Raúl arrives home to find his wife with a lover. Far from rejection, the situation awakens an ardent desire and opens the door to new passions and shared
Raúl opens the door to his house, exhausted after a long day of searching. The weight of routine is felt on his shoulders, but as he enters, something in the air seems different. A soft murmur, almost imperceptible, guides him directly toward the bedroom. With slow steps, he approaches the ajar door and, upon peeking in, his heart stops for an instant. There, in the bed they share, is his wife, naked and radiant, with a man on top of her. The stranger's buttocks contract with each thrust, crushing his erect member against the softness of her body. The scene is so intimate, so forbidden, that Raúl feels an intense heat run down his spine.
Without hesitation, he approaches with a mixture of curiosity and desire. His eyes rest on his wife's back, on the way her breasts rise and fall to the rhythm of her moans. She, always so shy and sweet, now seems completely surrendered to pleasure. Raúl leans in and kisses her lips, feeling the warmth of her breath and the taste of the passion consuming them. His wife looks at him, surprised but not regretful, and in her eyes, there is a spark of complicity that ignites him even more.
With a mischievous smile, Raúl sits in a corner of the room, watching the two bodies move in unison. His wife's moans fill the air, mingling with the wet sounds of flesh against flesh. The man, oblivious to Raúl's presence, continues his rhythm, his hips pounding hard. Raúl feels his own excitement growing, his member hardening inside his pants. He brings a hand to his crotch, slowly stroking himself while watching the scene with hungry eyes.
Suddenly, the sound of the front door snaps him out of his trance. The voice of his in-laws echoes in the hallway, and panic seizes him. Without thinking twice, Raúl gets up and helps his wife hide the lover in the closet, locking the door. The man, panting and confused, offers no resistance. Raúl adjusts his clothes, trying to calm his accelerated breathing, and heads toward the bedroom door with a nervous smile.
"Who was that?" his wife asks in a whisper, her voice still trembling from pleasure.
"My in-laws," Raúl replies, opening the door and stepping out into the hallway. "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
With a firm step, he approaches the entrance door and opens it, meeting the curious faces of his in-laws.
"How are things, Raúl?" his father-in-law asks, looking at him suspiciously. "Everything alright here?"
"Perfectly," Raúl responds, not losing his smile. "My wife is training yoga with her instructor; we don't want to interrupt."
Although his in-laws exchange doubtful glances, they do not insist. Raúl kindly bids them farewell, closing the door behind them. His heart pounds, not only from the lie but from the anticipation of what is to come.
Back in the bedroom, the sexual tension is palpable. His wife is sitting on the bed, her buttocks red and marked by the lover's thrusts. The man, still in the closet, waits in silence. Raúl approaches, feeling the heat emanating from his wife, and kneels by the bed. She looks at him with a mischievous smile, her eyes sparkling with desire.
"Join us, Raúl," she whispers, extending a hand toward him.
The lover, with a lewd smile, moves away, leaving space for Raúl to take his place. With a fluid movement, Raúl positions himself behind his wife, his erect member grazing the entrance of her body. She moans softly, anticipating what is to come.
"Are you ready, darling?" Raúl asks, his voice husky with desire.
"Yes," she answers, closing her eyes. "Make me yours."
Raúl needs no further invitation. With a firm push, he enters her, feeling how her body warmly welcomes him. He begins to move, his hips bumping against hers in a constant rhythm. The lover, now standing by the bed, watches with a mixture of envy and excitement.
"Your wife is a goddess in bed, Raúl," he comments, his voice loaded with admiration.
"I know," Raúl replies, kissing his wife's neck. "And tonight, she's our slut."
The room fills with wet sounds and moans of pleasure. Raúl, with one hand on his wife's hip and the other on his own member, whispers into her ear:
"Do you like being both of our slut, darling?"
She, with her eyes closed and her face flushed, nods her head, her body trembling with pleasure.
"Yes," she groans. "I love it."
The lover approaches, his erect member pointing toward her mouth. Raúl looks at him with a smile and nods, giving his approval. She leans forward, taking the man's member between her lips, sucking and licking skillfully. The scene is too much for Raúl, and he feels his orgasm approaching.
"Do you want me to continue, or would you prefer her to be only mine tonight?" Raúl asks, his voice heavy with desire.
His wife, mouth full and eyes gleaming, looks at him without saying a word. The answer hangs in the air, as the three move in perfect harmony, their bodies entwined in a dance of pleasure and lust.
The night closes over them like a silk blanket, promising more erotic adventures in the future. The final image is of Raúl, his wife, and her lover, their bodies sweaty and satisfied, their gazes full of desire and complicity. The climax envelops them, and in that moment, nothing else matters.