Mitch thinks he has stumbled upon the perfect job when he goes to work for Melanie and Scott. While the couple is away, curiosity leads him to the den where he discovers a secret life of the husband. A private icon on the computer screen opens a variety of sexual liaisons with other men. It seems odd, though, that there are five diamond studs involved as a part of a very erotic and dangerous game of chance. As the game unfolds before his very eyes, Mitch is unaware that he is being watched.
Mitch pulled out the desk chair and made himself comfortable. “Damn, this man is hot!” Scott’s chest was broad with little hair. There was a sexy patch of hair below his navel that led to a mouthwatering piece of manhood. He seemed to be posing at first, as if he were planning to be in a magazine or something. Gradually, though, the photos became erotic.
******
Mitch gasped as he watched the scene. The man returned and Mitch could see all of him now. The unknown man was naked and he was definitely hung. He mounted Scott and the diamond studded ring went deep inside of him. Mitch turned on the volume and the men’s moans filled the room. Scott lay on the floor as the man pushed down hard, gritting his teeth and moaning.
“How many you think you can take?” Scott’s mocking question spurred the man on and he moved faster with quick hard strokes.
Mitch was completely engrossed in this, whatever it was, and he didn’t blink as he watched the two men. Does Scott’s wife know about this? Mitch waited for Scott to touch the man, but he never did. The hard thing slapped against his stomach with the up and down movements, but Scott ignored it. Mitch was glued to the screen as Scott held the man still.
******
Mitch tried to move, but the hands held him still.
“Did you enjoy the show?”
“Scott?”
“Very good, Mitch.”
“I thought you were away for the weekend.”
“Melanie is away, but I always find a reason to come back at night and now you know why.”
“I didn’t see you come in.”
“Turn around, Mitch.”
Mitch nervously and slowly turned around. “A secret passage way?”
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