Not really sure what category this belongs in, but here goes. A husband discovers his wife's affair, as her lover's daughter tempts him. It's fiction, you don't need to expound on the evils of infidelity. If that's not to your liking, why bother reading further?
The party was in full swing at my wife's boss's house, there was a pig being barbequed in the back yard, the bars were well stocked, and the pool was packed.
My wife, Alice, and I had arrived early, as she was his right hand "man" and a great party planner. She had set the whole thing up, from catering to decorations. As soon as we had arrived, she had disappeared, so I relaxed by the pool by myself. I dozed off, and was awakened by the sound of several young women laughing in the pool near my lounge.
The crowd had arrived, and I made my way to the nearest tiki bar. I was standing in line for a cocktail, in front of a group of junior employees and their dates, when their conversation caught my attention.
"Who's the milf in the white bikini?" one of the girls asked.
"She's Jack's able-bodied assistant," replied a young man.
"You got that able-bodied part right!" piped in another. They all laughed, and I followed their gazes to the balcony over the patio. My wife stood with her back, and her fine bikini-clad ass, to the railing, sharing a laugh with the boss. As she playfully slapped Jack's shoulder, the second guy laughed, "and I guess the second part too. Man, being the big boss has it's benefits!"
"Yeah, for sure," replied his friend. "Lots of time 'assisting' behind closed doors for those two."
"Really?" asked another young woman. "That kind of thing still goes on?"
"What can I say? Consenting adults!" the guy responded.
I was about to say something to spoil their little gossip fantasy, about how Alice was happily married, and they just happened to be an excellent team, but just then Jack reached to my wife, brushing her hair off of her shoulder. It was a simple gesture, but struck me as fairly intimate, and unexpected. In light of the conversation ahead of me, I had my first twinge of doubt about my wife's years-long relationship with Jack.
It worsened significantly when one of the girls piped in. "I was called up to sub as Jack's secretary last month, and I heard some pretty convincing moaning coming from his office. When Alice left, you know how she's always so perfectly put together? Well, not so much. Hair down, lipstick kind of smeared, and her skirt was, like, twisted at her waist. I wish I could have meetings like that!"
"No way!" exclaimed another woman. "Isn't she married?"
"You know it."
"Here's the best part," she lowered her voice, "I was neatening up his office after he left, and I found a pair of panties under the desk. They were, like, soaked."
"Um, you picked them up?" one of the girls asked, in a kind of accusing tone.
"Uh, well... yeah.." Now her discomfort was obvious to everybody.
"What did you do with them?" one of the guys asked, looking totally amazed.
The girl blushed crimson, and obviously didn't want to reply, but they wormed it out of her. "Well, they were really, really nice. Really hot, white lace and super silky."
"Oh my god! You kept them?"
"Well, I washed them!" she blurted, as though that justified wearing another woman's panties.
"I'll bet you gave them a nice sniff before you washed them, didn't you?" her girlfriend teased. She was unable to reply, and now jaws dropped.
"Holy shit! That's the hottest thing I've ever heard," one of the guys stated. "I think I just came in my pants."
"That is insanely fucking hot. Tell us how she smelled!" another pleaded.
They were piling on now, but in fascination. "Please tell me you're wearing them right now!" said the first man. "Please!"
When she stammered, the other girl quickly reached over and lifted the back of her skirt. They, all got a peek and ooohed. I got my own glimpse as well. Her sweet young ass was gorgeous, and filled the subject sheer panties perfectly. They were seriously a very sexy pair of panties. They were also an exact match with a pair which I had bought last year from a very expensive lingerie shop in Toronto as a Christmas present for my wife.
I returned my attention to my wife, noting how comfortable she looked with Jack. After a few seconds she turned towards the crowd, caught my eye and waved. Jack followed her look and waved as well. I gave a quick wave and turned to the bar. Behind me, I could sense the surprise in the group, and hear whispering, as well as a giggle or two. I knew what was being said. "That's gotta be her husband! Do you think he heard us?"
I ordered two doubles and wandered away. What the fuck? I never had even a bit of suspicion! Was my wife fucking her boss? Had they been having an affair all these years? How could I have not noticed?
As I drained the cocktails, I tried to convince myself that it was just gossip and coincidence. I needed to believe that.
After my drinks were finished, I decided that I needed to find my wife. I wasn't really sure what I was going to say or do, I just needed to see her.
I entered the house, and began to look around. The place was packed, but no sign of the two workmates. After searching the downstairs, I tentatively climbed the stairs, afraid of what I might find.
Remembering the balcony, I headed to the master bedroom door. It was locked. A locked bedroom? That's odd, oh shit. I bent to listen, but heard nothing. I felt slightly relieved, and turned to leave but as I turned I was startled to find a young lady standing behind me, arms crossed.
"What are you doing up here?" she demanded.
I took her in, late teens, jeans skirt, tank top, ponytail. Then I recognized her. It was Jack's daughter, Tina. She had to be 19 or 20 now. I hadn't seen her in 5 years.
"Hey Tina, just looking for a bathroom. The downstairs have a big wait."
She looked at me closely. "Mike, right? Alice's husband? You weren't looking for her in Dad's bedroom, were you?"
"Of course not! Just need to use a bathroom."
