The Phone Call

"Oh, you're still up?" Laurie said with surprise as she came into the bedroom where I was in bed but sitting up. I always made sure to be in bed and ready for her, because usually when she would come home, she would come right into bed with me, and I would fuck her in the clothes she was wearing, with them being a reminder of how she had been the hottest thing all night long for so many men. That night, though, was different. She started to take off her earrings and it seemed like she was going to just get ready for sleeping. "Aren't you going to come to bed?" I asked, and I knew she knew what that meant. "Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart. I think I'm a little too tired for that this time." She came and sat on the edge of the bed, turned toward me in a way that I could see her ample cleavage. "Have you been masturbating, thinking about me?" She asked. "Yes" I said, and we could both see my penis hardening and raising up the sheets. "Well, you don't have to stop." She suggested coyly, "Aren't I so beautiful that you could get off just looking at me?" she said, echoing sentiments that I had said to her many times before. I pulled down the sheets and started to spank off, staring into her cleavage, which she emphasized by squeezing her tits between her arms. As I spanked off and stared, she would change poses slightly, and jiggle her huge breasts for me. She giggled a bit as she looked at me furiously rubbing my penis, and a part of me couldn't help but feel like it seemed that she was laughing at me, but I quickly shut out that thought because I knew that it must be because she was just enjoying herself. I came very quickly in any case, and as I sat there with cum dribbling down my hand, she seemed satisfied and went off to get out of her clothes and have a quick shower.

The next morning, when I thought back on the previous night, I definitely felt there was something off about the calls, but it just wasn't enough to really state anything. I was starting to go out of my head. What had that phone call done to me? Was there something going on, or was it just a stupid prank call that started me thinking down a dangerous path of unfounded suspicions? On the one hand, the idea that there would be a call and then things would coincidentally be different with Laurie seemed kind of strange, but then the idea that someone could actually phone and declare that they were going to start an affair and then actually do it was just so much more unbelievable. I decided it had to be the first of the two choices. It must have just been a stupid call, and maybe something is different with Laurie, but she's not having an affair with the mystery caller, she's just having a slightly different schedule than I'm used to or something.

In spite of my gut feelings, I didn't think about it. Then, a few days past, and one day I came home from work and Laurie wasn't there, and immediately all my suspicions came back to me. Laurie was basically a housewife, but it wasn't unusual for her to not be there when I got back from work. She would usually try to be there and make dinner for me, but sometimes she met up with friends, and she often had yoga or pilates classes or something, so it happened now and again that she would come home a little after I got back. The difference, though, was that she usually sent me a text to tell me in advance that she wouldn't be there. She wasn't home this time, and there had been no message, so I wondered what was going on. I guess that feeling reminded me of the night she was out with Maddie, and suddenly I felt uncomfortable about that night in a way that I hadn't at all in the days since.

Laurie came home about an hour after I did, and she immediately apologized, saying, "I'm sorry, sweetheart, I was at yoga, and after the usual class they had a new relaxation session and I lost track of time. It felt so good!" And with that she kissed me full on the lips in a passionate embrace that was unusually sudden. She stopped as quickly as she started, and, with her arms still around my neck, she then leaned back to look at me, as if she was looking for my reaction. I guess she was wondering if I was upset about her being late. I felt I had a look of concern on my face, but I just said, "So you were just at Yoga longer than you thought you'd be?" Laurie looked suddenly satisfied, as if I didn't give the reaction she was worried about, and she began kissing me again. It was hard to stay mad at her, with her passionate and soft kisses, and her huge tits pressed up against me. I noticed she did have a smell of sweat on her, as if she had been working out, so that fit with what she said about being at Yoga, so I dropped it. Yet another instance of things being different, and me not being able to confront her with anything specific enough that she couldn't just dismiss as everything being normal. And maybe it was normal. What had that phone call done to me?

I was determined to not let my strange paranoia get so bad that I started seeing things that weren't there. So when Laurie was late or unaccounted for or behaved oddly, I tried purposely to see how it could be viewed without suspicion, to try and give the benefit of the doubt as much as possible. I figured that if I tried my hardest to see how everything was normal, but if it seemed like it was suspicious no matter how hard I tried, then it would have to be the case that there was really something to worry about. As much as I tried to think that way, though, I couldn't fight the suspicions.

Part of me knew I must be going crazy, because there were also some positive changes too, and I even viewed them as being signs of an affair. For example, Laurie started taking more of an interest in cooking dinner for me, having something ready for me when I got home from work. She would watch me as I took the first few bites of whatever she made, and then be pleased when I said I liked it, which I always did. But there was something about the way she was so focused on making sure I ate it and told her how much I liked it that it seemed like she was making a point of showing me that she was being nice. Was it just that she was trying to prove to me that everything was normal, or was it that she was making up for something else she was doing and trying to distract me. Damn that phone call! Now I couldn't even enjoy nice gestures from my wife without thinking something bad about it. We had the perfect love, the perfect relationship, the perfect marriage, and now it was falling apart, and probably just all in my head because some stupid phone call put an idea in my head. How could one stupid prank call cause so much damage?

Laurie started calling me when I was at work, just to talk to me a bit and tell me she loved me. It was so sweet and romantic, and made me feel both happy and guilty at the same time. Sometimes I even got into a bit of trouble at work, being on the phone with her for too long, but it was worth it to hear her voice. I would be suspicious, though, and try to ask about things. Like one time she called me, and I asked, "You're calling me so often lately." And she said, "I know. I just feel like I've been spending more time away, and I didn't want you to think that I wasn't thinking about you." "Do you think about me?" I asked. "Of course. I think about you all the time when I'm doing things,* Laurie said. "What are you doing right now?" I asked. "Oh, I'm just at home, having fun." *What do you mean you're having fun? What exactly are you doing?" I asked, trying to hide my suspicion but doing it badly. "Just getting ready to make dinner. Honestly, dear, I think about you all the time. I really do." Laurie said. "That so sweet of you to say," I said. "Oh, dear, I need to go. I'll see you tonight!!" And then she was suddenly off the phone before I could even say goodbye. It was strange, I don't know what she would need to get off the phone for so suddenly. I tried to think of what I would think if I weren't suspicious, and I thought maybe she was cooking something that was starting to burn or something. I could always find a reason or a way that what Laurie was doing that could explain it away, but it never diminished my suspicions. Damn that call!

Along with Laurie more and more being unaccounted for in what she did during the day, and going out with friends more at night, she started staying out all night and spending the night with her sister. She said it was because she stayed out late, and Lisa lived closer to the clubs and so it was more convenient, but, even though it was something she had maybe done a handful of times in the past, she was not doing it almost regularly on the weekends. It seemed strange, but then sometimes I would call her, or Lisa, and I was usually able to get Laurie on the phone, so it seemed like they were together, although sometimes the way Lisa would get Laurie to call me back or take so long to get onto the phone made me think maybe they had some way of covering for each other.

Lisa was just as gorgeous as Laurie. Two years younger, a little shorter, but the same fit body and massive tits. Seeing them together was like seeing an audition for a porno movie, but one where the actresses weren't fake looking, but had natural beauty that put porn actresses to shame. I had often fantasized about having Laurie and Lisa together, but I knew that Laurie would never do something like that with her sister. I found it hot precisely because there was something bad about two sisters licking one man's cock, and kissing and more with each other, but Laurie would never go for something as kinky as making out with her own sister. It was a taboo fantasy that would just be too far for her.

During this time, while I was becoming more and more suspicious of Laurie, I wondered if saying she was seeing Lisa was just a convenient cover for the affair I was worried she was having. Laurie would stay overnight at Lisa's apartment, just saying that she liked to spend time with her sister, but she barely ever stayed out that long with Lisa before this time. She did it a few times, and I would ask her details, but then Laurie would get upset with me for being paranoid. She was starting to see that my questions about what she was doing and when had an underlying theme, and she didn't appreciate the implications. However, I couldn't help but feel that getting upset was a convenient way of not actually answering my questions.

One night I decided I would catch Laurie in a lie. She said she was going to go out with Lisa and then stay overnight at Lisa's apartment. I decided I would drive over and see if Laurie was there. If Laurie wasn't with Lisa, then I would know that Laurie was lying to me. I acted completely innocent, even encouraging of Laurie to hang out with her sister that night. Then after midnight, I took the long hour and twenty minute long drive to Lisa's house. I timed to around when I knew that Laurie would likely come home from drinking. And even if she was later than that, I would wait in the parking lot beside the building until I saw Lisa come home. No matter how long I might have to wait, I was going to find out the truth about Laurie saying she was staying with her sister.

When I arrived after 1 in the morning, I looked up and to the third floor where Lisa's apartment was and saw that there were lights on. It looked like the lights were dimmed or they weren't all on, but there was definitely somebody home. I was relieved that I wouldn't have to wait around some indefinite amount of time. At the same time, I knew that I was about to have a confrontation with Lisa. Lisa might be there with a man, even, but I was not about to let that stop me from getting her to admit that Laurie was not with her.

I stormed up to the entrance to the building and buzzed Lisa's apartment number. There was no answer. I buzzed again. Still no answer. I buzzed her apartment about four times, clearly letting her know I was not going to go away. Finally she answered. "Hello?" Lisa said in a confused and slightly annoyed tone. "It's me, Joel," I said, "Let me in." "What is this about?" Lisa said. I was not going to let her avoid the issue. "Just let me in! I need to talk to you!" I said in an angry and insistent tone. "Joel, you can't just come barging into my place," Lisa said. I was sure she was stalling because she knew I was there to find out that Laurie wasn't there. I wasn't going to let her deflect me though. "I know Laurie isn't there! Are you going to deny it? I know what's going on! Let me in, God damn it!" There was a long pause. And then Lisa said, "Okay, come on up." Her tone was strange, but I couldn't quite figure out the feeling of it. It was still annoyed, but also, amused?

The door clicked and I rushed through, as if maybe she could change her mind at the last second. I had too much angry energy to take the elevator, so I practically ran up the stairs. I came to her apartment and banged on the door. Lisa opened it, and said "Joel, keep it down. I don't want to disturb my neighbors!" "I don't care about your neighbors!" I said, bursting in the apartment past Lisa. "You're going to tell me where Laurie is, or," and then I suddenly stopped speaking. Lisa's apartment was small, without really a hallway from the front door to the living room and dining room area. There was just a small wall divider, and as soon as I stepped past it, I was shocked to see Laurie there, sitting on the couch, looking at me. I could see she was angry.

"Okay," Lisa said, with a smug attitude as she stepped past me into the room, "You want me to tell you where Laurie is? Here she is." Laurie didn't say anything, she just looked at me, as if she was embarrassed for me and for herself in front of her sister. All three of us stood there in silence. I looked around the room. Both Lisa and Laurie were wearing nothing but T Shirts and panties. Their panties were tiny thongs, but their T Shirts were long, and it was believable they were just being comfortable before going to bed. There was wine and wine glasses on the table, as well as some plates with the remnants of some snack foods. The lighting was low, and there was music on. Something about the room was strange, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I was in such a confused state having had all my anger be for nothing that I figured I was just disoriented. "I think I should just leave you two alone for a bit," Lisa said. "I'll be in my bedroom. Let me know when you're done." Lisa went into another door opposite the couch where Laurie was sitting and shut the door behind her. I knew that she would be able to hear everything Laurie and I said perfectly well, even if we whispered, because it was that kind of apartment. Still, I was glad she gave us the space. Not knowing what else to do, I came and sat down on the couch, but not too close to Laurie, who was clearly upset. She didn't say anything so I spoke first.

"I'm sorry," I said, "I don't know what came over me. I was so sure you wouldn't be here." "You think I'm cheating on you? That I'm using my sister as my alibi? Is that it" Lisa said. I hung my head in shame. The answer was obviously yes, but I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud. "I'm really disappointed in you. What has got into you recently? Do you really think I'm having an affair?"

"I'm sorry Laurie," I said. "It's just, there are some different things recently. You don't tell me everything you do like you did before. You go out more. You're vague about things." "That's it?" Laurie said. "You're just not sure what I'm doing, and if I don't give you precise answers, you automatically think I'm fucking someone else? Don't you realize how ridiculous that is?"

"It's not just that," I said sheepishly, and then, knowing what I was going to say next would sound ridiculous, "There was that phone call." I said, quietly enough that Laurie made me repeat it, and then she said, "What phone call? What are you talking about?" "This guy phone and said he was going to have sex with you and that you were going to leave me for him." Laurie laughed a little, I think because she found it so unbelievable she could only laugh. "Joel, do you really think there could be a guy who could be so confident, and so amazing, that he could know before he met me that he could seduce me and take me away from you? Do you really think that?" "I don't know," I said, "I mean, I don't believe it, it seems ridiculous, but at the same time, it feels like everything has been different since that phone call happened. It was after that that you started changing your schedule and being vague." "Or maybe," Laurie said, "that call put an idea in your head that made you start looking at everything in a way that only makes it seem like I'm doing something bad. Maybe this is all your fault." And with that she had said the very thing I was afraid was happening, that I was ruing a perfect marriage and my chances with a woman I could never hope to replace, letting a stupid prank phone call that was probably from some nobody completely make me crazy. "You drove all the way out here to catch me in a lie, and you've found that I am exactly where I said I would be, and with who I said I'd be with. Now don't you feel foolish for doubting me?" "Yes," I said. "There's no excuse for it. I'm just letting my paranoia get the best of me." "Do you really want to lose me by becoming so suspicious you drive me away?"

That was exactly what I was doing. I was so afraid of losing Laurie that I was behaving like a desperate man, which would only end up causing the very thing I ultimately feared most. I promised to Lisa that I would shape up, and at one point I got down on my knees in front of her on the couch, swearing my love for her. "I love you more than anything, and I can't bare for you to think that I don't trust you. I swear on the Bible and to God that I will get rid of these suspicions I have, and that I will be a better husband for you." Laurie seemed slightly amused by my pronouncements, which I took to be a sign that she was lightening up a bit.

She kissed me on the forehead, and then I moved to kiss her on the lips but she moved away, which made me realize that I was not going to be forgiven so easily. Still, she smiled at me and I knew that the situation for now was resolved. I stood up, and then I stepped toward Lisa's bedroom door. Laurie practically jumped off the couch and got between me and the door. "What are you doing?" she asked in a breathless panic. I was surprised and said, "I was just going to tell Lisa that it's okay to come back in." Laurie composed herself and then said, "Silly. You can't just open a door on the bedroom of a woman who isn't your wife. She could be changing or something." I thought that was kind a little too cautious, given that I've saw Lisa in her underwear just 20 minutes earlier, but I wasn't going to argue. "Just let me check on her," Laurie said, and she opened the door just enough for her to slip through, and then closed it afterward. I felt a moment of suspicion, and then i realized I was being silly. I knew what Laurie was doing. No doubt she was just having a moment to confer with her sister about how she felt about what just happened, and the two of them would decide on how they would act from this moment. It was the kind of thing close sisters did.

They both stepped out of the bedroom, keeping the door shut after them as they came out. They were giggling and had a look on their faces like they were sharing a secret, and I had no doubt that they had said something about me, but I decided to just blow it off as Laurie needing to bond with her sister while we were having troubles. I looked at them, though, looking like wicked little girls and thought about how nice it would be to have them both at the same time. Oh, what an incredible yet impossible fantasy! I think they could tell from the look in my eyes as I stared at both their ample chests straining the fabric of the T Shirts they wore. They giggled and both kissed me on the cheek, Laurie on one side and Lisa on the other. For a moment, I thought maybe the moment could lead to something that I had fantasized about for ages. Lisa joked, *I think we just blew his mind." "Don't get any ideas, buster," Laurie said. "Two sisters is too much for you!" And they laughed and, disappointed as I was, I laughed it off too.