Aftercare and Disappointment

The man turned off the shower, and pulled her up into a hug. "Good girl," Nick said, and Jessie saw him, heard his voice, and realized that the man was her husband.

She was relieved, of course, to know that she hadn't, in fact, cheated on her husband with a stranger. There was another feeling too, and as he helped her towel off, she tried to think of something other than that. How silly it was to imagine another man had just wandered into their room, and had somehow known that if they fucked her, she would be... that was a little close to the feeling that she didn't want to confront. That she would be willing. She had let Nick fuck her ass, so that would probably happen again. She loved it, of course, but somehow, she didn't really want him to have that part of her. Not yet, at least.

She couldn't think of anything else for a moment, and her thoughts turned to the fact that she had been avoiding. She was disappointed that the man was Nick. She had been eager to let some stranger claim her virgin ass, and was disappointed that it had just been her husband. She wanted to be cheating on him, and now, a part of her wished that she had. Even her guilt at feeling this way was undercut by a strange sense of guilt that she had given her first time with her ass to her husband, rather than to someone else, as though she had betrayed her own fantasy.

She wanted to say that she didn't really want to cheat on her husband, that it was just a sexy idea, but she did. As much as she had loved the feeling of having a cock in her ass, she had loved the idea that it wasn't Nick's even more.