Page 29 of Jealous Wife

When Rollo let go of Zoey’s head, he stepped back to grab hold of her legs. With his hands behind her knees, he lifted her body up and scooted her back, onto the bed. Zoey giggled as he moved her, wiping the saliva and pre-cum off her face. Rollo hoisted Zoey’s legs onto his shoulders and ran his tongue down Zoey’s ankle with his eyes closed.

Ava sat to attention. This was it. It was really going to happen. Rollo was going to fuck her, right in front of Ava’s eyes. Her pussy clenched as she prepared, the excitement building inside of her. She dared not blink in case she missed the moment.

Rollo held Zoey’s legs on his shoulders with one hand and put the other on his cock, ready to guide himself inside her tight pussy. From where Ava was kneeling, she could see everything. Zoey’s tight little asshole, her soaked vagina, and Rollo’s hard, pink cock, glistening with Zoey’s saliva.

Ava moved her hand silently down to her crotch and slipped her fingers beneath the waistband around her skirt. Within a second, she had access to her clitoris. She rubbed it gently at first, preparing herself for the moment Rollo entered the teenager.

Ava held her breath as Rollo lined himself up, lowering his knees a little so he was the right height. He put his head right against her lips, moving it up and down and side to side as he covered himself in her juices. Both of them gasped and inhaled breaths through their teeth as they felt their bodies connecting.

“Fuck me,” Zoey gasped. “Fuck me. Please. Fuck me.”

Ava couldn’t control herself. She let her fingers dip down to her opening, lubricating her fingers before she started to rub herself. She deftly moved her fingers across her clitoris, gradually pressing harder and harder, her whole arm moving and shaking as she pleasured herself.

Something about her movement alerted Zoey’s attention. The teenager’s eyes moved from Rollo’s face to look directly at Ava. She scowled at her.

“Are you… Are you touching yourself?” Zoey’s tone of voice was accusing. She almost sounded disgusted.

Ava immediately stopped and tilted her head down as heat rose into her cheeks. She kept her eyes turned down. She could see her hand beneath her skirt, a small little lump.

“Tell her to go away,” Zoey’s voice turned whiney as she spoke to Rollo. “She’s making me uncomfortable.”

Ava closed her eyes as she waited for Rollo’s reply. She hoped that her husband wouldn’t banish her, especially since she was so close to seeing what she desperately needed to see. Her pussy ached as all the muscles in her legs cramped up, begging for release. All she needed was to see Rollo fuck that girl raw. She needed to cum to the sight of them together.

She heard Rollo drop Zoey’s legs. His feet padded over to where Ava was kneeling on the floor.

“Go downstairs,” Rollo said coldly. “Wait for us to be done.”

Ava’s heart ached, but there was nothing she could do. She got to her knees shakily. Her panties were soaked, squelching as her thighs rubbed together as she walked toward the bedroom door.

Chapter 12

What's happening under the table?

Zoeywassprawledoutonthebed,nakedasthedayshewasborn.Thesheetsweresoftandcoldagainstherskin,brushingagainsthereverytimesheshifted.

Every part of her body was singing. Never in her life had she ever been so relaxed before. Her life was going exactly as she wanted it to. Sure, there had been a couple of bumps along the road, but that was part of life.

Having Rollo in her life had enriched it more than she could ever have imagined. Zoey liked thinking back to the day she’d first met Rollo. How they’d splashed each other in the pool so playfully, how they’d giggled and laughed as they flirted—touching each others’ arms, playing with each others’ hair. It was all so innocent.

Back then, she had no idea the influence this one man could have on her life. Not only did he get her into a prestigious position in his company but he also gave her joy in other areas. Mostly between her legs.

Just thinking about it made Zoey’s thighs clench. Rollo was better in bed than any other man she’d been with. He pleased her in ways she couldn’t even describe. He seemed to know, intuitively, what she liked and what she didn’t. Nothing had to be explained. He just did it.

I’ve only been with boys before,Zoey thought.Not real, true men like Rollo. Experienced. Talented. Dominant.

A shudder went through Zoey, making her shiver and shake. Just thinking of Rollo turned her on, sending hot spikes of passion through her muscles, causing them to tense up.

Zoey rolled over onto her stomach and propped herself up with her elbows, staring at the headboard. As she relaxed there, her mind in the clouds, she wondered if Rollo was going to fuck her again soon.

They’d been sleeping together sporadically ever since that first time, in Rollo’s spare bedroom. Whenever he was tense at work, he’d bend her over the tables in the lab and have his way with her. If he caught her in the hallway, looking edible in some raunchy outfit, he’d drag her to the storage room and stuff his cock into her mouth. It seemed that he was growing insatiable. The more they fucked, the more he wanted.

Zoey was aware that their situation was solely fucking. He was married, after all. There was no way he was going to leave his wife for her. She was young, inexperienced, and it was clear he saw her as a hole to fuck and not much more. All of his emotional and spiritual needs were met by his wife.

It wasn’t that Zoey didn’t want more, either. Every time she thought about Rollo, she wanted to cuddle with him and spend some time with him. She wanted to be there for him in ways she knew she couldn’t. Consoling him, cooking him meals, tending to his hurts. She wanted to be his partner, not a little piece of ass on the side.

Zoey sighed and sat up in the bed, dragging her knees across the mattress as she moved to sit on her legs. The sheets fell around her with a softflump. Her naked breasts were exposed to the cold air, turning her nipples hard and erect in an instant. Zoey was too disheartened to play with them—or herself—though.

The internship was coming to an end soon. Zoey knew that she’d have to pack up and go home, back to university to finish off her degree. And once that was done in a couple of years, who knew what would be in store for her then? Her future was filled with dark uncertainties that she didn’t want to think about. All she wanted to do was stay right where she was, working with Rollo in the robotics lab. It was everything she’d ever dreamed of.