THE INTRUDER by Andrew1968
This is a cuckolding/hot-wife themed story. Please be aware of that. I will delete any rude comments. I will delete any rude emails I receive. Honestly, don't read this story, if you don't like these sorts of themes.
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Alan and Heidi were ignoring the television and playing with each other when Mark arrived. Short sexy Heidi had taken her shoes off. She was laughing hysterically as her husband Alan cradled her pretty feet and adoringly kissed and licked her painted toes. Heidi, meanwhile, had shoved her slim brown hand inside her husband's shorts and underwear. She was tickling Alan's leaking cock with her fingertips. They were both stirred up and so horny. Heidi was only wearing her black see through lace bra and her black see through lace panties. They were just seconds away from running into the bedroom, tearing the rest of their clothes off and having sex with each other.
Alan and Heidi heard a knock at the front door. Alan and Heidi froze. They gasped and then they grinned at each other. Their eyes grew wide. Heidi shook her head. There was only one person they knew who would show up unannounced and without calling first at that time of night. The married couple had been talking about him and his role in their marriage for the last few weeks. The married couple had reached a definite final decision regarding Mark and his new role in their lives - well, at least, Heidi thought they had.
"Oh my God," Heidi hissed. "Speak of the randy devil, it's you know who, again..."
"Yep, uh huh, it surely is," Alan said, cutting Heidi off. "I bet he's all fired up and ready to play with you tonight, baby - especially after all your flirty texts and naughty phone calls with him. Still, I guess you should put some more clothes on though, babe..."
"Are you serious right now," Heidi asked, surprised her husband would suggest covering up her beautiful body so Mark couldn't see it. "You can see straight through these undies. It's the same with this bra. There's no way I'm putting more on. I'm hoping Mark's going to take stuff off, rather than me putting more stuff on!"
Alan gasped. He stared at his gorgeous hot-wife. Mark banged on the front door again.
"Oh my God," Alan hissed, "are you sure that's a good idea, babe?"
"Of course, it's a great idea...whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute, babe - are you up for this - I thought you were up for this, Alan," Heidi whined.
"Well I...," Alan began, before Heidi took over.
"I'm sick of endlessly discussing this with you, Alan and I'm sick of forever fantasizing about it? I want to do it for real. I want to do it now, tonight, at home. I really need this to happen. I can't stand it anymore! I need a boyfriend, I need a boyfriend - I really need a boyfriend!"
Alan gulped. His heart began to pound in his chest. He quickly licked his upper lip. Heidi watched her husband as he let go of her well kissed feet. Alan wouldn't answer his wife. He dropped his eyes. He looked between her thighs. Heidi opened her legs so he could see the shape of her pussy through the wet dark lace. Alan looked hypnotized.
"Well," Heidi softly prompted her husband a moment later, staring at the front door, before turning back to her husband. "He's waiting at the door, Alan - say something, do something."
Alan cleared his throat. He looked up at his wife. She closed her legs.
"Are you up for this or not," Heidi demanded. "This is reality, this isn't a fantasy. Can you handle it or not, baby?"
There was another knock at the front door. Alan turned his head and listened. Heidi gasped with pleasure and grinned. She was so desperate for Alan's final answer. She was so horny. She was so impatient. Her flirty games with Mark had put her in the mood. Her fun on the couch with her husband had warmed her up. Now Mark was there and Heidi was ready to grab Mark's hand, pull him into the bedroom, so Mark could well and truly nail her, like all three of them wanted.
"C'mon Alan, c'mon, can you handle it or not? You know I love you; you know you can trust me. It's not that big of a deal, is it? It's not like I'm ever gonna leave you for him. It's just a bit of fun! C'mon Alan, c'mon, c'mon! Just say yes for God's sake and put a thirsty female out of her misery!"
"Ummm," Alan said, scratching his scalp, while another knock rang out.
"C'mon, c'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, before he leaves," Heidi urgently continued, her eyes swiftly moving from her husband to the front door and then back again. "It's not that big of a deal, is it? It really isn't. Just say yes. Just say yes. Just say yes, for God's sake!"
Alan looked at his sexy, determined little hot-wife. Heidi had been pestering Alan for weeks. Heidi had been pressuring her husband nonstop. It had been one of her best performances. Heidi was relentless. She had used her well reasoned arguments to get a yes from her husband. She had cried. She had screamed. She had threatened divorce. She had threatened to take the kids from him. She had stormed about. She had smashed and thrown things at him. She had been so theatrical. She finally seduced her husband into agreeing. She socked it to her husband in bed, night after night, until he was eating out of her hand and willing to agree to anything she wanted. In the end, Alan craved it just as badly as his wife did, though he did suffer from moments of indecision, like right now.
"Alan? C'mon babe, I really wanna get laid tonight," Heidi whined impatiently and unhappily. "I don't wanna spend another night fighting with you over this, babe - I mean I will, if I have to, because I'm not gonna give in, but why should I have to? Can't you just grow up, give in, say yes, and let me have what I want."
"Yes, yes, okay, okay, I can handle it, I can handle it," Alan finally blurted out, nodding aggressively and steeling himself. "Let's do this! Let's stop talking about it and finally do it!"
There was another knock at the front door. It was louder and more insistent this time. Both Heidi and Alan gasped and jumped with shock.
"Oh thank God! Okay, okay, good man - well then, get up, go and answer the fucking door, babe - let him in, let him in, for God's sake!"
Alan got to his feet and walked to the front door. He reached out. He turned the handle. He pulled the front door back. Mark was standing there. Alan was about to say hello, but Mark spoke first. Mark wasn't looking at Alan. He was quickly scanning the background. Mark wanted to see Heidi. Mark had no interest in seeing Alan at all, even though Mark and Alan were long term friends.
"Where's Heidi," Mark stated without looking at Alan, instantly stepping inside, brushing past Alan and searching for Alan's wife with his beady hungry eyes. "Is Heidi here?"
"I'm in here, Mark, honey," Heidi called out, waving and smiling as her husband's friend saw her.
Alan's wife was sitting, curled up, on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. Her beautiful large brown eyes caressed Mark's. A soft smile played on her lips as she carefully swept her long fine dark hair back from her tanned features. Mark actually licked his lips as he stared at his friend's gorgeous wife. Heidi softly laughed. Mark was so desperate. Mark was so single-minded. Mark was so obsessed with Heidi. She turned and assessed her husband. Mark clearly regarded Alan as an unwanted obstacle between himself and his friend's wife. Alan, however, didn't take offence at being ignored. Alan was smiling. Alan was absentmindedly scratching his head. The three of them had been in this situation before.
"Hey Heidi," Mark said, striding off in her direction.
"Hi Mark," Heidi returned with a soft sigh and a grin as her husband's friend sat down beside her on the lounge. "How's it going?"
"Good, good," Mark replied.
Heidi smiled and adjusted her weight. Her husband's friend was pressed right up against her. She withdrew from Mark. She put a small gap between the two of them. Mark quickly followed Heidi. Mark was once more pressed up against his friend's wife. Heidi briefly looked up at her husband again. Alan shrugged and grinned. Heidi softly chuckled while her eyes lit up. She sighed and relaxed. Mark was ogling Heidi. She made sure he got a good look of her cleavage.
Mark began talking. He was quickly speaking. He ignored Alan as Heidi's husband reached down, picked up his glass of wine and sat down on the one seat lounge chair opposite his wife and his friend. Mark had unceremoniously stolen Alan's place next to Heidi, but neither Heidi nor Alan really minded. It was just Mark being Mark. He was constantly trying to take Alan's place, especially when it came to being with Heidi.
Alan yawned and listened as Mark and Heidi spoke together. Mark was doing most of the talking. Heidi was asking the occasional question and adding short comments. Alan watched as Mark casually reached out and ran his arm around Heidi's shoulder as he spoke on and on about his car, his job and his day. Heidi grinned and her eyes lit up again. She moved. She shifted in her seat and then settled down again. She shot a look at her husband. She was still grinning. Alan smiled. Mark kept talking. Mark moved even closer to Heidi. He ran his arm even further around her. Heidi didn't even blink. She made no move to withdraw from him. Heidi was used to it. Her husband's desperate friend was always getting close to her and was always touching her. Mark had no shame and plenty of courage. Mark was a horny desperate man. He was a lone wolf. He wanted Heidi.
It didn't matter that Heidi was married to Alan and had been married to Alan for nearly six years. It didn't matter that Heidi and Alan had a four year old daughter together. It didn't matter that Heidi was two months pregnant with Alan's second child. Mark wanted Heidi and that's all there was to it. Mark was determined to have her. Mark really wanted it all: he wanted Heidi to divorce Alan and then he wanted to marry Heidi himself. Mark wanted to move into Heidi and Alan's home and into their bed. Mark wanted to raise his friend's children. Mark wanted his friend out of the picture. Mark wanted everything Alan had. Mark meant to have it as well. Mark's determination and desperation turned Heidi on. Heidi really wouldn't have minded if Mark and Alan got into a fist fight over her. Heidi was sure Mark would have won easily. She could imagine Mark triumphantly towering over her beaten, prostrate husband. She pictured Mark standing there, Alan at his feet, with his hands on his hips, while staring at Heidi, ready to use his hard cock on her. The image made Heidi cream her pants. The image made her softly moan and shake. It was just one more reason why Heidi wanted to kiss Mark, to fuck Mark's brains out and worship his penis with her mouth.
