She Is 6
Copyright© 2026 by RogueTen
Chapter 10
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 10 - A saintly yoga wife, her burned-out "nice guy" husband, and a creepy basement janitor slip into one messed-up loop of lust, guilt and voyeurism. This isn’t about cheating, it’s about something worse: when you suddenly realize it turns you on to see your perfect little world get dragged through the mud – and you don’t want it to stop.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband RAAC DomSub Humiliation Light Bond Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Swinging Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Oriental Male White Couple Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Spitting Squirting Voyeurism Public Sex Prostitution
The next day Yuri didn’t go to work. Though he told his wife he would. In general, he was strange.
He climbed up onto the low ledge that served as a boundary near their building and hid in the bushes. And he simply sat there, hoping no one would see him.
Nervously, he watched the immigrant janitor sweeping the street. Images of the old man fucking Ann flickered through Yuri’s mind like bullets from an automatic. Yuri himself didn’t know what he was doing. He just couldn’t do anything. He couldn’t work and live as usual while his wife might be cheating on him.
So, he sat like a madman in the shrubs. A man in an expensive suit. A bank director. That’s what Omar had reduced him to.
Yuri hoped to see something. But what? He didn’t know. Something connected to his wife and the janitor.
But noon approached and nothing happened. Worse, the view from the bushes didn’t cover the whole building, and Yuri found himself calling himself an idiot more and more often. The old man, out of sight, could be meeting Annette.
But Yuri soothed himself with the thought that if Annette came outside, he would see. He had a line of sight to the entrance and to their apartment window.
He could have sat there all day and still seen nothing. But for those who have suffered a lot, fate always smiles sooner or later.
Annette came out.
She walked up with a smile to the old man, who was emptying the trash bins. Yuri gripped the branches of the bush, watching his wife and her “lover.” He saw how the smile slid off her face almost at once. How she said something, displeased. The old man answered, embarrassed, head lowered.
Then Annette suddenly shoved him in the shoulder. Yuri hadn’t expected that from his wife. Ann had never allowed herself anything like it.
“Are you kidding me?!” she said loudly. “What do you even want, then?! I’ve done so much already and it’s all for nothing?!”
Instead of answering, the old man suddenly bent over, clutching his stomach. Annette froze, grabbed his shoulders -- then jerked her hands back and began shaking them. His work uniform was filthy.
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