My friend had come over for a few beers—just a casual night catching up, nothing unusual or special. We were laughing, having a good time, and sinking a few bottles. When we ran out of drinks, I said I’d nip down to the store for more. Just 10 minutes to the end of the street and back.
I made it to the end of the road before realising I’d forgotten my wallet. I turned back, walking up the driveway, ready to grab it and head straight back out. But as I approached the door, something caught my eye.
Through the corner of the window, into the kitchen, I saw my wife and buddy making out all over each other and kissing. His hands were up her skirt, squeezing her ass, pulling her against him, and she wasn’t stopping it. If anything, she was right into it, gripping his shoulders, and her leg hiked behind his back.
I was stunned… I couldn’t believe my eyes. I should’ve stormed in right then. and beat the fuck out of him, but I didn’t. Instead, I crept inside and peeked around the corner of the wall; my heart was pounding, but part of me—some sick, twisted part—wanted to see how far they’d go.
They went all the way.
She unfastened his jeans, slid her hand inside and wanked him. Then she dropped to her knees without hesitation and took him into her mouth, sucking him like a crazy lady in a rush.. She was gagging and wrenching, Her lips, her tongue, the way she hollowed her cheeks and wanked his shaft at the same time was something I hadn’t seen from her in a long time.
I should’ve looked away. I should’ve left right then. But I didn’t.
He pulled her up after a while, turned her around, and bent her over the kitchen counter and fucked her roughly. She had her back arching, pushing her ass towards him. I saw the moment he slid inside her, the way her mouth fell open, the way her fingers clutched the counter for support.
He pulled her onto the floor, spreading her legs wide before sinking into her again. She rode him like she’d been starving for it, her hands planted on his chest, rolling her hips and pinching her nipples in a way I hadn’t seen in years.
I couldn’t watch it anymore.
I wanted to wake up. To believe this was some kind of sick nightmare. But it was real.
I turned, walked back down the driveway, and didn’t come back.
I don’t know where I drove to that night. I just kept going, my mind was a blur…
I haven’t spoken to either of them since. I don’t even know if they realized I was there.
But I’ll never forget what I saw.