The Affair part 1
written by:
jwdoney

Despite the title, this is my take on another side of fading romance, infidelity and second chances. This will be a long story despite the initial flood of drama, and will take many parts to unfold, so be patient and never assume what comes next... I love surprises and twists. This is a work of fiction, does not describe or depict anyone in particular, and is not meant to offend anyone at all. I do not advocate any of the actions, behaviors or conversations described in this story. It is entirely coincidental that part 4 of CAITLIN was written at the same time as this, the stories and content are not related at all. Any people, place, names, products or events mentioned are done so without permission or endorsement. This is a work of fiction.

My name is Rebecca and I am 40 years old, in pretty good shape for my age and married with one daughter in college. I am a photographer with my own small studio, and I also do taxes and accounting part time. We live in a mid sized town where my husband is the manager of a local well known cellular service provider store. Our town is mostly quiet and everyone knows everyone and we're all pretty much happy. I have shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes and mostly a shapely body. I could use to run more or go to the gym more often, but I still get hit on and flirted with at 40, so I must be okay. My husband Jake is my best friend and we have been together since high school. We went to the prom, were each other's first lovers and got married after college. He's everything to me, but over time our lust and romance has faded into an occasional date night and random kisses goodbye or hello. We maybe have sex twice a week and don't even shower together anymore. He compliments me, flirts with me, tells me how beautiful I am, and pays a fair amount of attention to me... but there's no lust and very little sex... and I don't know why.

It had been a long day and I was sitting at the breakfast bar staring at my phone when Jake came home. He kissed my neck, said he loved me, then went into the bedroom without another word. By the time I locked the front door and went into the bedroom, Jake was already in the shower and I decided to make a move since lately he wasn't. I stripped quickly, twisted and turned to look at myself in the mirror... and sighed. I wasn't 20 anymore. Maybe that's why Jake got bored. I tried to wear cute skirts, flirty tops... I ran around the house in lingerie when our daughter Julie wasn't home. Maybe I just didn't have it anymore. I got into the shower with Jake and he was surprised, but he smiled and pulled me to him. We kissed softly but I wanted more so I pressed my lips against his until he parted his and accepted my affection. His hands found my ass and I sighed as I tilted my head and really got into the kiss. Jake was getting hard and he was kissing me with passion. My heart raced as some of the familiar excitement came back and Jake eased us apart and kissed and played with my still firm 34D breasts. I grasped his cock and we were really getting into it. I hoped he would take me right there in the shower, but he touched my face and said "Let's dry off and lie down".

We got out and dried off and Jake led me to the bed still hard and excited. I was ready and pulled him to me as he kissed my stomach and worked his way up my body until he kissed me and slipped his hard cock inside my needy pussy. I gasped as he entered me. It had been almost a week, and like a road that doesn't get driven on much, I was ready. Jake stroked into me and I held him as he moved inside me slow and steady. Jake kissed me occasionally, but mostly he made love to me and my body was more than willing to accept the attention. My mind wandered and everything felt so good as the pressure built and Jake began to go a little faster and definitely deeper. I couldn't think and then it was on me before I could get ready. I saw bright colors, my mind went blank, my mouth went dry and then everything exploded. For all I know I might have screamed because the orgasm was that intense. By the time I gathered my senses, Jake was drilling me and huffing and then his back arched, he moaned, and I felt him cum deep inside me. I held him as he pumped into me and then when he was done, Jake sighed, kissed my lips, then just pulled out and got off the bed.

What?

I was lying there stunned as Jake just wiped up with one of the towels, then went into the bathroom and brushed his teeth. What the...? Jake had never just gotten off me like some teenager... even when we were teenagers. What the heck? I cleaned up and went in to pee, but Jake just smiled at me in the mirror while he flossed his teeth. Apparently he had no idea he had just treated me like some hook up at a party or something equally scandalous. 20 years of marriage with no abuse of any kind... that was very shocking... and seemingly he had no idea he had done it. Jake caught me staring at him and asked "Are you okay? What's wrong?" I said "You just fucked me like I was some hooker or something. Who just gets off and leaves the room? You didn't hold me or talk to me or anything. What the Hell?" Jake held out his arms and I exhaled and moved closer so he could hold me. He said "I didn't mean anything by it Becca. We were done and I wanted to brush my teeth. I won't do it again and I'm sorry". I was still mad and said "I'm not some random slut Jake. You may not want me like you used to, but when we do have sex, you need to be nice. That was rude". Jake let go of me but held my hand and said "I thought... you always seem tired and moody. I just figured it was best not to mess with you and you would let me know when you wanted to do it".

I narrowed my eyes and said "We're 40, not dead. I want you to fuck me everyday. I want your hands on my body, your tongue in my mouth, your cock hard". Jake smiled and said "Like when we were kids" and I sighed and said "I'm trying to be mad right now Jake". He smiled at me and said "I married you by choice. You were beautiful then and your gorgeous now. You want me all over you, you won't have to ask twice". We went back to bed and did something we hadn't done in years... had sex a second time... in one night. The next day I was floating on air because when we woke up, Jake and I had a quickie and he was all over me from the bed to the shower to the front door. The next few days we were like horny teenagers and had all kinds of sex, including a first ever lunch time encounter when Jake came to visit me at my studio. After about a week though, whatever magic we had found started to fizzle. Granted, Jake and I were both working full time, Julie started back at college, and we were just busy and exhausted. Soon lots of sex tapered off to sex at bedtime, then maybe every other night, until eventually it was back to once in awhile... if that. One night I waited for Jake naked and he sighed, smiled, got undressed and we had sex, but it was clear he was back to taking me for granted. For some reason that I'm not even sure about, I started wearing more clothes instead of less, and decided if he wanted to see me naked, he would have to work for it.

It backfired because it was like a cold front rolled in and it reached a point where Jake barely kissed me, didn't touch or even hug me, and we hardly talked. I had to either swallow my pride and give in, or things would just get worse. I was at work in my studio when a young college student named Michael came in for his photoshoot. He wanted to be a model and had done some various work, but he was looking for a portfolio and taking pictures was how I made my money. It had to be my lack of sex and frustration with Jake, because when Michael started flirting with me, it felt like my entire body was electrified and it was difficult to concentrate. Plus... it seemed like it was hotter than usual in my studio. Michael is 20... half my age... very handsome and hot. He's 6' with muscles everywhere, short black hair, and a smile that hints at something more. Yes, I know I wasn't thinking correctly, but he was a young stud, he was paying attention to me and flirting with me. I had on jeans, a tank top and a baggy sweater... a frumpy outfit stemming from my frustration with Jake. It felt like it was 100 degrees in the studio and Michael had me buzzing from all the flirting and attention. I was taking pictures of Michael shirtless and trying to ignore the obvious bulge in his slacks when I exhaled and said "Mike, it's hot as blazes in here. Can I get comfortable? Do you mind?" He smiled slyly and said "Are you kidding? A body like yours shouldn't be covered in clothes".

I stared at Michael for a long moment. I knew what I would be willing to do, how far I would be willing to go, and showing him my body was on that list. He didn't know that, and it made the game even sexier. Jake didn't seem to appreciate me, but if I could show a little skin and tease a hot 20 year old, at least I could feel good about myself for a few minutes. Who knew, I might even crowd him until he did what I hoped he would do and try to kiss me. Wow. I was feeling naughty and didn't know why. In 25 years with Jake I had never even looked at another guy. I exhaled and told myself that this was Jake's fault. For whatever reason he was bored with me, so if I played around with Michael and teased him a little... who actually got hurt? It's not like I was going to sleep with him... right? Michael was standing there shirtless, visibly hard and excited, and staring at me intently. I was dressed like a frumpy librarian with seven cats and Michael was excited and lusting after me. I smiled and said "I'm going to lock the door and get comfortable. Do you need a minute?" Michael blinked and seemed confused, so I moved closer and looked down at his crotch and he blushed and said "I... uh... sorry about that". I smiled and said "It's flattering. I take it as a compliment, especially since I'm dressed like this". Michael found courage and said "You're so beautiful I can't think straight". What? I blinked several times and said "I'm old enough to be your mom". Michael said "Maybe, but my mom doesn't look like you. I don't think anyone's mom looks like you".

Well, Julie's mom looked like me, but that wasn't the point...

I walked away to lock the door... and to cool off before I did something I might regret... and seriously enjoy. I came back and said "So there's no confusion... I'm married". Michael said "I know" and I blinked and said "I'm just saying". Michael said "I know. You probably get hit on all the time, but you are the hottest woman I have ever met. I didn't think girls like you actually existed except on the internet". Whew. I think the entire building just flashed over. Was I on fire? I pulled off my sweater and just dropped it. If Michael kept talking to me like that, I might fuck him. I needed to focus, so I picked up my camera but Michael was suddenly next to me and I couldn't think. He said "You look like you're about to pass out. Do you have underwear on?" I don't remember thinking it but I moaned "Why? Do you want to see it?" Michael said "Of course, but I was asking because I think you should take your jeans off until you cool down. Do you have shorts or a skirt with you?" What? I asked "You want me to undress?" Michael said "Yes, but not so I can see your body... I mean... I want to see your body, but you look like you're going to faint".

I was beyond thinking straight and asked "So you want me to undress?" Michael was pulling at my tank top and I was confused because he had mentioned my jeans. I lifted my arms and let him take my tank top off and he smiled and said "You are gorgeous. There is no way your 30". I swallowed and said "I'm 40" but Michael said "Lies". I exhaled and said "If you're trying to seduce me it's working. You need to understand that I have never cheated on Jake ever... not even once". Michael touched my stomach near my jeans and said "I would cherish any moment spent with you, but right now I'm worried about how hot you are". I gasped "I'm pretty fucking hot". Michael smiled and said "I agree" and I said "I can't take much more flattery... you need to stop before I implode". Michael touched the button to my jeans and said "For now you just need to cool off. I'm sorry for hitting on you". Wait... what just happened? Was Michael blowing me off? I stared him in the eyes with what I hoped was desire and lust as I undid my jeans and worked them down my hips and legs. I adjusted my panties as Michael said "Wow. Perfection does exist" and I moaned. I didn't mean to, but he was saying all the right things and he was so young and handsome and...

There was a knocking on my studio door. Michael looked over at the door while I looked at my clothes on the floor. After a moment the knocking came again and then there was silence. My phone went off and Michael said "I should probably go. I have class in a few minutes. Do you want me to come back tomorrow to finish?" I gasped "YES" and Michael smiled and said "Okay. I can't wait to see you tomorrow" and he started gathering his things and putting on his shirt. Story of my life... so close and nothing. The worst part is I would have cheated and thought nothing of it. I stood there in my soaked panties and sweaty bra and looked at my phone. Jake? What did he want? Michael left and I got dressed then called Jake and asked "What?" He said "I came by to take you to lunch but the door was locked. You never lock the door. Are you okay?" I said "Lunch? You mean you remember who I am?" Jake said "Baby, I know I have been distant and moody lately, work is killing me. I'll make it up to you, I promise". I was mad, frustrated and horny, so I said "You want to make it up to me. You come here right now and fuck me like you want me" and I hung up.

Jake came into the studio a few minutes later, locked the door, then walked over to me and said "I'm sorry". I asked "For what? Treating me like furniture? Ignoring me? Being rude? Which one?" Jake said "All of them. I've had alot on my mind and didn't give you the love or attention you deserve. I'm sorry". I said "Jake... I know you love me, that's not even a question. My worry is now that we're older and not kids anymore... maybe you don't want me. I'm not ready to be grandparents sleeping in separate rooms. I want you to still be in love with me. Loving me and being in love with me are two different things". Jake stared at me and it was clear my words had stung, but maybe this would snap him out of his funk. Jake stepped back a couple of steps and said "I deserved that. I want you to understand something. You are still the hottest girl I have ever known. Nothing about you has faded and I have not lost interest. I will find a way to put all my work stress aside when it's our time. I'm sorry". I exhaled and said "Okay. I forgive you. You can fuck me now". Jake smiled and said "Great" and then he pulled me into a warm kiss.

We went into my small office and sat on the futon. It wasn't large, but it was better than the desk or the floor... and back in the day, Jake and I had done it both places. We undressed and kissed, kissed and undressed, and when Jake had me naked he asked "Why are you so excited?" My panties were soaked because my pussy was still wet from Michael pushing my buttons. Better I didn't tell Jake, so I said "You may not want to use this oven, but it's always on. Just think what you could be enjoying if you would just pay attention to me". Jake slipped a finger inside me and I moaned as he moved it around and sent waves of pleasure through my body. I pulled at him and kissed him furiously as he eased a second finger inside me and began to work at me while we kissed. I saw stars and bright colors and had to break from kissing to lie back. My mind went blank and my body was shaking and soon I had a long, loud orgasm while Jake just smiled and fingered me. When I was done and lay there, he moved into position and I sighed and asked "More?" Jake smiled then said "Time to use the oven" and I sighed because I was the one who came up with it. Maybe he would forget it in a couple of days?

Jake was stroking into me fast and hard while I held him and savored the moment as he worked himself closer to release. I could feel the pressure building but something was off and as Jake drove into me and huffed away, I realized what it was. My husband was fucking me but I was thinking about Michael. I tried to clear my mind but I thought of Michael shirtless, hard, and so close to me. Touching my skin, flattering me... I didn't even realize how close I was until Jake gasped then thrust hard into me and I came with a blinding orgasm as he exploded deep inside me. I definitely forgot about Michael as my husband pumped into me and I held him through both of our climaxes. Jake held me and kissed me and I released all the guilt because it was just momentary lust and distraction. I had never cheated on Jake and I never would. We cleaned up and Jake said all the right things as we got dressed and went to lunch. I didn't hate my husband, I just wanted him to pay attention to me. Over lunch I asked him "If I dressed differently, would that help?" Jake said "Becca, you're beautiful no matter what you wear, and even hotter naked. I just have to put work aside when I come home. I love you, no matter how it seems. I love you and still want you".

I considered that as we ate and made small talk about any number of things, including sending our daughter Julie some money at college. Jake was smiling and flirting and I sighed and said "Okay, you're officially off ignore and I will stop dressing like a librarian, but if you take me for granted again... I'm getting a bunch of cats... and having an affair". Jake stared at me for a long moment then said "Okay but since I have no plans to take you for granted ever again, you have a deal. Uh... but no cats". We went home and I was confused so I asked Jake "Did you get fired?" Jake laughed and said "You can't just fire a store manager. I took a half day to spend with you. I know I was being a selfish jerk, and I planned to use the whole afternoon to make it up to you". I looked at our house and asked "Really?" Jake said "Yeah. Why don't we get changed and go to a movie or we could drive over to that flea market you like". We ended up doing both. We spent the afternoon at the flea market, then went to see BAD MOMS which was hilarious. I wore a short, flirty skirt and tight top that showed off my assets and Jake spent alot of time touching, kissing and holding me. My hair was getting longer and Jake played with it alot, something he knows that I love. By the time we went back to get my car and we got home I was so horny I undressed in the living room. Jake took me right there against the couch and when we were done we went to the shower, cleaned up, and got into bed naked.

The next morning we slept in and woke to kiss and cuddle each other. I was revved up but Jake was sleepy and seemed uninterested. I was trying to get him in the mood when his phone rang and he sighed. It was work and some kind of issue with the computers and he had to go. Jake kissed me and promised to make it up to me and I said "I have Michael again today, maybe I'll let him take care of me". Jake stared at me as he put on his shirt and then he asked "How far would you actually go?" I blinked and asked "How far would you let me go?" Jake stared at the carpet for a moment then asked "It would just be a thing... right? It wouldn't change us or our marriage? It would just be a thing?" I got out of bed still naked and held Jake as I said "Baby, I would never cheat on you. I never have and I never will". Jake said "I know. That's not what I asked you. If it happened, it would just be a thing, we would still be together and strong... right? This isn't you wanting to leave me?" I gasped "What? No. I'm fighting to save our marriage Jake. I know I was cold and witchy the last few days, but I love you and I don't want anyone else". Jake said "Then do your job the way you always have and if you have a little fun, it doesn't change who we are. I love you, trust you, and want to spend the rest of my life with you Becca. I gotta go, but I love you".

Jake kissed me and left, and I sat on the edge of the bed naked, confused and still horny. Did he just give me permission to sleep with Michael? I took a shower, dressed as slutty as possible, shoved a second outfit in my bag, then drove to my studio. Both my morning clients wondered why I was dressed so trampy and I lied and said I was taking some photos later as a surprise for Jake. I was hoping to push Michael into making a move, but it's not like I could say that out loud. I had a snack and drank some orange juice, then just before Michael got there I went into my private bathroom and checked my hair and outfit. First of all, my lingerie was as skimpy and slutty as possible. My bra was thin, sheer and barely contained my chest and the lime green material matched the thong that I barely had on. My skirt was so short that I might as well be in a porn video and my blouse was fairly bursting open and didn't cover much as it was. I smiled at myself in the mirror, I really did look like a slutty porn star about to seduce someone. I said to myself "You're hot for 40, go get him girl" but my reflection sighed and said "Good luck". Maybe I imagined that last part.

Michael arrived but he had a girl with him and he said "Damn Rebecca, you are the hottest MILF I have ever seen. Why are you dressed like that?" My brain said "So you would fuck me idiot", but I just said "It's a surprise for Jake". The redhead clinging to Michael like paint said "You're right babe, she is hot". Michael said "I know right. I wanted you to see her because I didn't think women who looked like her were real". Great. So I dressed like a slut so I could entertain Michael and his girlfriend. That's awesome. I said "Your friend will have to come back, you know my rules". Michael said "That's okay, I came to pay you and reschedule. I gotta take Brie to a concert". Michael handed me a check, said "You look amazing" and then he and Brie (apparently) just left. Great. Awesome. How could this day possibly get any better? I went to my bag to change into my less slutty outfit that I planned to wear to surprise Jake at work... and couldn't find my bag. I checked the entire studio, my car, the ground around my car, then checked the studio again. Lord. Well, at least I had my phone and a credit card and my car keys. No cash, no ID, no real clothes though. I was about to take the check from Michael to the bank when a young man came in and asked "Are you open?"

He was in his early 20's, tall with short blonde hair, very good looking, and visibly and extremely nervous. I said "I am, Please excuse my outfit, I was going to surprise my husband when you came in". The man stared at me for a moment then said "I wish I was your husband". I swallowed and asked "What was that?" He blushed and said "Nothing. Uh, I'd like to make an appointment. Carl West said to tell you he referred me and that you would know what that meant". I blinked. If Carl referred him, that meant he wanted nudes, something I don't often do and am very discreet about when I do. I asked "May I ask why you would want nude photos taken?" He swallowed and said "Travis. My name is Travis, and it's a surprise for my girlfriend and a very long story. Carl knows my dad and said you were very discreet". I said "I am, and it explains why your nervous. Just relax and come in. For obvious reasons I will need to lock this door. I apologize for my outfit, do you want to do this today or wait until I have something else on?" Travis was quiet for a long time as he stared at me and my body... mostly my body... and he finally said "The thing is, it might be fortune that your dressed like that. Linda wants some of the photos to be... a certain way". I smiled and said "She wants you to be hard?"

Travis blushed and said "Your kind of bold, but that's okay because it distracts me from being nervous". I said "There's nothing to be nervous about". I led Travis to my small office and gave him some forms and he filled them out while I waited. He handed me a blank signed check and said "Money is not an issue. Linda tends to get what she wants and these pictures are what she wants". Travis was in great shape so I could understand why, but it was like I had a missing piece to the puzzle and hoped it would be revealed soon... so to speak. We went over to the small made up bed I use for boudoir and lingerie shoots and Travis exhaled and said "Just tell me what to do so I can block out being nervous". I picked up my camera and said "Let's try something. Forget the camera and slowly undress. Try to seduce me but don't speak. Use your body, your expressions and your clothes". Travis stared at me intently and I took a picture, it was a good picture. He was still staring at me and I let the camera hang by my side and said "Travis. Look at me". He did and I asked "Do you think I'm pretty? Do you think I'm hot?" He nodded and said "Smoking" and I laughed and asked "Smoking?" Travis narrowed his eyes and said "You are quite possibly the hottest female I have ever met. Whoever you go home to is the luckiest man on this planet".

That hit like a punch to the gut and I had to walk away. Jake didn't appreciate me. He spent more time neglecting and overlooking me than he did screwing me. Plus, this morning he basically offered me to have an affair, and he had been acting strange, distracted and uninterested lately. If I didn't know any better, I would suspect he was cheating on me. Now yesterday and sort of today, Michael hit on me, his girlfriend flirted with me, and now Travis was hitting on me. Screw Jake, maybe I might flirt with Travis and see if he would pay some attention to me. I said to Travis "Don't worry about Linda or my husband. For right now it's you and me. I want you to pull out all the stops and try to seduce me. You're only goal until we're done here today is to try and sleep with me". Travis blinked several times and then asked "Seriously?" I lifted my camera, smiled and said "Seriously" then took a picture of his stunned expression. It's possible that Travis may have misunderstood my instructions, or maybe I wasn't clear when I gave them. He moved closer to me, gently took the camera from me, then kissed me like I have wanted to be kissed my entire life. I forgot what time it was and what state I was in and by the time we parted for air I was confused, dizzy, and seriously aroused.

Travis undid the three tiny buttons on my tight straining blouse and pulled it off my arms while I stood there trying to catch my breath. He kissed me again and this time I participated and held him tightly as we kissed for several minutes. My meter was in the red and he was getting laid, there was no question about it. Travis pulled his shirt off and he was buff, chiseled and hot. I moaned "How old are you?" Travis said "27" and kissed me a third time. I didn't even realize my skirt was off and on the floor until Travis slipped his warm hand down the front of my body and said "You are the hottest 30 year old woman I have ever seen". I decided not to correct him and say 40, I just sighed and pulled at his pants so he would take them off. Did I really look 30? Fuck you Jake, your loss. Travis slid his fingers slowly against my hungry lips with only my skimpy, thin thong stopping him from getting what he wanted. He let go of me to take his pants off and I inhaled and froze because the bulge in his underwear was massive. I was thinking that missing piece of the puzzle was Linda wanted pictures of Travis hard because he was huge. I frantically unclasped and then practically tore my bra off as Travis hefted, squeezed, and engulfed each of my breasts in turn. My blood was boiling when I peeled my thong off and then it happened... Travis pulled his underwear down.

Jesus Lord... Travis was huge... at least 10 inches long, thick and hard. It was an imposing cock and it slowly stood almost straight up as if daring me to take hold of it. I did. With both hands. Gladly. Travis asked "What about your husband?" I said "He doesn't pay attention to me or appreciate me. If you want to do this, don't mention him again". I took the fact that Travis kissed me hungrily as consent to my terms. We were on the bed now and kissing feverishly while Travis's huge cock was between us as we kissed. I moved, rolled and shifted until Travis was atop me and between my legs and he stared into my eyes for a few seconds... then pressed his massive cock against my wet, hot entrance. I saw stars and nearly blacked out as he tried to shove his telephone pole into my tight pussy. All I could do was lay there and try not to cry as Travis slowly worked his huge cock into me little by little. I heard stories, read porn and even talked to a friend who had lovers with big cocks. Nothing I had heard or knew prepared me for being split in half by Travis. Travis was part way inside me, I don't know exactly how far he had gotten, but it felt like he drove a giant large truck into me. Travis stopped moving and asked "Are you okay?" I gathered what was left of my senses and whined "Hell no I'm not okay, but it doesn't matter now".

The pain and pleasure were combining to keep me in tears and close to an orgasm... it was a strange feeling, trust me. Travis eased out a little and then I almost blacked out when he slid what felt like miles inside me. I was shaking and my vision was blurry and then out of complete nowhere I had a blinding, numbing orgasm that shook my entire body. I tasted colors and saw a blur of numbers and then everything went white and was completely silent. I saw clouds and then reality set in as Travis was pounding me with his huge cock apparently deep inside me. I held Travis as he stroked into me slow and deep and I wondered if I would be able to walk after he was done. The good news was I would get to put the skimpy, slutty pornstar outfit back on to go home because I damn sure wasn't wearing that thing anywhere else. I have no idea how long Travis fucked me, it seemed like several days, but it may have been a couple of hours. Truthfully it was maybe 15 or 20 minutes. Besides being gifted with great looks and a ginormous cock, he was a skilled lover and before I knew it my pressure built and I sucked in as much air as possible. I screamed through another vivid orgasm that numbed my brain and body and when I lay there letting Travis have his way with me he grunted and started stroking faster... and what seemed like deeper.

Travis tensed, his entire body shook, and then he gasped and exploded deep inside me. I had a third orgasm with no warning as his cum splashed into me and it felt like he was filling me as I came a third time complete with moans and a sudden thirst for orange soda. I was laying there spent and exhausted and Travis did the last thing I ever expected. He settled down atop me, kissed my lips and then my neck... and held me. What the fuck? I summoned energy from somewhere and slid my hands up to hold Travis as he sighed and said "Thank you. Not only are you the hottest woman I have ever met, but that was the single best sex I have ever had". I think I passed out because Travis was kissing me and saying my name. He was still inside me because my pussy muscles were clenching and he smiled and said "I've never felt that before, it's awesome". I stared into his eyes and asked "The best sex you've ever had?" Travis said "Yeah". I was hoping for more, but yeah was good. I could live with yeah. Travis said "I'm gonna pull out, this part is usually messy. I cum alot". I sighed and said "Trust me... I noticed".

Travis eased out of me and it felt like my pussy was a wind tunnel when he was out. I was suddenly dizzy and Travis grabbed his shirt and pressed it against my pussy and waited until I put my hands there to hold it. I somehow sat up and knew I had to look like a wreck but Travis just smiled at me and said "So look... I know you don't want to talk about this but I don't just go around sleeping with people. I have to go, but I really need the pictures because Linda never asks for anything and this is what she wants". I sighed and said "I can understand why". Travis smiled at me and said "I don't know what is wrong with your husband, but you deserve to be loved and paid attention to. I think for him to be blowing you off, he must be getting something from someone else. It's the only thing that makes sense because you are the hottest 30 year old woman I have ever seen in my life". I sighed and whispered "40" but Travis was getting dressed and didn't hear me. I sat there trying to think and realized my body ached and my mind was blank. Travis slipped his shoes on and said "I would like to come back tomorrow, but I have no expectations and I need the photos. If you want to do this again, we can, but Linda can never know and your husband is an idiot. Either way, I need the photos".

I sighed and Travis said "Please don't take this the wrong way, but I need you to fill out that check as if we took photos today and take it to your bank or whatever. Tomorrow I'll pay you again for the actual photos and it is not what it sounds like. I just cannot chance Linda even thinking anything happened or they won't find my body". I didn't have the strength, energy or brainpower to argue so I said "Okay" and Travis moved closer and kissed me softly. He said "You are an amazing, beautiful, smoking hot and special woman who deserves to be appreciated. Thank you for this and I'll see you tomorrow". All I could come up with was "No problem" and then Travis left my studio shirtless with me holding his shirt against my still leaking pussy while sitting on the bed rumpled and naked. I crawled into my private bathroom, took a shower in my tiny shower, dried off then exhaled as I had no choice but to go put my slutty outfit back on. I left Travis's soiled shirt in the hamper of laundry to do soon and locked up my studio then said "Fuck it".

I drove to the cellular store Jake manages and parked to collect my thoughts. I saw the cute blonde girl who works for Jake come from around behind the store tucking her shirt into her shorts and thought it was odd. I was touching at my hair in my mirror when Jake came from behind the store and I swear to God he was zipping his pants and adjusting his belt. I froze in complete shock. There was no way. I blinked my eyes several times and then the blonde... Marley I think... pushed and pulled Jake until they were on the side of the building and then he held her and kissed her passionately. My heart broke as I sat there staring in disbelief. Sure I just cheated with Travis, and I planned to confess to Jake and make it up to him. It didn't matter now. Fate or Karma intervened though because Jake glanced over at me, or at least at my car. He said something to Marley who looked at me as well then hurried into the store. My mind raced with anger, frustration, sadness and confusion as Jake walked over to me, got into the passenger side of my car, and said the last thing I expected. He didn't go with "It's not what it looks like" or the famous "I can explain". He didn't ask for a divorce or blame me or even say it was an accident. In fact he didn't make any excuses at all.

Jake just said "I made a mistake and have been trying to end it, but Marley was threatening to tell you if I didn't keep seeing her. It's why I've been so stressed and distracted. Now that you know, she can't blackmail me and I will do anything to save our marriage. I love you Becca... and I want to make this right".

......... to be continued...