I had caught sight of him, the day my husband and I looked at the property. I hated the house and the location, it cost more than it should and well, I hated my life. As I drifted away from the conversation between Adam and the realtor Diana a tall leggy blond, went over to the large picture window. It was then when I saw his red SUV drive up, he got out and I felt the ground under me shift. I stood there sucking air as my husband and the realtor discussed the fine points of the house and the community. Glancing over I knew where it was all going. After five years of marriage to Adam I had little illusions let about it or him. I vaguely listened as they moved to another part of the house,voices deep in conversation as something or someone else had my attention. Mmmm I thought to myself as I stood there on that very hot summer day feeling a tad hotter than the weather,looking through the windows of a house that I didn't want to see something that I did want. He was tall, tan, with dark hair pulled back from his face in a long pony tail. With a body that suggested under his clothes promises that only he could make and keep. When he turned to face the house I was as if he knew I was there. I stepped back from the window into the shadows of the room as he took his sun glasses off and laid an unknowing claim to me... I wanted him.
Adam brought the house, and we moved in a week later. I had decided to make the best of the situation, thinking that it might help our marriage...right.
I was busy putting up curtains when I heard someone at the front. Assuming that it was one of the movers I open the window and leaned out since I really didn't want to stop what I was doing. What I saw stop me in my tracks. Damn he looked yummier close up and those eyes ... so blue. Again he had me sucking air as my nipples harden and pushed again the material of my bra and tee shirt. Then my clit woke up and well I almost creamed my panties. I was so into looking at him that I had missed what he had said after saying hello and strove to cover up my lack of attention...
"Wait we will be right down," I said as I move from the window thinking that he cut his hair!
Finding Adam standing in the middle of what was to be our living room on his cell phone. I stopped and moaned in frustration to myself assuming it was business I walked over to him and then I heard him laugh. His back was to me, he turned and saw the look on my face. He now knew that I knew. We just stood there amid the movers and the mess looking at each other. This had been going on a while putting on the social face of a happily married couple. We put on the social face and went to meet our new neighbor.
As Adam and Grayson made the introductions,I watched as they sized each other up. I know it's a man thing, but it was obvious to me that Grayson in spite of the male ritual he really wasn't paying Adam much attention. I could feel those startling blue eyes on me even in the briefest of glances. Capturing my interest in him and it had me wondering. After Grayson had left to run his errand,I wandered back into the house. To see the last of the movers leave and to a wall of boxes that needed unpacking.
"Honey, I have to go into work for a while. Why don't you just leave everything and have a hot bath in that monster of a tub in the master suite" Adam said as he walked out the door without looking back.
I listened to his car as it drove off and then to the silence of the house which I hated. Then that small voice inside of me spoke into the quiet of the room passing through and over my lips.
"This can't go on," I sighed aloud to an empty house... and myself.
Then I went into the kitchen in search for something to eat. I knew that Adam wouldn't be home anytime soon, I was pretty much left to my own devices. After staring at the inside of the double wide frig that I filled up that morning, I decided to order out ... a pizza with everything on it. I looked around for my computer and couldn't find it. Then as I went to find my smart phone I glanced out the window and saw that Grayson was home. Maybe he could give me the telephone number of a good pizza place?
I found my phone and walked across the street to his house. When I reached the front door was open, with just the screen door in place to keep the bugs out. Knocking lightly on the door frame and waited for Grayson to answer. As I stood there I thought I heard my name called. Then I heard it again and it was coming from inside the house. I stepped off the porch and looked up at the windows seeing that they were open. I opened the screen door calling Grayson as I did so.
The inside of the home was welcoming with is soft blue wall and white trim. The furniture was a mixture of things and styles that was ecollectic and charming. I wanted to see more than I heard my name again this time it was almost a scream. Looking around quickly I ran up the stairs following the voice that was now chanting my name. Reaching the door of the bedroom I walked in without thinking with any thought to what was on the other side of the door.
I noticed the clothes lying on the floor and heard the shower running all about the same time, and then it all was puncher by a deep moaning of my name. Goose pimples broke out on my exposed skin as my brain tried to register what was going on. Walking toward the bathroom I felt a warm dampness began to gather between my thighs turning my shorts and panties into a second skin. Reach the door of the bathroom a thick cloud of steam rolling out to greet me. As it clearing I could make out that someone was lying on the floor of the glass enclosed shower that dominated the bathroom. Then I heard my name said again as it echoed off the walls of the bathroom. I closed my eyes and fell into the sound and feeling of my name being ... mmm worshipped. Then the glass door slid open, and I looked down into those startling blue eyes again as he said my name.
Grayson at that moment was every female's ideal of a wet dream...He was wet, naked, and coming out of what must have been an amazing orgasm as he looked up at me. I couldn't move all I could do was stand there and feeling myself losing ground with each breath he took as his orgasm rocked his body. Pulling my gaze from his I looked down his body and flooded my pantie and short as I did so. I think I heard myself say OH GOD! Now I was the one moaning.
Grayson finally found the strength to get off the shower floor turning off the water as he left. I moved out of his way in fear of touching him.... I couldn't, I just couldn't. At least ten years older and married, I thought as I slammed myself up against the adjacent wall as he walked by into his bedroom. He was naked muscular and wet. I could see the steam rising off his body as he stood there drying himself off. Grayson didn't look at me, he just acted like I wasn't there ... no ... that wrong! He was waiting for me to make the next move... So I did.
I walked up to Grayson and stood there letting his recognize my presence. When he stopped drying himself I took the towel from him and started drying his back. As I patted him dry,I let myself acknowledge what was under my hands. Tracing his define muscles with my hands and finger tips, that were joined by my lips and tongue. I licked the moisture from his skin and added my own as I did so. Grayson moaned his pleasure as he arched his back and tightened his butt muscles as I worked my way up and down his body. Then before I knew it Grayson turned to face me and he pulled against his body. There was a brief shock as I felt the water from his body dampened my tee shirt and bra and my nipples hit is chest. I was the one now who was arching their back in pleasure as I pressed the front of me into him. Now to see him naked before me was beyond anything I could have imagined and it frightens me to my core. My thighs trembled with the wanting him from the moment I laid eyes on him. He was so much younger than me and I am married were my reasons; why this was wrong run around him my head. As he held me against him, I felt my heart beating in time to his and I watched as the blue of his eyed deepened with passion. Then his lips touched mine and my reserves and doubts were forgotten as I...as we melted into the kiss.
The kiss was like fuel on a smoldering fire as I tried to consume him with my lips, my mouth my tongue. Kissing and licking every part of him I could reach before sliding down the front of his damp body to knell at his feet. I somehow got him to sit on the bed then the next thing I knew I was sucking his cock into my mouth. I bath his cock with my tongue tasting the musty sweet vanilla that was him. He was trimmed, not clean shaven, so I ran my fingers through the soft black hair that was there. While massaging the hair covered pubic mound with my fingers, I sucked as much of his cock down my throat as I could then held him there. Letting the wet, pulsating warmness of my mouth surround him with pleasure and the hint of more to come I held in me.
Looking down into her eyes as she looked up at me, with as much of my cock as she could take in her mouth, I kept telling myself this is a dream... Then I felt her throat muscles wrap around me and I was hers. Grace sucked me as I fucked her mouth, sliding in and out of her beautiful demanding mouth. I could feel things happening I had never experienced before. .. My God! It was like I was feeding her me... Like hungry child seeing milk from a nipple she sucked at me and I feed her. I held on to her head sinking my fingers into her soft curls to steady her as she sucked and I fucked. Then I felt it and knew that this time it would be different in more ways than one. My body tightened and released all at the same time as my blood roared in my ears...I seemed to go blind and deaf at the same time as I lost control of my body fire cum into Grace's mouth. I tried to scream. But nothing came out other than the tears that ran down my face and cum that I shot into Grace's mouth.
When the world came back into focus and my body was mine again,I saw that Grace was gone. Lying back onto the bed now damp with sweat I thought of Grace and how I was going to end her marriage.