Author's note:
The goal of this series of cumulative vignettes is to briefly (in 1000 words or less) capture the tension that rises right until the moment of an erotic coupling... which is then purposefully left unresolved. The emphasis is more on the buildup than on the climax, so keep that in mind as you play along!
It's just a dream, it's just a dream
. I kept telling myself that in order to try and convince myself that I wasn't really witnessing the scene that was unfolding before my eyes.
It's just a dream - or maybe it's a nightmare
. I wasn't quite sure.
Cassidy had just been casually masturbating on top of my bed. Reluctantly bound to the chair in the corner of the bedroom, I could do nothing more than watch. I was also quite vulnerable, because I had been ordered to get fully naked to match her. The exposed nature of pussy had probably revealed that - despite my best efforts to suppress it - I was actually fairly aroused by watching the beautiful young redhead pleasure herself. If that had been the extent of this intimate experience, I might've allowed myself to go with it - but there was another person involved.
My husband.
As if on cue, Cassidy called out to him: "Come here, stud - my mouth is hungry for your cock."
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That whole scene had been set up because Cassidy had caught me screwing her boyfriend. Actually, she hadn't really caught me, but - in my unrestrained state of delirious arousal - I had simply blurted out that truth while on the phone with her. In retribution, she said the only way I could escape her informing my husband about my first-ever full-blown affair was to actually give
her
unprecedented access to
