Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep28

We'd done it. Our marriage had gone right over the falls, but it was mostly intact. I felt it. There'd been a moment when I was with Tara on the couch that it had cracked. Then again, back in that bedroom, with Kate completely under Brian's control, it had snapped a little more. And I'd felt like nothing would be the same.

But somehow, now that we were leaving that party, I was sure we'd managed to seal it back up. Chipped and misshapen but workable. I could forgive Kate everything if this was the first step to a stronger marriage. Kate could absolve me if I used this incident as a spark to reignite our passion.

We got to the bottom of the stairs. I could see the front door in front of me. Over a pile of prone, sleeping bodies, yes, but reachable. This was it. We were going to make it.

"There you are!" Tara, my cute, redheaded sister-in-law, appeared in front of us like she'd been conjured out of nothing. "I've been looking all over for you two."

The cute, slim woman had found her way back into her jeans and t-shirt. More noticeable, however, was what else she'd found. Tara was dragging Mason along behind her. I immediately recognized the blond man from Kate's previous, masturbatory encounter. My wife did too. As soon as Kate saw whose hand Tara was holding, she blushed and shrank behind me.

Mason's blond hair was perfectly coiffed in devil-may-care curls. He had a cleft chin, high cheekbones and bright blue eyes. His button-down flannel and blue jeans completed the standard good ol' boy package. He reminded me of the kind of guys TV execs used to drool over in the 70s. He gave my wife a knowing smile, but he was smart enough to not say anything more.

Tara had also uncovered one other thing of note: my pants. Apparently, she'd been able to dig them off the living room floor. Kate gave me a calculating look as her sister handed me my trousers.

"Thank you for, um, finding these," I said. Tara cocked her eyebrow my way, but she didn't elaborate.

I was comfortable enough in Brian's sweatpants and didn't feel like getting dressed in the hallway. So, I reached into my pockets and pulled out my phone and wallet but held the slacks in front of me like they were a parting gift. "We're heading home," I told Tara, forcefully. Making my message clear. Let's go.

Tara made a little girl moue. I was reminded of the other, non-sexy side of my wife's kid sister -- the kid part.

watch the sunrise in the

think she might mean more than that. In fact, I was starting to wonder about a

this point, I'd thought that Kate and I had been the wild ones the last few hours. But seeing Tara and Mason, even though they were both completely clothed, made me rethink my theory. Maybe, despite a full swap foursome, Kate and I had managed

deck and it's just cold enough outside to make the hot

spoke. She was clearly parroting something he'd said to her earlier and he liked the way his words

said. Like that was truly the only

we," Tara said,

kiss on the cheek. I recognized

my wife standing behind me. He reached out to shake my hand in

top was unbuttoned and untucked, showing off his taut, dark-skinned chest. His oil-black hair hung playfully over one eye. The smile on his

getting in the hot tub," Carlos continued, "You

considering all the risks we might encounter. But on the other, I didn't think she wanted to abandon her little sister, either. In other words, I knew my wife wanted me to give the right answer, but I

wife; she wasn't leaving without Tara in

about this, Kate," Tara said, "Don't keep doing this to yourself. Don't miss

again, looking at each other dumbly. Like a tornado had just randomly sped past

intrigued. What did Tara mean by we've talked about this? All sorts of theories traipsed through my thoughts, but I wasn't able to fully formulate any of

pants I was holding in my hands like some weird, khaki fig

face. All I could see were the shadows of her younger sister. I knew I shouldn't have, but in the moment, I