<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/13077f5c0551ee64d04a6099278b72bc.jpg)</div>The first thing Aaron noticed after being roused awake was the sensations on his cock. While this felt fantastic the seemingly bright light that shone in through the curtains didn't. Bending the pillow in half to cover his eyes. Things where already well along and Aaron knew he wouldn't last to long with the oral attention he was receiving.<br/><br/>Peeking his eyes open revealed that he was not in his bedroom but some other strange place. It took a moment but memories of last night came flooding back to him. The meet up with Katie. The sexy sheer top and tight jean shorts she had been wearing. The ambush that had been set up by Amy that he had been sure was to humiliate him and Katie in some way. That hadn't happened though and then things turned strange as Amy took control. It was as if his wife was possessed as she used Katie like a sex toy to please him. No that hadn't been right. It had seemed that she had done it for herself. That couldn't be right?<br/><br/>It didn't take long and creamy seed was spurting out of his cock. No words said as he laid there in the hotel room he got to cheat on Amy while recovering from the blowjob from Amy. This was strange and fucked up but why was it so hot. Well that was the easy part. Two women where into him at the same time that was a sexual win for any guy. The bigger question was why Amy had been so into it and judging by how he awoke she was still turned on.<br/><br/>After a few moments he got up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. "Good morning honey." Standing he made his way over to the coffee maker. "Do you want some?" It was one of those comically undersized coffee makers that normally he would find amusing. Mixing the sugar and cream in he wondered where things stood with Katie.<br/><br/>Much more important than that was the conversation that needed to happen with Amy. What do you say after after you fuck their mistress in front of your wife? There was no point in avoiding it any longer. Aaron sat down on the bed next to his wife. He wasn't looking at her and instead was looking into the still swirling brown liquid in his mug. "We need to talk... about last night. I don't know what that was? I don't know where that puts us but<strong>us</strong>is what's important." Raising his eyes from the mug to look at Amy. "Tell me where we stand?"