Dabbling in Danger

Rainy Night

This is torture. Every single time I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, Malina's bare breasts come to mind. Her dark skin contrasting with the white sheets. God, why is she so beautiful?

And I can't do a thing about it... Is this how karma works? What the hell did I do?

The pouring rain patters loudly against the windows. Then the itching thoughts build in my head as time passes: why do I even care, the girl wants me and I want her too. No one is here to stop us from being together so what's the problem?

The answer is, my conscience, my conscience is the god damn problem. How could I look at my wife knowing I slept with her sister?

Same way you looked at her after fucking your assistant. That quiet, malevolent voice in my head is hard to swat away. Makes a good point too.

"Dammit just go to sleep!" I growl at myself.

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I don't know how much time passes, but after a while of no visit from the sandman I pick up my phone and type in, pornhub.com

I grab my ear buds, select the ebony category and click a thumbnail which shows one nice fat ass. In no time, I get to work.

The woman lies with her ass in the air as she shakes it around. I can't help but picture Malina in that position and I harden up.

A minute of ass shaking and the camera man slapping her ass, another woman joins in. A small breasted chick with tattoos that look like she's done them herself starts squeezing the girl's ass. Then she lies under the fat assed chick and starts eating her out.

That's enough to get me going, the woman's moans fill my ear buds as my gripped hand quickly tugs.

"Fuck," I huff exasperated, yank the headphones out and rush to the bathroom to relieve myself.

Finally feeling relaxed and loose I collapse back in bed finally slipping into uninterrupted sleep.

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Malina

A loud crack of thunder and lightning sound throughout and brighten up the house, I jolt awake.

Another crack from the pair sounds as the rain whooshes down powerfully.

I hate thunderstorms, they've always scared me since I was little. What if a tree falls or the grass catches on fire? Storm related thoughts swirl around in my head so much that I convince myself to hurry downstairs in case something does come crashing into the house.

It's completely dark, I turn on my phone's flashlight while walking down the stairs and realize the clock on the microwave is flashing.

"Power must've surged."

Lightening and thunder join again and I scurry to Adeen's side of the house. His room is dark but his bathroom light is on. I sweep my light in the direction of his bed, empty.

I start to wait for him to be finished in there, but then I imagine that he'd freak out when he saw me standing here in the semi-darkness.

I tap my knuckles against the door.

"Yeah?" I hear him clear his throat.

"Hey uh, sorry... The thunder woke me up..." I don't even know what to say.

"Gi- give me a sec, hold on," he says.