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My Wife’s New Lover: A Reluctant Hotwife Erotic Romance Ch. 2

Matt stroked himself faster now, transfixed by the erotic display before him. Precum was leaking as he watched his wife enthusiastically pleasure another woman.

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After basking in the afterglow with Damien for a few minutes, Leila slowly sat up and began gathering her clothes. As she bent over, she felt Damien’s appreciative gaze on her bare skin.

“Leaving so soon?” he asked with a tinge of regret.

Leila leaned in and kissed him deeply. “I had an amazing time,” she purred. “But it’s my anniversary, and my husband is waiting for me.”

Damien nodded in understanding. “Well, I’m honored you chose to celebrate your special night with me. Your husband is a lucky man.”

Leila just smiled mysteriously in response as she finished dressing. She gave Damien one last passionate kiss before slipping out into the hotel hallway, her heels clicking on the floor.

She glided back to the room she shared with Matt, her heart racing in anticipation of his reaction. Leila unlocked the door slowly. Matt was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes dark with desire.

“Welcome back, darling,” he rasped. “I want to hear every detail.”

Leila crossed the room and sat lightly on Matt’s lap. “It was so sexy; he was amazing,” she purred, trailing kisses down her husband’s neck as she began recounting the evening.

Matt listened intently, his hands caressing Leila’s body as she described the buildup of tension, the steamy oral foreplay, and finally Damien taking her passionately.

“You looked so beautiful giving yourself over to him,” Matt murmured. “Seeing your pleasure drives me wild.” He was already growing hard beneath her.

“But now it’s your turn, my love,” Leila whispered. “I saved all my energy for you.” With that, she pushed him back onto the bed, ready to show her husband the deepest depths of her desire.

She peeled off her dress again, moving slowly and seductively this time. Matt’s eyes drank in every inch of her hungrily.

Leila climbed on top of Matt, feeling his stiffness through his pants, grinding against them as she dipped her tongue into his eager mouth.

Matt moaned, totally aroused after watching his wife take another man. His hands grasped her hips tightly as she continued writhing on top of him.

Please, Leila, I need to feel you,” he groaned urgently.

Just then, they heard the hotel room door open. Leila froze, still straddling Matt in just her lingerie. Their anniversary night was about to take an unexpected turn.

“Oh! I’m so sorry!” exclaimed a female voice. Leila turned to see a petite blonde hotel maid standing in the doorway, clutching her cart of cleaning supplies, her eyes wide in shock.

“I thought this room was empty,” she stammered, blushing deeply at having walked in on such an intimate scene.

Leila quickly dismounted from Matt and grabbed a hotel robe, attempting to preserve what modesty she could. But the maid lingered in the doorway, seeming unable to tear her eyes away.

“It’s our anniversary; we got a bit carried away celebrating,” Matt explained, noticeably aroused by this new twist.

“I really should be going,” the maid said nervously, but she still didn’t move.

Leila studied her intently, noticing the way the maid’s eyes raked over Matt’s bare chest. A daring idea began to form — clearly, their fun didn’t have to end yet tonight.

“Why don’t you come join us?” Leila purred at the maid, a slow grin spreading across her face. She glanced at Matt to see his reaction. His eyes gleamed with lustful possibility.

The maid’s eyes went wide. “Join you? I couldn’t…could I?” she asked hesitantly.

Leila moved closer, dropping her robe slightly to reveal the curves of her breasts swelling over the lace. The maid caught her breath, unable to resist gazing at Leila’s nearly nude form.

Leila took the maid’s hand gently. “Stay,” she whispered. “We’d love to have you if you want to.” She guided the maid’s trembling hand to her lace-covered breast.

The maid let out a small gasp at the intimate contact. But she didn’t pull away. Her fingers closed tentatively over Leila’s breast, squeezing gently.

Leila sighed at the touch. She leaned in slowly, giving the maid time to retreat, and brushed their lips together in the softest kiss.

The maid let out a tiny moan, allowing Leila’s tongue to slide between her lips, deepening the kiss. Her hands wrapped around Leila’s nearly naked body, giving herself over to the rising desire…

Matt watched avidly from the bed, arousal surging as his wife seduced this shy maid into their anniversary tryst. He began slowly stroking himself over his pants, incapable of resisting touching his stiff cock.

The maid broke the kiss, panting slightly. Her eyes darted between Matt on the bed and Leila’s perfect body pressed against her.

“Are you sure this is okay?” she asked.

Leila smiled reassuringly. “Let’s make this a night we’ll never forget.”

She took the maid’s hand and led her to the bed. The shy young woman was about to become their anniversary gift to each other, the perfect ending to a night of passion.

Leila sat the maid down on the edge of the bed and sank to her knees before her. Gently, she trailed her hands up the maid’s thighs, pushing up the short skirt of her uniform.

The maid whimpered in anticipation, her legs falling open slightly. Leila glanced up with a seductive smile before dipping her head under the maid’s skirt.

Her mouth found the maid’s lace panties, already damp with desire. Leila pressed her eager lips against the fabric, breathing hotly into the maid’s most sensitive area.

“Oh god,” the maid cried out, her hands immediately tangling in Leila’s hair.

Matt could only watch spellbound as his wife pleasured this stranger, the erotic scene exceeding even his hottest fantasies.

Leila slid the maid’s lace panties aside, exposing her glistening folds. She swirled her tongue slowly, drawing out whimpers of pleasure from the young woman.

The maid gripped Leila’s hair tightly as waves of sensation radiated through her body. Leila’s skilled mouth knew exactly how to stroke and tease her swollen bud, alternating between gentle flicks and firm pressure.

“That feels so good,” the maid moaned, grinding her hips rhythmically against Leila’s face. Leila grinned and redoubled her efforts, grasping the maid’s ass to pull her even tighter to her probing tongue.

Matt stroked himself faster now, transfixed by the erotic display before him. Precum was leaking as he watched his wife enthusiastically pleasure another woman.

Sensing the maid was close to climax, Leila slid two fingers deep inside her soaked entrance, pumping vigorously. The maid cried out loudly as her orgasm crashed over her, her back arching off the bed.

Leila kept her fingers buried inside throughout the contractions, drawing out the maid’s orgasm for as long as possible. Finally, the maid collapsed back on the bed, breathing hard.

“Your turn,” Leila purred, climbing onto the bed and guiding the maid’s hand between her legs. The maid tentatively caressed Leila’s lace panties, still sensitive and reeling from her own release.

Leila guided the maid’s fingers under the lace barrier. The maid gasped as she made contact with Leila’s slick folds. Growing bolder, she explored Leila’s wetness, spreading it up to circle her swollen clit.

“Just like that,” Leila encouraged breathlessly. She pulled the maid in for a fiery kiss, tongues intertwining. The maid increased her rhythm on Leila’s clit as Leila bucked her hips urgently.

Matt was pumping his cock almost aggressively now, desperate to join in the action. Seeing an opportunity, the maid broke her kiss with Leila and crawled seductively over to Matt on her hands and knees.

She hovered above his straining erection, looking up at him through lowered lashes. Keeping her eyes locked on his, she slowly ran her tongue from base to tip.

Matt let out a loud groan, resisting the urge to roughly grab her hair and take what he needed. But the maid was in control now, continuing her torturously light licks up and down his shaft.

Finally, she took just the head in her mouth, sucking gently as her tongue swirled around the most sensitive part. Matt was in heaven, straining to go deeper into her mouth’s hot depths.

Leila watched avidly as the maid sucked Matt’s cock, her own arousal building. She slid a hand between her legs, gathering wetness and starting to rub tight circles around her clit.

The maid began taking more of Matt’s length into her mouth until he hit the back of her throat. She relaxed her jaw to accommodate his impressive size, bobbing her head as she established an eager rhythm.

“Fuck yes, just like that,” Matt groaned through gritted teeth. His hands twisted in her blonde hair, guiding her motions. The maid moaned around his cock, sending delicious vibrations through him.

Leila inserted two fingers into her dripping center, pumping them vigorously as she watched the wanton display. Her other hand still strummed her aching clit, hurtling toward the climax.

Suddenly, Matt pulled the maid off his cock with a wet pop. Her lips were swollen and slick with saliva and precum. He positioned her on her hands and knees, facing the foot of the bed.

The maid wiggled her ass enticingly as Matt moved behind her. With one brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her soaked pussy.

“Oh god, yes!” she cried out, her fingers grasping the sheets tightly. Matt wasted no time, quickly building to a merciless, pounding rhythm.

Leila whimpered as she furiously fingered herself, enthralled by the erotic scene of her husband dominating the young maid.

Matt’s thick cock glistened with the maid’s juices each time he withdrew before slamming back in. His hands grasped her hips in an iron grip. The maid was crying out incoherently, overwhelmed by the intense fucking.

“Come for me,” Matt growled, reaching around to rub tight circles on her clit. That sent her over the edge, screaming out her orgasm as her pussy clamped down hard on his driving cock.

Seeing the maid come undone triggered Leila’s own climax. She arched off the bed, crying out wordlessly as the sensations crashed through her.

The maid’s pulsing pussy sent Matt into his own orgasm right after. With a primal shout, he slammed deep and held himself there as he emptied everything he had inside her tight channel.

Finally spent, Matt pulled out and collapsed onto the bed. The maid sprawled out beside him, thoroughly used and satisfied. Leila curled up on Matt’s other side, all basking together in the erotic afterglow.

“This was the hottest anniversary ever,” Leila purred, kissing her husband lazily. The maid smiled shyly, not yet ready to leave the tangle of bodies. The night was still young, and there was so much more pleasure to explore…

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