Content Notice ~ #DomesticDisharmony, Theft and Sex are contained within this piece of fiction…
I can hardly bare to look. My cock is straining against the fabric of my boxers and at odds with the thoughts in my mind. As I raise my eyes to meet her gaze sweat drips onto the lids slightly obscuring the sight before me. But I force myself to focus on her face. Mouth slightly open, long black hair swaying with the shunting motion of her body as Calum continues his relentless fucking of her arse.
My hand snakes through my flies taking hold of my dick. Without realising a slight moan escapes me and I think back to how I got myself into this situation.
I will never forget when she found out.
My Dirty Deed is Discovered
I had just arrived back from the supermarket and knew immediately something was up. Maggie would always greet me at the door wanting to know what food I’d bought. She loves my cooking and says anticipating the meal is almost as good as eating it. But on this occasion she never left her desk. Head slumped down. Fingers tapping away at the keyboard.
After putting the shopping away I walked into the room and threw a couple more logs on the hearth. It was a cold February evening. Still seated she swiveled her chair around, eyes blazing, reflecting the flames from the fire, and spoke, calm and deliberate.
“Right John. Are you going to tell me why the accounts show a loss of nearly two bloody grand?”
“Eh. What do you mean?”
“I mean the company money is not ours to take. The accountant has resigned with his finger pointing firmly at YOU.”
My palms felt sticky and I suddenly needed a piss. Maggie followed me into the bathroom and stood behind, continuing a barrage of questions, as I peed into the bowl.
Telling the Truth
What did I bloody expect? Stealing from the fund.
It happened in mid December. I wanted Maggie to think my new business was going well. It wasn’t. The stolen money payed for the family Christmas we all enjoyed.
Returning to the sitting room I knew there was only one thing for it, I’d have to tell the truth. Falling to my knees I grabbed at her legs, my faced tilted up and spluttered out an apology.
“Please forgive me. I did it for us. For you and the kids. Tell me what I can do to make it up.”
Without hesitation she pushed me to the floor and shrieked,
“How dare you soil me and my children with your dirty deed. We are done. Broken. I can’t even bring myself to look at you.”
A Second Dirty Deed
The stale mate continued for a week. Then, Maggie made it clear how we were to move on. I was to work out a way to pay back the creditors. Not only that, she wanted to trump my dirty deed with one of her own.
“Let me make sure I have got this right. You want my mate Calum to fuck you while I am forced to watch.” I stated still unable to believe what she was asking.
“Yep. You got it. I have fancied him for ages and since I can’t bring myself to be touched by you because of your appalling actions I don’t see why I should miss out. So sort it.”
I wrestled with my jealousy for two days. She was mine – to have and to hold – not for someone else to take and use. My heart palpitated with the thought of it. But what if she kicked me out? With that thought I picked up the phone and called Calum. He didn’t need asking twice. It was clear they had already spoken. Probably planned it behind my back. I felt sick with my stupidity. Maggie may forgive me, but she would never let me forget. I was sure of that.
So, there you have it. That is how I find myself tugging at my cock watching Calum fuck my wife on the floor – in the arse. A place I have never been allowed. My heart is crushed but the vision before me transcends any hurt and I cannot halt my carnal need to come – atoned.
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