The Pool Room Secret
For five years, Yami and Guillermo had a marriage built on stability and shared success. Guillermo, a driven businessman, had recently completed their dream home, adding a luxury gym, a sauna, and his crowning achievement: a private game room with a professional pool table. While Yami loved her husband, his obsession with the game often left her feeling like a ghost in her own home, especially when his friends gathered for marathon sessions of billiards and drinks.
Tired of being relegated to the role of the hostess—preparing snacks and keeping the drinks cold while Guillermo ignored her—Yami decided to play a dangerous game of her own. During one particular Saturday gathering, she dressed in provocative attire, wearing clothes that clung to every curve and left little to the imagination. She glided through the game room, feeling the hungry gazes of Guillermo’s friends, Roberto and Lucio, piercing through her skin. To her frustration, Guillermo remained oblivious, his eyes locked on the green felt of the table.
As the night deepened, the men drank heavily. Guillermo, succumbng to the alcohol, fell into a deep sleep on one of the guest cots. Yami, thinking she was alone, retreated to the master bedroom. She lay across the wide bed, semi-dressed and drifting into a light sleep, unaware that the door had been quietly unlocked.
The silence was broken by the sensation of warm hands parting her thighs. In the dim light, Yami assumed it was her husband finally paying attention to her. She arched her back, welcoming the touch, until a tongue began to lap at her most sensitive depths with a hunger that wasn’t Guillermo’s. When she reached up to touch the hair of the man, she felt curls instead of her husband’s straight locks. A firm weight pressed against her torso, and a voice whispered in her ear, “Relax, Yami. It’s Roberto… and Lucio. We’re going to give you exactly what you’ve been looking for.”
The shock lasted only a second before the pleasure took over. Yami had spent the afternoon teasing them, and now the tension snapped. She surrendered to the dual assault, her body reacting with a fervor she hadn’t felt in years. Roberto’s strength and Lucio’s precision left her breathless. She explored them with an enthusiasm that surprised her, alternating between tasting them and feeling them fill her completely. The betrayal was eclipsed by the raw, animalistic intensity of the encounter, leading her to request things she had never dared ask of her husband.
The aftermath brought a strange mix of guilt and exhilaration. When she later confessed the encounter to Guillermo, hoping to provoke a reaction, he simply smiled, dismissing it as a fantasy to stop his friends from visiting. However, the secret bond between Yami and the men had been sealed. The next Saturday, the game changed. This time, they brought a newcomer, a young man named Mauricio.
Yami found herself playing the role of a sensual mentor, guiding the novice Mauricio while Roberto and Lucio joined in. The experience was an explosion of sensation, culminating in a daring arrangement where she was filled from both sides while her mouth was occupied. Mauricio’s youthful stamina pushed her to limits she didn’t know existed, leaving her utterly spent and craving more.
Now, the pool games have become a cherished routine. Every Saturday, the trio arrives for billiards and betrayal. And during the week, Mauricio visits under the guise of “pool lessons,” ensuring that Yami is treated like an indecent queen in the quiet hours of the afternoon.