The music was still thumping faintly through the walls when Sarah slipped back into her own house. She peeled off her dress, the scent of cheap wine and someone else's cologne clinging to the fabric. She thought she had gotten away with her little rendezvous, that maybe this time her husband wouldn't suspect anything. She was so wrong.
She barely had time to slip into something more comfortable – a silk robe that did little to hide her excitement from earlier – when Mark walked in. His face was dark, his eyes blazing. He had seen everything, heard everything from theneighbours. The cheating wife was caught.
"Who was that, Sarah?" he asked, his voice dangerously low. She tried to lie, to deny it, but the guilt was written all over her face. Mark stormed out of the room, returning moments later with a man she barely recognized from the after party. He had Blonde Hair, Piercings, and an unapologetic grin.
"Since you clearly enjoyed his company so much, I thought we'd continue the party," Mark seethed, gesturing towards the stranger. Fear mixed with a strange thrill coursed through Sarah. The stranger, noticing her hesitation, stepped closer, his eyes locking onto her. He whispered, "Let's give your husband a show he'll never forget." He ran his hand down her robe, revealing her Natural Tits (Cup B) underneath.
The stranger pulled her close, his lips finding hers in a hungry kiss. Her robe fell to the floor. He didn't waste time. He took her right there, in front of Mark, pushing her limits with every thrust. Dripping juice, cum eating were all part of his game. He filled her completely, a thick, hot cum filled pussy the ultimate humiliation and pleasure. The stranger made sure she had a proper cleanup. Every drop of cum licking was savored.
Mark watched, a storm raging behind his eyes, the cuckold husband forced to witness his wife's pleasure. This wasn't how he envisioned his night ending, but as he watched the stranger pull away, leaving Sarah panting and satisfied, he knew one thing: their marriage would never be the same. Not after this public display of desire. And deep down, a part of him, a dark, hidden part, was aroused by it all.
