EroticReverie

Krystal Hart....Three Months Earlier

It was a coincidence that I'd chosen the house next door to Brendan Lively. A very lovely one too. I love my husband, but also needed something fresh and new, to keep me feeling alive. So, every few years, I have an affair. They're usually brief, a few months at most. Always with powerful men, rich men. Men that silence me with hush money and severance pay, when I screw them and then threaten to upend their lives and reputations. They silence me with sparkling letters of reccomendations for my next job, my next playground. 

Not all of them have been attractive, and only a few have been a decent fuck. But I could already tell Brendan Lively and his big dick would have me clawing at the fucking wall. I could tell the way his wife Leena looked at me, that she looked down at me. Little did she know, I'd make sure her husband looked down on me too while I sucked his cock , or when he was hovering over me pounding into me. He seemed madly in love with Leena, but every man can be seduced. It's just how you go about it. Some men like easy women, some like a chase. Some like you shy and timid, so they feel like THEY are the ones doing the seducing. I don't even like the men I've had affairs with. But that had changed now, with Brendan Lively. One look at him and knew. I'd make it more than an affair. The second I laid eyes on him from across the yard as we moved in, I already imagined confessing our love to one another. Then finding out, he was also my new boss? That just made my job even easier in seducing him. Uninterrupted time at the office? Away from my husband, away from his wife? Private physical therpay sessions where I could massage his neck to get out the kinks? Massage his thighs under the guise of just doing my job? Having my hand so close to his rich , thick cock? Arousing him "Accidentally" when my hand got too close? It'd be so simple. 

Leena Lively wouldn't be looking down on me then. Not when I sunk my claws into her husband and made him fall in love with me. 

Leena was nothing more than a twenty five year old trophy wife. Sure her skin was soft, her tits were natural, and her hair was longer, softer, shinier. Sure her eyes were a crystal blue, and she had naturally perfect teeth , other than the fact she probably got them whitened. I envied her youth, yes. Jealous? Maybe. But beauty doesn't equal brains. Ruining her marriage would be a thrill for me. 

-----Two months Earlier -------

"Thank you for the ride to work." I said with a smile as I sat in the passenger of one of Brendan Lively's many sports cars. I wonder how much he's truly worth, if I'd rather have the money than his love. We've become close over the past month. I've taken my time with him. I've done nothing too obvious that would give away my pursuit of him. But it was clear we had a connection, and that it was only getting stronger. Leena noticed it. Leena hated it. And that bit of knowledge sent me to bed every night with a small smile of victory on my face. 

Yesterday, I'd purposely skinny dipped in our pool. With David at work, and Leena at one of her vapid housewive friends houses, I'd enjoyed a swim, where I'd purposely stripped down on my patio slowly. Not paying attention to the fact Brendan was out on the upper balcony of his home, drinking and smoking a cigar. It was torture to not take one single look at him. But I could feel his eyes on me. My breasts. My stomach and thighs that I'd spent David's money on getting lipo. I might be thirty seven, but I know my body was just as good as his perfect little twenty five year old trophy wife. I may have paid for this body, but it was still mine, and I didnt have to look at Brendan to know he was watching me. If I wasnt sure yesterday, I was sure now as he seemed more tense than usual. I also didn't miss the way his eyes watched my legs as I slid them into the foot well of the car, or the way he watched the seat belt as I slid is between my breasts. 

"It's no problem." He'd said with a slight smile , and the faintest shift of his hips in his seat. Once his eyes were on the road, I let my eyes drift to the side, to his lap, and admired the way his pants hugged his cock. I wonder if he's jerked himself off to me yet. I bet he has. If i've pegged him right, he started beating off to me at least a week ago. After i'd bent over in my office in front of him. My skirt riding just high enough to give a peek of my thigh highs. I'd seen his eyes on my ass, and my legs when I'd turned around and caught him looking. The way he'd cleared his throat and looked away. 

As we drove to work, he was silent. I wonder if he was picturing me naked now that he knew what that looked like. 

When we pull into the parking garage, I make a show of checking my makeup in the mirror, to give him time to do the right thing and come open my door for me. He does. I smirk at myself in the mirror as the passenger side opens and he steps back. 

"Thank you, you didn't have to get my door." I say with a smile as I purposely slide one leg out at a time instead of modestly swinging both out and the same time. The dress I've worn today is loose around my upper legs, the hem going to my knee, but the fabric dips between my legs. I watch his eyes, they're between my legs as the fabric hangs between them. He looks at me, catching him watching and I smile and give the slightest lift of my brow. I take his hand as he holds it out and step out of the car. 

"I like your dress. You look nice." He says and I smile stepping aside and letting him close the door.  "I think Leena has the same dress." he says, covering up for himself with a lie.  Leena does not have this dress, it's four years old, and little miss princess Leena wouldnt dare be caught with an out of date designer dress. but I let him lie to me. Because it just means he was staring because he liked to look at me. I'd let him make an excuse for it, fine by me. 

"Thank you." I say and then he shuts the door and I stand there, cocking my head. 

"Is, something wrong Brendan?" I ask, pretending to be obvlious to the sexual tension between us. 

"I...well....yes." He sighs and I shakes his head. 

"Listen, I shouldn't tell you this....and...well....it's my own fault....yesterday...I....you...the pool...." 

I blink, feigning being a dumbass, cocking my head. Then gasping. I lift a hand to my mouth. 

"Oh, oh wow...I'm so embarrassed." I say, pretending to be ashamed of swimming naked in my own pool , at my own home. 

"don't be. You have no reason to be. You have every right to swim in the nude if you wish. I just, I thought I should be honest, and tell you that I saw it. I didn't mean to. I was sitting outside, I was already out there when you came out. I didn't realize you were going to...you know...take it all off." He sighs and looks at me. 

I bite my lip shyly, and force myself to blush. 

"I'm so sorry Brendan. I didnt mean to make you uncomfortable,  I wish I knew you were home, I never would have if I knew you were home." I say. 

"Again, don't apologize, if anything I should be the one apologizing." He said.

"You?" I laugh. "What do you have to apologize for?" 

He swallows. I wait. Say it. Say it. 

"For not looking away when I should have." He says quietly and looks to the side and then back at me. 

"Oh." i say, pretending to be surprised. Of course he didnt look away. Why would he? I paid good money for a body that was specifically crafted by surgeons for men like him to NOT look away. 

"It's nothing. We're adults. You've seen naked women. Seen one, you've seen em all , right?" I say and reach out and touch his arm and his eyes drop to the contact. My cunt aches from the sexual tension between us. 

"Not sure I've ever agreed with that saying. But sure." he says and I smile and drop my hand down his arm, then let my fingers linger a little before completely removing my touch.

"I'll be more careful. I'll, make sure next time, nobody is home." I say and he looks at me. 

His eyes go to my mouth, they drop briefly to my breasts. The few inches of cleavage the buttons undone allow him to see. His eyes lift back up after taking in the hard points of my nipples that have been tight and achy every since I slid into the car with him, and smelled his cologne filling the air. 

"I don't want things to be akward. But I had to tell you, it seemed like the right thing to do." He said and I smile and nod. 

"Of couse, no awkwardness, we can pretend it didnt happen, and I'll make sure next time I decide to parade around naked in my backyard that my neighbors arent subjected to an unwanted peep show." I laugh. 

"I...well...I don't mind. Like I said, it's your home. I just, maybe wouldn't do it if Leena is home. She'll go crazy if she finds out our gorgeous new neighbor is naked for her husband to see." He says and I feel my nipples perk even more, my pussy growing slick. 

He doesnt mind. Dont do it when Leena is home. He said nothing about him. Gorgeous nnew neighbor. 

"Gorgeous? A compliment coming from you Brendan. Thank you." I say and then nudge him playfully with my elbow. 

"Don't pretend like you don't know it." He says and I smile. Oh I do know it. 

I shrug. "It's still nice to hear. Sometimes I think David forgets I even exist with how little he looks at me. " 

"That's not true, he never takes his eyes off you." Brendan says and I smile. 

"I've had trouble a few times myself....even before...yesterday." He says and I want to throw myself on the hood of his car and spread my legs and tell him to fuck me. But I just force another blush.

"Well....I won't tell anyone you saw me naked." I say and he nods.

"In that case, I wont tell anyone I saw you naked." He says. 

"Good plan." I say with a nod. He smiles. His eyes dip down to my tits again, down my dress, to my legs and my heels. His eyes travel back up.

I stand there, smiling softly. Letting my lashes hit my cheeks and then looking back up at him. 

"We should get to work." I say softly. 

He nods. "We should."