At Midnight, My Wife Betrays Our Bed

But I was already consumed by endless desire. There was no way I was letting her off the hook.My soft whispers turned into vigorous shaking.“Honey, wake up.”Just as my mind started running through all sorts of bad scenarios.Chloe finally showed a hint of reaction. Her voice came out low and muffled. “Sleeping.”Of course, I wouldn’t give up. I pressed close to her body again, whispering in her ear, “Honey, we haven’t been intimate in ages. How about we go wild tonight?”

As I spoke, my hand started to wander.She didn’t refuse me, so I didn’t hold back, my actions growing bolder.But I vaguely felt the skin I was touching was cold, not soft and warm like my wife’s usually was.And her scent seemed different from before, which gave me a strange sense of novelty.However, just as my hand was about to reach its destination, she suddenly grabbed my wrist.

“No… no, I need to take a shower first.”Before I could react, she scrambled out of bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and fumbled her way out of the room in the dark.Watching her whole routine, I was completely baffled.But since she wanted to shower, all I could do was wait, hoping she’d be quick.However, after waiting for a long time in the room, I started to feel drowsy. So I got up, intending to go urge her along.Suddenly, I heard voices from the living room.To my surprise, there was another woman in the living room besides my wife, Chloe.It was Chloe’s best friend, Hailey.