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I should be ashamed when my wife invites him over to take care of my chores. She’s going to get very dirty—with him. I’ll be there to clean her up when she’s had her fill. But first, she requires I do the dishes like a good boy.
Pairing: MFM
Dirty Dishes is a romantic erotica short story of about 3,500 words.
This spicy tale has the following tropes:
- hotwife
- cuckold
- shame and humiliation
- married couple / established couple
- acts of service
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental. No part of this work was generated by artificial intelligence technologies. No persons or animals, living or dead, were harmed by the writing of this book.
Copyright © 2024 by Ryley Banks
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Published by Three Lemon Press, LLC
ISBN: 978-1-962835-03-9 (ebook)
Cover: Image from ChamilleWhite at DepositPhotos
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Her voice carries over the kitchen faucet, moans mixing with the wet rush of the water as the stainless sink fills. I want nothing more than to drive into her slick heat, fuck her over the edge—but I can’t. Tonight, he gets her first.
And, just like every time we play, I have a job to do.
As soon as she got home earlier, she leaned back against the door, hands clasped behind her. “I’ve made arrangements for our entertainment tonight.” A sly, eager smile played on her lips. “You know the rules. Dishes. Wear the apron. Nothing else.”
Possessive instinct kicked in. I almost said no, but that’s what’s so appealing about this game we play. So I only nodded. My body throbbed in need, anticipation making it difficult to stifle the urge to ask what she had planned, both for me and him. She takes the lead when we indulge in this fantasy.
I follow.
The doorbell rang moments later, and she ran to answer like she was expecting an important delivery. He barely acknowledged me when he came in before she took his hand and led him down the hall. The bedroom they disappeared into has a direct line of sight into the kitchen. I’m not allowed to look, but I did. Their eyes flayed me raw as I stripped bare and donned the pink gingham apron. The whole dainty thing barely comes to mid-thigh, and when it’s tied around my waist in a neat bow, the ends dangle, tickling my ass.
My heart pounds, eagerness tight in my throat. Would this be the day I get recognized? This be the time I finally see a grainy picture of myself trending on social media? Just the idea of the degrading questions and interviews; the jeering, snide posts; the whispered ridicule of my peers… Every square inch of my face burns, and I look down at the humiliating bulge growing under the tiny scrap of lace-trimmed fabric.
I stand at the sink, my back to them now. The faucet gushes like my wife will around his cock. A little longer until the dishes are submerged, then I can begin. A bubble rises in the sea of dish water, a little rainbow reflection undulating on the surface. I slowly push a finger into the bubble without breaking the tension. The deluge makes the lemony scent of the dish soap waft up and I inhale, settling into the headspace to perform my act of service, cleaning while she’s getting dirty with another man.
As always, thank you to my husband for being my best cheerleader. I love you!
Thank you to the Red Reines for planting the seed for this story and making the tastiest sausage.
And thank you to my readers, who make it all worthwhile.
Ryley Banks writes award-winning bestselling spicy romance, mostly of the LGBTQ+ variety. She's a connoisseur of tea and gin and loves language, especially creative profanity.
When she's not begging her characters to behave or reading fanfic, you can find Ryley watching cooking how-to videos, traveling, or, if you’re lucky, crafting the next story to make you smile and set you on fire.
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Ink: Queer Sci Fi's Eighth Annual Flash Fiction Contest (featuring Right Place, Right Time)
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When she needs stress relief, her wife is top of the class.
Grading papers is stressful for every teacher, but when she loses focus, Pet’s Mistress will give her what she needs—instructions, rules, and discipline. The only thing that matters is obeying Mistress.
Teacher Pet is a lesbian and sapphic (F/F) romantic erotica short story of about 3,700 words.
Keep reading for an excerpt of Teacher Pet, now available for preorder!
I scrawled a C- in red ink on the first page of the essay and tossed it on top of the growing pile of papers. Twelve more to go. I swiped my hands over my face, careful to not smear my eye makeup. My high school Brit Lit students were trying to do me in. I loved waxing poetic about Shakespeare, Austen, and Dickens, and tried my best to instill an appreciation in them in modern teenagers. Still, I held down a scream of frustration at the ridiculousness of their interpretations of great literature. At least the papers on Chaucer were entertaining—watching the students dance around his racier content was almost worth having to slog through the grading.
I sipped my coffee and made a face as the tepid liquid slid down my throat.
At least a bottle of my favorite whisky awaited as soon as my pen scribbled the grade on the last one.
But for now I’d have to settle for my snack if I had any hope of finishing. The ruby red apple was smooth in my fingers as I turned it to find the best place to sink my teeth. I opened my mouth. Bit down. The flavor burst on my tongue, sharp and tangy. I gazed at the apple, juices pouring from the perfect bite mark, and I licked the cool skin, catching every drop.
Just like when Mistress puts me on my knees, her hand gripping my hair, my tongue buried in her—
I squeezed my legs together as heat built in my core.
If only we had time to play today…
No. I shoved the thought away. I had work to do.
Time to get on with it. I grabbed the next essay—another one on Tolkien—and prepared to deploy my red pen of doom. But the words swam on the page as my focus drained.
“Hey.” My gaze lifted to the door of the home office where Raquel stood. Her wedding ring caught the sunlight, and my face split into a grin. I’d never get tired of seeing it.
“Ready for a break?” she asked. “You’ve been at it for hours.” She hooked her thumbs in the pockets of her jeans and leaned against the doorframe. The weight of her hands pulled the denim down her slim waist, sliding over her hip bones, lower, lower…
I sighed and sank down in my office chair. “I wish this were a poison apple. Then I wouldn’t have to finish.”
Raquel eyed the ungraded stack and cocked a perfect eyebrow. “Break it is, mi amor, if you’re already wishing for death. Especially Snow-White-style.”
I winced. “This is my job. They’re due back Monday. I can’t—”
“Can’t?” Raquel shifted, straightening her spine and crossing her arms. “Get up.”
My eyes widened at her command. “But—”
“Don’t speak, and don’t make me repeat myself.” Her dark eyes were intense. “Nod if you understand and want to continue, Pet.”
I melted, every inch of my skin and soul warm, betraying the hold she had over me and how much I craved it. Hell yeah. I shivered, my arms breaking out in goosebumps. The chair slid away from the desk as I stood.
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