Chapter 2: The Day After
Sarah slowly flicked her eyes open as she gave a soft groan, waking up from a deep slumber. She felt the warmth of smooth silk sheets, a very thin pillow and a very large presence behind her. She felt the strength of a thousand men, as an arm wrapped around her torso, hands holding. She could feel the warm breath slowly rising and falling as warm air hit her neck. She could feel a leg wrapped between hers, and of course, his morning wood slithered between her thighs.
Sarah fully woke up, noticing she wasn’t in her bedroom. The body wrapped around hers, wasn’t her husbands. It was Jacob. Her neighbor. She bit her lip, her heart stopping. *Fuck!* She thought…. She really did break her vow. She really did sleep with a guy over 10 years younger than she. She felt guilty. She felt disgusting and dirty and filthy. She wanted to puke.
She slowly slid from his grasp, quietly getting off of his bed, checking three times on him as she made her way towards the bathroom. She quietly shut the door and looked into the mirror. She could see bite marks on her neck and breasts. She could see scratch marks along her back and arms and thighs. *Fuck!* She thought again.
She remembered the night vividly. Shortly after the quick fuck in his garage, he took her to his bed. Claimed her like some animal would a mate. Desecrated her body all night long. It wasn’t rape either. It was 100% consensual and she enjoyed every minute of it. She enjoyed the way he touched her. She enjoyed the way he fucked her. And she found every bit of it filthy. She wondered what her husband would think if he ever found out.
That’s when she lost it. Staring at her used body in the mirror. Crying heavily as she sank to the floor, sliding along the shower door as she went into the fetal position, crying into her knees as she felt so fucking bad about sleeping with another man. Sleeping with a guy who wasn’t her husband. She even glanced at the ring on her finger. She fucked the other guy with it on. She cried harder. After a few minutes of letting all the emotions flow, she felt her heard skip a beat when a tapping came from the door.
“Sarah?” Jacob called… “You okay in there?”
“Y-yeah..” she stuttered, whipping away tears as she stood up, flushing the toilet quickly and turning the sink on “Just needed to use the restroom”.
She waited until she cleaned her face of tears, but her eyes were still red and her eyelids were still puffy. She soon opened the bathroom door to face him leaning in the doorframe, his eyes sunken as he had a concerned look on his face.
“Oh jeezus fuck!” She jumped, being startled “Didn’t realize you were right there.”
“I could hear you, you know?” he stated softly, holding up her panties with a finger. “Do you….wanna talk about it?”
She stared at him, contemplating a million thoughts before reaching out and grabbing her panties, sliding them up her legs.
“N-no” she uttered quickly, moving past him to look around the room for her other cloths. Soon she remembered that they were all in the garage floor.
As she made her way towards the garage quickly, he followed “You sure? You were crying really hard in there”
She stopped in the doorway to the garage, faced him and tears began to roll down her cheek before she turned back and headed into the garage. She didn’t say another word to him. She slid on her skirt and rolled her half-torn shirt back over her. Luckily, they lived at the end of a street where she could leave quickly and head to her house without any of the neighbors seeing her.
Within minutes, she was out the door, heading into her own home.
She took a shower, scrubbed her body a million times. Even sat down on the shower floor and cried. She didn’t want to talk about it. She just wanted to be alone. She felt guilty, wearing the ring. She felt guilty, having wanted to fuck Jacob again that morning. She wanted to feel his morning wood deep inside her. She wanted him to groan again, hearing his deep voice echo in the room as he came deep inside her like so many times the night before. She felt so guilty and filthy that she couldn’t stop thinking about Jacob, when it should have been Sam she should be thinking about. She should be craving her husband’s dick, not the neighbors. She let loose, crying hard long tears and wails as the hot water and steam fell upon her.
Four hours had passed since she got out of the shower. She sat on her couch, drinking her favorite tea. It normally calmed her. It normally took her mind off of things that stressed her out. This time, it tasted like swamp water. She didn’t crave food or liquids. She just wanted to die. She stared at a photo of her husband and kids. She cried. She staired at a few of her husband’s hunting trophies, she cried harder. She even found herself crying over a book she tried to distract herself from.
Is this what most people felt about cheating the first time? Was this normal? She heard many found it exhilarating. Many found it fun or adventurous. She found it to be the worst feeling in the world. She thought about calling her sister, inviting her over to cry to her like so many times in her life. But could she? She was a talker. She couldn’t keep a secret to save her life. She couldn’t tell her sister at all.
*Ding dong!*
Sarah glanced towards the front door. Someone had pushed the doorbell. She thought long and hard if she had the energy to get up.
*Ding dong!*
She didn’t want to answer the door. She wanted whomever it was to just go away. She wanted them to just leave.
*Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Ding Dong!*
“I’m coming!” She yelled, getting angrily up off the couch and approached the front door. She still had her bathrobe on from her shower. Her nude body hidden underneath. She answered the door and froze. Jacob stood, fully dressed, prosthetic leg fixed and all.
“Hey” he gave a soft wave and a soft smile before it left him, leaving his face concerned.
“Hey” she said softly, leaning against the door.
There was an awkward silence between the two. Yesterday, there was so much sexual tension they fucked for hours. Now, there was nothing. The gas was on empty, and the car was rolling down the hill towards a cliff.
“I figured…”He began, stopping to try and find the right words “you may want to talk about it. You were…. taking it pretty bad before you left.”
She bit her lip and closed her eyes, taking a sigh. She stood out of the doorway and opened it further, inviting him in. It wasn’t really the conversation she wanted to have at the moment, but maybe, clearing the air, would help.
Jacob entered, walking slowly inside and leaned against the back of the couch as she shut the door, locked it and turned to face him before moving away and into her kitchen. He of course, followed.
“So…what…what do you want to ….talk about” she nervously spoke as she began to clean some dishes in the sink. She did this often. Cleaned when she got nervous. Cleaned when she didn’t want to talk or didn’t want to do something. Or when she was angry. Sam knew it for years. He always stopped talking and let her fume before bringing it up again.
“Us.” He uttered, leaning back against the fridge, folding his muscled arms and stared at her. “It was your first time….cheating wasn’t it?”
She stopped scrubbing a pan and froze, closing her eyes and took a few deep breaths before turning the sink off and turned to face him.
“There isn’t an US Jacob” she uttered, blinking a few times as she glanced away, tears rolling down her eyes “It was just a…..a…natural thing that men and women do when they get horny. Biology stuff. No biggie.”
“Just biology stuff huh?” he uttered softly before glancing away “You didn’t answer my second question. Was it your first?”
“Yes….” She stated coldly and quickly. There was a long pause before she spoke again, a bit louder this time “You planning on blackmailing me? Hm? Going to tell Sam about what we did? Use it against me so you can keep fucking me? Is this how you younger guys do things now instead of date rape? Blackmail?”
He was stunned and froze, speechless. It took a long awkward silence for him to speak again “Fuck no…I….what? That’s….where the fuck did that come from?”
“I’m sorry” she uttered, her hands shivering as she glanced towards him. “I’m just…..”
She stared at him. She loved him just as much as her husband. She craved him. She wanted him badly. If she could be tied to his body with his cock inside her all day, she would.
“Yes….it was my first time cheating…” She uttered, crying a bit more now as she glanced out her kitchen window “I fucking want you so bad….but I know its wrong…”
He stood there sighing as she cried. He kept his distance. She sat the pan down and walked away from the sink, she walked right out her back patio door and paced along the side of her underground pool. She took a few deep breaths in as she stared towards her garden. The outdoors always calmed her.
Soon she felt a hand on her shoulder, Jacob had joined her outside.
“Listen…I….know what your going through” he uttered, glancing towards the water of the pool, the crystal clear blue water shined light back towards his face. “I cheated on a girl while I was deployed. I felt sick afterwards. Then I did it again. And again. That feeling. It goes away. Just, there was time between the first and second”
She felt even sicker. She couldn’t imagine doing it again with him. She couldn’t. It wasn’t right.
“Jacob…we cant do this again. We got lucky this time with my husband and boys being out of town. Once they come back, sneaking out of the house like a 14-year-old in high school isn’t going to cut it.” She stated harshly.
“We can make it work.” He said confidently “Our bodies, they crave each other. Our bodies want each other. They complement each other. You know….you felt it all last night…”
He placed a hand on her hip, moving it towards the straps, seeking to loosen them to get her bathrobe to open. She closed her eyes, her body shivering as she felt his breath back on the back of her neck. She bit her lip, as she felt his body pull her in.
“Jacob….please….we ..cant….do this” she whispered, closing her eyes as her body stated otherwise. Her hands moved to his wrists, not pushing him back but tightening their hold on him. He undid the tie and she felt her bathrobe loosen against her. She felt the warm air hit her nude body as he opened her bathrobe, his hands moving to her belly.
She turned around and stared at his eyes. His blue eyes shimmering into her green. They stared into each other for a while before she spoke “Fine….if we are going to do this….and that’s saying a lot…. Ground rules. We must absolutely be 100% discreet. We cannot have my husband or boys finding out.”
“Done. You will be my best kept secret” he smiled, before leaning in, kissing her like he had just won the lottery. He had convinced her to continue to cheat. After all the crying. All the puking. After all the heart wrenching agony, he got her mind to fold. To crave him again. She placed her hands on his chest, as she felt him move the bathrobe off her, the robe falling to the ground. Her naked body wrapped around his body and after hearing him unsnap his leg, he jumped into the pool, taking her with him.
They were both underwater. It felt like a scene out of the little mermaid. Her floating down with her hair floating all around her head, as a big strong muscled man came swimming down to grab her. Soon they rose above the surface and gasped for air.
She felt him push her against the wall of the pool, her legs wrapped around his waist as she laughed. “What the hell was that? Your clothes are all wet now.”
“Was going to take them off anyway” he smiled, moving her wet matted hair out of her face. Soon, their lips came together again, making out as the water splashed about them. They kissed passionately for a while, hugging each other’s bodies while spreading their love through their lips and tongues. Soon, her hands lifted his shirt off, tossing it out of the pool onto the cement pathway behind them. She reached down and slid her hand into his pants, feeling his semi erect member. She wanted him so badly.
“You ever have pool sex at all?” he said curiously while moving his hands up along her body, to cup each of her breasts, his thumb kneading against her nipples.
“Never” she laughed, biting her lip as she leaned in and kissed his neck, sucking on it gently as the pool water crashed up against her face.
“Ffffuuuu…..”he moaned softly, moving his thumbs faster against her as he pushed her body more aggressively against the wall of the pool. “You mean to tell me you and Sam never fucked in this pool? Your lying”
“ I’m not” she stated, laughing again as she left his neck to kiss up his cheek to his lips again, kissing him deeply as her hand pushed the band of his pants down a bit, letting his monster of a cock out and began to stroke him gently.
He got more aggressive, as he slid his pants down all the way before positioning himself between her legs and smiled “Well, I guess you’re having all kinds of firsts today.”
He pushed his cock into her like a spear, forcing it all the way in until it hit her cervix. She gasped, snapping her legs to his waists, wrapping around him. She moved her hands along his back as she bit her lip, leaning her head over the edge of the pool as he thrusted in and out of her slowly.
“ I love this tight pussy so fucking much” he groaned, grinding his teeth as he bucked his hips harder into her at the same slow pace. She felt the water splash each time he bucked. Each time, her breasts would jiggle lightly on the surface. She stared into his eyes, seeing that dominant forceful nature come back. She loved it so much the way he treated her while his dick was mating with her womb.
Soon, his hips started to buck harder, fucking her faster as she moaned, moving her head to his neck, wrapping herself around him as he used her like a toy. His thrusts pushed his cock against her cervix each time, the tip most likely going to bruise it if he keeps up the pace. She bit into his neck and he loved it. He growled in thirst and fucked harder.
Soon, he pulled out and spun her around, fucking her from behind in a standing doggy in the pool. She gripped the edge of the pool tightly, her nails digging into the cement as he railed into her, her ass cheeks jiggling in the water as they meet his groin with each thrust. If it weren’t for the water, she was sure the sounds would fill the backyard of lewd clapping.
She closed her eyes, breathing heavily. She was losing her vision because his dick made her feel so good. The way it had a slight curve to it. The way it stretched her out. The way it pushed past any boundaries Sam had been able to get to with his average dick. Jacob pushed all buttons and g-spots inside her. She basically was having a seizure of pleasure. His hands held her at her waist, before one moved up to her neck and gripped it there, controlling his little slut.
Finally, he pushed into her, groaning loudly as his dick shuttered and pulsed inside her folds, spewing his hot thick load against her womb. She could feel it. It was like molten lava erupting from a volcano. She groaned, having her own orgasm with him. She pushed herself back against him from the side of the pool and they both went under. She drifted down with him, their bodies still entwined, he held onto her as she leaned back, moving her head to the side to make out with him under the water, tasking his own spit and the chlorine from the pool. She could still feel his cock pulsing inside her, as strands of his cum leaked from her, floating in the water with them. She had a thought she shouldn’t have had.
*Fuck….wish I hadn’t had my tubes tied. I so want to have his babies…..*
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