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We spent the rest of the day talking about Ben’s
experiences at school, his girlfriend, and how much Jada had grown as we
changed the curtain rods that Joe would never notice, then went out looking for
more curtains to put up.

I’d already bought curtains, which is part of the reason
Joe’s words had stung this morning, but needed some for Jada’s room and the
living room as well.

Ben was helpful, did as I asked, and when we were done
changing curtains we went for a swim.

I was tempted to make it far more than a swim but Ben had
to help his dad with some things around the house and I needed to prepare
dinner for Joe.

I didn’t bother to change the sheets, it’s not like Joe
would notice anything there either.

Besides, I wanted to linger in them later remembering what
I’d done there earlier that day.

Joe came home and I fed him his dinner. He looked tired,
worn out, and guilty. He knew he had done wrong by leading me on.

I just let it go though. Let him do what he pleased, I
thought, I’m going to do exactly what I want to.

He slinked off to his office after praising dinner without
mentioning the curtains.

I sat at the table, drinking a glass of wine, and for a
moment I felt bad for what I’d been doing that day.

I’d worried in the minutes before Joe came home. I’d
rushed through a shower to remove any scent that may linger on my skin from Ben
and redid my hair and makeup.

But maybe I was doing something stupid like smiling
without knowing it or maybe my skin was glowing?

From the way Joe was hiding in his office I suspected I’d
given nothing away.

I looked out the glass doors in the kitchen to the pool
and saw Ben’s underwear, still wet, resting on one of the loungers.

I went out to the pool, and kicked the telltale garment
under the lounger before slipping off my dress to swim naked under the stars.

Knowing it was going to take forever to dry my hair but
not caring right now I floated in the water and considered my actions fully.

I was having an affair with a much younger man. A man with
incredible brown eyes, a gorgeous grin, and a body made for touching and
tasting.

But upstairs, in a dark room, playing online poker, sat my
husband. The man I’d promised to cherish and love.

I think I still love him, he was the father of my child
and all of that but did I really love him?

I wasn’t sure anymore. Part of that was down to how he
treated me. Okay, a
lot
of that was down to how he treated me.

I was a convenience for Joe, a caretaker for him and Jada.
My feelings weren’t important.

I knew this because he never asked my opinion, he never
asked me how I felt or what I wanted.

Joe used to be very attentive, very sexual, very loving,
he was perfect and gorgeous, and mine.

That all changed when Jada came along. But he couldn’t
blame it on viewing the childbirth, he’d been in Vegas with a client for that
happy occasion.

No, being parents had turned Joe into an old man and me
into a complacent woman, much too afraid of making waves to say anything.

I’d seen it in my own friend’s marriages, though each
couple handled it differently. Most seemed to turn to affairs, both the wives
and husbands, so perhaps it was hardly shocking that I’d gone down that path
myself.

Going back into my house I went up to dry my hair then go
to bed. Later, as I rested under the covers, I knew tomorrow was going to see
me doing the same exact things with Ben, whether I felt pangs of guilt or not.
The man was too much temptation to resist.

 Two days later Ben and I were in the living room painting
the ceiling when Joe came home. We’d been fucking in the floor not ten minutes
earlier.

I hid a grin as Joe came in and asked where his suitcases
were.

“I left them in the closet darling. You’re all packed and
everything on your list was packed. Now you have a good time, sweetie, and
enjoy your break.” I said with a peck to his cheek.

Joe had come home from work and was leaving right away. He
had to leave soon if he was going to catch his plane.

“Alright. But you know, you should plan something for
yourself while I’m gone. Maybe fly down to the Bahamas or something. Anyway,
I’ll send you a text later, let you know I landed.”

“Don’t worry dear, I’ll find a way to keep myself busy.” I
promised with a straight face as he walked out the door, suitcases stacked and
rolling behind him.

“Goodbye, Mr. Robins, I’ll keep an eye on her for you.”
Ben called after Joe’s retreating back, waving his paintbrush filled hand.

I watched out the window as Joe loaded his car and then drove
away, never even looking back as he did so.

“Well, that’s that then. I have the house to myself for
three days. What do you suggest I do to fill my time?” I asked Ben as he came
at me with a paintbrush.

I had on an old t-shirt; my hair knotted at my neck, with
a pair of raggedy old denim shorts on.

“I think we can find a few things to fill your time with.”
Ben said as he placed a streak of beige paint down my nose.

“Oh, I’m more than certain we can find a way to fill the
time.” I replied, pulling his tight t-shirt over his head as I dropped my own
paintbrush, eager to get his hammer in my mouth.

Ben’s hands, covered in paint after he grabbed the brush
with his other hand by accident, pulled at my clothes and before I knew it we
were on the floor and naked.

Ben covered me in paint as the sun went down and the lamp in
the living room cast a soft glow over the room.

Ben’s strong, powerful hands traced along my body, drawing
in shapes along my body.

He painted a spiral around my breasts, the circles growing
tighter and smaller as he grew closer to my nipples. He tweaked the buds before
moving on to my stomach, another spiral that he demolished when he placed his
hand over my flat belly.

Then he knelt over me as his fingers stroked long lines down
my thighs.

We were both covered in the paint so I took him with me to a
shower we had in the downstairs bathroom and we sprayed each other clean before
using the soap to make our strokes slick and slippery.

After Ben had assured himself he’d removed all of the
non-toxic paint from my body he lifted me in his arms, his mouth covering mine
as he pushed me against the wall of the shower.

His wet cock slid into my silken pussy, and we breathed into
each other’s mouths, our eyes locked together, as he held me pinned to the
wall.

My breath caught in my throat and my lips parted, awaiting
his kiss but Ben chose to tease me instead, moving his mouth before our lips
met.

I made a pouting noise and he gave in, nipping at my lip
with his teeth as he moved inside of me slowly.

As his lips sank into mine Ben increased his thrusts, and my
happiness exploded.

Now all was well. Ben was inside of me again.

“Yes!” I cried out as he thrust away at me, our bodies
entangled.

I could feel the heat of his skin on mine and looking into
the mirror on the other end of the shower, designed to never fog up, I saw how
his back muscles moved, how his ass clenched, every time he thrusted and
released.

I loved watching Ben’s back as he fucked me and I wanted to
stay like this forever.

Ben’s pants grew more desperate, his movements faster as he
neared his climax and I wanted to join him.

Ben was being selfish this time, or perhaps I’d spent far
too much time admiring his back and not enough concentrating on fucking,
because he started to come long before I was ready for him.

He pulled out of me before the first shot left his cock and
his hand flew over his own flesh as he emptied himself against my belly.

“We have all night.” I told him as he looked at me with
disappointment.

“I know but I hate when I can’t wait.” He told me.

“It’s okay, Ben, really babe. Even older men sometimes can’t
hold back.”

“Especially when the pussy is as good as yours, I guess.”
Ben said with a cocky grin.

“
Especially
when the pussy is as good as mine, Ben.
But isn’t your girlfriend’s just as good?” I asked, wondering how the younger
woman compared.

I wasn’t jealous of the woman, only curious. I knew this was
likely only a puppy-love thing for Ben and his girlfriend, but I still wondered
what she was like if she’d caught Ben’s interest.

“May I brush your hair out? I’ve been thinking about it all
week?” Ben stalled the question for a moment as I sat down in the sitting room
of our home, separate from the living room. I handed Ben the brush and he
started talking.

“Amber is cute, sexy, but she tries so hard to be something
she’s not. Her hair isn’t naturally blond, she has it colored, and though she
had beautiful green eyes she wants to have blue eyes. She’s even talked about
having that surgery to change the color of her eyes.” Ben said, brushing my
hair with gentle strokes.

“So she has no confidence?” I prompted.

“Not like you. I like your maturity too. Amber is still too
timid to demand what she wants in bed.” Ben complained.

“That will change in time and if you guide her, Ben.
Sometimes we women need to know our man is willing to listen.” I instructed,
enjoying having my hair brushed.

Ben was about to respond but his phone started emitting an
annoying loud chirp and he went over to see what the notification meant.

“Fuck.” Ben said as he read the message.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him, concerned.

“It’s Amber. She says she’s driving down in the morning and
won’t be stopped. Apparently I’ve been ignoring her and she’s not having it
anymore.”

“Have you?” I asked him, going to kneel in front of him.

As I tugged at the towel around his waist Ben dropped his
phone and dug his hands into my hair.

“Yes, but fuck me, who wouldn’t when you have such a
fuckable mouth?” Ben gasped out as I swallowed him.

But what was I going to do about his girlfriend, I’ll worry
about it later, I thought as Ben gasped again, distracting me from his news.

The End of Book 2
of 5

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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five

“Put your phone away, Ben.” I whispered to my young lover as
I distracted him with my mouth.

“Emily!” He gasped, his hands tightening in my hair, holding
my head still is my tongue worked on him.

“Don’t stop!” Ben whispered as I continued to administer a
very skillful tongue-lashing to his most sensitive part.

“I have to have you, Emily!” He said as he pulled my head
away from his lap and pulled me over him.

I went willingly but with a pout. I loved having Ben in my
mouth.

The way he shivered and moaned gave me a feeling of power,
of pleasure, that made my own body ache for attention.

There was a condom between our flesh but little more as I
slid down over his hard flesh, and I gave a shiver of pleasure as he filled me.

Ben’s firm hands guided my hips, showing me how he wanted me
to move. He was leaning up against my headboard and I bent forward to kiss him,
our tongues tangling in a slow dance.

I rode Ben slow and easy, letting the pleasure build, slowly
filling my body and my head with a heat that I’d rarely felt.

He pulled back, looking into my eyes as his hands moved,
easing around to cup my bottom. He squeezed the globes together and I felt a
thrill of pleasure.

“More.” I demanded of him.

He just grinned and moved his fingers between the globes,
tapping at the tight bud he found there.

The fingers of his right hand slid up to my other opening,
gathering my silky moisture up before moving back to probe at me again.

This time his fingertip popped in and I held my breath,
tensing my bottom up until I felt his finger slide in as my muscles relaxed on
their own, taking him in deeper.

“Would you like to try that, Ben?” I asked, the pleasure
almost stealing my breath away but I wanted to hear him talking to me.

“I’ve never done it before but I’ve heard it’s great.” Ben said
after clearing his throat.

I didn’t stop my movements and made him gasp by clenching my
internal muscles around his hard length.

“What was that?” he asked as I did it once more.

“Just a trick any woman should know.” I said in a low tone,
my voice now a toll to entrance him with.

“All women can do that?” he asked, his brow knitted in
concentration as he thrust into me, his finger still in my ass, thrusting as
well.

My nipples tightened once more as my body prepared to spasm,
to break loose from its chains, and I gasped out my pleasure at being fucked in
both holes.

“Yes!” I cried out in answer and in pleasure as I felt the
ripples storm through my body, my nails digging into Ben’s shoulders as the
muscles deep inside of me grasped at Ben’s cock, a movement that could not be
mistaken.

“It is so beautiful watching you come like that. I’m jealous
of just how awesome it looks. I don’t know if we feel it the same way or not.”
Ben said as I came back to reality, kissing my ear as I rested my head on his
shoulders.

I perked up at Ben’s comment, thinking on how some men, not
just gay men but straight men as well, advocated prostate stimulation and there
was only one way I could think of to best do that.

“Do you trust me, Ben?” I asked as I slid down his body, his
cock like a rock between us.

“Yes, why?” he asked, curiosity in his voice.

“If I told you I could give you the best orgasm of your life
but you have to let me do things you might freak out about would you let me?” I
finally asked.

“Oh,  I think I know where this is going, and if you’re
gentle, sure. I’m open to whatever you want to do, Emily.” Ben finally said.

It was all I could do to stop myself from clapping my hands
and squealing in glee as Ben consented.

I got up on my hands and knees and reached into the drawer
of my nightstand. I pulled out a long but slim vibrator and a bottle of
lubricant.

Going back to my lover I knelt over him taking his cock in
hand. I poured some of the lubricant on him and he gave a delighted moan.

Running my hand up and down his length I heard his breath
catch as his head fell back.

Good.

He was enjoying this part.

I let my lubricated hand slide down, over his balls, and
down to the skin below.

I began massaging as I let my fingers sink lower, to his own
tight little bud hidden away in the darkness.

I drizzled more lubricant on my hand, letting the slim
vibrator get covered in the liquid as I eased my hand back to his ass.

With my other hand I massaged Ben’s cock again as I flicked
on the vibrator. Holding it to Ben’s opening I felt him tense before he relaxed
again.

“Go easy.” He told me.

“I will, lover. You’re new to this, I know.” I assured him
as I turned the vibrator.

Only the tip went in at first. Ben’s face was like stone, I
couldn’t tell what he was thinking or feeling.

But then the vibrator with a wide base, slipped in further
and his hips jerked, his cock surging through my grasping fingers.

“Oh fuck, Emily!” Ben said.

But then I started to tease his cock with my slick fingers
again and he forgot what he was about to say.

I left the vibrator in place and stroked Ben as his hips
jerked and he forgot how to breathe correctly.

His breaths came in gasps and jerks as his hips twisted
beneath me, his back actually arching as he tightened his ass muscles around
the vibrator.

Apparently my lover liked this form of play.

And then he started to come. A deep throated cry wrenched
from Ben’s throat as his face tensed, his jaw clenched, and his seed erupted
from his cock with a force I’ve never seen before.

Some landed on my tits as I jerked him off, some on my chin.
The rest went somewhere but I never did find it.

I looked at Ben with delight, waiting on some indication.

“We’re going to call that little helper your special finger,
and we’re going to be doing that lots more in the future.” He said once he’d
caught his breath.

My grin grew as I turned the vibrator off and pulled it out
of his body.

Oh yes, we had lots to explore before it was all said and
done.