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Eva’s Mystery Freeuse Weekend — Part 4
She doesn’t know who fucked her. But her husband wants to do it all again.
Did you start at Part 1?
Without Question
Caleb
“You’re late,” my mother says, her smile in a tight line.
I carefully place a kiss on her cheek before sliding into my seat at the dining table.
“I’m sorry, mummy,” I reply with polite sincerity.
“Where were you?” She eyes me with suspicion. “What can possibly be more important than being home early enough to change for lunch?”
Telling her that I decided to duck home and fuck my young wife would not be positively received. Nor would telling her that I decided to invoke the freeuse weekend for my own benefit rather than handing Eva over to one of my friends.
Stifling a grin, I say, “Emergency at the office, couldn’t be helped.”
“Oh, Caleb.” Mother huffs with the haughty voice that precedes a lecture or unwanted advice. Five … four … three … two … “Your father knows how to delegate. He is never late home for a meal.”