Collection of Small stories

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Chapter four:

Where I had thought she looked no different when she first arrived home, under the bright kitchen light, there were other tells. Her slightly swollen lips, a faint flush still high on her cheeks. The way her dress looked like it had been put back on in a hurry.

She took another sip of water, then set the glass down carefully.

"Come to the bedroom," I said.

Shivani searched my face for a second, then nodded. I took her hand and led her out of the kitchen to our room. To the bed we had shared for years. She followed me without speaking.


Inside, I closed the door. She stood near the foot of the bed with her arms loosely crossed. I sat on the edge of the mattress and looked up at her.

"Tell me everything," I said, "From the beginning. No skipping."

She swallowed, then sat next to me, close enough that our thighs touched. For a moment she just stared at her hands in her lap.

"After the kiss at the bar, we left pretty quick. He drove. I sat in the passenger seat and kept thinking about the text I just sent you. Half expecting you to call the whole thing. But I didn't want you to... Even though I almost told him to turn around and take me home twice." She gave a small, crooked smile. "But I didn't."

Her voice stayed soft. "His place was nice. Very clean. Modern. Big windows. We didn't even turn most of the lights on. Just the ones in the living room. He poured some wine. We sat on the lounge. Close together. He kissed me again, and it was longer this time. Long and deep. His hand was on my thigh, under the hem of my dress. I let him. When his fingers brushed higher, I opened my legs a little."

Shivani’s cheeks had gone pink.

"That's when I texted you that I was okay. And that we hadn't had sex yet. He laughed when he saw me type. Asked if I was telling my husband. I said yes, and he didn't seem bothered. Just kept stroking me through my underwear until they were soaked."





"That's when I texted you that I was okay. And that we hadn't had sex yet. He laughed when he saw me type. Asked if I was telling my husband. I said yes, and he didn't seem bothered. Just kept stroking me through my underwear until they were soaked."

She shifted on the bed, pressing her thighs together for a second.

"Then he asked if I wanted to go to the bedroom. I said yes. He stood up and held out his hand. I remember thinking how strange it felt. Being led down a hallway I'd never seen before, with a man who wasn't you, and knowing exactly what was about to happen. My heart was racing. Part of me still couldn't believe I was actually doing it."




"He reassured me first. Kept asking if I was okay, and I told him I was." Shivani paused, looking down at her hands before continuing. "I was nervous. More nervous than I expected. But I told him I was ready."

She took a breath. "He kissed me again, slowly, until I started to relax. Then he helped me out of my dress. I remember feeling strangely aware of every part of my body. He kissed my neck while he unhooked my bra. I felt incredibly exposed. It was the first time anyone had seen me like that since you."






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I swallowed.

"He didn't rush me," she continued. "He just looked at me for a moment like he was trying to memorize me, and I could see how badly he wanted me."

She smiled faintly.

"Then he kissed me again, and I stopped thinking so much. He kept his hands on me as he guided me backward, slowly, until the backs of my legs touched the bed. I lost my balance and fell back onto it, and he laughed softly before leaning over me, and that's when he slipped my panties off."

Her voice dropped lower. "He was already so hard when he took his clothes off. He was so big, baby, so long and thick. I must have pulled a funny face when I saw it because he noticed. He told me not to worry and that he would start gently."




I unzipped the side of her dress and slipped it from her shoulders. Shivani lifted her hips so I could pull it down over them and off. She removed her bra, and I slipped her panties off. She lay back on our bed, naked, thighs slightly parted. The soft light from the hallway caught the faint sheen still between them.

I settled between her legs, on my knees.

Now, she smelled like sex. Another man's cologne mixed with her perfume and the unmistakable scent of thick, salty cum that hadn't been washed away. I ran my hands up the inside of her thighs, causing her to shudder. There were faint red marks where Deepak’s fingers had gripped her, and higher, the skin was still sticky in places.

Shivani watched me with shallow breath.

"He slipped between my legs, and just... looked for a second. Then he started fingering me. One finger at first, then a second. Slowly, but he was going deeper and deeper. He found that spot and kept rubbing it while he watched my face. I came the first time like that. Just from his hand. It surprised me how fast it happened. I was already so worked up from the kissing and the anticipation."

Her voice tightened as I brushed my thumb over her outer lips. She was still swollen, still open.



"Then, he ate me out. He licked me slow, then faster. Sucking and fingering me. I came again with his face buried between my legs. My thighs were shaking. I remember gripping his hair while it happened."

I lowered my head and dragged my tongue along the length of her used pussy.

She gasped.





The taste hit me immediately. Her usual sweetness undercut by a thick, bitter residue. I licked deeper, spreading her open with my thumbs, tasting every bit of her. Shivani’s hips twitched. Her hands found my hair the same way they must have found his.

"Fuck," she whispered. "That's...that's what it felt like. Only he was rougher. He kept going, even after I came a second time."

I pushed two fingers inside of her, exploring my wife's used cunt. She was still loose, still slick, still full of him. I curled them against her G-spot, the same way that he must have, and sucked her clit the way she described. Shivani’s back arched. A broken little moan slipped out of her.

When the tremors eased, I lifted my head. Her chest was rising and falling fast. A thin string of spit and come connected my lower lip to her cunt for a second before it broke. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, then crawled up her body until I was braced over her. My cock was aching, hard against her sticky thigh.