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Afternoon Delight Part 3

Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: Simplicity, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

them,” he said. The waiter politely refused. “I’m not allowed to do that,” he said, “I could lose my job.” Kevin showed him a $50 bill and raised an eyebrow. “Nobody will ever know,” he said, smiling. “Okay, just this one time,” said the waiter, slipping the bill into his pants pocket as he went to collect the wine. Kevin sat for some minutes until the waiter returned and handed him the bottle of wine. Kevin thought he’d allowed enough time for his cheating wife to return to her room with her lover. “Thanks,” he said to the waiter and got to his feet. It was time for the showdown. Outside 206, Kevin listened and heard talking and laughter. He knocked on the door. "Just leave it there. We'll get it in a minute,” Michael yelled. Kevin knocked again, firmer. In seconds, the door gaped opened. Michael, already in his boxers, peered through the gap and Kevin shoved the door and strode into the room. Joy was on the bed. Naked. Her mouth dropped open. “Kevin,” she yelled, covering herself with a bed sheet. “What are you doing here?" "Watching my fucking cheating whore wife, being fucked by someone else." Michael stepped forward. Kevin put his hand up and glared at him. "Don't say a word! You enjoy fucking my whore wife?" "Stop it Kevin,” Joy cried out. “You know we have nothing between us any more. You haven't touched me in years.” "And it will be a cold day in hell before I ever do,” snarled Kevin. “And don't bother coming back to my house. Don’t even think about it." Kevin ... turned to Michael. "You best get the whore a place to live, because she has nothing now.” “The locks will be changed before you could ever get back,” he snapped at Joy, his lips forming a grim line. “So don't bother trying. Keep your cheating ass with your boyfriend." Kevin walked out, slamming the door. He rapidly packed his bag, settled his bill and drove home where he phoned an emergency locksmith. By the time Kevin had stuffed Joy’s clothes in bin bags, the locks had been changed. He went to bed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Michael and Joy stood in the middle of Room 206, facing each other, not speaking, the sound of the banging door still in their ears. What were they to do now? Michael took Joy in his arms. “It will be okay,” he whispered into her tussled hair. “I will get you a place… you didn't want to be with him, anyway. This way we can be together. No more sneaking around. I will take care of you.” Joy turned her head and kissed Michael. "I do love you." "I love you Joy. This is bad, the way it happened… but, now it’s out, we can be together. No more sneaking about, meeting in out-of-the-way places.” "What about your wife, your divorce?" “It'll work out. But first,” he smiled down at her, noting the anxiety in her eyes, “let’s enjoy the rest of our weekend.” Michael held her close, assuring her everything would be okay: he would take care of her. They would figure out the details in the next few weeks. "What do you think to relaxing under a long, hot shower, Michael?" He took ...