Tim Pov
Gavin didn’t tell me what a hunk Jason was; this man was seriously gorgeous. When he shook my hand and told Gavin how handsome I was, I blushed like a schoolboy. Jason was definitely a smooth talker; he put his arms around my shoulder and walked me toward the bar; let’s get a few drinks, he suggested.
I’m looking forward to getting to know you, Tim. Gavin has told me a lot about you. I can tell he adores you. Not knowing how to respond to that, I just smiled and told him it would be nice to get to know him too.
I commented on what a beautiful house he had. I’m glad you like it, he said. Gavin’s been telling me he’s looking for a larger place now that he has been promoted. He winked at me with a bit of a smirk, you keep that husband happy, Tim, and you could be living in a place like this as well. I looked over at Gavin, who was looking back at me with a worried look on his face, best not say anything for the time being, he might want to surprise you with that Jason quipped.
Jason walked us to the bar, and I asked for a glass of Shiraz for myself, while waiting a beautiful blonde woman in a black slinky dress came up to Jason, Tim, he said, I would like you to meet my wife Angela, she’s a bit on the reserved side, doesn’t like these events but does it to keep me happy.
Angela smiled and said, it’s great to meet you, so how have you been putting up with those two spending so much time together? I looked at her, unsure if she was joking or not. Well, he is one of the people Jason spends most of his time with, she laughed sometimes I think those two are married, the way they’ve been spending so much time together. I told her I guess that comes with the territory since Gavin’s promotion, she just smiled.
"Well, you know how it is with new responsibilities," Gavin said quickly, stepping closer to the group. "Jason's been great at showing me the ropes."
"Oh, I bet he has," Angela said with a knowing smile that made my stomach clench. "Jason's always been very... hands-on with his training methods."
Jason's laugh boomed again, but there was something predatory in his eyes as he looked between Gavin and me. "Angela, don't scare Tim away. We need him to be understanding about the long hours ahead."
"Long hours?" I asked, my voice smaller now.
"Oh yes," Jason said, his hand still on my shoulder, thumb now tracing circles on my back.
We’ve got several, new clients coming on board over the next few months and Gavin will be instrumental in keeping them happy.
Let’s go mingle, Gavin suggested, looking a bit uncomfortable. I grabbed my drink and followed Gavin to the other guests. He asked me if I was okay. I told him not to worry; I expected him to be working extra hours with this new promotion. He smiled and seemed relieved. He told me that if we played our cards right, this could mean big things for our future. I assumed he was talking about moving into a bigger house. The rest of the night was a mix of meeting people and drinking. When we sat down for dinner, Gavin and I were seated at Jason’s table with a few others.
I started to see the extent to which Jason favored Gavin; he loved to touch him, if he was next to him, he either had his arm around his shoulder or was standing so close that a part of his body was touching Gavin. If I weren’t confident in my marriage, I would think something was going on. I knew Gavin loved me and would never do anything to risk our marriage.
Sometime during the night, I lost track of Gavin while chatting to one of the partners of one of the employees. I looked around and wondered where he could be. I saw Angela at the bar and thought I’d ask her if she’d seen Gavin. Hi Tim, Angela slurred. She was a little on the drunk side now. How are you enjoying the party? I told her I was having a good time, but I was like her and didn’t really enjoy these events. I asked her if she’d seen Gavin, and she made a comment that he was probably with Jason, talking business somewhere.
I stood at the bar chatting with Angela for a bit and spotted Gavin coming out of the toilets he looked red in the face and his hair was a bit messed up, not normal for Gavin who wouldn’t normally leave the toilet without checking his hair, a second later I see Jason come out of the toilets as well, he’s got a smile on his face, he gives me a wink and smirks when he sees me looking over at him. They were both pretty drunk, so I just chalked it up to the alcohol.
My stomach lurched as I watched Jason swagger back toward the crowd, that smug expression still plastered on his face. Something about the way he winked at me felt deliberate, almost taunting. Gavin made his way over to us, running his hand through his hair to fix it.
"There you are," I said, trying to keep my voice light. "I was wondering where you'd gone."
"Just needed some air," Gavin replied, not quite meeting my eyes. "You know how stuffy these parties can get."
Angela giggled beside me. "Air in the bathroom? That's a new one." She took another sip of her wine, swaying slightly. "Jason disappeared for a while too. Must be something going around."
I watched Gavin's face carefully. A flush crept up his neck, and he cleared his throat. "Yeah, well, I should probably cut back on the drinks.
Gavin returned to Jason they talked and laughed with their co-workers. Gavin seemed happy that I was chatting away with Angela. Around midnight, people start to leave. Gavin and Jason come over laughing about some joke that one of the co-workers told. So, who wants to keep the party going? Jason asked, and I replied that I was tired and thought Gavin and I should go home. Nonsense, Jason says, putting his arm around my waist, I can’t have my two favorite men going to bed so early, let’s go to Sircuit for a dance.
Jason wasn’t going to take no for an answer, so he organized an Uber. Jason suggested I sit in the front and help direct the driver, so Gavin, Jason and Angela jumped in the back. We headed off and weren’t that far away from Fitzroy. I turned my head at one stage, and Jason had his hand on Gavin’s thigh, I looked at Gavin and he just smiled.
When we got to the club, I grabbed Gavin and told him I wanted to talk to him. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable that Jason was putting his hands all over Gavin and had to say something. I asked Gavin what was going on with him and Jason, the way he always had his hands on him touching him, the way he had his hand on your thigh in the Uber.
Gavin looked at me with a mixture of surprise and irritation. "Tim, you're being paranoid. Jason's just a touchy-feely kind of guy - it's how he is with everyone. You saw him with you at the bar, didn't you?"
"That's different, Gav. The way he looks at you, the way he touches you... and what were you both doing in the bathroom for so long?"
"Jesus, Tim." Gavin ran his hand through his hair again, that same nervous gesture from earlier. "We were just talking about work stuff. You know how loud it was in there - we needed somewhere quiet to discuss the Henderson account."
Jason has looked after me since the promotion, helping to come up to speed with everything required for? this new position. We work closely together, and he likes to make sure I’m doing ok. I thought about it, and it made sense that there was a lot more involved in Gavin’s new position, so I told him I was sorry, I was just feeling a little jealous.
Gavin pulled me into him and kissed me. Tim, you know you’re the only man I love. I am working hard to make our lives better; I would never hurt you. At that moment, Jason and Angela came up to us with drinks in hand. Are you two having a lovers' quarrel Jason asked. I told him it was just a little misunderstanding, ok, no arguing tonight, we’re going to have some fun he said.
Jason’s favorite Kylie tune came on and Jason grabbed Angela and said we have to dance to this, we all moved to the dance floor and started to dance, the music was great, the place was pumping, Jason undid his shirt, this man had such a beautiful muscular chest, I wanted to touch it, he was having fun, dancing with everyone, flirting, touching, gyrating, he moved to Gavin and undid his shirt as well, giving his nipple a little twist on the way.
He was dancing in front of me and leant in, I thought he was going to kiss me but then he whispered something in my ear, I didn’t quite get it with the loud music going on but I thought he said, you have to learn to share Tim. He grinned and unbuttoned the front of my shirt, can’t have you being the only one with their shirt done up Tim he smirked at me.
We were all having fun dancing, drinking, flirting, Angela was having fun as well, she was just as flirty as her husband, at one stage Angela was grinding her ass against my package and I was getting hard. I had been with women in the past but my last couple of relationships were with men and I liked the connection with men much better. Jason was getting just as flirty with Gavin, Jason was dancing close to Gavin, they both had huge bulges in their pants hiding their hard cocks.
I tried to look away, but I couldn't stop watching them. The way Jason's hands roamed over Gavin's bare chest, the way my husband's head fell back as Jason whispered something in his ear that made him laugh. My stomach twisted with a confusing mix of jealousy and something else I didn't want to acknowledge.
Angela pressed closer against me, her perfume mixing with the sweat and alcohol. "They look good together, don't they?" she said, her lips brushing my ear.
"What?" I turned to face her, but she was already spinning away, laughing.
The music pounded through my chest as I watched Jason's hand slide down Gavin's back, dangerously close to his ass. When Gavin didn't pull away, something cold settled in my stomach. This wasn't just friendly touching anymore.
A couple of hours later, we were all pretty trashed and decided to call it a night, Jason told us to crash at his place tonight since our car was at his place. When we got to Jason’s place, he showed us to one of the guest rooms, I was out of it, my head was spinning as soon as I hit the bed and I was out. I woke up sometime during the night needing to pee. I could hear moans coming from somewhere, slaps, grunts, more moaning, Jason and Angela must be fucking, I thought.
I made my way to the kitchen to get some water as my mouth was really dry, there was a light coming from one of the rooms, I looked inside and froze, I thought his can’t be right, Jason had Gavin on a bed, Gavin moaning loudly, Jason was fucking himself on Gavins’s cock, pinching Gavins’s nipples, slapping his chest.
My heart was breaking, how could Gavin do this, he loved me, he told me he would never do anything to hurt me, for some reason I couldn’t look away and even worse my cock was hard as a rock watching the scene in front of me.
Your cock feels so fucking good Jason was saying, I bet your husband doesn’t take it as good as I do he was saying, your ass is so tight, Gavin was saying, I love how you squeeze my cock just right, Gavin grabbed Jason and flipped him on his stomach, he then started fucking Jason with abandon, Gavin started kissing Jasons neck, Jason turned his head and started kissing Gavin, it was loud and messy.
I stumbled backward, my legs shaking, nearly knocking over a vase in the hallway. The sound of their fucking grew louder—skin slapping against skin, Jason's deep groans mixing with Gavin's familiar moans. My cock was throbbing painfully in my pants, and I hated myself for it.
"Fuck me harder," Jason commanded, his voice carrying through the house. "Show me what that husband of yours is missing."
I pressed my back against the wall, torn between running back to the guest room and watching more. Part of me wanted to storm in there, to scream at them both, but my feet wouldn't move. Instead, I found myself creeping closer to the doorway again.
Gavin was pounding into Jason with a ferocity I'd never seen before. His muscles flexed as he gripped Jason's hips, pulling him back onto his cock with force.
I couldn’t look away, I was pissed off that Jason was fucking my husband but there was something else as well, I thought there is this big fucking hunk of a man getting fucked by my husband, he looks so good with Gavin’s cock in his ass, Jason sensing someone watching turned his head, I quickly moved from the door with my cock dripping cum, I hoped I wasn’t noticed, I made my way back to bed and blacked out.
I woke up in the morning to Gavin sleeping quietly beside me with his arms around my chest, I could feel his hard cock against my ass. Last night was a blur. I couldn’t figure out if what I saw was real or a dream. I slept again and didn’t wake up until nearly 11 am.
I sat up in bed, my head throbbing with what felt like the worst hangover of my life. Gavin was no longer beside me, and the sheets were cold where he'd been lying. The events of last night came rushing back in fragments—Jason's mansion, the party, the club, and then... that scene in the bedroom. Had I actually seen my husband fucking his boss? Or was it just some alcohol-induced nightmare?
I dragged myself to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. Looking in the mirror, I barely recognized myself—eyes bloodshot, hair a mess, face pale. The taste in my mouth was foul, like something had died in there.
When I made my way downstairs, I could hear voices from the kitchen. Gavin and Jason were sitting at the island counter, drinking coffee and laughing like old friends. They both looked fresh and well-rested, not at all what I would have expected if they had been fucking all night.
Good morning, sleepy head, Gavin said as I walked into the kitchen. Someone looks worse for wear. I need Panadol. I managed to croak out. Jason handed me a packet and got up to get me some water. You better take it easy today Tim, messing my hair as he walked past me. Gavin decided it was time to leave, and we said our goodbyes and jumped in our car.
I sat silently in the passenger seat as Gavin drove us home, my mind racing with fragments of last night. My stomach churned, and it wasn't just the hangover.
"You okay over there?" Gavin asked, reaching over to squeeze my thigh. "You've been quiet."
I flinched at his touch, memories of his hands on Jason's body flashing through my mind.
"Just feeling rough," I mumbled, turning to look out the window. "Last night was... intense."
"Yeah, Jason really knows how to throw a party." Gavin chuckled, seemingly oblivious to my internal turmoil. "He thinks you're great, by the way. Said you fit right in."
I swallowed hard. "Did something happen last night? Between you and Jason?"
Gavin's knuckles whitened on the steering wheel. "What do you mean?” I got up during the night to go to the bathroom I told him, and thought I saw Jason and you fucking.
The car swerved slightly as Gavin's grip tightened on the wheel. For a moment, the only sound was the hum of the engine and my heart pounding in my ears.
"Tim, you were completely wasted last night," Gavin said finally, his voice careful and measured. "You could barely stand up when we got back to Jason's place. You passed out the second your head hit the pillow."
I studied his profile, looking for any tell-tale signs of deception. His jaw was tense, but that could just be from my accusation.
"So, nothing happened?"
"Jesus, Tim." He pulled into our driveway and turned off the engine, finally looking at me. "You really think I'd cheat on you? After ten years?"
Chapter 3 Coming soon…..
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