1. The Other Woman


    Date: 7/6/2024, Categories: Cheating Author: chris21235, Source: LushStories 

    ... tightly and our tongues dance one last time just as we hear the garage door open.

I descend the steps from the deck into the yard, hidden in the shadow of the house. I can hear them talking, the kitchen windows open to the warm spring evening air. Though I can’t make out what they are saying, here is a lightness and easy familiarity to their banter. I make out what could be a kiss.

I slump to the ground, leaning against the house, not willing to risk the run through the yard until I’m sure they are on their way upstairs. My ears prick up when I hear what a moan escape from her. My arousal is agonizing. My legs are spread, and I begin to finger myself as I hear her moan again, this time more distinct and intense.

My god, he never had the chance to wash me off.

I hear a sharp smack, followed by a muffled cry. I close my eyes and try to picture what is taking place in the kitchen where he fucked me just an hour ago. I struggle to sort out actual sounds from my imagination. A jolt of emotion pierces me to the core, and I suddenly realize it as pangs of jealousy.

I squeeze my eyes even tighter, edging myself closer and ...
    ... closer, when I hear her grunt an expletive. I explode, biting my forearm as I squirt all over my blouse, legs, and the grass, nearly blacking out from the force of my climax. I am whimpering softly, tears streaming down my cheeks. My labored breathing might very well be audible from inside the house, but I am powerless to do anything about it. I am a quivering mess.

It takes me several minutes to recover. I no longer hear voices in the kitchen. I cautiously ease my way to the side of the yard, staying under cover of darkness. The bottom floor lights are extinguished; it is safe to pass. I walk quietly to the back of the yard, his cum dripping down my thigh. My tears have stopped, my heart a mixture of joy and heaviness.

My body is exhausted and relaxed. I think about them, and then us, and a wry smile crosses my face as I imagine him thinking about me as his cock, still coated in the combined juices of our passion, slides into her. I reach down, scoop up his essence, and savor its salty taste. Happiness returns once again, and the anticipation begins to build anew until my heart will leap with joy when I’m in his embrace once again.
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