Refuse

You felt like you’d put up with enough. It was bad enough that Dan was constantly coming to visit and always checking out Katie’s body in front of you. The idea of living with someone so repulsive and vulgar, and who wasn’t even someone you were close with, was out of the question. You apologized to Katie for having to deny her suggestion, but you stood your ground. She got more and more angry. Eventually things boiled over and she gave you an ultimatum. “You have to make a choice. Dan comes to live with us, or I go and stay with him.” She told you. You scoffed at this. “Katie. Come on, this is ridiculous. You’re seriously going to let this disgusting old man come between us? He’s the fucking worst…haven’t you noticed how he smells?” You asked, finally giving voice to your honest thoughts about her old coach.

Her expression hardened as you insulted her old coach. “Sounds like you’ve made up your mind.” She said, crossing her arms. “I’m going to go upstairs and pack my things.” She told you, and she did. You followed her upstairs, and watched as she filled a few suitcases with her things. Not everything, naturally, but enough to sustain her for awhile. At first you thought it was a bluff, but once she was done packing, she walked to the side door. You followed her, again, and feeling a growing panic, piped up. “You’re seriously leaving? Just because I don’t want some old man who used to coach your volleyball team like a decade ago to move in with us?” You asked in disbelief. She glared at you, and then she shook her head. “It’s about a lot more than that, Dylan.” She said vaguely, and then she walked out the door.

You thought she’d be back. That this was just some dramatic grandstanding, and that soon she’d be back. She had to be, right? How could she prioritize that fat, perverted old man over you? She thought she had some deep childhood connection with him, but he was just a lecherous old creep, you told yourself. But the rest of the day passed. And one day became several days. You started to monitor Dan’s place whenever you drove past. One day you caught a glimpse of her through the window, having dinner with him. She looked to be laughing at something he’d said at their dining room table. You had wanted her to be suffering during this separation, but she looked happy. It ate you up inside. You bought a set of binoculars, and started trying to spy on Dan’s place from your upstairs bedroom. You caught sight of Katie lounging out by the pool in Dan’s backyard. She was wearing a light blue bikini and was basking in the sun. You strained your eyes to make out more detail. Ever since she’s gotten pregnant her tits had started growing, and now they looked like they were practically bursting out of her top. She had never looked sexier.

Dan was nearby, riding a lawnmower around the yard. When he wrapped up, he lumbered over to her. Even though he’d done nothing but ride around his vehicle in the sun, his skin shimmered with sweat and he wiped his brow as he approached her. He said something to her and she smirked. She sat up on the lawn chair and leaned towards him, her cleavage on full display as she said something to him. A short conversation transpired and she paused before nodding and gesturing to the inside of his home. He followed her inside, and, as usual, you saw his eyes glued to her ass in her blue bikini as she walked ahead of him. It wasn’t fair. You hadn’t done anything wrong. You should be the one spending time with her. You should be the one that enjoyed her body in her swimsuits. After all, you were the father of her baby, you told yourself. With that thought, you got up and walked downstairs with purpose. Enough waiting, and enough bluffing. It was time to talk things out and put all the cards on the table.

You’d seen that a few of her things were still out by the pool where she’d been sunbathing, so you assumed Katie would be back by the pool shortly. That’s why you walked up to the back door instead of going to the front. You were hoping to catch Katie and avoid having to interact with Dan. You stood near where she’d been laid out for a few moments before you tired of waiting and walked towards the glass sliding door, hoping to find where the two had gone or get their attention. That was when you saw them. Dan was leaning his back against one of the living room’s walls, his face an expression of ecstasy as Katie sat on her knees in front of him. Her sky blue top had been undone and cast aside, and her head was currently bobbing at his groin. Even though you couldn’t see what was happening, you could tell. Katie was topless and sucking Dan’s dick. You found that you couldn’t breathe for a second, and a moment passed where your denial was so profound you tried to come up with an innocent explanation. There were none. So instead you stumbled forward and banged a first on the glass, so hard it seemed like you might break it.

This sudden impact startled both Katie and Dan, and Dan looked at you in surprise as Katie pulled her head back and turned around. Her eyes widened in shock, and she instinctively covered up her nipples as she looked at you, mouth agape. You grabbed the sliding door and swung it open. “What the hell is going on here?” You demanded as Dan moved past Katie and interposed himself between you and her. “Hey- hey! This is my house. You can’t just come barging in here.” Dan growled. You clenched your fists. “That’s my fucking wife you asshole.” You snarled as you turned towards her. “Katie- what the hell is going on?” You asked her. You hoped against hope that she’d tell you he had **** her into this. That it was all because of ****, or because he’d threatened her, or because she’d been so angry and confused- but instead, her expression was one of pity as she looked at you. Her arms still covering up her breasts, she got up and met your gaze. “I’m sorry Dylan. I- I really didn’t want you to find out this way.” She said. Apologizing, but not for cheating on you. “What are you talking about? Find out…?” You asked breathlessly. Although deep down, you knew her well enough to know what she meant.

She sighed, looking up at Dan before she looked back to you. “The truth is… Dan and I have… a connection…” she said, stepping closer to him. One of his fat hands immediately wrapped around her waist, grabbing her body tightly, almost possessively, as he pulled her towards him. She looked caught off balance for a moment, but seemed somehow comforted as her smaller body pressed against his. “I… um… I need him.” She told you as your heart sank. As you tried to find the words to respond, Dan frowned at you. “I didn’t invite you in here. You’re trespassing. Get out of my house.” He said, tightening his grip on Katie’s hip and ass. “Katie, this is crazy. I’m your husband. I love you. Please- I don’t care what’s happened in the past. Please just come home.” You told her, feeling your eyes fill with tears. This seemed to give Katie pause, and she looked at you silently for a moment. Her eyes seeming to fill with genuine regret for a moment before she looked away. “It’s too late for that. Dylan… we did a test, and…” She put a hand on her small baby bump, seeming to steel herself for a moment “I’m not having your baby. Dan is the one that knocked me up. I… I want to start a family with him. I love him.” She told you. Your jaw dropped, and your capacity for speech slipped away as your world shattered.

“You heard her. Get out.” Dan said, shoving you back out the door and locking it. You pressed your hands on the glass anyway, staring wordlessly at Katie. Eventually you managed to regain the capacity for speech, or at least enough to say “Please.” As you looked at her. She mouthed back “I’m sorry” as Dan led her away from the door and deeper into the house. You stood there awhile, thinking about smashing the glass and rushing inside, but what good would it do? She loved him. She wanted him. She was having his baby, not yours. Eventually you found yourself walking home. Your thoughts were so muddled that you barely even noticed the surroundings passing by as you got back to your bedroom. You laid in bed for a few minutes, trying to process what had happened. You remembered the binoculars. Maybe… maybe all that had happened would make them argue. Maybe something would change. You picked up the binoculars and looked towards Dan’s place. There was no sign of Katie out by the pool, but when you looked to the living room, you saw her.

She was topless once again, and her big breasts were pressed against the living room window, facing you. Her mouth hanging open and her body shaking and tensing with each thrust as Dan stood behind her, slamming his cock inside her from behind. You stood there, transfixed and unable to look away as your fat older neighbor roughly pounded your wife’s pussy there in the window for anyone to see. It struck you that he wanted you to see. He wanted you to know that she belonged to him now. How had you lost to a man like him? Old. Fat. Perverse. You couldn’t fathom it. But you also couldn’t look away as he slammed his hips against her, making her whole body tremble. Her back was arched deeply, and it looked like her eyes were rolling back as he plowed her pussy from behind.

You saw his hand swing down, smacking her ass in a violent and sudden motion. Katie’s mouth opened wider and you saw her suddenly slamming her hips back against him much more desperately. Their deep and lustful mating got faster and harder until one of his hands seized her hair and tugged it back, forcing her to arch her back even harder as he slammed himself balls deep inside her. His expression becoming one of total ecstasy as his thrusts suddenly stopped, and his body seemed to tense against hers. She seemed to gasp, and then looked delirious with pleasure. They stayed still like that for a few moments before he slowly pulled out of her, and then took her up in his arms. They gazed at each other for a moment, whispering words you couldn’t hear before they shared a deep kiss. As you watched the two lovers enjoy their passionate embrace, basking in their shared orgasmic bliss, you felt reality sink in.