Temptation Castle

As he looked through the galleries, he stopped kidding himself. He got up and went to the bathroom and returned with a wad of tissues and then unzipped himself and sat down at the machine. He scrolled to the video of Mart masturbating and joined in. By the time he was really keyed up, he switched to the DVD he’d found of Mart actually fucking a guy, and he watched that. Rod came at nearly the same time that Mart’s partner came on the screen. Perhaps if he had not had that dream this afternoon, he might have denied himself this forbidden pleasure. But the dream had gone farther than either the video or the DVD did—he convinced himself he had felt the creature’s cock inside him, even though he knew this really wasn’t possible with dreams. But it was all becoming so real and tempting for Ron, and his resolve was beginning to dissolve.

Of course when Ron drove away from the lake house early the next afternoon, he didn’t take the alternative route to the city. Of course he drove straight to Temptation Castle and parked in the lot behind the building, out of sight of the road, rather than in the front lot where they had parked the previous day. He told himself that he might not have done that if Sally hadn’t bugged him again the previous night to have a sexy photo made for her. But he knew, really, that he would have stopped there anyway. It was good to have Sally to blame for all of this—but it was an empty excuse. He knew he’d be betraying his wife, and he knew she would recognize the difference between having a sexy photo shot and living a sex experience in the process.

Ron had pulled into a spot between two cars and gotten out before he stopped, in shock, and realized that he had parked next to Phil’s car. If Phil had said he was stopping here last evening to go to the gym, why was his car still here on Sunday afternoon? Ron hastily got back in his car and parked it well away from Phil’s Mercedes—where, he hoped, Phil wouldn’t see it if he left before Ron did.

Although if Phil did see him, it would be Phil who should be embarrassed, not his brother-in-law, Ron thought. Phil knew Sally had bugged Ron to stop here for a photo session. Phil, however, had no plausible reason to be here—at least not today. He said he had to be down in the city working today.

For the first time Ron considered Susan’s marriage to Phil. He had always thought Phil to be much too slick for Susan. The first plausible reason that popped into Ron’s mind was that Phil had something on the side—and that she was up here at the lake. It had really been Phil’s suggestion that had brought them to the lake for the summer. For some reason this possibility lifted a burden off Ron’s shoulders. Phil no longer had a reason to look down his nose at his brother-in-law, Ron now felt. Now Ron had something on Phil. Not that he could be sure, of course, and not that he could really do anything about it.