Chapter 5
Jayla
Joe hasn’t laid a finger on me since Halloween. I think he is pouting and punishing me because I would not let him urinate on me. So what? I get off better with my vibrator than I do with his selfish, self-satisfying brand of making love.
Joe can eat pussy pretty good when he wants to.
But he often gets in a hurry and then jumps on me like I am a whore and ruts into me like a caveman.
He always says, “that was great babe,” afterwards.
But he does nothing to finish me off. When it comes to sex, he is a selfish pig.
Actually, in a lot of ways he is a selfish pig.
I sometimes wonder what possessed me to marry him.
Joe was sweet and attentive when we were dating. Little did I know that Joe was a very accomplished player who was smooth as cream when it came to seduction. Unfortunately, we were already married by the time I figured out how full of shit he is.
I have wondered over the past month if Joe has found himself a piece of ass on the side. Someone who will take it up the ass. If so, I don’t really give a shit. At least he isn’t bugging me with his perverted desires.
I have been jealous of my sister Josey for some time. Jack is such a wonderful guy. He is gorgeous. He is a very talented and successful businessman. And he is as faithful as the day is long. Jack is exactly the kind of husband that most women would dream of.
I have warned her about her constant accusing him of cheating while he goes on the road. I read somewhere once that people who accuse their spouses of cheating are often cheating themselves.
If Josey blows her marriage with Jack, I just may have to leave my pig of a husband and find my way into Jack’s life.
I have seen Jack in a tight swim suit when he does laps in the pool like he did on the swimming team in high school and college.
I would dearly love to get him between my legs. I often think of him when I masturbate.
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Thanksgiving Day
Jack
Josey and I are going to celebrate Thanksgiving this year at her company Thanksgiving gala that is being catered in a conference room of one of the hotels downtown.
I am not real pleased with this plan. Whenever I am around the folks that Josey works with, they all treat me like I am beneath them. Like I am inferior to them somehow. That’s insane considering that I out earn them two to three times what any of them make in any year.
I am pleased when I see that Jayla is here too. At least I will have someone to hangout and talk with while Josey is being a social butterfly and mingling with all her coworkers who avoid me like the plague.
I thought it was odd that Josey ended up seated next to Joseph with Jayla seated next to me.
But then, I enjoyed the conversation a lot more with Jayla than I would have with my wife.
I noticed throughout the meal that Josey seemed to giggle at everything Joe said to her.
I noticed his hand on her thigh just at the hemline of her dress several times.
When the dinner part was over and the dance party began, they quickly mixed into a crowd of their coworkers. “Looks like it is you and me for the rest of the night,” Jayla stated softly with a grin on her face.
“Then the party is beginning to look up,” I flirted with my gorgeous blonde sister in law. Truth is that I would much rather have her company at this party than anyone else. Including my wife who is now nowhere to be seen. “Care to dance?” I asked as the band began a slow dance.
Jayla felt wonderful in my arms. As if she belonged there all this time.
The grin on her face warmed my heart as we slowly spun the dance floor.
It was on the third slow dance that I noticed Josey and Joe disappear out a side door into the hallway.
When the dance concluded, I ran out into the hall. But there was no trace of them.
Josey
“I have a room on the second floor,” Joe told me as he pulled me into the elevator. “I told you that I would find a way to fuck you at the Thanksgiving party,” he added.
With the danger of being caught, I was exhilarated while Joe dragged me to room 211.
There was a black man who was on the elevator with us.
I thought I heard a click like a camera when we were about to go into the hotel room.
When I glanced down the hall from inside the room, the man was just disappearing into a room.
Joe wasted no time getting me naked. Once he had me on the bed, he ate my pussy till I was ravenous and then he jammed his dick into me just the way I like it. “Take me Joey, fuck me like a nasty whore,” I groaned.
“That’s right baby. You are a nasty whore. You are MY nasty whore,” Joe growled as he plowing into my gash savagely. “I am going to send this sweet pussy home full of my jizz and that wuss husband will eat my cum out of you like the witless cuckold he is.
I smile wickedly when I feel Joe’s dick jerking inside me spewing his seed deep into my womb. Yes, I will have Jack eat my cum filled pussy like he has all the other times over the past month.
After we rest a while, I suck Joe’s dick till he’s hard again. This time it is me that rides his dick like it is attached to a sybian machine. I smile broadly when I feel his hot seed flooding into me for the second time tonight.
Jayla
Jack was gone filling drinks for us when I saw Sam charging towards me. Sam hates Joe because Joe took the promotion that Sam was expecting. I’m sorry to be the one,” Sam announced as he shoves his cell phone in front of me. My face falls when I see the video on his phone.
Joe is escorting Josey into hotel room #211. His hand is up the back of her skirt on her bare ass. She has no panties on. She has already opened her blouse and her tits are exposed before the door closes.