Sonia bails. Phone buzzes. Fury boils. Elevator? Dead. Fifth floor. Smoker lungs burn. Stairs groan under me. Sweat drips. Hallway dim, neighbors’ doors silent. Everyone asleep. Keys? Fuck this purse. Finally. Door clicks soft.
Bladder screams. Bathroom first. Piss gushes. Endless. Love it. Hot stream on thighs sometimes. Naughty thrill. Panties wet later. But giggles. Muffled. Bedroom. Heart slams. Etienne? With some slut? While I’m out? Rage mixes curiosity.
The Contact
Door ajar. Barely. Light slits out. Peek. Shock. Blond twink, effeminate. On knees. Sucking Etienne’s cock. Slurps. Floc-floc wet. Etienne grins, eyes shut. Bliss. My husband? Gay shit? Pale as ghost. Run? No. Watch. Ass up. Ghislain’s. Smooth. Perky. Lick lips.
Throat tickles. Cough fights. Lose. Hack echoes hall. They freeze. Etienne red. Ghislain white. Drapes fly up. Dumb.
“Marie-Paule! Perfect timing. Come suck us.”
Zombie walk. Bed. Ghislain’s dick. Straight, dark skin, shiny head. Pretty. “Ghislain. Met by chance.” Handshake. Naked. Hard. Laugh inside. Tongue flicks gland. Suck. He sucked Etienne. Pervy hot. Etienne kisses cheek. Awkward. Stop. Tongue him deep. His mouth tastes dick. Mine too. Swap spit. Twisted bliss.
Back to pipe. Deep. Sloppy. Drool soaks blouse. Still dressed. Strip. Ghislain stares. Hungry. Etienne rims him. Tongue in ass. Wet laps. Crawl close. Naked now. Clothes scatter. “Me too?” Etienne yields. Lap anus. Salty. Musky. Finger in. Wiggle. He moans low. Neighbors? Thin walls.
The Indiscretion
“Finger us both.” Etienne beside. Two asses. Indices plunge. Pump. “Like my fingers fucking you, fags?” Ghislain hums yes. Etienne grunts garble. Bed creaks faint.
They lay. Mutual jerks. Pinch nipples. Kiss Etienne. No Ghislain. Etienne sucks him. Weird sight. Pussy floods. Drip thighs. Ghislain rolls condom. Etienne doggy. Spreads cheeks. Ghislain thrusts. Quick. Deep. Etienne groans. Rhythmic slaps. Muffled. Peek over. Try suck Etienne. Fail. Jerk self. Corner. Watch.
Ghislain cries. Cums. Pulls out. Collapses. Sheets ruined. Etienne flips. Jerks. Sprays Ghislain’s chest. Messy.
Sees me. “Want cum, honey? Ghislain first?” “You after.” Ghislain dives. Tongue clit. Licks pro. Gush. Scream orgasm. Loud. He pauses. “She’s fine. Good job.”
“Dinner on me.” “Later. Alone now.” Ghislain dresses. Waves bye. Door shuts soft. Hall empty.
Legs wide. “Your turn, Etienne.”