The Affair

Douglas kissed Chelsie farewell, getting into his car and driving about five miles away. Then, he stopped, pulling up the website onto his phone, like many of their most ardent viewers.

He saw the door open, and Lennox enter. Chelsie had stripped off her silk robe, and was wholly nude when Lennox came in the door. She jumped into his arms, and he easily held onto her frame.

"Missed me, baby?" he said suavely.

"Oh, Lennox, so bad," Chelsie said, with a seductive voice. "I just want you here all the time, my hubby just can't fuck like you do."

Douglas swallowed hard. It was scripted, but the truth wasn't far from that.

"I wish you were here all the time," Chelsie continued, purring. She went over to the pool table, laying across it.

Douglas stopped at a coffee shop, retreating to the restroom. He watched Lennox fuck his wife on the pool table, the kitchen table, even in his big recliner in the living room. He came while they were still fucking on the pool table, cumming into the toilet like a ... cuck.