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This night felt... different.
We knew exactly what kind of place this was.
A place where couples didn't always stay just couples.
Cindy and I walked in around 11.
It didn't take too long for Cindy to get noticed.
His name was Jack.
He must have sensed what we came here for.
He wasted no time to take over.
My wife was very receptive to his advances, as he has dominated her space,
forcing me to step back. And I have noticed he felt comfortable showing his
intentions with Cindy right away.
Both of our hands were on her, but only one was letting her know.
Who's in charge now?
As I stepped back to give them some space and observe from afar, I could
tell that we won't be staying here for too long.
The more he touched her, the more I saw her body giving in to her lust.
As the chemistry between them built, I knew Cindy would not hesitate to invite
him over.
I knew how wet she must have gotten by now.
And he, without a doubt, knew that too.
In another few minutes, we were on our way.
I followed them a couple of steps behind as they walked down the street as
lovers.
There was no going back now for the next few hours.
My wife will belong to another man, in every sense of the word.
A few more blocks, and we were finally home.
Jack and Cindy got comfortable in our living room, while I sat only a few feet
away, invisible to their lust.
As she mounted him in the heat of passion, I could tell her body now
belonged to him.
At least for the rest of the night.
But something told me, probably for much longer.
As things were heating up, Jack took charge and led my wife straight to our
bedroom right in front of me, like I wasn't even there.
Cindy gave me one last look as she was ready to give herself to him fully.
Only a couple of hours ago.
Neither one of us knew who Jack was.
And now, he was in our bedroom, having his way with my wife.
A total stranger was able to win my wife over in the short time since he walked
up to us.
And now my wife was ready to allow him to invade her right in front of me, her
husband.
Her breathing started to get louder with his every touch as he was getting her
ready for the full submission.
As I sat only a few feet away, she was no longer aware I existed.
And through the rest of the night, I watched her let him use her for his
pleasure over and over again.
None of us slept last night.
and as I watched her serve him breakfast in the morning, I could see the trace of
his overflow slowly oozing out of her.
He would leave a few minutes later, but I knew she would find her way into his
arms very soon again.
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