Chapter 13 by Craverrr

Perhaps you should...

Wake up Kelly

It probably is Mr. O'Brien. If so, it's best that Kelly's awake. Actually, if it is an intruder, it's probably safer for Kelly if she's conscious.

You lightly jostle her by the shoulder, still savoring the tenderness of her skin. Her eyelids flutter open, heavily and lazily. "Mmm, wassamadder?"

You stroke her hair and almost tell her what's up..

But then you think of something. This is the perfect chance to realize that fantasy you imagined during the night. You could start fucking Kelly right now and her husband would surely rush up to investigate, only to see you - plowing away at his cherished wife.

You have to decide.

Do you want to let Kelly in on your plan? She'd probably be unwilling to **** her own husband like that. Oh, but how hot would be if she was into it?

You could just as easily ask her for a fuck and avoid that whole situation.

Or you could leave the room and go look together - leaving this fantasy behind. After all, your still not one hundred percent sure that it is him.