Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep11

All four of us stared at each other in the hallway, nervously. It felt like one of those Agatha Christie books where it turns out the four of us were secretly the killer and we had all just figured it out. My eyes raced from Vanessa to Tara to Kate. I had no safe place to stare.

"Katie spilled wine on her dress," Vanessa said, "That's what we were doing in that bedroom. Getting her a clean outfit."

"Yes," Kate said, staring down at the dress. God, she was a terrible liar. Even if I had no idea what was going on, that one word would've given everything away.

"Well, I hope you two have been having fun," Vanessa said to Tara and me, not even trying to hide what she actually meant. The implication was clear. Judge not lest ye be judged and all that jazz.

But right when it seemed like things were about to erupt, Tara used her own tragedy to prevent ours.

"I caught Jesse with another woman," my sister-in-law blurted out.

"Oh my God, what happened?" Kate asked. And just like that the dam broke -- my wife's concern for her little sister washed away her remorse and drowned her own suspicions.

"We found some chick blowing him in a bedroom," Tara said.

"Oh my God, Andy, why didn't you come get me?" Kate asked, turning on me as if I was the transgressor (which I was, actually, but I wasn't going to tell her that).

"Andy's been super supportive," Tara said, "He's been taking amazing care of me."

about her and told myself it wasn't

I knew I was supposed to be angry. But what had my wife done in that room that I didn't just commit with her younger sister? In some ways, it was even worse, because I'd seen what

yes). But seeing Kate, finally, let loose and open herself to sexual experiences was like seeing my caterpillar wife become a beautiful, sexual butterfly. Her orgasm, so expressive and unrestrained, had been

I replied, and my wife squeezed me

with sharing. They are not the same thing. If you want, we can go find your husband right now and really humiliate him. Trust

dismissively. "Honestly, I just want to call it

honestly. We'd both transgressed a little, but it wasn't too bad. In fact, there was a real possibility that

stronger than before, having skirted danger, but avoided disaster. A nice,

you leave," Vanessa said, "All three of you are sloshed. You can't drive home like

grab an

come back for your car in the morning?" Vanessa said, "Stay the night here in the house. As you saw, there's plenty of bedrooms. Sleep it off so you can feel fresh and ready in the morning. Hell, you can even crash in our master bedroom. Everyone here knows

was too busy warily eying Vanessa

overly kind as always. "Where will you and Brian sleep if we're in

I thought of her husband,

would be safer that way," Tara said,

does make sense,"

hall to the master bedroom and let us in. The room was quite luxurious with a king-sized bed, a massive flatscreen TV, and a private bathroom off to the side. Again, I was shocked at how well Brian and Vanessa seemed to live. I thought

lock on the inside, and the beautiful blonde showed us how to use it. After

the channels. There was something cozy about hiding in the room while the wild party thumped on around us.

text Jesse?" Kate asked her younger