While this was occurring Connor was fucking Paula slow and passionately down the hall. He wasted no time entering her, but then took a long slow approach to fucking her. They found a rhythm together and she wrapped her legs around him and they kissed each other hungrily as they made love.
Eventually their pace quickened and Connor stiffened and sent his cum deep into my wife as she threw her head back and arched her back to best feel him and her orgasm.
They laid intertwined for a while and discussed their date this up coming week and quite a bit more. Connor shared his plan with Paula and she just let out a satisfied moan and said, “yes.”
Conner suggested a shower and they made their way into the ensuite.
A roar came from the poker table as Derek bested Scott in an all-in moment giving Derek the title. He laughed and roured “To the Victor goes the spoils. Bring me my victory wench!”
As I was the only one that orders applied to I went down the hall to fetch my wife. As I entered the room I could hear the shower running. I nervously crept towards the door thinking that if Connor didn’t work for me he would just take my wife from me. It turns out that him working for me wasn’t going to stop that from happening.
My nervousness was approaching full panic as I got closer. Knowing they were showering together made me very jealous as ironically that is more intimate than fucking. And sure enough as I entered enough to see them, Connor was washing Paula’s hair from behind while also lathering her perfect breasts. Her right hand was behind her holding his hard manhood as her left hand held his hand on her breasts. I could not hear them, but they were talking intimately with each other. Their body language and facial expressions screamed “lovers” versus “fuck partners.”
I made a coughing sound and startled them a bit. Their surprised reaction bothered me more than the fact Connor had just finished fucking her. It showed they knew that while all forms of dominance and kink were on the menu tonight, the intimacy they were sharing was not supposed to be part of it.
“Derek has won the first tournament and requests Paula as part of his winning.” I said meekly still a bit gut punched from the scene.
Paula turned around and kissed Connor and said “it was fun while it lasted, but back to work for me. You’ll tell him, right?”
Connor said, “of course,” and kissed her gently.
She exited, still wet and headed for the dining room. She pecked me on the cheek as she passed but didn’t make full eye contact. It was obvious something was up.
Connor looked awkward at first then simply looked down at his hard cock. The look was an obvious command. I got in the shower and on my knees and began to service him. After a few minutes of me silently sucking his cock, he confirmed what my suspicions were.
“After Chicago Paula is going to move in with me,” he said as he firmly held my head while gently face fucking me. “I hope you understand.”
I paused, looked up at the man taking my wife from me and said, “Treat her well, she is the best woman I know.”