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“I’ll be waiting,” he said. 

“Remember, you can stop all this at any time, just give me a call.”

“I know,” he said, but caught a glimmer in her eyes that suggested she was really hoping he wasn’t going to stop her.

It was an agonizing wait, but only lasted an hour or so. They must have raced through dinner. No drink at the bar afterward, it was straight back up to Victoria’s room. 

He saw the man stride across the camera wearing a simple white shirt, lilac tie, dark pants combo. Top button undone. Michael was older than they were: maybe 40, even. He could see why Victoria was attracted to him, but it made him burn with jealousy and trepidation. Even simply drifting in, carrying a bottle of red, two glasses, Michael seemed to exude style.

Was it this style that had caught her attention? Or was she attracted to his mature years, his experience? Or his wealth?

There was no sound, frustratingly, but now he saw Victoria come take a seat on the couch next to her new guy, both of them looking relaxed in each other’s company, conversing freely with glasses of wine in their hands. Liam thought perhaps he didn’t want to hear their conversation anyway.

He wanted to watch their body language. The way Victoria gazed in Michael’s eyes so much, the way both of them laughed so much together. Victoria playing with her hair, that clear signal she wanted him. 

She seemed a lot more talkative, a lot more smiley, a lot more expressive than Liam ever remembered her. It was flirting, and she hadn’t done that with him for years. Her movements were overdramatic, the way she used her hands distractedly to shepherd Michael’s eyes to parts of her body: her neck, her collarbone, her chest. 

Jealousy, the green-eyed monster, welled up inside of him. And yet it was the most thrilling thing he’d ever seen. 

She was going to sleep with this man.

Victoria drew up her legs so she was almost sitting on her feet, and both men could now see her sensational legs, and the fact she was wearing hold-ups. She was so sexy. Liam felt the ocean between them — but Michael only had a few nights with her. Then she would be coming home to Liam.

What were they talking about that could make them both seem so animated? Did it matter? They were edging together, quite subtly. 

Until Victoria started stroking the guy’s tie, checking out the material, her face just inches from his. Caressing that damn thing as though it was his prick.

Damn. 

The slow blinking, her body closing in on his, her hand slipping up to the knot of his tie, ready to reach for his cheek, pull him to her. 

Liam felt his heart pounding. It didn’t seem quite real, and yet this was his fantasy becoming real. 

Still they were talking, their lips so close they had to be able to feel each others’ breaths on their faces. Victoria briefly stroked his mouth with her fingers, and Michael’s hand went to her arm, her breasts now crushed against his bicep.

God damn.

And they closed their eyes, their heads tilting, lips parting, mouths coming together, hands slipping around each others’ necks. An ocean away, Victoria was sensually kissing another man.

Briefly, her eyes flickered open and her lips stretched in a smile as though she was impressed at the man’s kiss. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, and the way her hand glided around to caress his cheek seemed almost affectionate.

Liam found himself wondering how long she’d known this guy, how close she’d gotten to him before discovering her husband’s little kink for wife-sharing. It was his jealousy driving that curiosity, but he found the  thought that Victoria might have been tempted into this kind of indiscretion, even without knowing of her husband’s fantasy, strangely alluring. 

She was a goddess, an insatiable siren who could not be satisfied by one man.

He watched them talk and sip wine and kiss, and they seemed in no particular hurry. It was comforting, somehow, to watch them take their time, and at the same time harrowing. It seemed clear enough they’d been hoping for this for a long while, but had never been able to go through with it.

Victoria felt affection for this man, that was plain. More affection that Liam was entirely comfortable with, though it was beautiful to behold. She should be with someone special, he realized. Not just a stand-in for a sex toy.

When Michael excused himself, no doubt for a bathroom break, Liam was surprised to find that a full hour or more had gone by. 

Wasn’t that often the case with a new relationship? With the exploration of new lovers? It seemed as though you were in your own little time bubble, independent of the rest of the world. Everything outside that bubble simply flew on by, while you dwelled in the slow sensuality of this new delight.

Strangely, though he wasn’t even in the same continent, Liam felt as though he was part of this particular time bubble. He was part of this experience. It was reassuring, somehow, and yet did not actually dispel his fear. It made him feel as though he was walking on a tightrope, making good progress and yet still only a whisper of breeze away from catastrophe. It almost felt as though he’d toppled from the rope when Victoria approached the smartphone, and it appeared for a moment or two that she’d switched it off, ending his observation of this incredible moment.

A few painful heartbeats later, he saw the bouncy view of his wife transferring the phone to another location. Facing the bed. 

Relief poured into his chest, that she would not shut him out — and yet still that cold hand of fear, in this case the confirmation that in mere minutes, Michael would return and take Victoria to bed.

Liam watched his wife look into the camera and blow him a kiss. 

 

 

*

 

 

Their lips locked as soon as Michael returned, only this time he laid her down on the bed. So hungry for each other, sucking on lips, tongues penetrating, eyes closed, breathing heavy.

Victoria began unfastening her new lover’s tie and his shirt.

Michael knelt up over her, smiling at his successful seduction, his long drawn out victory. Removing his belt. Did he know about Liam’s role in this? He thought not. 

She hopped back from him on the bed, and off came her top, revealing a pretty black and silver bra, that tiny skirt riding up to show him all of her long slender legs encased in her lace-top hold-ups. Matching black panties.

Shirt gone, Michael held one of her feet, kissed the top of her shapely arch, and slowly up her leg, over one hip and up her stomach, circumventing the centre of her arousal for now.

Victoria smiled, and Liam could see in her eyes she appreciated her new lover’s powerful frame. Michael was in good shape. She pulled herself closer to him, biting her lip with clear desire, allowing him to wrench the skirt from her body with those strong arms.

Liam was so hard as he watched his wife part her thighs for this stranger, the man stooping to kiss the soft skin where her leg met her torso. She pulled him up to kiss her mouth, and the man’s hand cupped her mound, touching her most intimate parts through the thin black panties — then slipping the material aside to dip his fingers into her soaking pussy.

And Victoria was just lying back and letting him. 

The jealousy seemed to fade into a low-level, background noise inside Liam as the thrill of seeing Victoria open herself to this stranger grew to such intensity. He loved seeing her elegant curves exposed for this other man, and the way Victoria was clearly buzzing, her body writhing under this man, her chest heaving with desire, her hips gyrating to fuck his fingers as he forced them deeper inside her. 

He had expert hands, Michael. Those fingers fluttering against her pussy, took her all the way to her first shuddering climax, her kissing and tonguing turning grateful, astounded even. 

Michael pulled back, moving off the bed, out of view of the camera phone. For a moment, Liam wondered what was going on, but the expression on Victoria’s face gave him some answer. When Michael returned, the rest of his clothes were gone. He moved in on Victoria, who parted her thighs as wide as they would go before he enveloped her tender pussy in his mouth. 

God, the way she was sucking in air, gasping for oxygen — Liam couldn’t remember her being this way for him, ever. Michael was older, more experienced. Perhaps that was something that had drawn her to him.

He moved to her side, and she was sitting up, pulling her to him, kissing him and tasting herself on his mouth. She helped him remove her bra, freeing up those magnificent breasts of hers, her nipples hard, straining for his lips to contain them, squeeze them, suck them.

He did, briefly, but then Liam was aware of the man’s massive cock springing up, and no doubt Victoria was all too aware as well. Her fingers curled around it, stroking it, pumping it. He knelt up and she was kissing his stomach, Liam feeling the acid burning his stomach at the prospect of his wife taking this man’s cock inside her mouth. 

At the same time, he wanted her to. It seemed so obscene, and yet as she edged down to it, Liam could see the desire in her bright eyes. He knew she loved to give oral sex, and this was a brand new toy for her to indulge in it. Her hands went to his thighs, feeling out his impossibly hard muscles. His cock rested on her bottom lip for a moment or two as she looked up at him, sharing a wicked smile. 

And she gently wrapped her lips around it, and sank onto his shaft, bobbing again and again.

Michael laid her down on the bed and reached to draw her panties off past her hips, down over her thighs, her knees. She was pushing back, resting against the cushions, her thighs wide. Reaching for the bedside table.

Liam couldn’t help but gasp as he saw what she reached for — a box of condoms. Well, he’d want her to be safe.

Victoria opened the box, passed one of the little square foil packets to her new lover. She looked so natural about it, as though it had been inevitable, her seduction of this man. 

Sheathed, Michael lay between her legs, and Victoria was pulling her to him, saying something to him, her lips unmistakable even to a non-lip-reader, begging him to fuck her, her eyes darting over to the phone as she pleaded with this man, checking that the thing wasn’t doing anything, that Liam wasn’t trying to get through to her.

Michael paused, and Liam could imagine that he was pressing his huge thing against her hot pussy, ready to do the deed. But Victoria moved under him, grabbing him, wrestling him despite her comparatively small size. 

She ended up on top of him, straddling his hips, facing directly away from camera so that Liam could see everything: her exquisite curves, the other man’s hands grabbing her behind, parting her cheeks, revealing her sweet married pussy, so flushed with blood and wet with her juices, Michael’s massive hard cock directly below.

He watched Victoria clutching that thing, placing the tip up against the soft red of her inner labia, then she froze for a moment or two, as though teasing her husband.

Liam felt his heart threaten to pummel its way out of his chest as the moment he’d been dreaming about for years finally came.

Victoria pushed back, stirring her hips, while Michael thrust upwards, and suddenly this other man was filling her, his cock deep within a pussy that had been promised to Liam.

He almost came then and there, watching the surprise and the joy spread over Victoria’s face which turned to glance back at what was going on. She was kissing him again as they rocked against each other, that sweet unfaithful pussy gliding up and down on the stranger’s shaft well lubricated by her excitement.  

Victoria sat up, riding him as though he was a bull in a rodeo. So sexy, this naughty cowgirl, having her way with the animal beneath her. Michael flopped out of her and had to be roped and pulled back in.

God, she bounced on him, furiously, like she never did with her husband, squeezing his big hard cock with her pussy muscles, breathing hard, her full breasts shaking.

He kept falling out of her despite his impressive girth, emphasizing to Liam just how wet his wife was at this extraordinary experience. Well, that was what his fantasy was all about, wasn’t it? Knowing that she was having an unbelievable time.  

Now Michael wrestled her over, Victoria acquiescent to his wishes though subtly wheeling him around so her husband would gain a perfect view, her rapturous smile stirring the jealousy a little in Liam now, not to mention the simple act of her offering herself in the missionary position — something that suddenly seemed to Liam to be his position. Something for a husband.

What could he do but sit back and try to focus on the thrill of Victoria’s misbehavior?

The way she gripped the bedclothes as he lodged between her open thighs, the way she bit her lip as he thrust inside her, the way she struggled to suck in oxygen as he filled her, stretched her, drove her wild with that enormous thing.

He pushed himself up, holding her breasts as he knelt to fuck her, shaking the entire bed as he did so.

God, did it ever end, this violation of such a beautiful married woman? 

It did end, it ended with Victoria shuddering in a forceful climax, which made the fear within Liam so certain that she’d never done such a thing with her husband, though he knew it was only the darkest paranoia that suggested that she’d been faking it all these years.

BOOK: Wives with Benefits: Volume One
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