Chapter 1: A Husband's Hidden View
The roar of the crowd faded behind the heavy velvet curtain as I made my way backstage, a bouquet of red roses clutched in my hand. Dani deserved these, and I was determined to give them to her, even if the knot of unease in my gut tightened with every step. She’d been spending so much time with Luke lately, practicing for the competition. “It’s just dancing,” I muttered under my breath, trying to shake off the growing suspicion. But the late nights, the hushed phone calls, the way she smiled when she talked about him—it was starting to wear me down.
The dressing room was a chaotic mess of costumes, makeup palettes, and discarded hairpins. Sequins and glitter littered the floor, catching the dim light like scattered stars. I spotted Dani’s shimmering dress draped over a chair, the fabric still warm from her body. “She must be changing,” I thought, my footsteps quickening with anticipation. I couldn’t wait to tell her how proud I was, how stunning she looked on stage.
A muffled giggle stopped me in my tracks. It was Dani’s, but there was a breathlessness to it I hadn’t heard before. The sound was coming from behind a partition, a makeshift dressing area created with a sequined curtain. My hand tightened on the roses, the thorns digging into my skin.
Curiosity—or maybe it was suspicion—propelled me forward. I moved silently, my footsteps muffled by the carpet. As I neared the curtain, I could hear voices, Dani’s and Luke’s, low and intimate. “You were incredible tonight, Dani,” Luke murmured, his voice husky. ”You and I... we were made for each other". A shiver ran down my spine. Luke always had a way with words, a practiced charm that made me uneasy.
“Stop it, Luke,” Dani giggled again, but there was a playful quality to it, a lack of genuine resistance. "I won't deny that we are physically compatible, but my heart belongs to my husband". My heart pounded in my chest, a cold dread washing over me.
“Your body is honest though” Luke replied, his voice smug. "I can feel that you want me in you" I reached for the curtain, my fingers trembling. What was I about to see?
A sliver of light peeked through a gap in the sequins, offering a glimpse of what lay beyond. Dani was pinned against the makeup mirror, her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed. Luke’s hands were on her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh. He was kissing her, a deep, possessive kiss that stole her breath away. Dani’s hands were resting on his chest, her fingers tangled in his shirt. She didn’t pull away.
Luke broke the kiss, his eyes burning into hers. “Let me inside you, Dani,” he whispered, his voice rough with desire. His hand slid under her ballroom dress, reaching for her underwear, his gaze never leaving hers.
"But my husband will probably come soon" Dani protested weakly. Her actions betrayed her intent though, as she meekly tilted her pelvis up and lifted her legs obligingly to help Luke get her panties off. By this time, Luke had already freed his raging erection from the confines on his trousers; and then with an ease that came with years of practice, the two of them entered into an all familiar tango embrace, their bodies pressed together intimately, his hands supporting her leg that was draped fetchingly against his waist, and their faces close as they stared intensely at each other. This was a sight that I had witnessed countless times before, with one notable difference - this time, as they flowed together in an embrace, there was no clothing to encumber them, and the tip of Luke's cock nestled right into the entrance of Dani's exposed pussy, drawing out a little whimper of anticipation from my wife.
"Can I fuck you now, Dani?" Luke's voice was a low growl, his eyes locked onto hers, waiting for her response.
Dani bit her lips, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. She dropped her head, her long dark hair falling like a curtain around her face, hiding her expression. It only took a brief moment of consideration before she shyly nodded in assent. "Take me, Luke. Hurry, I can’t bear to wait any longer"
The next moment would forever be etched in my memory as I silently witnessed my wife invite another man into her body. With a satisfied smirk, Luke cupped my wife's bottom and then inexorably pressed his rigid cock inch by inch into my wife's welcoming pussy. Tossing her head and arching her back, Dani let out a cry of complete surrender as he slowly entered her, her legs folding instinctively behind his waist, her eyes closing in pleasure as she savored the sensation of another man's cock stretching and filling her.
“God’s Dani, your pussy is absolutely exquisite" Luke groaned as my wife tightened her legs around his back, pulling his cock deeper inside her. Dani whimpered, her body twitching in pleasure as Luke bottomed out inside her. "Oh Luke," she gushed, "Your cock feels so good too… its in so deep"
For a brief moment, they stayed still, locked in the most intimate of embraces; Luke’s hands were on my wife’s bottom, caressing them, whilst my wife’s fingers dug into his shoulders as they clung to each other desperately, no doubt savouring the feel of each other deep inside my wife’s depths. Then, with a little nudge of her pelvis, Dani invited Luke to take further action. Without further ado, he complied, pulling his cock out halfway before slamming back into her with a force strong enough to make the mirror behind them rattle.
"Admit it, Dani, we were made for each other," he grunted, his hands gripping her buttocks tightly, guiding her movements as he fucked her against the mirror. The reflection showed their entwined bodies, the sweat glistening on their skin, the raw passion written on their faces. The air filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding, the slap of flesh against flesh, and Dani's moans growing louder, more desperate.
"Oh, God, Luke. Oh, God," Dani chanted, her voice a high-pitched whine as he pounded into her. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, her long dark hair cascading down her back in disarray. The shoulder straps of her sequined dress had fallen down past her upper arm, revealing tantalizing glimpses of my wife's nipples as her breasts swayed up and down to each of Luke's thrusts.
Luke's eyes locked onto her breasts as he continued pound into her, his gaze devouring her like a starving man. "Pull your dress down, show me your breasts." he growled, his voice harsh with need.
A flush crept up my wife's cheeks, but she didn't protest. Instead, she obediently reached up and slid the shoulder straps off completely, pulling the top of her dress down to her waist, revealing her small but perky breasts, topped by her pink nipples that were erect with arousal. "My breasts are too small" lamented my wife
"Nonense" replied Luke immediately. "They are perfect." Without breaking his rhythm, Luke bent down and took one of my wife's breasts into his mouth hungrily. Dani gasped, her body arching against him as he sucked and nipped at her nipple. The sight of her, so open and vulnerable under his touch, sent a pang of longing through me. I felt a stirring in my own pants, a traitorous arousal that I tried to ignore.
"You even taste amazing," Luke murmured against her skin, his voice muffled. He switched to her other breast, giving it the same attention, while his hand still gripped her ass, keeping her in place. Dani's moans grew louder, her body squirming against his.
She reached down and grabbed his hair, pulling him closer, urging him on. "Suck them harder, Luke. Please," she begged, her voice a desperate whimper.
Luke obliged, his mouth working her nipples into hard peaks, his teeth scraping against them, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through Dani. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her body bucking against his. "Oh, god, Luke. you're making me feel so good," she gasped, her hands tightening in his hair.
Luke pulled back, a wicked smirk on his face. "Wrap both of your legs around me, Dani. I want to go deeper inside you" he whispered, his voice laced with a dark, delicious promise.
Blushing furiously, my wife complied as she folded her shapely legs and locked her ankles behind Luke's waist. Luke lifted her up in the air by her buttocks and pushed her back against the mirror; and with my wife anchored her in place, be began to plunder her depths in earnest, pounding into her with renewed vigor.
The sight of my petite wife pinned to a mirror, her legs wrapped around a man who wasn't me, and being ruthlessly fucked was both appalling and intoxicating. I could see every glistening inch of her bare thighs, her trimmed pussy lips, and the way her body jiggled with every thrust Luke delivered. It was a raw, primal display of sexual dominance, and my traitorous cock twitched in my pants, pressing against the zipper, desperate for attention it didn't deserve.
I clenched my jaw, resisting the urge to touch myself as I watched Luke’s powerful body drive into my wife’s petite frame, the sound of their flesh slapping together echoing through the small dressing room.
Dani's cheeks were flushed a deep crimson, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She clung to Luke, her nails digging into his shoulders, her body moving in sync with his thrusts. "Oh, Luke, I'm so close. I'm about to come" she gasped, her voice a hoarse whisper.
"I'm going to come soon too." Luke replied, his thrusts becoming a bit more erratic as he sought to stop himself from spilling into my wife. "I don't think I can hold it any longer"
"Don't stop Luke" my wife exclaimed in between her pants of pleasure, her legs tightening around his waist, encouraging him to stroke ever deeper. "Come inside me" she added. "Just don't stop"
The rational part of me was floored at the lengths my wife was willing to go in order to satiate her lust, but my dick did not care, twitching excitedly in my pants at the prospect of seeing my wife inseminated by another man.
With my wife's consent, Luke no longer had any inhibitions about coming inside her, so he began pounding her violently, filling her completely over and over again. Each hot strike of Luke's cock in my wife's pussy drew an appreciative cry from her, and as he picked up his pace, her cries also picked up in urgency until they became one long continuous wail of ecstasy.
And then finally, in an earth shattering scream, my wife came, impaled on another man's cock, the name of her new lover tearing out of her lips as she shuddered uncontrollably in orgasm. "LUUUUKE" she cried, her eyes fluttering open in amazement as waves of pleasure coursed through her.
Luke grunted as her walls closed hotly around him; reaching up with one hand, he cupped her cheek, angling her face to his, commanding her to keep her eyes on his. Then, at the precise moment my wife’s gaze focused on Luke, he orgasmed inside her with a roar, exerting his claim over her in a flood of semen. On my wife’s part, she kept her eyes stayed fixated on Luke, as though she were seeking to commit every detail of this moment where she became his woman forever in her memory. From her expression of wonder and content as she twitched spasmodically on his dick, I could tell that this man - who had brought my wife so much joy with dancing - had now given her even greater pleasure with sex.
The pleasure was not one sided, and my wife was doing an equally good job at reciprocating it; I could see Luke's butt clenching repeatedly as my wife's pussy sensually milked him, coaxing spurt after spurt of semen out of him. Luke's grip tightened around Dani's buttock, leaving red finger marks on her alabaster skin as he held her firmly in place, savoring the sensation of my wife's orgasming around his cock, as was his right to do so. Bringing him pleasure was her new role, and it would be one that she would relish and do very well on.
They stayed locked together in this most intimate of positions for what felt like an eternity - Luke's cock anchored inside of my wife while she clung onto him desperately - until finally their orgasm ended. With a wet plop, Luke pulled his still rigid cock out of my wife, drawing a soft whimper of disappointment from Dani at the loss of contact. However, it quickly became apparent that the night was not over, as Luke spun my wife around and pushed her forcefully against the mirror again.
"I want to take you from behind this time" demanded Luke, his voice hoarse with renewed desire. "Now spread your legs and bend forward".
"Again?" queried Dani, still panting from her previous orgasm, but she obeyed promptly, turning around to brace her hands against the mirror. I could see her face blush in shame and excitement as she spread her legs apart and leaned forward meekly. "I'm ready." she breathed, biting her lips in anticipation for the impending ravishment.
Luke did not disappoint. Moving behind her, Luke placed his hands on the small of her back and pressed downwards, tilting my wife's pelvis up and exposing her pussy. Nestling his cock at her entrance, Luke reached out with a free hand to grip her hair, and then with a firm tug, he pulled her head back, making her look up at him through the mirror, while simultaneously driving deep inside her with a powerful thrust, burying his cock to the hilt.
Dani let out a startled cry at the sudden forcefulness, her eyes wide with shock and embarrassment as Luke mounted her like a mare in heat, and for the briefest of moments, she struggled for control, grasping lamely at the hands that held her hair and body. But then, something shifted inside of her - perhaps it was the familiar way by which Luke held her and confidently controlled her body, or perhaps it was the thrill of being dominated by another man - but whatever it was, Dani suddenly relaxed; just as she entrusted Luke to take the lead on the dance floor, she now let him take charge of her body as they fucked. I could see her expression change from shock to bliss as she relinquished control and let Luke have his way with her, moaning wantonly as he violently penetrated her and used her to satisfy his needs.
With one hand gripping Dani's hair like a bridle, he used the other to explore her body as he rode her. Years of dancing intimately with my wife had given Luke unparalleled insight into the workings of her flesh, he knew exactly where and how to touch her in order to elicit the most exquisite responses. I couldn't look away as Luke played Dani's body like a musical instrument; a tweak of a nipple here, a flick of the clit there; a slap of her bottom cheeks and a tug of her hair; every action had my wife gasping in ecstasy. She was his now, dancing and singing only to his tune, and the sight was both agonizing and erotic.
Luke's grip on her hair tightened, and he pulled her head back harder, exposing her neck to him. He leaned in, his teeth grazing her skin, before biting down, marking her. The unexpected sensation of Luke's teeth on her neck, the pain mixing with pleasure, was too much for my wife to bear; with a cry of complete surrender, she came again for the second time tonight, her body bucking wildly against him as waves of pleasure washed over her, uncontrollable and intense.
The sight and sensation of Dani coming undone beneath him was also too much for Luke; and with one final plunge, he unloaded himself deep inside her yielding flesh, each spurt of his cock drawing a gasp of ecstasy from my wife. His grip on her hair did not loosen, not even after his own orgasm subsided; instead, he held her in place, his cock still buried deep within my wife's pussy, his body straining against hers as he savored this moment of domination.
Eventually, as their orgasm began to subside, Luke finally released his grip on Dani's hair, and the two of them slowly sank down to the ground, still connected. They stayed like this for a while, Dani prone on the floor with Luke lying on top of her, their bodies glued together, their breaths ragged and their hearts pounding in sync. As they cuddled in the afterglow of their shared climax, Luke pressed a soft kiss against the nape of her neck where he bit her, his lips lingering on her warm skin for a moment, before he tugged his still semi-hard cock out of her, releasing a torrent of his semen from her well used vagina.
Dani was the first to break their reverie. "Oh, Luke. That was too ... intense." she panted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't believe you bit me"
Luke smirked at her, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I thought you would enjoy it and I was right," he teased, running a hand through her hair, disheveled from his grasp. "After all, you’ve always seemed to enjoy it when I’m aggressive on the dance floor."
Dani flushed at his words, her cheeks turning a deep shade of crimson. "Yes, well, that was ... different," she admitted, her voice soft. She bit her lip, looking away from him, her eyes cast downwards. "But I think we should ... I don't think we should finish like this," she said, her voice barely audible. "I want to do it one more time, but... differently."
Luke raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening. "Oh really? And what is it you want to try, Mrs. Jones?" He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Did you want to take the lead this time?"
Dani's eyes widened slightly, her breath catching in her throat. "Yes," she admitted, her voice barely audible. "I want to be on top. I want to be in charge."
Luke grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “In that case, I think I’ll need your help to get back in the game," he said, indicating to his semi-rigid member as he reclined lazily on the floor.
With a sultry smile, Dani got up on her hands and knees, and crawled slowly until her face was directly in front of Luke’s groin. I held my breath as she gazed intently at his cock, biting her lip as she contemplated her next course of action; she had never taken me in her mouth before, and I was curious to see if this was a line she was willing to cross for Luke.
It didn’t take long for me to find out. Grasping his cock in one hand, Dani used the other to tuck her hair behind her ear before bending down to lovingly take Luke’s member in her mouth. I watched enviously as my wife went down on Luke willingly, her head bobbing gracefully up and down as she serviced his cock, her soft lips and warm tongue to alternating between licking and sucking his entire length. Her movements were smooth and practiced, and with a start I realised that this was probably not the first time she had done it.
My suspicions were confirmed moments later when Luke grabbed the back of my wife’s head and pushed it down until his cock was hilted all the way down her throat. “God’s Dani, you keep getting better at this each time you do it” Luke groaned as my wife deep throated him expertly. It all made sense now - the familiarity with which they fucked, the way my wife seemed to instinctively know what Luke wanted while he knew where all her sweet spots were, the ease by which she responded to his commands… my wife wasn’t just Luke’s dance partner; she was his sex partner as well. And it was becoming increasingly obvious that they had rehearsed their fuck sessions just as meticulously as they had their dance routines, and her performance tonight was just the latest iteration of a much practiced and perfected act.
My mind wandered back to my wife's usually shy behaviours in the last year, such as the way she would lock the door when she showered or changed. How much of it was because she had sex with Luke? How many times had she come back home with his semen in her pussy? I felt a pang of betrayal mixed with an unwanted arousal, my dick twitching in my pants as I tried to estimate how many times Dani might have been fucked raw by Luke. Was it five times a week after every dance practice? Did she ever fuck him right in the comfort of our own home, on our marital bed?
Luke’s next words jolted me out of my reverie. “You better stop sucking me now, or I might come in your mouth” he warned. Heeding his warning, my wife let go of his cock from her mouth with a loud plop; her ministrations had made him reach full hardness once again, and his cock now stood tall and proud in front of her face, ready for another round.
“You better not come yet,” said Dani, pouting. “I need your beautiful cock to stay hard until I’m done riding you” Then with a playful smile, she planted a kiss on his cock and added “Can I ride you now?”
Luke threw his head back and laughed, a deep, throaty sound that echoed through the small dressing room. "By all means, darling," he agreed, lying back and putting his hands behind his head. "You're in charge now."
Licking her lips in anticipation, Dani straddled Luke, positioning her sopping entrance right over his turgid cock. Her eyes never left his as she grabbed his cock with one hand and nestled its tip at the lips of her pussy, rocking it back and forth gently, coating his member with her juices in preparation for the impending penetration. And then, in one smooth practiced motion, my wife sank down on his cock, sighing softly in pleasure and satisfaction as she accepted his entire length within her. Her eyes closed briefly, her head tilting back as she savored the sensation of Luke filling her completely, before she opened them again, her gaze locking with his as she began to move.
At first, she set a gentle pace, her pelvis rocking backwards and forwards sensually, pleasuring herself by grinding her clitoris against Luke’s pubis whilst being impaled by on his cock. Luke's hands moved to her hips, but he made no attempt to guide or direct her, content to just lay back and watch my wife take charge of their lovemaking. And it was a tantalizing sight indeed, to see my beloved wife so consumed by her lust; her gentle eyes, that were full of love for me when we said our wedding vows, were now filled with passion and focused solely on Luke instead; the gold sequinned dress that she had begged me to buy for her remained bunched up around her waist, all but forgotten in their desperate haste to make love; her delicate hands, which held mine so tenderly on our dates, now grasped Luke’s firmly instead, their fingers interlocked, as she used the handhold to stabilise herself and facilitate the action of her bouncing up and down his cock; her sweet voice, which greeted me cheerily every morning, was now moaning passionately for another man instead, as she pleasured herself with his cock. It took all of my self control to stop myself from pulling my cock out and jerking off to this scene.
“God’s you feel so good Dani” Luke gasped when my wife changed action from sliding up and down his cock, to a grinding motion where she moved her pelvis in slow deliberate circles, grinding her clitoris on the base of his cock whilst his entire length was buried within her vagina. “Why don’t you leave your husband and live with me instead so we can do this everyday?”
Dani blushed, her head bowing down as she contemplated his request seriously, even as she continued to grind herself on his cock. For one ashen moment I thought my wife would accept, but then her response came. “Oh, Luke, I can’t,” she chided gently, as she sashayed on top of him. “You know… I could never leave my husband….” she panted breathlessly as she savoured Luke’s cock inside her “He’s my soulmate… and ahhh best friend… and the man I uhhh want to… grow old with…. Ahhhh”
A look of bemusement came across Luke’s face “But I’m the one you’d like to fuck” he said wryly. “I suppose as long as I get to fuck you… it doesn’t really matter if you leave or stay”
Dani pouted at his response “You’re such an ass…. Ahhhh… but you are a great fuck…. Ahhhh… now just shut up and let me fuck you!”
I stood transfixed as my wife began fucking Luke in earnest, her movements practiced and deliberate, like she had done it many times before. Over and over, she would gracefully lift her pelvis up until only the tip of Luke’s cock remained inside, before sinking back down on it forcefully and taking all of his cock inside her. All throughout this lewd performance, Dani continued to hold Luke’s hands, their fingers intertwined in a show of intimacy; I could see our wedding band on her ring finger, glinting in the dim light, a constant and poignant reminder of her commitment to stay with me, even as she made love to another man lustfully, their bodies moving in perfect sync, their eyes locked onto each other as they brought each other to the edge of ecstasy. .
”I’m about to come, Dani” grunted Luke.
”Come” my wife breathed. “Come for me Luke…. Fill me with your come”
I could see they were both on the brink of orgasm now; Luke’s face was contorted in intense pleasure as Dani’s movements became more urgent, her pace quickening as she rode him with wild abandon, her eyes never leaving his. Leaning down, my wife whispered enticingly to Luke “Let.. me.. be… your… cumslut” before sealing her new vow with a kiss, their tongues crashing together in a passionate embrace. Connected together at their mouth, their hands, and their groins, with Luke’s dick firmly embedded in my wife’s clenching vagina, they came as one, their bodies shuddering in unison as they shared an orgasm. Upwards, thrust Luke’s pelvis as he ejaculated deep inside Dani’s welcoming vagina - once, twice, thrice, four times, five times - each blast of semen eliciting a muffled moan of appreciation from my wife, as she too orgasmed from being filled to the brim with his essence, fulfilling her wish of being a receptacle for his come.
After an eternity, their climax finally ended, their bodies relaxing into each other At the end of their shared release. Together they stayed, as their continued to kiss each other tenderly, Luke’s cock still buried in my wife’s pussy, his semen oozing out of her snatch and pooling on the floor. I looked down at my pants to see a spreading wet patch and realised that I too had ejaculated just from watching them come; but unlike usually, I was still hard and ready. I had never been so turned on by anything in my life, not even when my wife was naked and spreadeagled in front of me on our wedding night, and only now it came to me that I had enjoyed being a voyeur, that I wanted to see more of my wife as a slut for another man.
For now though, I needed to get away so I can clean up my mess and take care of my erection. Stepping back away from the gap in the partition so I was no longer visible, I cleared my throat and spoke out loud, announcing my presence.
”Honey, it’s your husband here, can I come in?” my voice was casual and steady, betraying none of the turmoil and arousal that was raging inside me.
“Oh! Uh…of course, darling, just… just a moment,” she replied shakily. I could hear a frenzy of movement from behind the curtain as she disengaged from Luke with a wet plop, followed by the frantic rustle of fabric as they attempted to pull their clothes back into a presentable fashion. A quick shuffle of feet as they stood, the sound of Luke’s zip being done up, finally followed by my wife’s hesitant voice, “Come in, sweetheart.”
The visual evidence of their love making was still very much on display despite their efforts to hide it. Dani had hurriedly pulled the straps of her dress back up, but it hung slightly askew, and half a nipple was still showing. Further down, Luke’s semen ran down in obsene globs down the insides of her smooth and bare thighs. On her neck, the hickey where Luke had bitten her was very much on show. Her hair that Luke had tugged on was a wild mess, and her face was still flush from the combination of lingering arousal from post coital bliss and embarrassment over my untimely arrival.
”Your performance was absolutely mesmerising today”, I complimented them genuinely, as I gifted the bunch of flowers to my wife, leaning forwards to kiss her on the cheeks. This close, the smell of sex was overpowering, a heady mix of the familiar smell of my wife's musk, combined with Luke's cologne and the fishy smell of his cum. "The two of you were fire... I've never seen a hotter performance before!" I continued as my mind wandered back to the sight of them fucking each other with wild abandon.
"Ummm.. thank you, hon" my wife replied hesitantly, taking the flowers from me. An awkward silnce followed as she surreptitiously tried to hide the evidence of her infidelity, crossing her legs to conceal the semen leaking out her thoroughly ravished pussy, and pulling the straps on her top to cover her erect nipples, all the while searching my face warily for any indication that things might be awry, uncertain if I had seen her having sex with another man. Smiling, I pretended to be oblivious, even as my erection kept straining at my pants as I appreciated the well violated state my wife was in from up close.
"Honey, as much as I'd like to celebrate your win with you right now, something urgent has unfortunately come up at work, and I'll have to run off to deal with it now" I lied, eager to take my leave so I could take care of my erection. "How about you and Luke go ahead and enjoy your night? I won't be back home until after midnight"