Chapter 6
Unexpected Escapade
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"Well... The fact that my brother still considers you a good, faithful wife. That, I find quite amusing," he responded with a grin.
On hearing his words, she frowned, "What are you saying? I won't accept such terrible words from you, even if you're my brother-in-law," she fumed, but internally, her heart was pounding.
How did he know she had cheated on Sebastian? Or perhaps, he was just bluffing her?
"Two weeks ago, I paid a visit. I asked the security guard not to say anything and then entered the house since I have the key as well. I wanted to surprise you and perhaps…taste your cooking. Who knew I'd end up finding you atop a man, moaning like nobody's business."
"Th-that's a lie," she faltered.
"Oh, really?" He then showed her his phone, which played a recording.
It was her, dressed in that sexy outfit, straddling Harris, her cunt voraciously and swiftly guzzling his thick length repeatedly, moans spilling out of her parted lips.
"You want to deny that this isn't you and that isn't your matrimonial bed? You want to deny as well that that obviously delicious cock you rode belonged to my father?" he asked with a brow raised in amusement.
"I..." She dropped to her knees, tears rimming her eyes. "I confess, I indeed cheated. I was wrong. Please forgive me, I'll never do that again, I swear. Please don't tell Sebastian, he'll be really hurt," she pleaded, her palms pressed together.
Aaron sighed, "I'll not tell on you."
Relief washed over Amelia, "Thank you so much, brother-in-law."
"But... It's not easy to seal my lips about this incident. Unless you...let me taste you. Are you willing?"
"...Yes, I will," she replied after thinking for a bit. This was also a fat chance to know if Aaron was magnificent down there.
"Prepare yourself, then. I'll be fucking you in your matrimonial bedroom tonight,"
Her eyes grew wide in shock, "What? No, please, let's do it here or even elsewhere, but not there, Sebastian is around."
"We'll do it when he's asleep. No problem there," he shrugged.
"But..."
What if he suddenly woke up while they were doing the deed? She didn't want to imagine it.
"Eleven pm. Your matrimonial bedroom. Now leave, " he pointed to the door, and she left with an apprehensive look.
That night, she wore sexy lingerie after her husband had fallen asleep. She also waited outside the room at 10:58. Aaron soon showed up in a night robe, and he entered while she gently shut the door.
The room had blue lights on, and they could see Sebastian fast asleep, his glasses placed on the cabinet beside the bed.
Aaron took off his robe, revealing his naked body. And yes, he was as impressive as his father. Thank heavens!
She knelt and pleasured him with her mouth and hands, and then he sat on the leather chair in the room facing the bed. She mounted his dick and started riding while he sucked one of her nipples. Her lips were parted, but she made sure only low moans came out.
Soon, he cradled her knees and walked closer to the bed, right in front of Sebastian.
Her fear spiked.
"Please, no," she weakly protested, but he was already fucking her from below, and she kept looking back in fear while moaning.
"Relax," he mumbled to her, "... and don't gaze behind you without my permission,"
"…Yes, Master,"
And so he fucked her faster, the sound of skin meeting skin renting the room.
Sebastian remained asleep, lessening her worries. Her moans even increased in volume a bit, and he still didn't wake up. Eventually, he had her stand on one leg while the other rested on his shoulder as he fucked her senseless.
Many minutes later, they were on her matrimonial bed, and she wason top of him with her back facing him. He cradled her knees so her butt was elevated while he thrust into her arsehole from below.
She kept her lips pursed, a vigorous attempt to keep moans caged in with little success. Aaron was even better at fucking than his father. He'd made her eyes roll to the back of her head, and she subconsciously wished Sebastian would go deaf so she could moan as loudly as she wanted.
She didn't want this to stop; the pleasure her brother-in-law was pumping into her was just too delicious.
"Such a slut," Aaron said amidst grunts.
"Yes, Master. I'm your slut," she muttered amidst pants.
"Until I leave, you'll spread your legs for me whenever and wherever I want. Am I clear?"
"Hng~ Y-yes, Master Aaron. A-aah~ Fu-uck~ Please don't stop fucking me, Master. Urggh~ I-I love... Arhh~ your dick...so much~ Ah~ Ahh~ Oh, fuckk!!"
His pace increased, and the bed creaked in protest. Amelia was worried that Sebastian might wake up with how intensely the bed shook, but her fears didn't come to pass.
That fellow was still fast asleep!
"Cease your worries, that bastard is drugged. Even if a bomb drops, he won't wake up,"
That reassured her, and she moaned even louder, eventually riding him without fear of being too loud.
They cummed many minutes later, and she collapsed on his chest, both gasping for breath.
After resting enough, they head to the bathroom where they fucked in the shower with her doubled over, her hands behind her and held by Aaron as he banged her quim from behind.
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It was the third day,
Aaron would be leaving by 2 pm for his home in the next city. Her husband had gone to work, stating he would come back around 1:30 to see his brother off. After kissing her husband goodbye, she ordered the maid to get some things from the market. It would take her quite a while to find the items on the list.
"And when you're back, I want you to retire to your room and rest. You've been working hard these days; it'd be unkind of me to stress you more."
Anna, who wasn't too smart, was very grateful for the opportunity to rest. "Does that mean I could take time to see my family?"
"Yes, of course. They must miss you, don't you think?"
The maid thanked her, almost shedding tears of gratitude. Amelia handed her extra money. "Take this and buy something nice to wear. Don't let your family think you aren't doing well in my home,"
The maid almost knelt, but Amelia fell back and told her not to attempt kneeling, for it was an insult to have an older person kneel before a younger one. After thanking her repeatedly, the maid left with joy. She swore that she would do her assigned task as fast as she could. But erm…that wouldn't be easy considering the traffic holdup far ahead on her route.
Now, it was just her and Aaron left in the house.
She ascended the stairs and went into Aaron's room, where she found him just stepping out of the bathroom in a towel. His hair was still wet, and water droplets enhanced his beauty before her. She walked to him and licked the water droplets on his left nipple while locking a seductive gaze with him.
"So impatient, huh?" he asked, his tone thick with amusement.
"Yes, I need you to fill me up, please."
"Then, get on the bed and spread your legs,"
She immediately obeyed, hiking her fitted red gown up to reveal she had nothing covering her crotch from the start.
Reclining on the bed, she spread her legs and cradled her knees while spreading the cunt folds wide as well to reveal her twitching slit. "Stuff me, please. Use me as you cum dumpster however you like, please."
"Sure thing," he let the towel fall off his waist and climbed the bed, assuming his position between her legs. He then stroked his already hard length and drew his upper body forward, sliding in just the head of his dick and then pulling out. He did that three times, and she became teary-eyed.
"Master, please, stop teasing me," she begged, her eyes on the delicious fuck tool.
"Alright, little one, I won't tease you anymore," he slid into her, burying his length to the hilt. Then he pinned her wrists to the bed while the heels of her feet dipped into the flesh of his waist.
He inclined his head and locked their lips in a passionate kiss while he started moving at a slow yet steady pace.
"Your cunt is so tight. So sweet to fuck, Amy," he complimented after ceasing the fiery kiss, "My brother fucking doesn't deserve you, and he can't even take proper care of you. Thankfully, there's me to nourish your cunt and prevent cobwebs from growing in it."
"Thank you for showing up. I really love the way you fucked me these past few days. I wish you wouldn't leave,"
"I have to. But don't worry, I have my ways. I'll come find you secretly at the pavilion in the garden around 10 pm every Friday. We'll have more than a quickie there. But if possible, we can do it at a hotel after you ask your husband for permission for a personal month-long vacation."
"Yeah, I'd love that too. For now, please wreck my body until it recognises just your cock,"
"As you wish, my princess," he grinned, his powerful thrusts gaining pace, the bed creaking for dear life.