Phone Sex Escape -9-

Part 9

Haven

I laid in that bed listening to my husband fucking that woman. It wasn’t that it bothered me, but his disrespect for our home was atrocious. Usually, Maria took care of his needs, but tonight, he seemed to take a walk on the nasty side. Honestly, I hope he dies in the middle and never cums. It would serve him right. At least if he did, I would never have to taste his cum again.

An hour after the front door closed and Johnathan never made it to bed, I knew I was safe. Slipping out of bed and locking the door, I grabbed my phone and set the ringer on. That means I am ready to take a call. God, was this as bad as what he had done? Fake sex was not cheating, not that I cared at this point. Johnathan meant nothing to me anymore. The only reason I locked the door was that I know he would beat my ass if he caught me talking to another man.

The subtle vibration of my phone sent me into the bathroom shower with the door closed tight. I can’t take any chances when it comes to making money. It’s my only way out of this marriage hell.

“Hi, I’ve been waiting for you all night,” I said. Muting the phone quickly, I knew I would laugh at the way I sounded. Each time I did another call, my tone changed. I was someone I didn’t even know.

“I wear diapers,” the man said. “My mommy said next time I wet one. I get a spanking. Guess what?” he said.

It took me a minute to process this was a grown man wearing and peeing in a diaper. The first thing I thought of was that maybe he had a bladder problem, but then it hit me. He was one of the ABDL guys I read about online. That is an adult baby diaper lover. I don’t quite understand them, but as long as he has a credit card, he can be anything he wants.

“Oh, did you? You know that Mommy disapproves of bad boys who pee their nappies,” I said, again, muting to the phone to laugh.

“Spank me, Mommy,” he begged.

It took me a minute to figure out how I would do this to make it sound real enough to get him to cum. “Over my knee. I am going to spank that ass of yours,” I said using a stern voice.

To make the sounds of slapping, I slapped my leg, giggling each time I did. It only took seven slaps before he screamed out he was cumming. I wish Johnathan had that much life to him when he came. The call logged under ten minutes, but that was another rise in my bank account.

I took another call before calling it quits for the night. That one lasted twenty minutes and was just as easy as the first. The more calls I take, the weirder they get. I’m honestly not sure after this that I will ever date again. What if I meet what seems like a normal man, and instead, I end up with some pissy pants child wannabe?

Sometime around eight in the morning, Maria knocked on the door, alerting me to breakfast. She tried the knob first and then found her manners and knocked before using a spare key. I’m not sure why she feels she can walk in on me, but that’s coming to an end.

“Ma’am, Mr. Johnathan left to the office. Breakfast is ready in the kitchen. He said you were not to eat in your room today,” Maria said as she turned to leave.

“Wait a god damn minute,” I screamed. Slipping from the bed, chasing after the woman, I realized halfway there that I was fully nude. Shaking my head, this needed to be addressed more than I did.

“You fucking bitch,” I screamed. “You try and walk into my bedroom without knocking? I am not my husband, and if you catch me naked, I am not going to fuck you,” I screamed.

Covering her mouth, Maria screamed, “He doesn’t even love you. He loves me. He tells me all the time he loves the way I suck his cock.”

I leaned back against the wall, my hands on my stomach as I erupted into a fit of laughter, “Oh my God. Do you believe that? Johnathan loves anyone who will let him use them.”

“He does not use me. He loves me,” Maria cried.

Rolling my eyes, walking over to pour a cup of coffee, the moment I turned my back, she attacked me in a jealous rage. I never saw it coming, but I sure felt it. Yanking my hair, she slammed my body to the kitchen floor, still screaming Johnathan loved her. This woman went over the deep end for a man she will never have.

I know I shouldn’t have taunted her, but I couldn’t help myself. “Oh really, how come I have a pussy full of Johnathan’s cum, and all he wants from you is your mouth?” I laughed. I was lying, of course. I hadn’t slept with him the night before, but she didn’t know that.

She flipped me to my back. The rest was never expected. Maria, this older woman who was in love with my husband, put her mouth on my bare cunt and dug her tongue inside my pussy. Pushing her tongue in and out, growling each time, she went entirely in.

“Give me back his cum. It’s mine. You stupid fucking bitch, his cum is mine,” she screamed.

As shocked as I was, my hand went to the back of her head, bucking my hips up to her mouth. God, she was searching for a treasure that I didn’t even have. I moaned out as her tongue swirled inside of my slippery walls, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

I screamed out before she could realize that her beloved Mr. Johnathan never came inside of me. I came with full force all over her face. Maria sucked on my cunt as I filled her mouth with my sweet juices.

“Where is it?” Maria screamed.

I used the bottom of my foot to push her back, laughing, “No clue. I haven’t fucked him for days. Go ask the whore he was with last night.”

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