Hushed Echoes

Marco sat back on the chair stunned into silence, he tried to figure out what Carolyn was up to, but he needed time to be able to think properly about everything, his eyes were fixed at the bare wall as if something was written there.

After he had looked and looked at the wall, he finally regained his consciousness, he could not understand why his friend’s wife would want to have a crush on him right in her matrimonial home.

What he had experience this past three hours was something he had never heard of and could never have imagined possible.

If she were to be a single lady, he would have thought probably that she was in need of a man or perhaps her emotions just welled up.

But for a Lady, a happily married lady, to have gone to that entent, then something must be wrong with her he thought. He made up his mind that nothing was going to make him fall into such temptation.

That was why he needed a job badly so that he could move out before he got his finger burnt, at first he thought she was just being nice, but she had gone beyond being nice to something like a whore.

Fred and Carolyn emerge from the room over an hour later, with Fred wearing only a knicker and getting ready to have a meal, since it was becoming late already the meal was turned into a dinner which required that the three of them partake of it.

Though marco did not particularly have an appetite that evening, he had to eat just to impress Fred who insisted that he must take something, especially on the ground that he had his drugs to take, he had no choice other than to join them.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

While the meal lasted, marco was very silent which was unlike him, Fred noticed this and wanted to comment, he felt his attitude could be a result of his wife’s presence.

Maybe he was not yet used to her and thus could not relate with her freely, when the finished the meal, both husband and wife retired into the bedroom, marco was left in the parlour, where he lay a blanket and slept.

While in bed with Fred, Carolyn was unable to sleep, whereas Fred had slept off long ago. Carolyn stayed awake on the bed thinking deeply about marco who was fast asleep in the parlour.

When Fred woke up in the middle of the night in order to go and urinate, he was surprised to find her wide awake, though he saw her lying with her eyes opened, he wanted to ask her why she didn’t sleep, but he was extremely tired to say a word, his eyes were so sleepy that he snuggled back to bed and slept off immediately.

Meanwhile, Carolyn was expecting Fred to talk and had already prepared an answer for him, she waited for two minutes and when she did not hear his voice, she craned her neck from the pillow to look at him, she discovered that he was fast asleep. She heaved a sigh of relief, lay and continued to fantasize about marco.

This time around she had gone beyond imagining how it would feel like having his arms wrapped around hers or having to let his hand touch her wherever she wanted and driving her into the world of ecstasy, to imagining the size of his cock, how it would feel in her mouth, or his irresistible lips on her pussy that was already wet and throbbing for him, she was now trying to figure out ways to fortify her strategy.

What transpired that evening was so devastating to her, besides she never wanted that to repeat itself, she needed to plan better, she needs to scheme a new plan, which in the innermost region of her heart, was not susceptible to failure.

As she thought about this, she smiled to herself like somebody who had just completed a worthwhile venture, patted her hair and said, “Congratulations!” Just like somebody who remembered something spontaneously, she got up from bed and tiptoed towards the parlour, she thought of going into the parlour, but when she heard marco coughing, she decided otherwise, so she stepped back into the room and opened the blind to peep.

The parlour was dark, the only gimmer of light was the one escaping from the bedroom, Carolyn felt like going over to lie by him, but had to restrain herself because if Fred should wake up , it surely would not end well for her. It was better she did it while he was away at work, and nothing on the face of the earth would make him find out.