Bathroom door clicks shut. Piss streams out, relief mixing with fury. Eyes drop. There it is. Isabelle’s bracelet. Custom-made. That jeweler’s mark. Heart slams. Chest crushes. No air. My best friend. Fucking my wife? Visions flash. Her sucking him. Him pounding her pussy. Ass-fucking her deep. Rage surges. Muscles coil like steel. Two meters tall. Ninety kilos. I could pulp him. Smash walls with his bones. Breathe deep. Fake smile. Walk out. ‘Catch you later.’ Bike like hell. Wind whips. Horns blare. Close calls blur. Home. Empty. Pump iron. Sweat pours. Abs burn. Cock throbs with hate-fueled fire.
Director’s office. ‘Adrien got it.’ My promotion. Fucker lied. Used me. Quit. Boom. Letter typed. Sabotage next. His login. Password. Mine for years. Delete presentation. Gone. Watch him leave. Laptop clutched. Sweating. Thumbs up. Smile wide. Die, bastard. Evening. Suit on. Isabelle dresses sexy. Valises packed. Her shit inside. Drive. Her place: Adrien’s door. Bags hit sidewalk. Bracelet tossed. ‘Fuck your lover good. After his shitshow day.’ She pales. Mouth opens. Nothing. Peel out. Tires screech. Muscles locked. Home. Collapse. Bed swallows me. Nightmares churn.
The Awakening
Bell rings. Door opens. Isabelle. Slap cracks. Face explodes. Stagger. ‘For thinking I’m his slut.’ Another. Cheeks blaze. ‘For calling me whore.’ Third. ‘For making me cry.’ Eyes thunder. Terror grips. Sit far. She unloads. ‘Adrien’s parasite. You give. He takes.’ No friends left. Him only. Bracelet? Birthday surprise. For me. His hands groped. ‘Amazons turn him on.’ Bigger women. Me? Jealousy festers. She grabbed balls. Squeezed hard. He pissed pants. Bracelet snaps. Lost.
Guilt floods. Apologize. Beg. She smirks. ‘Maybe real lover. One who makes me cum.’ Gut twists. Panic. Laughs. ‘Just you, idiot. Love you.’ Arms wrap. Kiss neck. Soft. Multiples. She shivers. Goosebumps rise. Hands roam. Clothes peel. Kneel. Tongue laps pussy lips. Wet. Salty. Clit swells. Fingers plunge. Pussy grips. Ass too. Tight ring yields. Hips buck. Squirms. Cums. Basin lifts. Juices flood mouth. Again. Slower. Longer. Waves crash.
The Act
Flips me. Mouth engulfs cock. Deep throat. Gags wet. Balls tighten. Mounts. Pussy swallows. Rides savage. Walls milk. Edges me. Lifts. Guides to ass. ‘Lubed enough.’ Tongue earlier. Her spit. Pushes down. Ring stretches. Burns hot. Inch by inch. Grips vise. Paradise. Groan rips. Cum blasts. Fills her deep. She grins. Forgiven.
New job. Rivals snatch me. Clients flock. First: sabotaged one. Nailed it. Old boss begs. Too late. Adrien? Ghosted. Shows up. Whines. Isabelle opens. Hand rises. He bolts. Tail tucked. She’s pregnant. Fierce protector. Thrill lingers. Transgression’s rush. Unleashed beast. Vengeance sweet. That ass-fuck? Forbidden peak. Secret fire burns. No one knows. Mine alone.