Cheating Wife — Pregnant Sex — Erotic Fiction

Discovering Amanda in Bed

My wife’s belly was swollen with our unborn child, a stark reminder of the sacred bond she was about to shatter.

I decided to come home early on Friday. My day at the office had been uneventful, filled with emails and conference calls that left me with a slight ache in my shoulders and a longing for the comfort of home and my wife, Amanda.

I pulled into the driveway and noticed a classy BMW parked on the street in front of our house. My curiosity was piqued, but I quickly dismissed any suspicions, grabbed my backpack, and headed towards the house. Amanda’s recent involvement in a local mother’s support group had brought a flurry of unfamiliar cars and new faces to our doorstep, each eager to share their wisdom and well-meaning advice for a first-time mom.

Upon entering, I was met with an unexpected silence — no laughter, no hushed conversations. The living room, where Amanda usually entertained her new friends, was undisturbed, with the sofa cushions still plump and untouched.

The kitchen, typically laden with cups and plates, remained pristine. “Hello?” I called out, but there was no response. I shrugged, tossed my backpack onto the sofa, and set…