Cheating with my New Neighbor’s Daughter | 16: Before the Storm [male pov][older man][younger woman][age difference][neighbors daughter][cheating][drama][series][slow build][neck kisses][thigh riding][bend over desk][hair pulling][spanking][caught in the act]

**16: Before the Storm**

***|Wednesday, just a regular clinic day***

I woke up today feeling extremely anxious. It’s gonna be later tonight that we’re gonna have Emily and Jenifer for dinner.

Last night, I deleted everything I found suspicious on my phone including texts and late night call logs from Paige. I’ve tried making up excuses in my mind to ensure that whatever it is that these girls are planning to do won’t happen.

Paige greeted me in a text this morning, which I immediately trashed too without even replying.

I didn’t tell her what’s about to go down thinking I’ll at least save her from the pre-disaster anxiety.

I passed by Charlotte checking on Chloe in the nursery with a white coat on my arm and my bag on the other, “I’m going.”

“Take care. And honey, please try to get back before 6. I really could use your help for the dinner,” she reminded walking towards me.

“Yeah, sure,” I uttered wondering if I sounded either nervous or too enthusiastic as a result of trying too hard to hide my nervousness.

She then reached in to me and leaned for a kiss.

I gave in.

I let her lightly touch her lips with mine and I didn’t understand how exactly I was feeling in the moment but it was an imbalanced mixture of longing, tranquility, disgust, and guilt.

She slowly moved back with a smile on her now teary eyes mumbling, “Thank you.”

I then felt like waking up from a deep sleep in a snap and walked my way out of the house without saying anything more.

I drove to the clinic feeling extremely pissed at myself for being weak. The heavy morning traffic drove me even crazier making me an asshole on the road.

I got to my clinic the fastest I’ve ever been since I moved to this town. Monica greeted me as soon as I went in mentioning that the first two appointment patients were already waiting for me to which I said nothing in reply.

I got into my office, threw my bag and my coat on the floor, and grunted frustration onto my palms.

Everything wrong went running on mind 100km/hr.

I then heard my phone buzzing almost making me scream in irritation.

I rummaged through my bag and saw Paige’s name on my phone screen making me mutter, “Fuck.”

I ended it and set my phone into my drawer before calling in the first patient.

– – –

About two hours later after dealing with two patients, I was rearranging some medical records when I heard the door to the clinic open.

I overheard soft murmurs outside but didn’t care to peek and see.

Monica then knocked on my office door after a few minutes saying, “A walk-in patient for a check-up, Doctor. The name’s Paige Turner. Wow, cool name.”

A panic button was pressed inside my head adding more anxiety to my previously built up one as I answered, “Call her in.”

I then heard her a sweet faint voice just outside my door saying thanks to Monica. This was enough to stir some butterflies in my stomach.

She peeked in smiling while biting her lower lip before uttering, “Hi, Mr. Foster.”

I let out a small side smirk asking, “Paige, why are you here?”

She furrowed her brows probably confused at my unimpressed tone as she replied, “I want to see you. I noticed you’ve been ignoring me.”

“I’ve been quite busy,” I answered before continuing on what I was initially doing.

She furrowed her brows again plopping herself onto the chair across me, “Wait. Why are you acting like this? Are you mad?”

“Paige. I told you. I’m busy. I’m working. You can’t just come in here for a visit. This is a clinic. I’m a doctor,” I explained still in a steely tone.

“No, you’re not like this. What’s going on? Look at me, Trent. Talk to me,” she spoke with sincerity in her eyes.

I slammed a folder close before turning to look at her.

We stared at each other for a moment and in a minute I was seemingly put in a spell—I felt better, lighter.

“I’m sorry,” I uttered holding her hand that was on the desk.

She intertwined her fingers with mine saying, “It’s okay. Do you want to tell me something?”

“My wife met Emily and Jenifer couple of days ago. They’re coming over at our house for dinner tonight. And I’m here, stressing out about it,” I spilled rubbing my neck.

She wasn’t able to say anything and was visibly surprised. I thought I even saw a hint of terror in her eyes.

She then gulped heavily before confidently saying, “Emily’s gonna show her the video. I’m sure of that. She lives for that kind of thrill.”

I accidentally caught a glimpse of the remnants of hick*es on her neck making me remember the last time we had sex at our house.

“I honestly don’t know if you were seen anywhere in that video,” I worriedly muttered.

“It was heavily tinted. And my face was buried onto the seats during the last half. I’m pretty sure I won’t be easily recognized. But there’s still a chance that I would be. Let’s just hope not,” she spoke surprisingly calmly.

I probably looked extremely worried that she continued talking, “Does this mean, this could be the last time we’ll be together this close?”

“I’m afraid so, yeah, it could be,” I mumbled trying not to choke though I’d admit I didn’t really think it would be the last time.

She then lifted my hand and placed it on her cheek before saying, “You’re not gonna let that happen, right?”

“I won’t,” I spoke with the least confidence I could muster.

“I trust you, Trent,” she muttered before dragging my fingers on top of her lips then putting my middle and ring finger into her mouth.

“Hmm,” she stared at me while sucking my fingers and made me feel pleasantly aroused.

She then stood up letting go of my hand, walked around towards me, and straddled my left thigh.

She cupped my cheeks and stared intently at my eyes whispering, “I trust you.”

And in some unspoken harmony, we went in and pressed our lips together.

She began grinding her core under her yoga pants against my thigh while I hold onto her waist.

At this moment, I was no longer afraid. I’ve accepted long before that the day we’ll be caught would come and I knew back then that that wouldn’t stop me from being with her. I remembered that when we f*cked in this same place for the first time ever, I was already willing to accept the consequences. If it’s gonna happen tonight, I’m gonna face it all the way.

I won’t let her slip away from me.

I groped her breasts while her top was still on which made her moan into my mouth.

She pulled her lips a little away, just enough that our lips weren’t touching anymore but then tilted her head sideways and continued to dance her tongue around with mine out in the open.

She smiled before stopping and asking, “Do you feel better now?”

“Yes, but you know you can make it even better,” I smirked teasing her.

“Yeah, I think I kind of know how,” she muttered before kissing my lips once then going down to lick and suck my neck all the while riding my thigh.

She caressed my hair with one hand and rubbed my n*pples against my buttoned shirt with the other.

The combined pleasure of everything she was doing made me moan, “Oh, god, you’re driving me crazy.”

She then moved her hand down to my crotch and began rubbing it.

I smirked and for some reason noticed that the door was not locked.

“Uh, the door, it’s uh, unlocked,” I moaned.

She turned to check then stared back at me saying, “We’re gonna hear her coming. I think it’s fine.”

“Oh, come on. You’re gonna get us caught, baby,” I complained but with a naughty grin on my face.

“Shh, you’re thinking too much,” she smiled while putting a finger on top of my lips.

She then went in and gave me another round of tongue kissing.

“Uh, that’s so good,” she then groaned speeding up her grinding on my thigh.

Her hands danced around my body along with her sensual hip movements. She then shut her eyes and began moaning loudly.

“Shh, shh, be quiet,” I uttered pulling her by the nape towards my face so she could just moan inside my mouth.

Her body rocked intensely rubbing her clothed pussy against my thigh until she climaxed groaning as I suck her mouth.

She chuckled after pulling away from my lips touching herself and her sticky juices that were leaking through her leggings then to my pants. She then put her fingers into her mouth and kissed me making my cock even more hard with her taste lingering down my throat.

She stood up, pulled her yoga pants down to her knees, and faced her back to me while bending over my desk.

She began wiggling and twerking her butt making her ass cheeks bounce in front of me.

I knew she was asking me to put my cock inside her but I couldn’t resist sucking all of her wetness first.

“Please, stop. I don’t want to come again yet,” she pleaded pushing my head away as I began sucking her clit.

I giggled as I stood up and unbuckled my belt.

I then freed my fully erect cock while spanking her ass before effortlessly sliding inside her swollen pussy.

“Damn, I fucking love being inside you,” I grunted slowly thrusting my hips.

I then decided I’d like to pound her slowly and deeply this time taking all the time in the world to make us feel good.

I checked in on her while my mind was roaming around in cloud nine, “Is this okay? Do you like it when I fuck you like this?”

“Yeah, hmm fuck, I fucking love it, baby,” she muttered looking back at me with lust in her eyes.

I gripped tightly onto her hips so she could take all of me as deep as possible as I mumbled, “Good. I’m gonna make us come, baby.”

I pulled out slowly then slammed back in then repeated it in the same pace for a few minutes before mindlessly going in and out on our normal fast pace.

“Uh, fuck, Paige. Your fucking pussy feels so good around my cock. Clench it for me, baby,” I instructed her and ended it with another spank to her right ass cheek.

“Oh, god, yes, baby. Just like that. Feel me throbbing,” I moaned tilting my head back in pleasure as a result of her quick tightening and loosening grip on my cock.

She then put her hand to cover her mouth as she began moaning a little too loudly. I then grabbed a fistful of her hair while my other hand went to grip onto her waist.

“Oh my god! Fuck me please. Yes!,” she groaned loudly letting her hand off her mouth.

“For fuck’s sake, Paige. Cover your mouth,” I sternly commanded as I pump her continuously.

She did so with one hand then reached and grabbed the edge of my desk with the other toppling over a pen holder full of stuff to the floor.

I then noticed her back breathing heavily and she almost sounded like she was crying as she whimpered.

I sped up railing her pulling her hair back even more as I moan, “Fuck, I’m so close, baby. I’m gonna come deep inside you.”

I rolled my eyes back then shut my eyes halfway through feeling the intense build up of come at the tip of my cock when I got a glimpse of a person’s silhouette standing by the door.

I stopped immediately but reality began slowly raining on me.

“I—I’m,” Monica stuttered with her jaw dropped and her hands placed on top of her chest probably to stop her heart from bursting out in shock.

Both Paige and I stared at her in silence contemplating on how the hell we’re gonna get out of the situation.

“I—I didn’t see anything,” Monica mumbled shifting her sight from us towards the wall across us.

She then breathed heavily before continuing, “Your wife’s outside, Doctor. I—I’ll tell her you’ll come in a minute.”

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A/N:

Hi all!

First of all, so sorry for being MIA, I wasn’t in the right headspace the past weeks and don’t want to put out anything just for the sake of it.

I hope you enjoy this one. The next one’s gonna be up in just a few days since I’m fired up rn.

Thank you reading!

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