Page 54 of Cursing My Cheating Husband

Fuck. The way she said “ethical”, like it was the most erotic thing a person could be. My cock stirred at that.

“The fact that they’re honest with their partners, that they have integrity.” Her fingers moved across Ryder’s abs, tracing the defined muscles. “And these help too.”

As Duke’s shirt also popped off, I felt the heavy weight of understanding that I had no right to object to any of this.

“You know what else I think?” Callie continued. “I think you owe Duke and Ryder an apology. You’ve been a terrible friend to them. You ignored them as much as you ignored me, and you let them think you were like them, when really you were just this disgusting lowlife the whole time.”

The truth of that hit hard. I looked up at them. “You’re right. I’m sorry, guys. I’ve been a terrible friend. I wasn’t honest, and I let you think I had integrity when I didn’t.”

Duke paused from kissing Callie’s neck to give me a dopey smile. “Hey, we forgive you, man. No hard feelings.”

“But we’re still definitely doing this,” Ryder added, his hand sliding onto Callie’s ass as she arched her back.

“Oh, for sure!” Duke affirmed. “For us, it’s not about hurting you, though.”

“It’s about her!” Ryder enthusiastically gestured at Callie’s exposed body. Both men were staring with undisguised hunger at her nipples poking through the lace.

Callie looked back and forth from Duke to Ryder, a mischievous smile playing at her lips. “Are you both still into the idea we talked about earlier?”

“Fuck yeah,” Ryder breathed.

“Anything you want,” Duke agreed, leaning closer to her.

“Great!” Callie’s eyes locked onto mine. “Maddox, your job for tonight is to stay in this room and watch.”

A sharp breath caught in my throat. Dread surged in me, along with a surprising revelation.

I wasn’t eager to see this, but no part of me felt the impulse to refuse. It wasn’t even about trying to get out of the curse. Being in her mind had made me finally understand the scale of what I’d done. I’d begged Callie not to do this, but she still needed to. And having experienced the betrayal from her side… after my sins, there was nothing she could ever ask of me that would be too much, even this.

If this is what she wanted from me, I wanted to give it to her, regardless of my feelings. Anything that might help rebalance the scale of my betrayals.

“I understand,” I whispered.

Callie’s smile widened. “Good boy. Now, settle in for the show.” She turned her attention to Duke and Ryder. “You two, get naked.”

She didn’t have to tell them twice. They leapt to their feet and were both bare-assed naked and tossing their clothes aside with such incredible speed, you could have put a cartoon sound effect on it. Both of their cocks sprung out of their boxer briefs already hard.

From my knees, I looked up as Callie stood between them.

“Now, which one of you is going to rip this off of me?” She pulled invitingly at the neckline of her lingerie.

They both obliged, Duke from the front and Ryder from behind. The torn negligee fell to the ground.

Callie towered above me, totally nude and totally perfect. The most exquisitely proportioned woman in the world. Her pussy was bare and glistening, her lips swollen with arousal. Could I get through this by focusing on her and blocking the guys out?

No, because four large, rough male hands were roaming all over her, cupping her breasts, teasing her erect nipples, trailing tauntingly close to her pussy and asshole…

Her hands pushed at Duke’s chest. “On the couch,” she ordered.

Duke immediately collapsed back onto the cushions, unrolling a condom down his cock. Callie straddled him, her knees sinking into the couch on either side of his hips. She didn’t lower herself right away. She teased him, her fingers trailing down her stomach, her touch light as she circled her clit. “You want this, Duke?”

“You know I do,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips and his thumbs digging into the soft flesh of her ass.

She sank down onto him in one smooth motion, her back arching, her tits bouncing as she took him to the hilt. Her nails raked down his chest as a pleasured moan exploded from her throat. “Oh, gods,” she gasped. “You feel so fucking good.”

Ryder was behind her before she’d even finished speaking, his cock in his hand as he finished putting on his own condom. As he began pressing the head against her ass, Callie reached back, her fingers spreading herself open for him. “Fuck me,” she demanded, her breath coming in sharp little pants. “Both of you. Now.”

Ryder didn’t need to be told twice. He pushed in slowly, his cock disappearing into the tight ring of her ass, inch by inch. Callie whimpered, her body trembling. “Yes!” she hissed, her head falling back onto Ryder’s shoulder. “Just like that. Harder.”