The Morning After

The next morning, John was the last to wake up. Groggy and disoriented, he saw everyone else was already at the dining table, eating their breakfast. Well, everyone except… Kelly.

John looked around for his wife. It wasn’t like her to skip breakfast when guests were around. Was she alright? Oh no, did anything bad happen to her last night after he fell asleep?

John had barely anything to drink last night. But he felt like he was going through the worst hangover of his life. His head felt heavy, stomach uneasy, eyes bleary. “What the hell did I drink last night?” was the first through that came across his confused mind.

A commotion at the table distracted him from the queasy feeling. Shaun was sitting on the table with his eyes closed, hands on the table. The others were cheering him on, even though they weren’t drinking or anything.

John saw Olivia put her phone under the table, taking photos. As his eyes drifted to the bottom of the table, he saw a pair of legs peeking out. Those were Kelly’s.

The groggy husband rose from the couch. He saw Kelly under the table… Giving a blowjob to Shaun? John’s eyes were seeing the spectacle unfolding, but his brain wasn’t processing it. In their 15 years of marriage, Kelly had never given him a blowjob. Why would she do that to her pretend boyfriend now?

John collapsed back on the couch. Oh, that’s right. In his mind, he reasoned that she was probably giving one of her pretend blowjobs to convince the others they really were an item, just like the night before. Nothing to worry here, he thought to himself with a smile.

When he opened his eyes the next time, the house was empty. He heard the shower stop, then Kelly came out wearing a towel. She stopped in her tracks, looking at John, a mixture of guilt and regret on her face.

“John, we need to talk.”

“Yes, we do. But first tell me, how did you pretend the sex thing so well last night?”

Kelly’s emotions turned to confusion now. “Pretend… Sex?”

“Yeah, like when you had everyone believe Shaun was fucking you. That was such an awesome performance. I didn’t know you could act that good!”

Kelly’s next words were very slow and calculated.

“You think… I faked the whole night with Shaun? Including the sex?”

“Well, yeah. Did you not?” asked John, now it was his turn to be baffled.

Kelly’s eyes lit up like she was given a new lease to life.

“Of course I did, baby. I knew you’d catch on to it.”

“But how did you do it so well? What’s the secret?”

“A magician never reveals his tricks”. The cliché response made her cringe inside. But she was beyond happy that her husband was willing to accept it was all an act. The feelings of guilt were slowly being replaced by what she felt so strongly for her hubby last night – lust for Shaun.

“So, what did you want to talk about then?” she asked.

“Oh, I wanted to apologize for masturbating out in the open last night baby. I should not have done that. I don’t know what came over me. I’m so sorry baby”.

Kelly felt a pang of guilt. There she was getting fucked by a guy half her age in their marital bed, and his sweet, loving husband was apologizing to her for jerking off to the sight of the illicit tryst.

The housewife thought about coming clean to John, telling him how Shaun fucked her to a climax last night. But seeing how upset he was over his own masturbating, Kelly couldn’t bear to reveal the truth to him. He’d probably divorce her right away, which was the worst thing Kelly could imagine happening to her. Despite last night’s shenanigans, she was still deeply in love with her husband.

So, Kelly decided to keep last night a secret, instead choosing to play along. She kissed John on the eyes, one after the other. “Don’t be upset, baby. You were just trying to mingle with my friends. It’s their culture. It’s perfectly OK. I love you”. Despite last night’s actions, Kelly still believed the bullshit reasons the gaslighting Sharon and the rest of the gang fed her before.

John hugged her tight, rubbing his nose into Kelly’s neck. “You were amazing last night. But I’d rather prefer you do not dress in revealing clothes like last night”. As the image of a topless Kelly flooded John’s mind, he flinched. “And can you please keep your top on from now on?” He said in a playful tone while tickling her tummy.

Giggling, Kelly took John’s face in her palms. “Baby, you saw my friends last night. You know how bitchy and ruthless they can be. If I stop dressing like before, they might not accept me anymore. I can’t endure their bullying again baby”.

“And about the topless thing, I didn’t plan for it to be that way baby. It was a spur of the moment decision. But it did make it look more believable, right?” she said, taking a seat on his lap.

“I mean, yes, that’s true. But…”

“As if you didn’t like the show?” cooed Kelly. John’s cock was stiffening under her ass.

“Oh my, did showing off my boobs make my husband hard?” Kelly grinded her towel-clad ass a little more on John’s lap. Her husband could only let out a throaty whimper. This was not who he was. He was not some pervert who got off seeing his wife topless with another guy.

But for some reason, he couldn’t control his erection when he thought of last night. Her lusty, flustered face, her bouncing boobs, the pleading, horny look in her eyes, her glistening pussy… “What the hell is wrong with me?” the thought crossed his mind again.

Kelly was feeling a lot more confident after last night. She was usually the shy, timid partner, with John taking the lead. But this time, Kelly took charge. She grabbed one of John’s hand, placing it on her chest. She kissed John’s neck passionately, and placed a hickey there. courtesy of how Shaun showed her last night, she thought guilty.

Banishing the images from her mind of Shaun dominating her last night, she concentrated on her loving husband. She let the towel fall to her waist, wiggling her hips out of it. She was sitting completely naked on her husband’s lap.

Kelly straddled John, lining up her cunt with his already hard dick. She looked into his eyes, an ocean of love staring back at her loving eyes. Whatever happened last night, it didn’t change the love between them. Shaun might have given her a mind-shattering orgasm, but her heart and soul still belonged to John.

As Kelly lowered herself on John’s respectable penis, she whelped. Shaun might have been big, but John was no slouch either. She rode John, murmuring sweet nothings, edging both of them closer and closer to climax. John helped her along by showering her with kisses, and tugging and sucking on her hardened nipples.

As she was nearing her own orgasm, Kelly whispered in John’s ear, “So you don’t mind me dressing like a hot schoolgirl, like baby?”

John was lost in his own world of pleasure. He could barely form a coherent sentence. “No, no I don’t…”

Kelly’s pussy gripped his cock even harder. “You don’t mind me going topless in front of Shaun again, do you?” She bit gently on John’s neck, breathing down deeply. Her hot breath mixed with another flood of images from last night sent John over the edge. He started cumming straight into her hot cunt.

The warm sensations inside Kelly’s pussy were too much for her to handle. She started cumming heavily, convulsing in John’s arms, her moans a mixture of grunts and swear words. Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…

John stared in amazement at his wife. It was probably the best sex of their lives. He waited until Kelly came down from the throes of her orgasm.

“When you said you’ll go topless again for Shaun, you meant for the pretend sex, right?”

To John, Kelly looked like the most beautiful woman in the world at that moment. She was laying in his arms, basking in her afterglow. Her smooth skin, flowy black hair, radiant smile – John couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have a wife as beautiful as Kelly.

“Of course baby”, Kelly felt bad for lying outright to John. But she didn’t want to her loving husband. In her mind, in some odd, convoluted way, it made it okay for her to lie. After all, she was protecting her husband from heartbreak, right?

“For pretend.”