That night Ben was back on Skype wanting to talk to Jerome about moving his stuff and whether he would need to bring a trailer and what size, etc. I was getting so frustrated because I have begun to feel very strongly about the whole thing and I was getting a bit jealous that everyone else wanted to talk to him. I really wanted to tell him all about the neighbor and how excited I was to be taking her photos. I also wanted to tell him how excited I was to be going on this trip to help them and just how wet I got every time I thought about being in close proximity to him and actually being able to touch his cock instead of just looking at it. I wanted to tell him how much I wanted to taste his cock and his cum and how I looked forward to spending the whole day teasing him until he couldn't take it anymore and threw me over the bonnet of his car and slid his fat cock into my sopping pussy. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get time alone with him. There was constantly someone around and it was driving me nuts.
Eventually, he signed off and everyone else went about their normal evening routine. Beth went off to her room to study. Jerome went back up to his room to continue packing things into boxes and sorting out what he wanted to take and what he wanted to be left behind and Geoff stayed on the computer doing some extra work that he wanted to get ahead on before his trip. I wandered around for a while trying to figure out what to do with myself. Eventually, it got the better of me and I just had to say something to Ben. So I sent him a text message, being mindful of the fact that Cindy was home.
“I'm so looking forward to seeing you on the weekend.”
“I can't wait to see you too. I can't wait to see all of you.”
I had to smile at that. To read that, it would appear that he was looking forward to seeing all of us family, but I knew he meant that he wanted to see all of me. God, I wanted him to see every inch of me too, and touch and taste. I wanted the exact same thing. I wanted to see him physically excited to see me. I wanted to feel the hard warm flesh of his excited cock and to taste the drops of pre-cum oozing from his cock as I brought him closer to cumming with my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum and feel his hands in my hair as he released his cum into my mouth where I planned on swallowing every last drop. More than anything, though, I wanted to feel the walls of my pussy slowly expand as he slid that beautiful cock of his into me. Filling me to the core and making me cum all over him. I wondered if he would like the fact that when I cum now it's a very wet experience. I hoped he wouldn't be put off by that.
There was another ping on my phone and I realized that I had been daydreaming. Suddenly my thighs were quite wet and I knew that if I didn't go and clean up I would start leaving damp spots.
I went into the bathroom and while I sat on the toilet I opened the next message.
“I wonder if you are thinking what I have been thinking?”
“There's a strong possibility of that but tell me what have you been thinking?”
“That I can't wait to have you naked in front of me and that I can't wait to taste your pussy.”
“That's remarkably close to what I have been thinking too. Shouldn't you be a little more careful though? Isn't Cindy home?”
“She is “busy” at the moment and wouldn't notice if a bomb dropped in here.”
I was confused by what he meant.
“What do you mean “busy”?”
“She's chatting with someone on the computer, although she told me she's catching up some last minute work before her work trip this weekend. She thinks I'm stupid but she's not half as good at hiding these things as she thinks she is.”
I had a moment where the glaring reality just stunned me. She's got a work trip, so has Geoff. She's doing some last-minute catch-up work on the computer and so is Geoff. They have always gotten along extremely well. Oh my god, are they fucking each other? Do I have a right to feel indignant if I'm planning on fucking Ben? How long has this been going on?
“Do you know who she's chatting with?”
“Not personally. They all have these made up names on these chat sites and unless you know them they really are meaningless and anonymous.”
The cogs were turning hard now and I was almost certain that my husband was fucking my brother's wife, but how did I find out for sure?
“I know this sounds silly, Ben, but if you can, find out the details of where Cindy is staying this weekend.”