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Your wife took her time cuddling with Brian in your bed, his thick cum slowly dripping from inside her as they shared their warm and tender embrace. Eventually Katie looked up and saw the time. “I think maybe you should go… Dylan is gonna be home soon” she said gently, not wanting to upset him. He just nodded and sat up. Starting to gather up his scattered clothes as Katie watched him get dressed. It seemed like he was about to leave without another word, so Katie spoke first. “When will I see you again?” She asked, using her arms to push her perky breasts together, wanting to look as sexy as possible as she asked her lover this question. Brian shrugged. “Tonight if you can get away. If not, tomorrow when Dylan goes to work.” He told her. She nodded, seeming to hesitate for a moment before she stood up and walked up behind him. She hugged him from behind, her bare breasts pressing on his back as she stood on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear. “I love you.”

You arrived home maybe fifteen minutes later. It seemed like Brian was gone now, and you could hear the sound of your wife in the shower. Katie usually only showered this early after going on a jog, or after sex. And you could clearly see that she hadn’t put any new workout clothes in the laundry bin. Katie had barely shown any sexual interest in you ever since she found out she was pregnant, and the reason why was painfully obvious. Katie got out of the shower, and walked out wrapped in her towel. Her long shapely legs exposed and the towel barely covering her ass. She looked positively radiant, as she often did after you left her alone with Brian. It hurt to see how much she was enjoying their affair. Your hopes that what was forming between them was merely a one-night stand had long since been dashed. As she leaned over to get some clothes out from a drawer, her towel rode up her body, and you could see that her ass was a deep red with obvious handprints left behind by rough and forceful impacts. You felt that familiar pit of despair in your chest as you were **** to picture your wife bent over Brian’s knee and moaning as he slapped her ass, hard. She walked over to you, beaming with that now familiar satisfied smile. “Thanks for running those errands sweetie. Did you find everything okay?” She asked, though she didn’t really care. You swallowed, burying your grief in order to keep up that appearance of normalcy. She wouldn’t leave you if you just kept playing the part of the perfect, oblivious husband, right? Their affair would run out of steam any day now, right? You nodded. “Yeah, I did.” You said, sounding quiet and distant. Katie cocked her head curiously at you, but didn’t push any further.

A few hours passed and over dinner Katie mentioned that she was having a girl’s night out with some friends. She told you that obviously she wouldn’t be drinking while pregnant with ‘your’ baby, but she said she’d still probably be out late, and told you not to wait up for her. You saw her getting dressed. She put on her tightest red dress, which made her ass look amazing, and paired it with a slutty red lipstick. She threw on some fuck-me heels, and with that your wife’s body had never looked more delicious. You saw her glance at her phone as she finishing up getting ready, and she smiled and bit her lip at whatever message she had gotten. As she walked past you to head out for the night, her perfect ass swaying in her slutty heels, you looked up at her. “Have fun tonight honey. I love you.” You told her. She opened the door, turned towards you, and smiled. “Thanks honey, I’ll see you tomorrow” she said, and the door slammed shut behind her.