My Wife Found Out I'm Bi! Petra Blair, Johnny Hill & Sergeant Miles

Johnny’s gripping the phone, voice low and dirty. “I can’t wait to suck your cock.” Petra’s standing frozen on the other side of the door, every word burning right through the wood. She sucks in a breath, pulse hammering. Then the shock twists, sharpens—turns into something else. She knows exactly what she has to do. Later, Sergeant Miles knocks. Petra opens the door in a tight tank top and nothing underneath, saying Miles needs to hear what she heard. Miles fidgets at first, then spills it: Johnny likes dick and hides it. Petra smiles like a knife. “That’s where you come in.” Nightfall. Johnny walks in, keys in hand, to find his wife already naked and straddling his best friend. Miles’s jeans are around his ankles, cock half-hard against Petra’s thigh. Johnny stands there, heart slamming. Petra looks up at him, calm as thunder. “I brought him over for a threesome. You’re not hiding anymore.” Clothes drop in a hurry. Johnny’s cock’s already pushing at his zipper. Petra keeps her hand wrapped around Miles, stroking him slow, eyes locked on her husband. The bed creaks under their weight as they get ready. She’s going to show him—word for filthy word—there’s no secret worth keeping once the lights go down.