Shauntal's Temptation

Chapter 3 Caught?

Dante

As soon as I opened my eyes I felt a slight stinging in my head. I looked around at the empty room as I regained consciousness and that's when everything started to come back to me. The first thought that came to my mind was that my lovely wife was going to kill me.

I looked at the clock against the wall it was now 4 a.m.

Shauntal was a deep sleeper so hopefully she didn't wake up to check her phone. But I knew that she would be getting up at 5 to get the girls ready for school. Which meant I only had an hour to get home and erase that voicemail before she saw it.

I no longer heard the loud bumping of music. It was really quiet which only meant that the club must either be closing or already closed. I quickly jerked up trying to run for an exit. And that's when I felt the tight constraints of straps around my wrists and ankles.

Oh no that bitch didn't, I sputtered. I usually don't refer to women as such but hey that chick is what she is.

I looked down at my dick which had remains of cum dripping down the sides. Fuck, I cheated. I only prayed that she was smart enough to use a condom.

All types thought to run through my mind. What if I got her pregnant? Why did she do this? Something was not right. She wasnt a bad looking girl. Why would she need to drug a man to get some dick?

I was going to find these answers but first, I needed to get the hell out of here.

"Greg! Greg! Help!", I yelled.

Every second felt like hours waiting for Greg or anyone to hear my screams. I hate being tied down I feel so useless. I let out a loud grunt. I aint into that submissive shit. I remember when Shauntal tried to tie me up once. I was not having it. I love to be in control and use my hands to feel on her body during sex.

I heard the door knob turn and I quickly turned; snapping me out of my thoughts. I didn't know who was on the otherside of that door and what to expect next.

And that's when Greg came running in. From the look on his face I knew that he was not expecting this. I was butt naked and tied to a damn bed. It didn't leave much to the imagination of what had occurred.

"Man I've been looking everywhere for you what the hell happened here?", he asked.

"What it look like man? Just untie me".

"Alright". I watched him pull out a blade from his back pocket and slice through the straps.

"Thanks man", I said panting. I quickly gathered my clothes and threw them on as fast as possible.

I would deal with that slut later but now I had to get home.

It seems like me and Greg were the last customers left. We quickly got in his car and pulled off.

It was now 4:10 and it didn't look like I was going to get home in time. The club was about an hour away from my house. "Greg I'm going to need to you to drive faster my life depends on this man', I said getting agitated. I should have never let your ass talk me into coming to this club.

"Hey you're a grown ass man, I didn't force you to do anything. So don't start with the bull", Greg said.

"Yeah I know I'm just really on edge", I said putting my face in my hands.

"Damn Dante you are so pussy, you scared of your wife", he said chuckling.

I mugged him. "No, I am not scared of my wife. I just don't like being on her bad side because she knows how to make a man pay. And aint nothing fucking funny here, I was just raped"!

"You were not raped man", Greg said rolling his eyes.

"Then what do you call being held against my will and sexually violated."

"Bruh you're a man you can't get raped by no female".

"In what world do you live in", I said looking upside his head.

"The same world you're in. Man chill you're going to home to your wife. Act like nothing happened and go on with your life. Just think of this as an opportunity for you to get new pussy", he said smiling.

"You can't be serious", I said narrowing my eyes on him. 

"As serious as a heart attack".

"Man just step on it cause if I don't get home and erase that voicemail I'm a dead man".

"What voicemail", he asked.

"I accidently dialed her number while that girl was all up on me. Lord only knows what was on that audio. Man I love my wife; I don't want something as stupid as what happened tonight to screw that up."

She's loving, sexy, smart, funny, a great wife, and an amazing mother. We have been through some really tough shit. From our miscarriage and the death of my parents, she has been my rock.  Our marriage was not perfect but hey I love every inch of her crazy self.

 I sighed deeply as we approached my house it was now 4:55 and her alarm was going to go off in five minutes.

"I'll hit you up later", I said jumping out the car.

"Good luck man".

"Yeah", I said not looking back.

I tiptoed into the room; thank god she was still asleep. I found her phone on her dresser and grabbed it.

"What are you doing with my phone?", she asked startling me.

"Uh-uh, I can't find my phone so I was going to call it", I lied.

"It's in your pocket".

"Damn I must be so drunk."

"Speaking of getting drunk how was your birthday at the strip club?"

"It was straight", I said nervously.

"Just straight, it sounded like you were having a lot of fun from the voicemail you left me". My heart dropped.

"What you talking about", I asked playing dumb. I looked into her beautiful eyes searching for signs of anger or hurt. Surprisingly, she seemed really calm. It was scaring the hell out of me.

"I figured you sent it on accident. I couldn't really make out any words cause all I heard were loud music and some chick laughing. You had better not had no strippers all on you."

"Never baby. Now let me go and take a shower. Go back to bed I'll bring the girls to school".

"Thanks babe", she said getting up and kissing me. If I felt bad before, I really feel horrible now.

I headed to the shower and tried to scrub off the guilt.

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