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Best Man
Date: 4/27/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories
walked out and had to pee. I did not think Natasha would come to the bathroom so I didn’t bother closing the door fully. I did my bit, washed, and then I needed to look for the hotel name on a card in my wallet so I could tell the taxi driver where I deeded to go. I looked through my wallet and could not see it in there, I was sure I had put it in there. I fumbled around, I pulled out different cards. Then I saw it, and as I took it out – it slipped from my fingers and went through a gap of a laundry hamper’s lid besides the wash basin. Shit! I opened the lid and could not see it, so I had to dig deeper. Just then I had a massive shock and jumped out of my skin as Natasha was at the door and said, “Well, well, well, I see, you’re a dirty little kicker sniffer.” I went as red as a beetroot; and could not think how to explain, I said, “No, please, no, it’s not what you think, please, let me show you. I dropped a card in here. Look from my wallet.” I had the wallet in my hand which I held open towards her. I then looked back at the hamper and said, “Please it’s in there let me show you.” Natasha walked slowly in and towards me, ‘Tut tuting,’ her tongue, her arms folded. I dug back into the hamper and with relief I saw it near the bottom. I reached down and retrieved it. I held it up to Natasha and said, “Here look.” She shook her head and said, “How do I know you didn’t put that in there as an excuse?” I was dumfounded. How does one prove one’s innocents with a statement like ...