Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep14

I felt someone shaking my shoulder.

Consciousness raced back in. I was in an unfamiliar bed. Everything smelled off. My body felt weirdly heavy, constrained, and I realized I was still wearing my clothes -- dress shoes and all.

My memories slowly leaked over me. I was at my co-worker Brian's house. Sleeping in his bedroom. I must have passed out at some point.

Another shake. My eyes popped open. I looked over at Kate, lying across from me. My wife was snoring in a cute, quiet way. A slight sleep smile played across her lips. But if Kate wasn't waking me up, then who was?

I rolled over, expecting to see Tara, my wife's younger sister. Or even Jesse, her husband. But, to my surprise, it was Vanessa, Brian's wife.

The beautiful blonde woman knelt by the side of the bed. Her golden hair ran rivulets over her shoulders. She had on the same plunging green dress from before and that strange, bronze necklace with the large, irregular chunks of smoky quartz. Her face was so perfectly formed, it seemed almost alien.

shoulder, not unkindly. When she saw that she had my attention, she put a finger to her lips. I acknowledged her command, and she rolled her head -- the universal symbol for 'follow me.' Careful not to disturb my slumbering wife, I slid out of the bed and let Vanessa lead me out of

to adjust. The music was gone, and the house was eerily quiet. Despite the general quiets (and also somewhat because of it), I could hear the sounds of illicit activities. Moans and groans. Gasps

thought back to my conversation with Brian a few days before about the kind

couple's night," Brian said,

dinner a few weeks before about being 'in the lifestyle.' Was Brian really inviting us to one

said, "Look, will a few people end up doing stuff? Probably. But no one gets involved with anything they don't want to be a part of. Look, Nessa and I

Brian would consider to be a rager. I did

Instead, the attractive woman simply grabbed my hand and pulled me forward. I let myself be led all the way to the far end of the hall. I'll admit I didn't know how to feel in that moment. On the one hand, Vanessa was truly stunning and being the object of her attention was a thrill all its own. I might have followed her over a cliff if she

encouraged my innocent wife to participate in a strange circle jerk that ended with Kate getting a stranger's cum all over

about how I felt about that event (thrilled and dismayed, mostly) meant that I didn't have a good handle on what Vanessa was up to. In some ways, she seemed to have my best interests at heart. In others, she seemed to have her own agenda, my own

the stairs. A few hours before, Tara and I had found Vanessa's husband, Brian, fucking another woman in that room. I could only imaging what I'd discover behind the

at me pointedly. I was getting far too familiar with that gesture from her. I tried to speak, but she shook