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A Dream Cum True by loyalsock
Date: 5/16/2016, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation Voyeur, Author: loyalsock
... But as soon as I had crawled down onto thefloor, I realized that this was out -- I couldn't fit under ourbed! Besides, what if they broke the bed? A guy could getcrushed. I entered the walk-in dressing room and considered it foronly a second. It was so crowded with shoes and vacua cleanerparts that I couldn't see how I could manage to hide in there andnot clunk around with a lot of noise. Then my eyes fell on thevanity. In the corner of the room we had arranged Trina's vanityset. But instead of putting it against either wall, we made itface out into the room from the corner so that the back of itmade a triangle with the corner. And that meant that there was alittle triangle of wasted space behind it. With great difficultyI dragged the heavy vanity over the carpeting until there was alittle gateway to the triangle of space behind. Then I squeezedin there, and with even greater difficulty, I pulled the vanityback in place. I now had a great little hiding spot. As I stoodupright, I was completely hidden by the top of the mirror. Itwas the perfect vantage point for the bed across the room. Ifthe overhead light were kept off, I'd have a clear shot at a peekaround the side of the mirror. And there was just enough room inthe little triangle of the corner so I could sit down with myknees at my chest and not feel too terribly cramped. I did just this. I tried to get cozy and quiet in my newlittle hiding spot. My heart was thudding, and I wondered howI'd ever be able to breathe ...
... silently enough to not be discovered. And my hard-on ached so badly that after a few strugglingmoments, I released it from my tight pants. But I didn't havelong to wait. First I heard a whispered giggling outside the door, then afumbling for the keys through the contents of a purse. Then Iheard the door unlock and open. They whispered lewdly to eachother, and I could not understand a word. But it was clear thatthey were headed straight for the bedroom. "Christ," I mouthed silently to myself, "what a whore I'mmarried to!" I didn't yet know the half of it. Now they were actually in the bedroom with me. "God, I want to see that cock out in the light!" I heardTrina say. Apparently, she'd already had his cock out of hispants in the car. I heard a zipper come and then a giggle. Then I heard asound that I never really believed I would really hear ever untilthat moment. I couldn't believe my ears at first, in fact. WhatI heard was a fast, sloppy, slurping sound -- the sound of mywife sucking another man's cock! At that moment I experiencedthe most painfully hard erection I'd ever experienced in myentire life! I heard the springs of our bed squeaking in a regularrhythm, SQUEAK... SQUEAK-SQUEAK... SQUEAK... Then I was aware ofa wet, squishy noise, almost like someone smacking their lipsover and over again, only not exactly. I managed to get a good grip on my cock and could stroke ithappily. And now, in an exalted state of dazedness, I realized Iwas hearing something ...