Cheating at Our Overbooked BnB - 5

The bed is empty beside me when I wake in the morning. As the events of last night come flooding back to me, my stomach churns.

What have I done?

I step into some jeans, then open the bedroom door to find Ellen seated at the table. She's already dressed and absolutely stunning, in a flowing blue boho dress with a low-cut V-neck and a pair of brown sandal flats.

She doesn't even look at me as she sips coffee from a mug, and there's a sadness in her eyes that makes my chest ache.

I move to the table, settling into the chair across from her before she finally meets my eyes.

"Chloe's out somewhere." She gestures toward the living room.

Glancing at the couch, I see Chloe's floral-print suitcase is still there.

A wave of shame rolls through my body.

"Ellen." I reach across the table to touch her hand, but she pulls it back.

"Tell me the truth." Her voice is tight. Controlled. "Did you kiss her?"

I can't lie to my wife, even if I know the truth is going to break her heart. "Yes."

She blinks, her cheeks flushing pink with hurt.

"Baby, I'm so sorry." I shake my head slowly.

"Did you fuck her, Liam?"

"No." But we both know I was tempted. I want to be entirely honest with her. "But..."

Her mug trembles a little in her hands. "You might have."

I can barely look at her. "Yes."

She nods slowly, a terrible silence filling the space between us before she finally whispers, "If I hadn't woken up just then..."

"Yes." My chest aches at the admission.

She stands suddenly--pushing her chair back and coming around the table. I'm half-expecting her to slap me. Instead, she bends to press a kiss to my lips.

"I'm so sorry." I slide her onto my lap, kissing her deeply before our lips part. "I never should've agreed to stay here with her. This was a huge mistake."

"It's all right," she whispers.

"No. I love you so much." I kiss down her neck. "I never wanna do anything to hurt you." Tugging her dress down over one shoulder, I press my lips to her skin.

She arches her back to expose her chest as I kiss the tops of her breasts. "I was so hurt last night. When I saw you together."

"I know, baby." I press my lips to hers once more. "I wish I could take it all back. Undo everything."

She brings my hand to her breast, making me feel her firm nipple through the soft fabric.

"You got me so wet and swollen--the two of you. Seeing you like that. I couldn't sleep."

She brings my hand down her belly until I'm pressing the fabric of her dress between her legs.

"Are you serious?" I can feel the heat of her pussy against my skin, and I drag her dress up to find the damp lace of her panties underneath.

"I'm still wet."

I hook my thumbs at the sides of her panties, wriggling them down over her hip and removing them. "I got you."

Laying her back gently on the table, I spread her knees wide. Then I kneel to lick her exposed cunt.

She sighs with pleasure, peering into my eyes as I savor the salt and sweetness of her arousal. "She looked so small beside you."

When I lick over the firm nub of her clit, her hips tremble in my hands.

"I keep imagining what it would feel like to watch you moving over her. I can't stop thinking about it."

I rub a hand over the stiffness of my cock through my jeans and lick around her entrance. Then I stand--unzipping my fly and shoving my jeans and briefs to the floor.

"I love you so much, Ellen." I stroke my hard cock as she watches, then I step in close--aiming my tip at her center.

As I push into her slick heat, her walls squeeze around my shaft, and I groan.

Her head rolls to one side as I thrust in again.

"I promise I'll never hurt you like that again," I rasp, pushing her dress up and undoing the front clasp of her bra so I can cup her breasts in my hands.

"No." She draws her knees up, reaching to grip my hips as I fuck her. "I want you to promise you'll do it! Swear to me you'll fuck her tonight?"

"No." I thrust a little harder. "You don't mean that."

"Please, Liam. Promise me." Her body trembles--her small breasts bouncing as I take her harder. "I can't take the waiting anymore."

"Is that really what you want, Elle?"

"Yes!" Her eyes lock on mine, her cheeks and her chest flushing pink. "I want to watch you fucking her. I want to see everything."

"Holy shit." I angle her hips up, plunging deeper inside her. "You wanna watch me fuck that sweet young thing?"

"God, yes!" She lets out a low moan. "Just promise--" Her jaw drops open as my pace quickens inside her. "Promise you won't do it without me?"

"Oh, babe." I grip her hips hard. "I fucking promise you. I swear to God, when I fuck her, you'll be right there at my side."

I'm already dreaming about it as I bring Ellen's legs over my shoulders, fucking her so hard the table lurches underneath her.

"Yes!" Her back arches, her sounds ratcheting up as she watches where our bodies are joined.

"Are you gonna watch her take my cock?"

"Yes! God, yes!"

Tension builds deep in my spine as her body trembles beneath me until her cries break apart and her orgasm strikes.

"That's my girl," I hiss between heavy breaths until I finally buck hard--slamming my hips against her ass as I spill my seed deep inside her. Pumping until I've given her everything I've got.

When I finally catch my breath--feeling my heart rate start to slow--I peer down at my wife. Her curly brown hair is mussed, and her whole body is pink with heat. Her eyelids are heavy--her eyes blissed-out.

She looks utterly and completely satisfied. But even now, there's a flash of excitement in her eyes.

I feel it too. About Chloe.

Maybe this isn't just talk.

What if we're actually doing this?