding them up against herself was enough to tell her that they were not right.

"Got me there." She paused for a moment, the sound of an indistinct masculine voice just barely coming through the phone. "Oh, Marco says hello by the way." Marco McCullough was Hayley's husband of five-odd years; he had always been courteous and polite with Elena, but she couldn't shake the feeling that he would undress her with his eyes sometimes. To be fair, though, Hayley wasn't coy about the fact that she does the exact same thing to Elena, so maybe she was just ...
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