A sore body and a foggy mind.

She woke up the next morning next to you. You were sound asleep as the sun peeked through the curtains. Her body was so sore, but she couldn't remember anything. She guessed that the two of you went at it when you got home, which made sense. She'd been planning on trying some new things with you, but it didn't look like you'd gotten to it. "Oh well," she sighed wistfully. "I'm sure it was amazing either way."

She sat up and stretched her arms before reaching for her phone. There was a message on it from Zack? A photo? Curious, she opened it and took a look, almost dropping the phone when she did.

She was very familiar with your body and she knew for a fact that wasn't you, but it sure as hell was her. The text underneath it read: "Come in my room when you wake up. I think we should talk."

She was up in a flash, tossing in a robe and heading upstairs to the guest room he was staying in. She didn't even bother knocking, though she made sure the door was closed. "Zack! What the hell—"

"Shut up, slut," he said firmly. It caught her off guard; he'd never talked to her like that! "I doubt you remember, but we had quite the night last night. You even said some very interesting things... Wouldn't want them to get out, though. It could be messy."

Before she could ask, he started playing the videos for her. She slumped to her knees as tears ran down her face. She'd cheated on you, and worse yet, it was with her nephew! "Okay, okay! You can turn it off. I get it..."

He sat down on a couch and took out his cock, motioning for her to come over. "No, I don't think you do. But you will. I'll tell you while you take care of my morning wood. Naked. Don't worry, I've already seen it all."

She felt completely defeated. If those videos got back to you, everything you'd built together would be finished... Reluctantly, Aubrey stripped of what little she was wearing and crawled into the couch. She hesitated, but ultimately took his cock into her mouth.

"I thought a lot about it last night and I finally came up with what I want: you're going to talk your hubby and my mom into letting me come live with you. You'll be my good little Aunty slut, taking care of me, feeding me, fucking me, and serving me in every way imaginable all while denying your cucky husband your body. In exchange, I won't share the videos." He listened to her gag on his cock, her enthusiasm having significantly died down from last night.

She could try explaining it to you... Telling you everything that happened and hope you understood, but that came with the huge risk of losing you. Aubrey wasn't sure if she should bank on that or try to buy herself time by agreeing to his terms.