Chapter 4: Chat History

Words : 2093 Updated : Aug 21st, 2025

Sitting at her desk, Lana Hayde still felt on edge. Ever since she had watched those videos the night before, her world had been turned completely upside down. She didn't care how other people chose to live out their sex lives, but when her own husband had that kink, she had no choice but to care. If he hadn't had that particular fetish, he would have been Mr. Perfect. To save her marriage, she had to lay her cards on the table. Besides finding out whether he was the one who shot the videos, she needed him to give up that extremely unhealthy, twisted cuckold fetish. If he refused, she'd threaten to divorce him. She was determined, but she was soft by nature; she had no idea whether things would unfold the way she pictured them. Bored, she reopened the videos she had saved to her phone the previous night. Watching two men and two women going at it like there was no tomorrow, she felt her throat grow dry. She took a drink, then kept her eyes on the screen as the men thrust into the women again and again; she couldn't tear her eyes away from where they were moving between the women's legs. It seemed… thrilling. The moment that thought surfaced, Lana felt like she had lost her mind. She exited the video and almost deleted it on the spot, but she still wasn't sure who had recorded those videos, so she let the idea go. After a few more sips of water, she finally turned to the office computer and browsed the news. Even so, she kept replaying that scene in her head. She could barely focus all afternoon. After work, she stood by the curb to wait for her husband. When he wasn't busy, he drove her to and from work; she usually stayed at the office for lunch. When she saw his car, she gave a small wave. Once he pulled over, she slid into the passenger seat. Seeing how drained she looked, Taylor Rathbone said, "You look beat." "Yeah. Work's been a lot." "How about I take you to the beach this weekend?" "We'll see." At that, Lana turned to stare out the window, sadness in her eyes. Taylor knew she had something on her mind, but he decided to ask once they got home. He told her to buckle up, then drove home. Back home, he dropped onto the sofa to watch TV while his beautiful, capable wife busied herself in the kitchen. Thinking about what he had been chatting about with certain people online, and watching his wife move through the light and steam, he felt a restless itch. But because she was on the conservative side, he didn't dare voice the kind of request that would make her feel like her world was collapsing. When dinner was ready, they ate and talked. After dinner, Taylor went to shower; Lana settled on the sofa and left the TV on for background noise. His phone sat charging beside her. She edged over and picked it up. She glanced toward the bathroom, turned the volume way down, then unlocked it. She opened the photo gallery. She had expected to find something new, but there was nothing. Next, she opened his WhatsApp. A WhatsApp group called "How to Cherish Your Wife" caught her eye and gave her a brief warm feeling. Maybe he had realized he'd been neglecting her lately and had joined to learn how to do better. Thinking that, she tapped into the group. The messages and photos made her flinch. It wasn't a place for men to learn how to cherish their wives, but a bunch of guys with a cuckold fetish trading tips. Several men were repeatedly posting photos of their own wives; other men were rating them. She was shaken all over again. When she saw a man say he wanted to watch other men sleep with his wife, her hand shook around the phone. Just then, a photo of a naked woman flashed up. The face was out of frame, yet it still scared her witless. "This is my wife, thirty-five. What do you guys think-hot or not?" "Your wife's got a killer body. You're a lucky man!" "She's got a strong sex drive. Anyone in the Fullerton area, come help her take the edge off if you have the time. Single guys or couples are both fine, but you've got to keep it discreet." "I'm a stud based in Yanos. I can fly over to meet you and your wife." "You got a girl yourself?" "Been seeing a girlfriend for two months." "Think she'd be willing to come play too?" "I'll probe a bit later and let you know. Add me first!" Seeing those two men firing back and forth, Lana wanted to leave the WhatsApp group at once. But if she did that, would her husband realize she had seen the chat? With the shower running and the realization that her husband's thinking had gotten twisted, Lana felt there was no one she could tell. She closed the WhatsApp group and started going through Taylor's private messages. Most of them were harmless. The thread with a male user nicknamed BigPine, though, chilled her to the bone. SwordsAndDreams: "My wife definitely won't agree. No need to even think about it." BigPine: "But your wife looks slutty. Feels like you just don't know her well enough." SwordsAndDreams: "She does look sexy, but she doesn't act like that. It's only because she's pretty and has a great body that you think she's like that." BigPine: "Mine used to be super conservative. Once I got her into it, she got wild. Sometimes she even asks to go find other couples." SwordsAndDreams: "How did you do it?" BigPine: "Kind of a hassle, so I'll just give you the simplest method." SwordsAndDreams: "I'm listening." BigPine: "Pick a day. I'll bring my wife over to your place for dinner and drinks. Then we find a way to get your wife wasted, then I'll bang her. Later you can rip into her for losing control when she was drunk; she won't have a leg to stand on. Once she's in the wrong, you say that since she's already been with another man, you get to hook up with other women too-to even the score. If she agrees, tell her you'll talk it over with me and suggest the four of us play together." SwordsAndDreams: "That's too risky." BigPine: "It's the easiest way. I wouldn't lie to you, brother." SwordsAndDreams: "What about the complicated way?" BigPine: "Takes six months to a year. Can you wait that long?" SwordsAndDreams: "I can't. I'm itching to take her to swing with other couples right now." BigPine: "Then do what I say." SwordsAndDreams: "I'll give you an answer in a few days." BigPine: "The sooner the better. In a week I'm slammed, won't have time to come your way." SwordsAndDreams: "I'll get back to you the day after tomorrow." When she finished, Lana's brow had knotted tight, and her eyes had gone wet. She had never imagined her husband would try to sell her out. Those messages were from yesterday, which meant he planned to give the man an answer tomorrow. If he said yes, would they get her drunk and let the man do that to her? It felt like a knife twisting in her chest. She pulled up the man's Instagram. His profile picture showed a mean-looking bald guy. Her anger flared, and the marriage felt more pathetic than ever. She locked the screen and put it back on the charger, then stared at the bathroom door. Ten minutes later, her husband came out wearing only shorts. "Honey, we need to talk before this blows up." "What's wrong?" "After you went out last night, I happened to see some videos on your computer. I know why you've been so cold to me lately, and I know what you've been wanting." Taylor was so startled he couldn't speak. Forcing a smile, he asked, "What videos did you see?" "Partner swapping. And you want to watch me get fucked by other men, right?"

Chapter 4: Chat History

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