*Warning, this story contains taboo topics such as incest, cuckoldry, and infidelity, if those aren't your cup of tea, feel free to explore elsewhere!*
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It was almost three in the afternoon when I finally got dressed, picking out a flowery pink sun dress that ended just above my knees and slipping into some seamless black panties before I started to sort through the boxes. Maybe it was because I had already cum several times, but I fell into the rhythm and let my mind wander while I worked.
I would be lying if I said that I wasn't thinking about what had happened between Victor and I while I tried to focus on unpacking Lucas's and my things. It was like my memories were trying to taunt me with how good it had felt and how naughty it was, no matter how hard I tried to ignore it. I'd go from putting shirts away in drawers to just idly standing there with an absent look on my face whenever Victor's massive meat came up in my thoughts, which was a lot more than I'd thought possible. I just couldn't get it out of my head.
I kept thinking back to the way he caressed his hefty balls and promised he would save his cum for me. The thought of that alone kept me on edge as my arousal threatened to ruin my panties again.
Eventually I was content that I had pulled enough of our things out for one day, and moved over to the living room, which was quiet with Victor working in his room and Lucas gone, so I flopped onto the large black couch and flipped through some channels.
After what felt like an eternity, Lucas pulled into the driveway and I anxiously waited for him to cross the threshold. I bit my lip, wondering if he would be able to tell what had happened or if he might have heard more than I thought when he called. My heart pounded with anticipation, and I felt the familiar heat of arousal starting to flood my body.
"I'm home!" Lucas announced as soon as he opened the door and I jumped even though I was expecting him.
"Hey baby! Welcome home!" I jumped up from my place on the couch, running to throw my arms around Lucas after he set down his bag. I smiled as he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me close, nuzzling into him as I tried to hide my blush.
"Did somebody miss me?" He asked as he kissed my forehead and slowly rubbed my back, a hint of tease in his voice. I pouted and looked at him, pressing my breasts against him as I did.
"Is there something wrong with that? You left me all alone this morning."
"Not all alone, Victor was here wasn't he?" Lucas quirked an eyebrow at me as he started to pull away from my eager embrace. I felt the heat of embarrassment rising to my face as I thought about best how to respond. Victor had been there alright, in more ways than Lucas probably knew.
"Well, we actually did chat a little but he had work to do..." I looked away, hiding the guilt that flushed my face before I stepped back, again meeting Lucas's gaze.
"I'm sure he wouldn't mind a chance to get to know you a little better, you are going to be living with him after all." I searched his eyes, trying to see if he was implying what I thought, or if I was just filling in blanks with what I wanted. I wanted him to come out and say he wanted me to fuck Victor so I didn't have to feel guilty about it. So I wouldn't constantly have the way he filled me just out of reach.
"So you want me to hang out with him while you're gone?" I asked, a little more hopeful than I might have intended but his warm smile assured me I hadn't gone overboard.
"Yeah, silly, I wouldn't expect any less. Besides, didn't you say you wanted to get back into running? Maybe he could be your running partner and show you around." I felt my body responding to the idea of seeing Victor working out, his muscular legs pumping as he ran, bulge bouncing back and forth with the momentum like some tantalizing pendulum. My thoughts definitely started to wander, but before i could answer, Victor did.
"That sounds great to me, I usually go on a run before breakfast." Victor chimed in from the hallway, I had no idea how long he had been standing there but both Lucas and I jumped, which got a hearty chuckle out of Victor.
"Sorry, didn't mean to intrude but I just finished work and was about to start making dinner. Any requests?" He glanced at us inquisitively as he turned his body toward the kitchen and I felt the heat of my embarrassment rocket through my body.
"See! It all works out." Lucas leaned in to kiss me, and I somewhat timidly responded in kind.
"I've been craving tacos lately." Lucas added, almost as an afterthought as he slipped out of his shoes, which Victor simply gave a thumbs up to before he disappeared into the kitchen.
Dinner was delicious, and Victor proved to be a perfect gentleman, even if we exchanged knowing glances here and there. Lucas didn't seem to notice, or if he did he didn't seem to care. He was far too invested in eating after his long day at work.
Lucas and I cleaned up the dishes together while Victor set about opening a large bottle of wine and putting a glass out for each of us.