When I awoke the next day the sun was shining brightly into the west facing window. I knew it was late in the afternoon, almost 3. My head was splitting and my ribs were very sore. It felt like I had been in a bar fight the night before. I looked down to see that I was completely naked sleeping on top of the sheets. I touched my dick and it felt very sore to the touch. I was having trouble remembering everything from last night. Bits and pieces were coming back to me. I remember seeing Chase and Niki fucking each other. As I laid in bed it was all slowly coming back to me. I couldn't rationalize it in my brain, it must have been a dream! It must have been all due to the porn I watched when I got home from the bar! My sweet wife would never really act like the wanton slut from my dream!
I felt quite dizzy as I stood by the side of my bed. I peered out my window and saw Chase unloading a truck full of his possessions, he must have had them in storage during his stint. I also saw that he had his motorcycle in the driveway. Apparently he is going to be here for awhile.
DeeDee the 18 year old girl from down the block was jogging down the street towards our houses. DeeDee and Annie are very good friends, it was not uncommon to have her at our house at least 1 night a weekend. Since Annie had been gone I hadn't seen her around very much.
She had on her tiny running shorts and sports bra. Her big tits were bouncing with each and every stride. Her body never let me down, as I stared at her I could feel the blood rushing to my sore dick. I heard that familiar wolf whistle through the open window as she ran by Chase. DeeDee stopped dead in her tracks, they had a quick conversation. I watched as Chase went to the truck and wrote something on a piece of paper. She was smiling and giddy with joy when she took what I assumed was his phone number from him. Chase turned around to start working again, DeeDee took a few moments to just stare at him. She brushed her crotch with her hand as she tucked the piece of paper safely into her pocket, and started running her route.
I inspected my office, everything seemed to be in place. The knife was not on the ground, no semen on the wall, and my peeping chair was in its intended spot. I was really starting to feel like a crazy person! I walked out of my office into the master suite. Everything in my room was immaculate. Her panties were not in the register as I remembered, the bed was made and everything was picked up. It smelled of cleaning agents, and the carpet was vacuumed.
I entered our master bath and started up the shower. I needed to cleanse myself of all these thoughts. The bathroom felt a little humid and the shower looked a little damp. Both towels on the bar were damp. Niki must have showered earlier and used my towel for her hair. I hoped there was enough hot water for me to take the long shower I needed. I took a piss as I let the water heat up. I was still a little freaked out as I grabbed a fresh towel.
I let myself into the shower and let the warm water envelop my body. The warm jets of water felt good against my skin. I was just letting my body wake up and I was staring into nothingness. The steam revealed handprints all over the glass shower walls. It looked like two large prints spread wide over second smaller set right below. I thought I was seeing things, I let the water spray my face for a few moments as I tried to rub the sleep from my eyes. When I was able to see clearly again, the whole shower stall was steamed over.
I washed myself thoroughly, when I got to my dick I soaped it up really good and closed my eyes. I was still thinking about DeeDee in that sports bra. I once caught a glimpse of her naked as she changed clothes in my daughter's bedroom one afternoon. The image of her puffy pink nipples was permanently etched in my brain. She had large melon sized tits that were easily two sizes larger than Niki's. It really hurt as I rubbed my cock with the suds. The image of her tits quickly changed to one of her and Chase fucking. I was imagining his hard cock pounding her into submission. This was really starting to do the trick for me. I was getting closer and closer to my own release when my mind flipped DeeDee for my wife! It was now Niki fucking and sucking his huge cock, loving every second. Seconds later I was cumming hard to the image of my wife and neighbor fucking their brains out. My balls were really aching as I shot my thin load down the drain. The orgasm felt really good, but it made my balls ache much more than they did beforehand.
My dick was practically untouchable now, it was overly sensitive to the touch, I must have really gone to town on myself the night before. I remember cumming at least 3 times, but in reality I knew that was impossible. I noticed some stray hairs on my chest. I wanted to shave them off, as most of my chest hair is graying. Niki preferred my shaved chest anyway. I picked up her razor and noticed it was full of hair! My wife must have trimmed her bikini line this morning and not rinsed the razor off enough. I picked the hairs out then lathered my chest.
As I was shaving I noticed a large white puddle on the tiled floor. Our shower is pretty large, the water does not necessarily reach there. It almost looked like a puddle of cum, I was surprised that I had shot my load that far. I was pretty sure it just dribbled over my fist like it normally does. I hadn't shot a load that far since I was a kid! I tried to splash some water at it to let it wash down the drain, but it didn't budge. I rubbed my foot over the spot and it was gone.
I finished up my shower feeling pretty great. The soft towel on my face felt really good. As I dried myself off further I noticed some stains on the bath mat. When I touched them with my toe the material felt sort of sticky, yet crusty. I made a mental note to let Niki know that she needed to put this mat in the wash. I wiped the steam off the mirror and looked at myself. I was still in a bit of a dreamland. My brain was trying to process everything that I dreamt the night before.
I noticed that the second mat in front of our sink had similar stains to the one by the shower. This stain was a little larger, and there was a trail that I followed all the way to our bed. Niki must not have washed all the soap off or something. Everything on the vanity was out of place just slightly. It looked like everything had been moved hastily and put back without much thought. The soap dish was cracked like it had fallen. I just continued to brush my teeth trying to stop these rampant thoughts and observations.
I was walking around my room getting dressed, I passed by the patio doors that lead to our terrace. I noticed my wife working out in the yard in her bikini. The weather had been quite warm lately, it was not uncommon for her to be in her swimsuit as often as possible, even though we did not own a pool. She would lay out in our backyard and read her romance novels all day. More often than not Chase's grandmother would let us use her pool, as long as I was willing to maintain it for her. It was a pretty sweet deal for everyone. She just loved having the sun's warm rays on her body. Her perfect tan spoke volumes for her labor. I was just about to holler at her when I saw Chase sneak up behind her as she was bending down pruning a bush.
He must have startled her, because she jumped up quickly. I saw her slap at his arm scolding him for scaring her. Her hand never left his bicep as they chatted for a few minutes. I could see her shaking her head no a few times. Chase walked away, I saw him turn and gesture for her to follow him. My wife waited momentarily before reluctantly moving towards him. I lost sight of them as they turned the corner of my house. I ran back to our bathroom to see if I could catch a glimpse of them. I just caught a quick glance of the pink material of my wife's bikini bottoms as they entered his garage. I swore I saw Chase's hand on her ass as they disappeared. I hurried to get ready so I could pop over and interrupt them.
I was rushing down the stairs when I heard my cell phone ringing. I really wanted to ignore it, but I doubled back to answer. It was a good thing I did as it was my boss. He told me that there was an emergency at the plant and they were going to need me to come in a little earlier than usual. The sooner the better. He went on and on about the situation, talking to me for at least 20 minutes. At first I was rushing to get him to end the conversation. Soon I was taking notes and asking questions of my own. It was imperative I not forget any of the important parts of the conversation.
We finally hung up and I was exhausted. The conversation was full of very important information. I really needed to be focused to help resolve the situation. I was reading over my notes and thinking of possible solutions when I suddenly realized my wife was all alone with that criminal. I had totally forgotten! They had been gone for at least 45 minutes. I rushed down stairs and slipped on my tennis shoes. Just as I opened the door to my garage, my wife was standing at the step about ready to grasp the handle.
