The Wife's Nightmare | Y/N

32: All Secrets will be revealed - 1

Rome
Y/n

We just checked into a hotel an hour ago. My wife was more jet-lagged than I was she was resting. I was not aroused at the moment but overall I was horny as fuck it was frustrating. I didn't know what to do to get some. I went to get showered before joining my wife in bed.

I stepped into the bedroom and she was sleeping half-naked on top of the covers. I looked at her hot sexy body. I took a deep breath and tried doing something to get my mind off sex.

I continued writing my book, the book I've been writing to keep myself busy for the past 7 months. it was a medical book about how to operate on fractured bones and tissues my specialities.

I drafted elements until I fell asleep.

Beyonce

second day in Rome. my wife and I spent the day in bed, flirting, talking and teasing, just two people who love each other reconnecting. I was wet and she was hard we were on vacation but couldn't have sex, yeah what's up with that?

later that night. we dressed up to heat the club. we arrived separately because of the paparazzi.

I arrived and was offered a secret booth. got a complimentary drink. my wife tracked me down and joined me at the booth.

"you know when two people who love each other can't have regular sex it's always nice to spice things up and have irregular sex." my wife said.

"I'm listening"
"you could put this on" She gave me a paper bag. I looked at her and peeked inside. I smiled and then giggled. "slutty!"

"no panties," she said. "then what?" I asked. "you come seat on Daddy's lap. and dance" she said. I blushed.
"I will be right back," I said and went to our rented limo to change.

I came back. Ordered more drinks. Sat on my wife's crotch. She slipped it inside my wet pussy, and I gasped.
And danced erotically on top of her. Dick stroking inside me. I was In another realm about to moan so loud.

Through the Italian music that was playing and people not peeking in secret booths, I just wanted to get wild but I had to be careful in case somebody spotted me and had their secret camera on me.

"Hmmmm-" I moaned secretly. "Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmmm" I was getting wild.

We both came. My wife wiped cum off my pussy and went to change.

This time she wore a dress. We drank and danced together.

"Ladies and gentlemen we have American celebrities in the house. The world's most influential people. Queen B"
The Dj said... The light illuminated my face.
People went wild like I was a minute ago. I had my smile plastered on already. I waved.

"...and bad girl Riri--"
My wife spitted her drink and then puked. She coughed so hard she couldn't breathe.

Damn!

Come on fate. Can't I be good with my wife? I gave her water. She took it and breathed hard.

"I think I swallowed something. Can we just go back to the hotel" she said.
I knew why she was leaving but I just went with it.

We paid the bill and walked to the exit.
We left and got on our ride back to our hotel. Suddenly my wife was sick. And I don't mean faking, she was literally burning up. Her fever and her coughing didn't stop. Her skin was redish, especially her nose.

"I think I gonna be sick," she said. "You don't look so good"

"I don't feel so good. I am really sorry I ruined our evening" she said
I nodded.