What if?

Yes, I was 28 at the time. I remember seeing her for the first time, a brunette with expressive eyes. I remember seeing her from behind, her ass was looking right at me. Back then, I thought, could this be love?

We've been together for a very long time now. Yes, the feelings aren't as strong anymore, the sex isn't as wild and hot as it used to be. We started treating each other coldly, having sex in the dark, and well, it takes more effort now.

One time, I woke up at night and she wasn't next to me. I thought it was strange, where did she go in the middle of the night? I went to the kitchen, and in the darkness, I saw her silhouette. She was holding her phone and reading something. She didn't notice me. I approached quietly and practically held my breath.

She was communicating with someone, sending her nude photos. Yes, I had thought about infidelity before, but I never allowed myself anything, not even conversations.

That night, I couldn't sleep and kept thinking about it. I thought about who it was, how long they had been talking, if they had met, if they had sex. Thinking about this, I got a little aroused, didn't notice as my dick got hard.

The next day, she left for a corporate party, and I did too, and somehow there was no time for conversation. She left in a short black dress. I liked the dress, it was just too sexy. At that moment, I thought maybe I was wrong to not pay attention all this time; she is still as hot as before.

My corporate party was quite boring, most colleagues were guys, there was a lot of vodka and talk about the bosses.

And then I see a picture-perfect scene: some guy is sitting on our bed, without pants, and she's on her knees in front of him, giving him a blowjob. My heart started pounding at that moment. I wanted to go and kill them, but for some reason, I stood and watched. She took him deep in her mouth, moaned, and sucked like it was the last time. He roughly grabbed her hair and literally fucked her mouth, but she liked it. He suddenly lifted her up and threw her onto the bed. She got on all fours as if she understood him without words. He took her roughly, entered without warning or foreplay. She cried out. He started fucking her, roughly, sharply, the thrusts were so loud I think they could be heard even on the first floor. She moaned, tried to break free, but he twisted her arms and fucked her. I got an erection, it was starting to hurt, and I was massaging it.

And then something fell on the first floor. I got scared, and so did they. They started getting dressed. I saw how scared she was that I had returned.

I quickly went downstairs and pretended I had just entered the house...

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