What Katie Wants Again

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a sequel to my previous story, What Katie Wants. It is highly recommended that you read that first for this to make sense. As with that story, this is a cheating story involving a married woman. Constructive criticism is much appreciated.

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Waking up from a dream is considered a bad way to begin a story. But when Katie awoke naked in a room that wasn't hers with an ache between her legs, she knew what had happened wasn't a dream at all. She had slept with one of her new husband's groomsmen in the room next to the Honeymoon Suite where her husband was.

Katie knew she should be sick to her stomach with guilt and shame at what she'd done. But besides a small pang in her chest when she thought of Shaun, her husband, she didn't. What dominated were the waves of relief and contentment flooding through her. Days of tension and anxiety were gone. It made her want to stay cocooned in these sheets forever, nestling ever deeper into her bliss.

But that wasn't an option.

While she wasn't feeling much guilt, Katie had no desire to face Daniel, her new black lover, right then. What would she say to him? Did she

want

to say anything? She could try to ignore him and focus on her honeymoon, wait it out until he left a few days before she did. Attempts at ignoring Daniel hadn't gone well so far, and she'd still ended up in this position regardless. The conversation was inevitable but that didn't mean Katie wanted to have it then.

Not that they could've talked even if Katie had wanted to. She realised upon getting up to put on her clothes that Daniel was not in the room. On top of the clothing he'd placed on the armchair for her, she saw a note.

It said that Daniel hadn't wanted to disturb her, so he let her sleep and have some space if she wanted it. He'd gone down to the hotel bar for a drink, and she was welcome to join him. The note ended with a comment on how great a time he'd had.

Katie wasn't sure whether to be relieved or saddened that there wasn't a sign of if he wanted to have a repeat of their hookup. Almost certainly he did, though like before he was putting the ball in her court. He was always trying to put her at ease, though Katie wasn't naive enough to believe he only did so out of the goodness of his heart. He knew the way of seducing Katie was by being careful with her.

After Katie had dressed and moved to leave, she saw it was dark outside and several hours after she was supposed to be back from her trip. Shaun would be wondering where she was and the longer she took, the more suspicious he would become. Though Katie supposed it wasn't as suspicious as if she'd returned to her room straight after the sounds of sex from next door had subsided.

Guilt rose within Katie for the first time since she awoke upon reaching the Honeymoon Suite door. Now she would have to face Shaun and lie to him, act like she hadn't betrayed him in the worst way possible. She wasn't used to lying - she hated it - yet here she was drawing herself into more due to her own actions. There was no one else to blame. A deep inhale preceded Katie opening the door and putting a smile on her face that she hoped was convincing.

"Hey, honey," she said as she walked in, "sorry I'm late."

"Hey. I was beginning to worry," Shaun said from one of the armchairs, his injured foot propped up on a cushion on the table. "Bad traffic?"

He turned, and there was a small pang of guilt upon seeing his face for the first time since she'd cheated on him. It was going to take some time to get used to around him. She knew she could play it cool, she had to, but that didn't mean there wouldn't be moments of guilt or worry.

"Kinda," she responded after a pause. "We left late, then got stuck on the freeway. Then some people on the trip wanted to go for drinks." Katie may have hated lying, but the falsehoods were rolling off her tongue. The last part wasn't a complete fallacy, she just failed to mention that she'd said no to the drinks so she could have sex with his friend.

Shaun nodded his head in understanding. "Did you have a good time, though?"

Her face lit up while remembering Daniel above her and spoke without thinking. "The best." It was the first truthful thing she'd said since returning.

"Good." He sat up and swivelled more to look at her, a smirk creeping along his face. "Fancy giving the day a perfect ending?"

Katie froze for a moment, surprised by the proposition. But why should she be? Her husband had asked if she wanted to have sex on their honeymoon. It was the expected thing to do, after all. Hell, part of why she'd gotten herself into the position she was due to unreleased tension from Shaun not having sex with her.

Every moment she stood still without responding increased the likelihood of suspicion. She needed to think of an adequate response, though.

"I'm pooped after my long day," she said a few seconds later, hoping it was a convincing enough answer. "I just wanna take a shower and go to bed, if that's okay."

"Sure," he said with a smile. "It's just... A few hours ago, the neighbours wouldn't shut up and..."

This admission stumped Katie as much as the proposition. He'd, what, gotten excited by the 'neighbours' (that were really his own wife and groomsman) fucking? It was no different to her those first two nights, she reasoned. Katie got a weird feeling though, knowing that Shaun had gotten aroused to the sounds of his wife fucking. She couldn't tell if it was guilt or something else, something darker. She also knew his reaction would've been the opposite if he knew who was on the other side of the wall.

Katie reminded herself to play it cool. "Oh, you got horny? Cooped up here alone?"

Shaun gulped, looking away for a moment. "Not just horny. I..."

He didn't need to finish the sentence. Shaun had gotten himself off to the sounds Katie had caused. That weird feeling persisted, and Katie realised it was an odd curiosity about her husband's interest in her activities entwined with anxiousness and a little guilt.

"Must've been quite a show," she tried to joke.

"Oh, you don't know the half of it," he laughed. She did, of course. All too well. "The guy must've been outstanding to get the responses he did. The woman didn't stop moaning." After a second, he stopped and gave his wife an earnest look. "You're not mad?"

"Of course not. The neighbours sure are something. I didn't want to upset you, but I got off to them too. So we're equal."

"When was this?" He asked, intrigued.

"Second night here, before you got hurt."

Shaun nodded and the couple were silent for a moment before a grin spread across his face. "Sure you don't want a repeat of last night? You were a different beast."

"What over two weeks of no sex does to a woman," she smiled. "Given we got loud, maybe next door put on a bigger show as retaliation?" Shaun weighed it up in his head and nodded again. Katie, however, knew it was another half-truth. Her 'performance' had riled Daniel up and made him even more desperate to have her. He'd been very eager to show her what sounds he could elicit from her. "And yes, I'm sure. Maybe tomorrow though."

Shaun seemed assuaged so Katie left him in the suite to go shower. He didn't seem suspicious, but she couldn't risk smelling of sex beside him. As she entered, she thought it would be best to shoot Daniel a quick text and let him know she wouldn't be joining him.

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Hi. Thanks for today, but I'm exhausted. I'm back in my room.

Humming to herself, the newlywed undressed and prepared for her shower. She stopped when she caught sight of a small, purple blob on her pulse point in the mirror. On closer inspection she saw it was a bruise. Daniel had given her a hickey, despite her explicit instructions to not leave any marks.

Taking a photo of herself in the mirror, Katie ensured that only her neck was visible. She didn't want to give Daniel any ideas. It was sent to him with an adjoining message.

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Wtf is this? I told you no marks.

Katie washed herself, calming down while doing so. The urge to strangle Daniel subsided and Katie reasoned that she could cover the hickey well. It wasn't her first rodeo, but it was a complication she didn't need. She then dried herself and got to covering the mark.

Shaun was in bed when Katie, dressed for bed, returned to the main area. She joined him, resting on the soft mattress and looking up at the ceiling. Just as she got comfortable, a ping sounded from her phone.

Picking it up, she saw two messages from Daniel.

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Sorry, I got carried away.

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You didn't seem to mind much though :p

Katie rolled her eyes at Daniel's cockiness but couldn't deny he was right. It was why her anger had dissipated so fast. She hadn't gotten a hickey in years so needing to hide one was a bit of a thrill.

Moving to put the phone down, a third and final text came through.

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Sleep well.

"Who was that?" Shaun asked from beside her.

"A friend. We talked about the trip."

Shaun nodded and the conversation stopped once more.

Lying in silence made her think about the other nights where it hadn't been silent, and what those nights had led to. It was weird to think that a few nights before Katie had lain there listening to Daniel and Ashlyn going at it. She hadn't expected for a moment that she would be the one in the next room making all the noise. Or that her husband would hear her doing it.

Then, as if reading her mind (but hopefully not), Shaun spoke.

"Sorry again for getting off to the neighbours earlier."

Katie turned towards him and smiled. "I already told you it's fine and we're even."

"I know. It's just... I felt kinda weird after doing it. Think I'll stick to you from now on. But give a guy some warning if you want it that rough in the future, yeah?"

Katie nodded. She was disappointed he'd considered that very rough, though not surprised. Her sex life with Shaun had always been a little basic and up until a few days prior she had been content with it. But Daniel's flirtations and body had reawakened something in her.

They spent the next while talking about nothing in particular until Shaun drifted off. Katie tried to sleep too, but her mind wasn't tired yet. Too much had happened and too much had changed for her to drift away. It would take time to process everything and figure out how she was going to proceed with things. But it was worth thinking a little then to avoid something bigger later.

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Katie slept in late the next morning due to the previous day's exertions. When she did awaken, there was a faint ache in her legs from the travelling and what had happened afterwards.

Over a room-service breakfast, Shaun told Katie he had a checkup that afternoon, having forgotten to tell her when she got back the night before. It was a bit frustrating, but she had no plans that day and getting out would be good, giving her a distraction from her thoughts.

After they ate, Katie went to take another shower, receiving a text as she entered the bathroom. It was from Daniel.

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Hey, gonna be at the gym later?

Katie paused. It could just be an innocent question. They'd seen each other there many times already. But given what happened after their last workout and the evening before, that wasn't likely. What Daniel was really asking was if he could get his hands on her again.

Katie didn't have an answer. Her late-night thinking hadn't resolved much. She was still torn. Part of her wanted to forget all about him while another wanted to march to his room right then and have him take her as many times as he liked.

A few moments later, Katie replied.

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No. Sorry.

Then she sent another without thinking about it.

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Still sore.

She wasn't sure why she'd sent that. It was clearly a tease, but she rationalised it as a sign of her conflicting feelings. She hoped her responses would give her more time to think while not shutting the door on Daniel forever.

Not wanting to just stand around, Katie put her phone aside and stepped into the shower. She thought she heard a door click nearby while washing herself, turning to see if Shaun had come to join her. But when she looked, the door was still shut and she was alone.

Katie remained in the cubicle longer than usual, content to be alone with her thoughts. She didn't make much progress on solving her problem, so decided to stop wasting water and get on with her day. After drying herself off she put on one of the fluffy white bathrobes the hotel provided. Sliding her phone into one of its pockets, Katie headed back into the suite.

Then she froze.

While drying off, Katie hadn't clocked that two voices were coming from outside the bathroom. Shaun's... and Daniel's. Because of course he was there.

The voices stopped when they heard the door shut and saw her standing before them. Both men enjoyed the sight of her in a bathrobe that stopped halfway down her thighs and struggled to conceal her cleavage. They were checking her out in what they thought was a subtle way.

"Hey," the guys said in unison with a smile. While Shaun's was sweet, Daniel's was a shit-eating grin.

"Hey. Wasn't expecting to see you today, Daniel," she said with a pointed look.

"I hadn't dropped by in a couple days and have no plans, so thought I'd give Shaun some company." While he and Shaun were friends, there was no way Daniel would send a message like he had to Katie and then show up unannounced in her room minutes later if he wasn't planning something.

Katie squinted her eyes, knowing she couldn't call Daniel on his bullshit despite desperately wanting to.

"Cool," she said instead, walking over to the table.

The men were facing each other, so Katie went to sit beside her husband, diagonal to Daniel. She wanted to ensure there was space between them, but Shaun had his injured foot on the seat beside him. Katie would have to sit next to Daniel. There was no way he could've planned it, but she was sure Daniel would use it to his advantage.

Katie hesitated, trying to think of some reason why she shouldn't sit down without making herself look weird or suspicious. Nothing good came to her mind and she could see her husband watching her with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Come on, babe. Sit down," Shaun said. "You know he won't bite."

"Not unless you want me to," Daniel replied, cocky smile still in place.

Katie rolled her eyes, pulling the chair out besides Daniel. "Such a clever, original line. I can see why the ladies drop their panties for you."

"You'd be surprised. I got mad skills."

"Oh, I'm sure you do." Katie's tone was sarcastic, but they both knew he was right. Both in seduction and in bed he was a master. She made eye contact while taking her seat and saw the same fiery passion as in the days before. It caused a dampening between her legs, reminding Katie of being pressed against his dark body while he pleasured her.

"He's telling the truth," Shaun said, startling Katie. For a second, she'd forgotten he was at the table with them, lost in his friend's dark gaze. "I've seen him in action."

"I'll take your word for it. Though it's not too surprising, given his state on that taxi ride." Katie and Daniel shared another look. They both remembered that journey to visit Shaun in the hospital. Daniel had just fucked Shaun's married cousin and smelt of sex during the journey. It was the first real conversation Katie had ever shared with Daniel and also the start of his seduction of her.

"Then you won't be shocked to know I got lucky yesterday, too." Katie glared at Daniel, receiving a challenging look in return.

"Nice, dude!" Shaun was eager to hear the details, but Daniel was coy for obvious reasons. "Was she at least hot?" Shaun asked when Daniel still refused to divulge any information.

Daniel stared Katie in the eye when he responded. "Stunning."

"Glad you had a great time," she said, trying and failing to not blush. That smouldering look of his melted her and she had to duck her head.

"Speaking of 'great times'," Shaun said, "Daniel, you're lucky you ain't been here while the neighbours have been at it."

"Oh? They been loud?" Daniel asked, sharing another secret smile with Katie.

"Like you wouldn't believe, most days we've been here. You'd have thought they were the honeymoon couple."

"Glad I was spared hearing them yesterday," Katie said, acting none the wiser.

"Oh, yeah. Cos of your trip? How was that?" Daniel asked, doing much the same as Katie.

"Awesome. Saw some cool things, did some even better stuff," she said.

Daniel shot her a wink and a knowing look, making her blush again as she looked away. Thankfully, Shaun didn't notice. He carried on the conversation while Katie sipped her drink. Daniel bantered with him about what he'd heard, playing it much cooler than she was.

The conversation changed to mundane matters after that and Katie zoned out a little. She was conscious that she was almost naked with Daniel right next to her, taking peeks at her cleavage when he thought she wouldn't notice. It was surprising that he hadn't done anything more, though when Daniel shifted and smiled to himself, she knew she'd jinxed it.

A few seconds later there was a light touch against the hem of her robe. Already tense, the sudden contact made her jolt. She looked down to see Daniel's fingers playing with the fabric while he continued talking to Shaun. Apparently giving her space was no longer on the cards and he'd chosen a more hands-on approach. Quite literally. She batted his hand away and tried shuffling further away on her seat. But short of moving the chair she couldn't get far enough away to avoid Daniel's teasing.

The next two times he tried, Katie stopped him, but the third time he was ready for her. When she felt his hand near, Katie moved to fend him off, but Daniel caught her hand in one of his. He used the other to reach over and run one of his up her leg from the knee to the hem of her robe. Katie clenched her fist to prevent a shiver. The momentary lapse in concentration allowed Daniel to rest his hand on her thigh and the corner of his mouth twitched in triumph. Oh, how she would've loved to wipe that smirk off his face. Or kiss it off.

It was a mistake to think about kissing Daniel when Shaun was right there. In Katie's defence Daniel did have his hand on her upper leg while she was naked underneath her robe. Thoughts of them together were bound to happen, which was why Katie had to cut things off there. But without being able to move his hand, she'd have to think of another solution.

It was also driving Katie mad that Daniel hadn't moved his hand since he'd placed it. The warmth from his palm settled into her skin and contributed to the melting pot beginning to bubble away at the apex of her thighs. She had to stop Daniel before she did something she'd regret. Again.

Katie remembered her phone in the pocket of her robe, thankfully on the opposite side to Daniel's hand. She took it out and discreetly sent him a text.

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Stop.

But when she realised that that wouldn't work, she tried to appease him with another message.

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Not with Shaun around. We can talk after.

The sound of Daniel's phone buzzing cut off the conversation, so Katie made an effort to cover her tracks. She held her phone up and pretended to read a message, before looking at Shaun, whose eyes were already on her.

"My mom," she said. "Wants to know how you're doing."

Shaun smiled. "That's sweet. Tell her I'm doin' fine, hun."

With Shaun distracted, Katie felt Daniel let go of her leg and reach for his phone. She couldn't help but miss the warmth Daniel's hand had provided even if it was bad he'd put it there at all. He read the messages with a blank expression on his face, knowing she was watching him while she spoke to Shaun. When Katie saw Daniel had responded, she pretended to send a reply to her mother while reading his message.