New Routines: A Hotwife Story by Scott Campbell

Author:Scott Campbell [Campbell, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2023-09-11T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Tristan stepped to the door wearing a white T-shirt and dark grey shorts. Plain looked better than desperate, he told himself.

It’d been almost an hour since he left to get changed. He’d taken a shower, put on some cologne, and Gelled his hair back slightly enough that you wouldn't notice without him bringing attention to it. He stepped forward and knocked on the door. It slid open under the weight of his fist. They lived in a pretty safe neighborhood after all.

He stepped in and closed the door behind him. He locked it, pushing the latch into place, then walked deeper into their home.

A fake plant sat in a vase on the table, next to photos of Alice and Joe together. They were so normal, he thought. You'd never suspect a thing. He smirked and continued into the living room.

There he saw Lauren and Sam, her leg over his as he dug his hand against her crotch, rubbing her as they kissed. The sight shocked him. A mix of excitement and lust and fear.

They hadn’t noticed him. They were busy. Eyes closed, immersed in the taste of each other. They kissed and moaned out. She rubbed her arms against his broad black frame, resting her fingers on his dark, lean marble.

Tristan watched as his frame engulfed her. He admired how good they looked together. Like they were made for each other. Both lean and fit and erotic. Both ready for the other, taking their time to learn their body.

He felt his cock stiffen and placed his bag on the couch beside them. He moved slowly, worried they'd stop. Anxious to see how far she’d go if he wasn’t here.

His dream woman in an unbridled lust. This was heaven.

He felt a light pinch on his ass and jumped up slightly. Still careful of the noise. Alice stood in her gown mere inches from him.

“Jealous?” She said, her voice low a low purrs. Her Lips so close he could smell her cherry lipgloss. He realized she’d shared it with his wife.

He stood there silent. Analyzing her beauty, watching her deep brown eyes draw her in. Their hazel hypnotic. Their softness safe and reassuring. He could trust her. He didn’t know why, but he could. It was no wonder his wife had taken such a liking to her.

She furred her brow and he caught himself staring. She smirked and looked back at the other two, getting closer to him as she did, her plump ass brushing his thigh.

“Are you?” He said, finding his words.

Her eyes remained on them, watching her lover claim another woman. “A little,” She placed her hand on his chest and leaned against him, moving him out of the doorway. She tiptoed until her lips sat by his ear. “But I get what I want.”

She stepped past him, Tristan watching her figure as she moved towards them. Her ass firm and pert and soft. Her movements deliberate, a dancer's precision.

She lowered to her knees gracefully before them. They both opened their eyes, finally returning to the world.

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