I lay on a lounge chair by an empty pool as two strong men arranged me into different poses. The overwhelming sensations were like nothing I'd ever felt before, and I couldn't help tensing. My back arched and trembled before collapsing again.Before losing consciousness, I thought, "I'm sorry, honey!"…My name was Tracy Sandler, and I'd recently gotten married. When I thought about it, I realized that the first time I came close to having an affair happened under my husband, Chuck Bowden's orchestration.There was a period when he was addicted to a game. He used a female character and often pretended to be a woman to ask the bigwigs in our city for tools and weapons.Once, this backfired on him. The person he asked for help insisted on having a video call to prove he was the person he pretended to be. Otherwise, he wouldn't help anymore.Only then did I find out Chuck had been using my photos to trick these people. He kept begging me to agree to the video call so he wouldn't blo
Just like that, I would sneakily look at the photos and videos the stranger sent to me after Chuck fell asleep. I felt like I'd lost my mind—I was a shameless hussy who desired to be conquered by a strong man. I allowed my fantasies to run wild as I stared at his photos.I learned his name from the videos he'd sent me of various women begging him to go harder and faster—Tom Young.I thought he and I were just two parallel lines that would never cross each other's paths. I never would've expected the impossible to happen.At the time, I'd just learned how to swim and was obsessed with it. Unfortunately, the pool I regularly went to was closed for renovations. I had no choice but to switch to another one.I saw that I was alone when I arrived. I hesitated before changing into a white bikini that I'd just bought. There wasn't anyone else around, so I didn't think there was anything wrong with dressing a little sexily.I was happily swimming when I noticed a handsome young man come ou
The sudden warmth down there made me panic. I kicked my legs and reached down to grab Tom's hand. I was horny for a man, but this was still cheating. I couldn't just go ahead with it like that—I wasn't crazy enough to get naked with another man yet!Tom chuckled and smacked my butt. Then, he let me go and allowed me to get out of the pool. I turned and headed to the stairs. I was about to climb up when he pressed his hand to the bottom of my spine.I yelped and covered myself before turning to glare at him. "Pervert!"Then, I ran to the female changing room. As I showered, I couldn't help berating myself for being dumb. Why had I insisted on coming to the pool when it was already so late at night? I'd even been happy to see that I was alone. I thought it was the perfect chance for me to swim in peace.I thought about Tom's touch as the water ran over my body. I also thought about how Chuck had neglected me. For a moment, I was in turmoil. I started thinking that it was Chuck's faul
Tom didn't do as I said. Instead, he leaned down to kiss me. He plunged his tongue into my mouth and explored every inch of it. It didn't take long for him to turn me into a mindless pile of goo.He clucked his tongue when he saw me like this. "You don't hold out for long, do you? You're gorgeous, and you have a smoking body. Someone like you shouldn't be this shy—a man should constantly shower you with his love and attention. How are you so weak when it comes to being teased? It looks like your husband is pretty bad at this."I moaned softly, which was an indirect agreement. Still, I used the last of my willpower to say, "Give me some time. I'm not ready for this."To someone like Tom, who thoroughly enjoyed teasing and flirting with other women, constant rejection wouldn't get him to stop. But if he could have some snacks before the proper meal, he would feel like his prey was right before him. He would choose to stop hunting to enjoy the pleasure of watching his prey walk into hi
I flushed without saying anything. I didn't resist as Tom sneaked his hands underneath my bikini."The swimming center needs a promotional poster. You have such a great figure—how about you model for me?" he asked.I rejected him, but he kissed me silly, and I dazedly agreed. If only Chuck was half as good as him at kissing…Tom carried me out of the pool and grabbed a camera. He said, "We might as well do it today since we have everything we need."I said shyly, "I've never modeled, though. I don't know anything about posing or how I should look."He tugged on my legs. "That's not an issue. All you need to do is follow my lead."I shyly spread my legs and arched my waist while placing my hands on the floor. Tom held the camera from below and took an upward-facing shot of my chest. "Not bad. Let's try a few other poses. It'll be easier to pick later."I followed his instructions and squeezed my chest, showing off my cleavage. However, he said my expression was off. He told me to
I slept with Tom under the influence of alcohol. Ultimately, I'd eaten the forbidden fruit.The night of wildness made way for the light of day. When I woke up and saw Tom still soundly asleep beside me, I hastily got dressed and fled the hotel.As much as I'd been pleasured last night, it was time to wake up from my dream. I descended into a pit of despair and fear.I'd cheated on Chuck. What was I going to do?On my way home, I checked my phone for unread messages or missed calls. I saw that Chuck had only called me twice in the wee hours of the night. Then, he'd sent me a message that read, "I'm going to bed. Turn off the lights when you get back."On one hand, I was upset that he was so unconcerned about me. On the other hand, I was glad he didn't pay attention to these things. I was in turmoil; I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.I took the elevator up while feeling anxious. I felt my heart slowly climb to my throat as the elevator headed up. When it stopped, my heart
It turned out Chuck had borrowed a lot of money from Tom to top-up in-game. He'd borrowed at least ten thousand dollars. Tom had asked Chuck to repay him, but Chuck had dragged things out for as long as possible.One day, Tom had noticed me and wanted to have me. He told Chuck that he could forgo the debt as long as Chuck was willing to "share" me.So, Chuck had been lying when first asking me to have that video call with Tom. It was a way for Tom to examine the goods and see whether he was interested. If he was satisfied with me, Chuck would act like he had no idea Tom was flirting with me and chatting me up. He couldn't object to whatever happened between Tom and me.I quickly pieced the truth together. I turned to look at Chuck, who was sound asleep. The guilt I'd felt earlier had disappeared.To think I'd tormented myself over cheating on him—he'd been fully aware of it happening! This was enough to put me on the verge of a breakdown. It looked like this marriage couldn't go on
Tom was done showering in the blink of an eye. He came out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.I forced a smile and hid my phone underneath the pillow. Then, I held out my hands and said, "Your abs are amazing. Can you let me touch them before we start?"No man could resist a woman's admiration for his body, especially his abs. Even if he'd already heard countless compliments on them, he still couldn't help drowning in a woman's love for his looks. The same applied to women. They couldn't help feeling pleased when men complimented them on their looks.Tom sat by the bed and turned to let me touch him. He teased, "I'll let you touch me now, but be warned—when it's my turn, I'll touch you twice as much."I couldn't drag things out for too long like this, so I retracted my hands and snuggled under the sheets again. I said coquettishly, "I'm not going to touch you anymore, then."He snickered and said, "What's done is done—you're not getting out of this.
It turned out Chuck had borrowed a lot of money from Tom to top-up in-game. He'd borrowed at least ten thousand dollars. Tom had asked Chuck to repay him, but Chuck had dragged things out for as long as possible.One day, Tom had noticed me and wanted to have me. He told Chuck that he could forgo the debt as long as Chuck was willing to "share" me.So, Chuck had been lying when first asking me to have that video call with Tom. It was a way for Tom to examine the goods and see whether he was interested. If he was satisfied with me, Chuck would act like he had no idea Tom was flirting with me and chatting me up. He couldn't object to whatever happened between Tom and me.I quickly pieced the truth together. I turned to look at Chuck, who was sound asleep. The guilt I'd felt earlier had disappeared.To think I'd tormented myself over cheating on him—he'd been fully aware of it happening! This was enough to put me on the verge of a breakdown. It looked like this marriage couldn't go on
I slept with Tom under the influence of alcohol. Ultimately, I'd eaten the forbidden fruit.The night of wildness made way for the light of day. When I woke up and saw Tom still soundly asleep beside me, I hastily got dressed and fled the hotel.As much as I'd been pleasured last night, it was time to wake up from my dream. I descended into a pit of despair and fear.I'd cheated on Chuck. What was I going to do?On my way home, I checked my phone for unread messages or missed calls. I saw that Chuck had only called me twice in the wee hours of the night. Then, he'd sent me a message that read, "I'm going to bed. Turn off the lights when you get back."On one hand, I was upset that he was so unconcerned about me. On the other hand, I was glad he didn't pay attention to these things. I was in turmoil; I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.I took the elevator up while feeling anxious. I felt my heart slowly climb to my throat as the elevator headed up. When it stopped, my heart
I flushed without saying anything. I didn't resist as Tom sneaked his hands underneath my bikini."The swimming center needs a promotional poster. You have such a great figure—how about you model for me?" he asked.I rejected him, but he kissed me silly, and I dazedly agreed. If only Chuck was half as good as him at kissing…Tom carried me out of the pool and grabbed a camera. He said, "We might as well do it today since we have everything we need."I said shyly, "I've never modeled, though. I don't know anything about posing or how I should look."He tugged on my legs. "That's not an issue. All you need to do is follow my lead."I shyly spread my legs and arched my waist while placing my hands on the floor. Tom held the camera from below and took an upward-facing shot of my chest. "Not bad. Let's try a few other poses. It'll be easier to pick later."I followed his instructions and squeezed my chest, showing off my cleavage. However, he said my expression was off. He told me to
Tom didn't do as I said. Instead, he leaned down to kiss me. He plunged his tongue into my mouth and explored every inch of it. It didn't take long for him to turn me into a mindless pile of goo.He clucked his tongue when he saw me like this. "You don't hold out for long, do you? You're gorgeous, and you have a smoking body. Someone like you shouldn't be this shy—a man should constantly shower you with his love and attention. How are you so weak when it comes to being teased? It looks like your husband is pretty bad at this."I moaned softly, which was an indirect agreement. Still, I used the last of my willpower to say, "Give me some time. I'm not ready for this."To someone like Tom, who thoroughly enjoyed teasing and flirting with other women, constant rejection wouldn't get him to stop. But if he could have some snacks before the proper meal, he would feel like his prey was right before him. He would choose to stop hunting to enjoy the pleasure of watching his prey walk into hi
The sudden warmth down there made me panic. I kicked my legs and reached down to grab Tom's hand. I was horny for a man, but this was still cheating. I couldn't just go ahead with it like that—I wasn't crazy enough to get naked with another man yet!Tom chuckled and smacked my butt. Then, he let me go and allowed me to get out of the pool. I turned and headed to the stairs. I was about to climb up when he pressed his hand to the bottom of my spine.I yelped and covered myself before turning to glare at him. "Pervert!"Then, I ran to the female changing room. As I showered, I couldn't help berating myself for being dumb. Why had I insisted on coming to the pool when it was already so late at night? I'd even been happy to see that I was alone. I thought it was the perfect chance for me to swim in peace.I thought about Tom's touch as the water ran over my body. I also thought about how Chuck had neglected me. For a moment, I was in turmoil. I started thinking that it was Chuck's faul
Just like that, I would sneakily look at the photos and videos the stranger sent to me after Chuck fell asleep. I felt like I'd lost my mind—I was a shameless hussy who desired to be conquered by a strong man. I allowed my fantasies to run wild as I stared at his photos.I learned his name from the videos he'd sent me of various women begging him to go harder and faster—Tom Young.I thought he and I were just two parallel lines that would never cross each other's paths. I never would've expected the impossible to happen.At the time, I'd just learned how to swim and was obsessed with it. Unfortunately, the pool I regularly went to was closed for renovations. I had no choice but to switch to another one.I saw that I was alone when I arrived. I hesitated before changing into a white bikini that I'd just bought. There wasn't anyone else around, so I didn't think there was anything wrong with dressing a little sexily.I was happily swimming when I noticed a handsome young man come ou
I lay on a lounge chair by an empty pool as two strong men arranged me into different poses. The overwhelming sensations were like nothing I'd ever felt before, and I couldn't help tensing. My back arched and trembled before collapsing again.Before losing consciousness, I thought, "I'm sorry, honey!"…My name was Tracy Sandler, and I'd recently gotten married. When I thought about it, I realized that the first time I came close to having an affair happened under my husband, Chuck Bowden's orchestration.There was a period when he was addicted to a game. He used a female character and often pretended to be a woman to ask the bigwigs in our city for tools and weapons.Once, this backfired on him. The person he asked for help insisted on having a video call to prove he was the person he pretended to be. Otherwise, he wouldn't help anymore.Only then did I find out Chuck had been using my photos to trick these people. He kept begging me to agree to the video call so he wouldn't blo