Indiscretions Chapter 3

I put my concern for Jessica in the back of my mind. I believe my girl knows what is good for her, so even if Sheila has a problem like the rumor says, Jessica would not be influenced by her.

After these small talks I have with my wife, I go back to my room to change into more casual clothes while my wife prepares some meals for our dinner.

Back in my room, I am trying to calm my mind. I still can’t shrug off my weird feelings. It’s not like I don’t believe my wife. I don’t doubt what Lisa said in the slightest. Like my daughter, I know my wife the best. Among the women in our HOA, Lisa is well-known as the role model for a good conservative wife. But, since I watched the porn video sent by the mysterious number, my imagination has been running wild. I feel ashamed when I imagine the yogurt stains on Lisa's body were cum. I have tried to convince myself that it's just my imagination , but the question already takes root in my mind; ‘is it really yogurt or is it something else?’

I watched the previous porn video again to search for clues and find the truth regarding whether the stains on my wife’s face and clothes are really yogurt or someone’s cum. It is a bit ironic that, as a man, I am still unable to clearly distinguish which is cum and which is not.

“Paul, come down, the meal is ready.”

I hear my wife call me from outside the door and get slightly panicked. Her voice breaks me from my daze. I got so absorbed by the video that I didn’t realize I had pulled my shorts down and had my hand stroking my cock

Thankfully, Lisa doesn't enter the room when I’m jerking on the porn; otherwise, it will be quite complicated to explain to her.

Luckily, Lisa distracted me after I watched the scene where Preston shot his load on the ‘MILF’ latex hood, so it was not a total waste of time. From my quick observation, I found Preston’s cum on the ‘MILF’ and the yogurt stain on my wife’s lips looked a bit different in texture.

It then just dawned on me: Why do I need to watch the video? I can just cum on my wife’s face when we have sex later to check.

Anyway, what’s done is done; that’s a load off my mind. I shouldn’t be suspicious of Lisa. She will never have an affair behind my back.

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I come downstairs and see that my wife has been waiting for me at the dining table.

"What has taken you so long?”

“Sorry, my coworker called me suddenly, and I need to pick the call.” I lied to her. There is nothing wrong with little white lies rather than making our relationship complicated.

“Oh…”

“Gosh, I’m famished, the dish you made tonight looks extremely delicious,” I steer the conversation away so she won’t inquire about the non-existent business call from my coworker.

“Okay, let’s dig in; I don’t want to keep you hungry.”

I pause for a moment and look at my wife with a puzzled expression after I taste a few mouthfuls of the meat stew my wife made. The broth tasted different than the stew she usually makes. The taste isn’t as good as how the food appears. It tastes like a mix of spicy and sour. A weird mix of flavors. The hotness of the spice seems to travel all over my body.

“How’s the taste? Delicious, isn’t it?”

Delicious? Maybe for her, but I’m certainly not a fan of the flavor.

“Have you tried to taste it yourself?” I ask her back.

“Of course, I always taste the dish I make before serving it to others. I think it’s good,” Lisa replies.

“What do you add to the stew?”

“Just the usual stuff, plus some seasoning I got from Harmony.”

“A seasoning you got from Harmony? What kind of seasoning is it?” I frown after hearing the name again. I finally got the answer to the cause of the bizarre taste.

“I don’t know, it’s already in powder form when she gave them to me, and their sachet doesn’t have any label. Harmony said to treat it like MSG, but from the taste, I know it isn’t your usual MSG. She had assured me that it wasn’t anything dangerous and was safe to be consumed.”

“Can I see them?”

Lisa shakes her head, “Unfortunately, I use all of them for today’s meal. I can ask Harmony again tomorrow.”

“No, don’t! You don’t need to ask her for it.”

“Is there anything wrong with the seasoning?” Lisa seems to finally catch up with what I’m implying.

“No, I’m just not a big fan of the taste; your normal stew tastes better, so you don’t need to ask Harmony for these again.”

"Thank you for the compliment, honey. So, are you done with your meal?”

My wife looks at my half-full bowl with pity.

“I will try to finish what is in my bowl, even if it does not taste the best. You have put a lot of effort into cooking for me anyway. This is the least I can do to appreciate you.” I say to her while forcing myself to finish the meal.

Maybe finishing the meal isn’t the wisest choice. I feel hot inside, especially in my groin area.

I suspect that the seasoning is mixed with viagra by Harmony, but Lisa doesn’t seem to be flushed like me, even though she eats more than me. She seems normal. Is it just me?

“Honey, do you want to have sex?” I ask my wife.

Lisa gives me a weird look, like she just heard something shocking. “It’s not even late night yet, Paul. Also, we already had sex yesterday, so maybe another day. Get better control of your cock!”

“But, honey…”

“– No but. If you can’t hold your lust till tomorrow, just watch porn like those degenerates out there.”

Lisa shut me down; looks like no matter how I beg, she will not agree to have sex with me tonight.

I quickly go back to my room after realizing that begging her is a fool’s errand. As soon as I enter my room, I pull down my shorts. My cock is on fire, I feel like all the blood in my body gets pumped to my cock. Veins are bulging on my shaft like worms. My engorged cock is throbbing with pain. I want a release. If I follow my wife’s idea and wait for tomorrow, I think my heart will not be able to bear it.

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DING!

My phone rang. It was another message from the mysterious number.

Speak of the devil.

Just like their other message, the message this time also comes with a video attachment. Another porn video.

How do they know that I need some porn to watch? But right now, I can't afford to be picky. Whatever their reason, it is the help I need, I can think about their reason later when my head is clear.

The video starts with an orgy as its first scene. I can see Preston, and two other black men. The woman-in-black is nowhere to be seen. On the corner of the room, I can see a naked white man holding a camera with one hand while his other hand is stroking his cock, which is far smaller than the cock of Preston and his fellow black men. The man has his face hidden under a ski mask.

It’s so amateurish for them to let their cameramen be shown in the video. At least the cameraman still knows how to hide his identity. Wait, if he is the cameraman, who recorded this film then? I then realized the actual role of the white man. Is he meant to be some kind of pathetic white husband who enjoys watching his family get subjugated by black men?

Fortunately, it only happens in porn. If it happens to me in real life, I will do what I can to protect my wife and daughter. I will refuse to be used as a prop to film black males fucking the women in my family, even if they **** me.

Each of the black men has a woman servicing them. Preston is fucking the ‘MILF.’ while his friend get their cock sucked by two young women. Let’s call them Slut #1 and Slut #2. Slut #1 seems to be the ‘MILF’ daughter from the first video. Meanwhile, Slut #2 is a new girl I haven’t seen before.

In this video, they are more daring than before, while in the first video, these women have their faces censored by mosaic, and on the second video, they wear a latex hood to hide their identity, but now, they just wear a party mask to hide half of their face.

I finally have a better view of their appearance. ‘MILF’ has a honey blonde hair. She has her hair put into a messy bun. The big-titted MILF’s naked, except for the black collar with a Queen of Spade pendant on her neck. The MILF sports new nipple piercings on her nipples that she didn’t have in the second video.

‘Slut #1’ has the same honey blonde hair as her mother, the MILF. She let her long, wavy hair down to her back. I don’t know why, but Slut #1’s hairstyle and her body figure make me feel like I have seen her somewhere before. But I can’t pinpoint who she is or where I saw her. Like her mother, Slut #1 has new nipple rings in her barely existing small breast.

Slut #2 is the anomaly of the bunch. While MILF and Slut #1 are naked without any article of clothing in their bodies, Slut #2 is fully clothed; she is wearing a schoolgirl uniform, and to my shock, it is a uniform from a school I know, albeit with some modifications to make it look slutty, for example, the skirt is now so short it barely covers her crotch. But even with that modification, I will not mistake it, It’s the schoolgirl uniform of the school where my girl goes, and my wife is the PTA chairwoman. How can this be? Does this mean these women are just locals from around here?.

But in my current condition, I can’t exert any outrage regarding the moral depreciation that is happening. I can’t care less about their origin. Some parts of me even confidently think that because the girls are local, I might be able to meet them and tame them with my ‘big’ white cock.

Slut #2 hides her real hair and is wearing a pink-colored hair wig. She has a similar body figure to Slut #1; a skinny, petite girl with small breasts. Looking at her figure in the schoolgirl uniform makes me think about my daughter. Especially when they have similar height too; Slut #2 seems to be around 5’3’ feet tall like my daughter.

The anomaly of Slut#2 doesn’t just stop at her appearance. While the MILF and Slut #1 are servicing their partner’s cock like the passionate, cockhungry sluts they are, it is easy to see that Slut #2 is hesitating and less enthusiastic when she sucks her partner's cock.

Is this her first gig in porn? Or is she playing the naive, innocent girl role? Either way, Slut#2 is doing badly in her acting.

Her partner looks impatient and is going to **** himself on her, but Preston stops him.

“You can’t **** yourself on her, she’s a new recruit. She's not ready for the rough treatment, otherwise, she will snap from the initial influence, and it will be hard to explain later to her madam if she runs away. We don’t want to get on that bitch's bad side.” Preston reminds his friend.

“Shit. man. Why do I get the short stick? Why did that bitch not send us three experienced sluts?” Slut#2 partner let out a complaint.

“Just fuck other slut if you don’t want her half-assed blowjob, there are other two sluts here, pick your choice, we will share them with you,” Preston says.

“Fine.” The man stops Slut #2 from sucking his cock and pushing her away..

“You shall masturbate when I fuck your friend.” Says the man, to which Slut #2 responds with a nod of her head.

The man walks toward Slut #1 who is busy sucking another man’s cock, and then forcefully puts his cock in her pussy without any warning.

Slut #2 watches Slut #1 being spitroasted by two men and begins to frantically rub her cunt under the skirt. Unlike when she is giving blowjobs to the man with half-assed enthusiasm,. Slut #2 seems to genuinely enjoy jilling her snatch and watching her friend get fucked.

“Fuck her. Yes, fuck her hard,” Slut #2 let out a soft moan as she played with her cunts.

Preston can naturally hear what Slut #2 says. He then playfully relays the message to his friend. “You hear that, boys. She wanted you guys to fuck the other sluts hard,”

“Fuck, I don't expect that she is a voyeur,” says the black man, who is previously the partner of Slut #2.

The three men then fuck their partner with increasing intensity. The room soon becomes filled with moans and squeals.

“I’m going to cum, swallow my load without wasting any drops of it, bitch!” Preston warns the MILF.

The camera then focuses on the MILF as Preston unloads his cum into her throat. The blonde MILF’s throat moves up and down as she gulps down the black man’s cum.

Next, the camera moves to Slut #1 who is being spitroasted by two black men. The two black men almost cum in her at the same time. The man that fucked her mouth cum first, Slut #1 gag reflex kick in, and has cum out from her nose in response. Then the man who fuck her pussy cum inside her a moment later. The camera closes up to Slut #1 face. Her eyes have rolled to the back because of pleasure.

The camera moves again to Slut #2 who is still frantically rubbing her pussy.

“No, no, why can't I cum?” Slut #2 groans.

Preston approaches her and asks, “Do you want to cum so badly, bitch?”

“Yes, yes, I want cum.”

“Unfortunately, you can’t cum except if you have a cock inside you, you have wasted your chance by giving my man a half-assed blowjob,” the man explained.

“Let me try again. This time I will suck your cock real good. Just please, let me cum.”

“It’s not that easy to get back the chance you have wasted. Anyway, my man is tired after cumming inside your friend. But there is another man who has not yet cum in this room.“

“Do you mean, Mr. *Beep*?” Slut #2 asked. The man she refers to is obviously the white man holding the camera.

“Yes, him, you can fuck him if you want to cum.”

“But he is as old as my father!”

“That isn’t a problem. A whore needs to serve anyone who pays them, regardless of their ages, or races,” Preston replies.

Slut #2 hesitates, looking at the ‘cameraman’.

“Actually, I have an alternative to let you cum. I have this vial of ****, one drop of it will give you a great orgasm. This thing is very expensive, but I will give it to you if you successfully pass my test.” Preston takes out the usual vial filled with milky white fluid.

“Test?”

“Yes, you don’t need to fuck that pathetic white man, but I want you to tease and **** him sexually. For example, you can step on his ball. As long as you can ruin his orgasm, I can give you this vial. What do you think? It’s better deal than fucking a pathetic white man like him, right?”

Slut #2 only hesitates for a few moments before she makes her decision. She walked toward the ‘cameraman.”

The white man who hears her talk with Preston retreats in fear as the pink-haired slut moves toward him.

“Don’t retreat! How can you be afraid of a girl? Don't be such a wimp. If you don’t stay still, I will break your knee caps myself,” Preston threatened the latex-hooded man.

The man seems to fear Preston and stop running away. Soon, Slut #2 stop right in front of him. He shake his head, begging Slut #2 to spare him.

“Sorry, Mr. *beep*, I want to cum so badly, I can only do this to you, I just hope you don’t tell my father about it.”

“Don’t worry, I assure you he won’t dare to say everything happened in this room “ Preston reassured Slut #2 from her back.

Slut #2 then kick the white man’s crotch to make him kneel on the ground. She then put her sock-clad feet over his cock and begin to tease his cock with her feet

“Do you like the feel of my sock, Uncle?”

“Please stop.”

“I will stop if you cum, so please cum quickly, uncle.”

Slut #2 then press the man cock with her feet.

“Huh, your cock twitches more when I press it with my feet, are you getting turned on by having a younger girl stomping on your cock, uncle? I can’t believe it, you are actually a pervert. My father will be really disappointed if he knows about this.

“No, please….”

The man think that his pleas work when Slut #2 lift her feet, and give his cock a relief, but all of sudden, the girl kicks his ball. The pain made him cum prematurely.

When I watch slut #2 kick the man, I can feel a phantom pain hitting my cock too. At the same time the white man in the video came, I feel my cock explode and spurt out strings of cum. My cum flies everywhere; on my phone, on the table, on the bed, on the floor. My cock doesn’t stop spurting cum until almost a minute. I feel so drained, but also greatly relieved. Previous me will not believe that I will cum because of watching an interracial porn, but when Preston influences Slut #2 to **** the white man sexually, there is something hot about it. I don’t like it when I lose control of my life, but my previous situation let me find a different side of me. A side where I just let my cock be in control rather than my brain.

After emptying my load, I feel tired and throw myself in bed without even bothering to clean up. I know it can bring me trouble with Lisa, but right now, my cock is still in control, and I feel like experiencing the thrill of losing control.

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Unexpectedly, the nightly conflict I expected didn’t happen. I woke up in the morning without seeing Lisa on the bed. But, save for the dried cum on my phone and the bed, everything else has been cleaned. I don’t see any dried cum on the floor or the table. That means Lisa knew my state last night, but she didn’t choose to confront me about it last night. Well, it is partly her mistake, if we had sex last night, it wouldn't be this messy.

I exit the bedroom and walk downstairs after making myself more presentable. Just like our usual morning, my wife and daughter have been waiting for me in the dining room for breakfast.

“Good morning, Darling. Did you have a good sleep last night?” Lisa asks me.

“Yes, I slept like a log.”

My wife’s face suddenly turns serious, “We need to talk after this.”

“Okay, we will talk about any issue you have after I come home from work.”

“Do you two have a conflict?” Our conversation piques Jessica’s curiosity.

“Not a conflict, but just some little bedroom problem your father caused; hence, I was sleeping in your bedroom last night. Don’t worry, it's something the two of us can discuss,” Lisa explains to our daughter and assures her that it's going to be fine.

I then turn my attention to my daughter. “So, Jessica, yesterday you said that you want to talk something with me, I think I can spare a few minutes before I go to work to hear what troubles you.”

“Never mind it; Sheila already helped me settle the trouble. It’s nothing big.”

“Good to hear then. How is Sheila doing? I have been hearing some rumors about her.

“She’s okay; the rumor is greatly exaggerated. She's still a good girl.”

It is a relief to hear the answer from my daughter.

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When I opened the front door to go to my garage, I was surprised by someone standing on our porch. A girl with wavy platinum blonde hair, and thick makeup on her face.

“Hello, Mr. Benson, Is Jessica already going to school?” asks the girl.

“Are you Sheila?” I ask her. The girl’s face looks like Sheila, but with all the makeup, the platinum hair, and the short skirt she wears, it makes me want to double check if she really is Sheila. Jessica said that Sheila is still a good girl, but God, she looks like a bimbo, thankfully, she doesn’t have big fake tits, else I will mistake her for another tramp.

“Of course it’s me, Mr. Benson.”

Her breath reeks of tobacco. Is she smoking?

“Yeah, she’s still home. What business do you have with Jessica?”

“We promise to go to school together today,” she answers.

“Sorry for making you wait, Sheil. I’m ready now.” My daughter came from inside the house. She was wearing her school uniform. The same uniform that Slut #2 was wearing in the porn I watched last night.

I instinctively look down on her skirt. It has a normal length instead of the super short version Slut #2 worn.

“Let’s go.”

Sheila and my daughter walk away.

With how she looks, I remember the bad rumor about Sheila that said she got involved with a bad crowd recently. Now, who should I believe? Should I believe my daughter, who said Sheila is still a good girl, or should I believe the rumor and my gut feeling that there is some problem with Sheila?

I look at my watch and think that I still have some time to spare, so rather than going to my workplace directly, I tail them. As I suspected, they don’t go to school but take a turn on some road that does not lead to their school. They take a visit to a convenience store and go out with a plastic bag in their hands. Surprisingly, the two then parted ways. I follow my daughter, expecting Jessica to go back to her school, but contrary to my expectations, instead of going to school, she goes to the park. She sits down on one of the park benches, and then rummages through her plastic bag from the convenience store. She takes out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the bag. She put one cigarette in her mouth and lit it.

Do I just witness that my Jessica is smoking?

On impulse, I confront my daughter.

“Dad, why are you here?” Jessica looks at me with shock.

“If I don’t tail you, I won’t know that my daughter is ditching school and coming to the park to smoke. Is Sheila the one who taught you to smoke? And you still dare to lie to me and say that she is still a good girl. I need an explanation.”

“Yes, Sheila is the one who taught me to smoke, but smoking doesn’t make someone a bad girl,” Jessica confesses.

“Then let’s see what else is in your bag.” I snatch the bag out of her hand and begin to take things from it. There is mainly girly stuff like lipstick, other makeup, and even tampons, but there is also a can of beer.

“Are you drinking beer too now? You are only 19 years old!” .

“Yes, I am 19 years old, It’s legal for 19-year-olds to drink **** in this state; I’m not underage anymore, Dad. Everyone my age has been drinking beers now.”

“Not in our family, you need to be 21 before you may drink,” I correct her.

“Dad, don’t you know that you are so annoying? Can you be like Uncle Lowell a little? He let Sheila be free to do a lot of stuff now.”

“We are not them, and now that you said it, I will talk to the Lowell and tell them about how their daughter is being a bad influence on you. They need to teach Sheila better. I forbid you to play with her before Sheila become a good girl again.”

“Dad!”

“Stop talking! I will confiscate the beer and the cigarette pack from you. Now, go back to school, I want you to come home directly after the school hours end and stay home until I come back from work, so I can give you a punishment.”

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I am still fuming about what happened this morning and can’t concentrate on my work. I can’t believe that Sheila taught my daughter to smoke and drink. She is the daughter of the HOA manager, she should be a good example for other girls in our HOA, but she turns out to be a bad influence. Do Catherine and Wilson not know how their daughter is doing?

And then I remember my daughter saying that Uncle Lowell, Wilson Lowell, had let Sheila be free to do stuff. It can’t be that the Lowell fully consent to what their daughter is doing, right? How will our HOA turn out if the manager who is supposed to uphold the order of our HOA is protecting such corrupting influence?

I feel stressed out just thinking of that. To vent my stress, I take out my phone and play the previous interracial video again.

It may be just my feeling or my bias, but somehow, on my second time watching the video, I feel more familiar when I look at the MILF and Slut #1 pairs more carefully. The sandy blonde hair that the MILF has reminds me of Catherine Lowell. So naturally, Slut #1 should be Sheila Lowell. She had the same hairstyle as Slut #1. But as she appears today, Sheila is sporting platinum blonde hair instead of sandy blonde hair as Slut#1, so it may not be her. But the thought is hard to dispel. I can’t unsee them. I see the MILF as Catherine, and Slut #1 as Sheila, meanwhile, Wilson Lowell becomes the pathetic cameraman. So, then who is Slut #2? I’m scared to think of the answer. Aside from Sheila, I know one other girl who has that body figure. But it can’t be her, my daughter, Jessica.

To Be Continued.

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