1. Tis the season (male view)


    Date: 6/11/2017, Categories: Fetish, Voyeur, Author: Storygal, Source: xHamster

    Christmas...the time to be thankful and gather around the fire with f****y and friends. But not this year. Markus was walking along the cold streets of Chicago with no destination in mind just walking alone pulling his jacket tight around himself trying not to freeze. He had come from his parent’s home where they argued about him divorcing his wife. They knew how happy he had been when he got married two years ago but now they couldn’t understand the split. Urging for answers they had basically interrogated his son and he stormed out the door with his jacket and didn’t return. Markus couldn’t believe his parents he went for support now interrogation. Cursing to himself in the street he was having imaginary arguments with his parents about how they didn’t understand what had happened. They didn’t know the heartache he was going through. Only a week ago he had been at a late meeting with the board to discuss their office party that was coming up, must have been around 11pm when he got home. It was unusual because the front door had been locked and his wife knew that he would be later and he asked her to leave it off the latch. Mostly so he could flop into the house and pass out on the couch. When he got home however his key wouldn’t fit into the lock meaning his wife had left the key in. was it intentional he thought? Going around the back the sitting room light was on and the silhouette of two people could be seen. The back door was open and he ditched his shoes at the door ... not wanting to tread the mud through the kitchen. When he opened the kitchen door his heart stopped. “You like my tight pussy?” “Oh yeah, ride me like my bike bitch” A muffled voice reply. Storming through the house not caring if they heard him he stormed into the sitting room to find his wife riding his co-worker. They knew they were busted and it was the one thing he couldn’t forgive. Cheating. Markus didn’t even know what to do, he was filled with anger and sadness and didn’t know if he wanted to hit Simon (co-worker) or if he wanted to fall to the floor and cry. Turning his back on both of them he headed upstairs to grab a bag and go. “Baby wait!! Markus!!” he was being followed up the stairs by his naked wife. When he entered his room he saw her clothes cast on the bed. Is this where it started? Is this where it all began. How long had it been going on? “Stay away from me!” he shouted at her whilst grabbing his shirts and pants from the drawers. He was only getting some stuff and would be back for the rest some other time. “I didn’t mean…it just…” “It just what Courtney?! Hmm? You just happened to have fallen on his dick!?” “Markus it was a onetime…” “One time was enough too many” Grabbing the bag he shoved past her and was met by Simon at the bottom of the stairs. “Buddy come on…” “Don’t! Just don’t!” Instead of heading back to the kitchen and out the back he went into the garage and grabbed his .9mm glock. She didn’t know about the gun and clearly Simon didn’t. Stuffing ...
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