'You fucking what?' She said laughing, obviously enjoying how demanding he was being.
He moved in closely to her, hiked up her short skirt and yanked her red knickers down so they were round her ankles. He put his face close to her's and stuck a finger in her pussy, his hard cock sticking out, enjoying how he was teasing her. She gasped and moaned with pleasure.
'I said I want you to squat over the toilet and take a fucking piss for me, do you hear?' His face, menacing and sexy as he leant into her. She was loving it. I lay in the bath trying to not make a sound as I stroked my cock through my pants partly jealous she was getting his attention and yet so turned on.
He pulled his finger out of her wet hole and put it in his mouth, tasting her as he played with his cock, still shiny at the tip from pre-cum. At this point I didn't know if he was turned on by her hole or the fact that he was performing for us both without her knowing- her husband- a filthy fucker who would get his cock sucked any way he wanted without her knowing.
She started to laugh as she stepped back and squatted over the toilet. She stayed in the position for ages straining for a piss not taking her eyes off him. He'd obviously made her do this before and she knew how to work him up.
She started to let go of a jet of piss which I could hear hitting the toilet, the stream coming out of her, occasionally splashing the insides of her legs because of the way she was squatting.
'You've been holding that in, haven't you, you dirty bitch?' He said, them both laughing.
'I should get you in the bath and finish in your mouth,' she said, winking at him.
My stomach flipped, and panic set in. 'Fuck I'm going to get caught being in here.'
'No,' he said. 'Finish what you're doing and fuck off. I haven't been yet,' he said not taking his eyes off her.
She finished and stood up. She went to get some toilet paper and he stopped her.
'No, pull your fucking knickers up and go back downstairs. I'll be inspecting them later when we get home.'
'I'm covered,' she said still laughing.
He kissed her again before bending down and pulling her underwear back up, tugging them tight so that the crotch caught her, making her squeal. She now had her back to me, as he leant in and put his arms round her. He winked in my direction to let me know he knew I'd seen the whole thing.
His wife straightened herself, and told him not to be long. He shut the door behind her, and flipped the latch again.
'Now it's your fucking turn,' he said. |
