Chapter 8: Still Up
Harriet walked up her garden path. She loved how quiet it was at this time in the morning and she was pretty buzzed. And, not just from the alcohol.
She smiled to herself, she needed a shower. She could feel the stickiness from Tommy between her legs.
She quietly opened the door. She didn't want to wake Matt, she needed to sneak into the shower.
Her head was spinning, the combination of alcohol and sex leaving her feeling like she had consumed an entire bottle of champagne.
She slowly made her way towards the bathroom, trying not to make any noise. She had told Matt that she would be home late, and she didn't think he'd wait up for her.
But, right now, she needed to wash away the stickiness between her legs and the lingering smell of Tommy's expensive cologne.
As she entered the bathroom, she could hear the sound of water running. She froze, Matt was smiling at her from the shower. She took a step back. "How was work?" Matt asked.
Harriet shook her head. She didn't know what to say. She needed to act casual. But she could feel the dampness of her panties, and the dry cum on her inner thigh.
She had to clean herself up. She needed to shower and rid her of the evidence of her infidelity. Matt stepped out of the shower and walked towards her. She tried to back away but she was frozen in place.
He was right in front of her, wet and naked, his cock hard in his hand.
"I've been waiting for you" he said, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
"I'm sweaty from work baby, can I just jump in the shower." Harriet asked, her voice unsteady.
"You'll need a shower after what I'm going to do to you" he retorted, gesturing to his hard cock, unusually confident.
He caught her off-guard, but she needed to come up with something, to stop him from noticing the evidence from fucking Tommy. Matt pulled her close, kissing her deeply.
He was fully aroused and his hard cock pressed against her belly. She could feel the warmth of his breath. She could feel his desire.
He broke the kiss. "You smell nice." he commented. Harriet held her composure but she knew she smelt like Tommy's cologne. It's lucky Matt wasn't very observant, and was currently thinking with his engorged member.
He picked her up and placed her on the sink. He began tugging at her shorts and she was worried he was going to go down on her and see the fresh evidence. She had make him, unknowingly, eat cum before but this was different. She hadn't had time to clean up and the evidence was all over her.
The smell of Tom's cologne still lingered in her hair and on her skin, and the remnants of his cum were still fresh between her legs.
Harriet couldn't bring herself to look at Matt, and she kept her eyes fixed on the bathroom mirror, trying to come up with some excuse for why she smelled like she did. But with Matt towering over her, blocking her escape, she knew she was trapped.
All she could do was stay silent and hope that he wouldn't notice anything amiss. He reached for the button of her shorts, she braced herself for what was to come.
Matt's hands were rough as he undid the button and began to pull down the zipper. Harriet shifted uncomfortably, trying to cover herself without being too obvious about it.
She glanced up at Matt, who was still fully aroused and staring intensely at her. His eyes were filled with desire, and Harriet felt a rush of excitement and nerves. She wondered if she had pushed her luck too far this time.
Harriet's heart was pounding as she waited for Matt to say something. But he didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary.
He continued to undress her, trailing kisses down her neck as he untied the knot of her blouse. She felt a sense of relief wash over her as he eased her top over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
Harriet took a deep breath, trying to steady herself as Matt began to unzip her shorts.
Matt's hand slid up her leg, stopping just short of her underwear. He leaned forward, brushing his lips against her ear as he whispered, "You look beautiful tonight, baby."
Harriet couldn't reply, she was too busy trying to process the fact that Matt could actually be this forward and confident. She had always found him to be a bit of a pushover, but tonight was different.
Harriet's body tensed as he drew closer to the forbidden zone. She felt a mix of excitement and fear, unsure of how Matt would react if he discovered the evidence of her infidelities.
She had always taken care to hide her indiscretions from him, knowing that he was too trusting and innocent to ever suspect anything. But as he pulled her shorts down, revealing the telltale signs of her encounters, she realized that things were about to get much more complicated.
Matt's eyes lingered briefly on the dark stains, but he seemed to take no notice. Instead, he leaned in to kiss her, his hands sliding down her thighs and up onto her hips.
He pushed her slightly backwards until she was pressed against the bathroom sink, her legs spread wide and his body looming over her.
His strong hands gripped her waist, holding her in place as he leaned in to kiss her neck, nuzzling along the sensitive skin that led down to her collarbone.
His lips left a trail of open-mouthed kisses, sending shivers down her spine.
Harriet' s mind was racing. She couldn't believe how turned on she was despite feeling guilty and ashamed. She never wanted this moment to end, but also couldn't help but worry about what was to come.
What if Matt found out about Tommy? What would he do? Harriet tried to push away these thoughts and focus on the present moment. It was too late to worry about the future now, all that mattered was the here and now.
Matt was in control, and as he kissed and licked his way down her body she couldn't help but feel a sense of humiliation at being so powerless against him.
She needed to stop him, but the sensation was too much.
Her body trembled as he licked and teased her. The lower he went, the more she lost control. He dropped to his knees in front of her. He reached for her panties and moved them to the side. Seeming to not notice the mixture of cum coating them. Harriet felt like she was going to burst into flames, her moans grew louder.
He reached her clit and sucked it into his mouth, his tongue circling around it, teasing her mercilessly. She felt her body tense and her fingers dug into the counter behind her. She was about to come, and she didn't want to. She needed to stop him, but she couldn't.
Finally, she came.
Her body convulsed, and she cried out sharply, "Matt!"
She felt like she was trying to stop Tommy's cum leaking out of her while Matt sucked her clit, which only made her orgasm more intense.
Her body trembled and her lips pulled back in a silent scream as she came.
He slowly pulled away from her, licking her juices off his lips as he stood up straight.
Harriet felt weak and vulnerable, her body still shaking as she tried to catch her breath. Matt stood up, holding his cock and looking hungrily at her. She opened her legs wide to beckon him in.
Matt lowered his head and took her clitoris into his mouth once again, licking and sucking on it as he had before. Harriet moaned loudly, her hands digging into the counter behind her as she felt herself building towards another climax.
Despite feeling guilty and disgusted with herself, she couldn't help but revel in the pleasure that Matt was giving her. She had always enjoyed being submissive during sex, and being unable to resist Matt's advances was a thrilling turn-on for her.
She closed her eyes, letting herself get swept away by the sensations of his lips and tongue on her most intimate areas. His skilful touch made her feel powerful and desired, even as she struggled to reconcile her conflicting emotions.
Without warning he stood up and lined up his cock with her sloppy pussy.
He paused, his eyes burning with lust as he looked down at her. Then, with a firm thrust, he plunged his thick, rigid cock deep inside her. She felt him pushing Tommy's cum deeper into her.
Her head was spinning and her eyes were closed tightly. Matt was pumping harder and faster now. Harriet could feel the walls of her pussy clenching on his cock. She was coming again. This time, she was moaning and writhing in pleasure. Matt kept pumping harder and faster, and Harriet had no choice but to surrender to the pleasure of his cock.
She felt the walls of her pussie clenching on his thick cock, and her ears were filled with the sound of her own cries.
As Matt continued pounding into her, Harriet knew that she had to do something to stop him from discovering her infidelity.
She opened her eyes and looked up at Matt, she saw a look of pure ecstasy on his face. He was completely lost in the moment.
Her body was wrapped around him, her arms and legs locked around him as he pounded into her. Her screams of pleasure echoed through the small bathroom, muffled only slightly by the door.
In that moment, Matt was nothing but a ravenous animal, feeding on the delicious flesh that lay beneath him. He didn't care about the consequences, or the secrets that Harriet was hiding from him. All that mattered were the feelings of power and pleasure that consumed him as he thrust deeper into her.
She was usually so tight but now her pussy was soaking wet and inviting.
As Matt fucked her, there was a repetitive wet squelching sound as Tommy's cum dripped out of her, and onto the floor.
Harriet could feel the warm, thick liquid seeping out of her, coating her legs and dripping onto the floor. She couldn't stop the sound, as Matt continued to pound into her. She could feel the mix of cum and Matt's precum on her thighs.
Matt's face was red with exertion, and beads of sweat were forming on his forehead. Harriet could feel his muscles tensing and releasing underneath her as he drove himself deeper into her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on as he fucked her harder and harder. Her head was spinning, both from the intensity of the sex and from her guilt and shame over what she had done with Tommy earlier that night.
But despite her conflicted emotions, she couldn't deny the intensity of the pleasure she was experiencing. Her body was on fire, every inch of her flesh throbbing with desire. She could feel Matt's strong hands gripping her hips, pulling her closer with every thrust.
His body was taut with exertion, and his breath was ragged in her ear. As his movements became more frantic, she felt herself slipping into a state of pure abandonment. "I'm going to cum" he announced, between thrusts.
"Pull out" she commanded subtly, taking back control.
Matt pulled out of her, his face covered in a mix of sweat and lust. He jerked his cock furiously, aiming it above her pussy, he was about to explode.
She wanted his hot cum running down her inner thighs, mixing with Tommy's.
Matt's cock was creamy with cum. With every stroke, she heard the squishy sound of them, their cum mingling together.
"Matt, I want you to cum on me." She said, seductively.
The words sent him over the edge.
He let out a deep groan and began to pump his cock hard, shooting his hot seed all over her. His seed coated her pussy, mixing with the cum from earlier.
"Oh god, yes," Harriet moaned, feeling the weight of Matt's hot cum on her skin. It was a strange and intense combination of Tommy's cum and Matt's own seed, and she could not help but be turned on by it.
As Matt withdrew his spent cock, she could feel the sticky mess between her legs.
Matt stood back, catching his breath and admiring her for the first time since she'd arrived home. She looked tired from work, and he was surprised how much he'd covered her in cum. She sat there, motionless, exhausted.
"Do you want me to clean you up?" he asked softly.
Harriet nodded weakly, unwilling to move. She could feel the cum between her legs, she was covered in it, and she couldn't bring herself to care.
Matt was standing there, looking at her with a mix of concern and lust in his eyes. He reached over to grab some tissues from the nearby box and started wiping her off.
"I'm sorr..." she stammered, feeling embarrassed for him having to clean up after her. Pulling out the rest of Tommy's cum on his fingers, he brought them to his lips and began to lick it off one by one.
Her eyes widened in surprise as she realized what he was doing. Matt's fingers traced the soft skin of her inner thighs, slowly working their way up to her pussy.
The mix of their cum and Tommy's was sticky between her legs, but she didn't even feel
like protesting as Matt gently cleaned her up.
His broad, calloused hands worked tenderly on her skin as he wiped away the remnants of their passion, being careful not to scrub too hard or cause any discomfort.
"Help me up" she said, her voice hoarse from all the pleasure they had just shared.
Matt grabbed her arm and pulled her to standing. She wobbled for a moment, unsteady on her feet, but then found her balance.
"Thank you, Matt," she whispered.
He looked at her in the mirror, his eyes searching hers for some sign of guilt or shame, but he saw none. In fact, if anything, there was a look of triumph on her face. She had done it again – she had cheated on him with another man and gotten away with it.
It was like some unspoken agreement they had reached, an understanding that as long as she did it discreetly and did not get caught, he would never need to know.