Yes

The room stayed quiet for a few long seconds after Brian’s words.

Katie remained exactly where she was—naked, straddling his lap, her breathing still uneven. Small residual shifts of her hips continued almost unconsciously. Brian’s hands rested loosely on her waist.

You stepped forward.

“The round’s over,” you said, voice tighter than you wanted. “Katie. We’re leaving. Now.”

Katie lifted her head slightly. Her eyes met yours—glassy, conflicted, still heavily lidded. She didn’t climb off him immediately.

“I… I need my clothes,” she said, voice quiet and rough.

You looked around the living room. Her jeans, top, bra, and panties were scattered across the floor and furniture where they had been discarded during the game. Without another word you turned and began collecting them, keeping your back to the couch as you gathered each piece.

While you were turned away, you heard the soft shift of movement behind you—the faint wet sound of bodies separating, Katie’s quiet intake of breath, the creak of the couch. By the time you had everything in your arms and turned back around, she was already standing on unsteady legs a short distance from Brian, completely naked.

You held her clothes out to her.

That was when you saw it.

Katie’s inner thighs were visibly wet, a clear sheen of arousal coating her skin and glistening along the lips of her pussy. Brian sat back against the couch with his jeans open, his hard cock out in the open—thick, flushed, and shiny along its length with the same wetness. It twitched once under the living-room lights.

The evidence was right there in front of you. Yet the exact truth remained just out of reach. You hadn’t seen her get off him. You still couldn’t be completely certain whether she had been taking him inside her the whole time or simply sliding and grinding along the length of his cock while she moved in his lap.

Katie’s cheeks burned as she took the clothes from your hands, trying to cover herself with them. Brian made no move to put himself away. He simply watched the two of you with that same satisfied smirk, his glistening cock still fully on display.

The last round was over.

But the sight of your wife’s wet pussy and thighs, and Brian’s hard cock shining with her juices, left you standing there still not entirely sure just how far it had gone.