Caught in the Act: Part 2

Fucking my best friend’s wife after she found out he cheated – PART 2

A week had gone by since that night on their couch and Lori had not reached out once. Rick still acted like everything was normal when we grabbed beers. He laughed at the same dumb jokes, complained about work traffic, and never mentioned Lori seeming off or distant. I started wondering if she regretted it all, if she had patched things up with him or decided the whole thing was a mistake she wanted to bury. The silence stretched long enough that I almost convinced myself it really had been just one angry impulsive night.

Then my phone rang at nine on a Thursday. Lori’s name flashed on the screen. I picked up immediately.

“Sean?” Her voice broke right away. She was crying. “Can you come over? Please. I really need to talk to someone.”

My pulse jumped. “Are you okay? Is Rick home?”

“He’s out again. Just please come. I can’t do this alone.”

I drove over in under fifteen minutes. She opened the door before I even knocked. Her eyes were red and swollen with mascara running in dark streaks down her cheeks. She wore Rick’s oversized hoodie that I had seen him wear a hundred times and nothing else underneath. Bare legs and bare feet. She looked fragile and exhausted.

She stepped aside to let me in then closed the door and locked it. As soon as the lock clicked she fell into me with her arms wrapping tight around my waist and her face pressed hard against my chest. Quiet sobs shook her shoulders.

I held her close with one hand rubbing slow circles on her back. “Hey it’s okay. Come on let’s sit.”

We moved to the couch. She curled up against my side with her knees drawn up and still clinging to me. She cried softly for another minute or so before she could get the words out.

“What happened this time?” I asked gently.

“I-I- don’t know what to do Seann” she whispered with her voice trembling. Fresh tears slipped down her face.

“What do you mean?”

“About what we did last time.” She looked up at me with eyes glassy and full of conflict. “I think what we did was wrong. The emotions were strong and raw and the timing was terrible. The whole situation. I was just so hurt and angry. I wanted to hurt him back. But now I can’t stop replaying it. I can’t stop thinking about you and about how good it felt and that makes me feel even worse. Like I’m the one who’s broken now.”

I held her face with both hands and my thumbs brushed away the tears. “Shh Lori we didn’t do anything wrong.”

She shook her head slowly. “I’m married……to YOUR best friend. And I let you inside me. I let you fuck me. I came so hard that I forgot his name for a minute. How is that not wrong?”

“Because he broke you first” I said quietly. “He cheated multiple times in your own bed with videos to prove it. He doesn’t get to decide what you deserve anymore. You deserve to feel wanted. You deserve to feel good. And if letting go with me even just once gave you that then I’m not going to feel guilty about it. Neither should you.”

She stared at me for a long moment. “But I keep imagining his face if he ever found out”

“He won’t. Not unless you want him to.”

Silence settled between us again. Her hand rested on my thigh with her fingers trembling slightly.

“I hate him” she whispered. “But I hate even more how badly I still want to feel you again”

I leaned in slowly and kissed her forehead then her damp cheek then her lips soft at first. She kissed me back hesitantly then deeper and hungrier. Her hands slid under my shirt with her nails digging lightly into my skin.

She pulled back just enough to speak against my mouth. “Make the guilt go away……just for tonight…… please.”

I nodded. I lifted the hoodie over her head. No bra underneath. Her tits were soft and full with nipples already peaked. I kissed down her neck and took one into my mouth sucking gently. She moaned low and arched toward me.

I eased her back against the cushions and spread her legs. No panties. Her pussy was already wet with lips glistening in the dim light. I kissed down her stomach until my tongue was on her clit licking slow. She gasped and ran her fingers through my hair.

“God, yes please….. he never does this right…. I need this.”

I sucked harder and slid two fingers inside her pumping them in rhythm with my tongue. She came quickly shaking with a soft sob mixing with her moans and thighs clamping around my head as she flooded my mouth.

She pulled me up and kissed me fiercely tasting herself on my lips. She then pulled my pants down and started stroking my cock.

“I love how much bigger your dick is compared to his….. yours hits the spot.”

She guided me to her tight wet hole. I pushed in raw. She wrapped her legs around my waist and whispered “slowly….. I want to feel every inch of you.”

I moved gently deep and steady. She moaned into my neck. “I shouldn’t want this… but I do…. so much.”

I picked up the pace thrusting harder. The couch creaked beneath us. Her nails raked down my back. “Make it hurt just a little make me forget him.”

I pounded deeper. She cried out a half sob half pleasure. “I’m gonna cum! don’t stop”

I buried myself as deep as I could and came hard with thick cum pulsing inside her hot and heavy flooding her until it overflowed and ran down her ass onto the cushions. She clenched around me and came with a muffled cry against my neck shaking while her nails raked down my back.

We stayed quiet for a moment breathing heavy. My cum leaked out of her in slow thick trails. She did not move to clean it. She just lay there marked twice now satisfied guilty but still clinging to me.

Before I could pull out her phone buzzed sharply on the coffee table next to us.

We both froze.

The screen lit up with Rick’s name. Incoming call.

Lori’s eyes went wide. She reached for the phone with shaking fingers but I didnt move. I stayed buried inside her feeling her pussy clench instinctively around me from the sudden rush of adrenaline.

“Don’t answer” I whispered.

“I have to,” she breathed. “He’ll keep calling. He always does when he’s out late.”

She swiped to accept and put it on speaker so her hands stayed free. Her voice came out steady, almost too steady. “Hey babe”

Rick’s voice filled the quiet room casual and a little drunk-sounding. “Hey. You still up? Did I foorgot my keys on the kitchen counter? ”

Lori’s thighs tightened around my hips. She bit her lip hard to keep from moaning as I shifted just enough to press deeper without making a sound. “Yeah just winding down” she managed. “Keys are right where you left them.”

I rocked my hips once slow and shallow testing her. Her free hand flew to my chest and her nails dug in as a warning but her pussy fluttered around me like she couldnt help it.

“You okay?” Rick asked. “You sound out of breath.”

Lori swallowed. “Just did some yoga. Stretching. You know.”

Another slow thrust deeper this time. She choked back a tiny whimper and turned it into a cough. “Anyway, go have fun. I’m heading to bed soon.”

Rick laughed. “Alright. Love you. Don’t wait up.”

“Love you too” she said automatically.

The call ended. Silence crashed back in.

Lori dropped the phone. Her eyes locked on mine wild furious and turned on. “You asshole” she hissed but her hips rolled up to meet me. “He could have heard.”

“He didn’t,” I murmured while I started to move again slow deliberate strokes that made her gasp. “But you almost did.”

She grabbed my face and kissed me hard biting my lip. “Finish inside me. Now. Before I change my mind.”

I didnt need telling twice. I thrust harder and faster while the couch creaked under us. She wrapped her legs tight around my waist and pulled me deeper. “Cum in me. fill me up again make me forget that call ever happened.”

Heat surged through me. I buried myself as deep as I could and came hard thick ropes pulsing inside her hot and heavy flooding her until it overflowed and ran down her ass onto the cushions. She clenched around me and came with a muffled cry against my neck shaking while her nails raked down my back.

We stayed quiet for a moment breathing heavy. My cum leaked out of her. She didnt move to clean it. She just lay there marked twice now satisfied guilty but still clinging to me.

I finally pulled out and watched it drip from her pussy. She looked up at me with a small shaky smile.

“Next time he calls while you’re fucking me” she whispered “don’t stop. Make me cum while I’m talking to him.”

I kissed her forehead. I dressed quietly and slipped out the back door like before.