My Neighbor - Part 4 (Patreon)

Author’s note: Thanks to Anora / MorbidOrb for their feedback and input.

*

The next week passed by uneventfully, and while we didn’t really discuss the matter further, we both knew where we stood on the matter. I felt like I could go on without having to watch her in the act, but I still craved the thrill of listening to Louise's adventures, watching the videos, and knowing while I worked or was at home that she was out and about. But Louise didn’t want to do that. She wanted to talk it out. Eventually.

The subsequent weekend, we went out for dinner, and after, we mapped it out for the time being. While it all hadn't gone entirely to plan, we decided both to put a hard break on the new lifestyle for a while. Of course, after the dinner and a nice lovely stroll in the park, we had found ourselves back home, letting what we had experienced thus far act as fuel and teasing material for when we hit the bed.

Louise, much to my dismay, was pretty adamant about putting an indefinite pause on the whole adventure we had embarked on, however. Even after we had a night full of teasing fun. She was, after all, always the more sensible one. I thought with the wrong head all the time, and couldn't always see the clear picture of all this cuckolding and cheating actually did to us. Louise had put rules in place to help us live out that dangerous fantasy with some boundaries, to help facilitate my fantasy, building parameters where it could live and thrive, only for herself to break all of them almost immediately. I guess it made sense, then, to take a break, however long that would be.

I did find it interesting that she insisted on still tutoring Tony, all normal-like. I wasn’t suspicious that she would do anything, but I did find it, as I said, very interesting. I knew of course we had committed to her tutoring him, but my fogged-up brain couldn't help going certain places. Like, what would they do when they were alone? Was she going to tease him? Or would he tease her? Would she relent? Was she going to let him fuck her? And the most important question, was she going to tell me about it?

And the questions kept piling up. I even asked her that weekend. The next tutoring session, without the promise of them fucking or a handjob, just a normal tutoring session, was already next Wednesday at his place.

“So… I've been thinking,” I said, taking a swig from my drink as we sat around watching TV.

“Oh no,” Louise joked, knowing where I was going.

“I know we agreed on putting a pause on things, but I really like you telling me about the other times you two have gotten together.”

“Oh, you mean when I get to tell you how good he fucks me? Enough to make your faithful wife nothing but a cheat?” Louise teased. My physical reaction was immediate.

“Yes, I suppose.”

“Johnny, look at me, sweetie,” Louise said, turning her head to face me, her blue eyes gazing into mine. “I won't do anything with him.”

But I could sense Louise wanted to appease my fantasy still. She knew it would be torture for me to see her go over there and hang with him, unable to see, not knowing. The thought of them together, her unwavering determination to not do something, then finally relenting, her pussy getting filled with another man's cum... I felt the pressure build in my loins. It was an odd feeling, being aroused and hurt all at the same time.

“Does it help if I talk about when we did it before?” Louise asked, trailing her hand up my thigh. “Tease you a little bit? Like we've done up till now?”

I nodded, leaning in to kiss her lips. Louise took hold of my head and pushed me back on the couch and then climbed on top, straddling me.

“What do you want to know?” Louise asked. “How tight his grip is on my ass when he slams his big dick inside me? How it feels to have my toes curl up when I cum on him? How good it feels to feel a young cock throb in me when he cums?”

“God, yes,” I groaned.

Louise kissed me, letting her hands run over my body. Her big breasts pressed against my chest, and her crotch rested against my groin, letting me feel her heat through the fabrics of our clothes. She grinded softly on me, teasing, giving me the promise of something more.

“He's so thick, Johnny. I can barely wrap my fingers around his girth,” Louise sighed, moving her lips to my ear. “His cock fills me up, stretches me, pushes in places only you should be able to touch. And some places you can't touch. Is that what you wanna hear?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Good. Because Tony had your faithful wife acting like a cheap slut,” Louise said.

Louise ground harder on me. I could feel her heat through my pants, her wetness seeping through and soaking the fabric of my own jeans. She reached down and unzipped me, reaching into my boxers to grab my throbbing dick. I shuddered as she stroked it a couple of times before reaching into her panties and guiding me to her entrance.

“Uuugh,” I moaned as she slid down on me. Louise smiled and kissed me.

“Just relax,” she said. “It'll be good. It's still you in me. I'm just imagining someone else.”

“Ah-hah-ha,” I stammered as she slid up and down on my dick.

Louise was wet, incredibly so. I felt my dick slide in easily, with little friction. Her heat engulfed me, and she was still so tight. Her pussy clenched around me, sucking me in.

“Does he fuck you better than me?” I asked, feeling guilt and shame well within me.

“Oh yeah,"” Louise admitted without a shred of doubt. “He's not afraid to use that big dick of his, nor take what he wants. And he knows exactly what to do with it. It's like he's got a sixth sense. He knows how to get me off so easily. You get me off too, but with more effort…”

I reached up to cup her tits, gently squeezing them through the fabric of her shirt and bra. Louise leaned in and kissed me again, her tongue slipping into my mouth. She started to move faster, sliding up and down on my dick, moaning into the kiss. I reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her into me, closing her eyes for the sensation to course through her more thoroughly.

“Fill me, Tony,” Louise moaned as I squeezed. I stopped and looked at her, watching my face contort.

“Shit, did you just say Tony?” I croaked.

“Uhh!” Louise moaned, ignoring my question, but that was confirmation enough.

My jealousy mixed in with my arousal. The jealousy of her desire for a young stud and how he could fulfill her needs so easily, my humiliation as the loser unable to provide, the guilt of jealousy. It all coalesced within me as I got the strength to grip and maneuver Louise so I could take control. I rutted against her as the envy in my gut fueled me.

“Remember, I did it for you, right? If you had never pushed, we'd never know that Tony fucks me so much better than you. That he makes me feel so much better… ” Louise taunted. “He owns me in that way, not you.”

She bit my lip hard, looking me in the eyes. Louise had become wild, crazed, moaning loudly and wanting this dirty fucking to push her over the edge. I pushed deeper, burying my aching dick to the hilt inside her as her walls closed and constricted my flesh. Louise arched against me, and the heat in our joined crotches got stronger, and heavier, as we approached our mutual climax with rapid pace, grunting and gasping loudly. I wasn't sure if we were getting into some kind of dominant submission or just mutually relished her depraved teasing. All the emotional weight was something else and added to the sensations going through me, the pleasure, and my need to hear and feel Louise explode.

“Who would you choose?” I asked in between pants, lifting her. Louise gasped.

“I- I don't knooww!” Louise answered me, almost begging, biting my lip as I held on to her buttocks and slammed her against me again and again.

“Is it because of the big cock?”

“Fucking shut the fuck up! I'm not saying anything else!”

“Do you need a big dick inside you?” I kept the taunts flowing, both scared and hoping that she would give in.

“FUCK!!”

With a loud moan, my wife threw her head back as I continued plowing into her, as she started exploding, unable to hold off. I thrusted harder until Louise's clench became more than just demanding.

“UNNNNGH,” she wailed as her entire being quivered violently.

“AAH,” I groaned, stiffening as I pressed in to feel my spurts explode into her.

Once the euphoria had passed, Louise slumped forward against my chest. For several moments neither of us moved or said a word. Then she lifted her head and grinned.

“Wow,” she murmured. “You're hornier than I had thought. But know that it was just talk. I'm just tutoring him. Got it? We can still have plenty of fun without him.”

I nodded my agreement.

*

My week crawled by. Life is more than sex, so just as well. Like, partly why Louise didn't want to have sex with Tony in the first place is that she held it special, and a special part of life. That it shouldn't be easy. Yet, that was perhaps why it was so mind-numbingly arousing to me when she had been so easy for him to pluck. But both Louise and I had plenty of stuff to preoccupy us for the beginning of the week.

I knew, for instance, that the school was taking on an exchange student Louise was to show the grounds to. Emilie, from France, though, from what I gathered, she went with Emily for simplicity. A cute freckled girl, from what I could tell from meeting her once when picking up Louise. The addition of an exchange student certainly added some flavor to the regular school day.

Then it was finally Wednesday, and Louise was heading out to Tony's house across the street, without an idea what was about to happen. Sure, nothing was to happen this time, but it had happened a couple of times, so why wouldn't it happen this time? At least I knew his parents were at home. But yet, the rush of not knowing, the desperation of seeing everything, I knew I wanted more.

The thought of my wife getting defiled by a young man while I could only listen was something that filled me with fear, jealousy, and longing, but also aroused me immensely. I could imagine Louise's moans and the groans of Tony as he rutted into my wife. I could almost smell the scent of sex and hear the sounds of flesh hitting flesh, as Tony's balls slapped into her.

“Are you ready, Johnny?” Louise asked, snapping me out of my reverie. Normally it would be just a question, but the way she asked it…

“You gonna tease him?” I asked, my eyes wide.

Louise smiled, shrugging. “No, I think it's best if we keep it between us,” she answered. “It's not fair for him. He's a nice boy. And we can't let this control our lives.”

“I suppose that's true,” I said, my disappointment evident.

But I noticed Louise's perception of him had changed a bit. We used to think he was a crude, brash guy with little respect for women the way he'd toss the odd comments about, but I guess Louise had gotten quite familiar with him, and thus used to Tony.

“I'm going, though,” Louise said, blowing me a kiss.

I nodded and turned to make myself distracted. I knew I was leaning way too hard into all of this. There was no point in pushing it if Louise was so adamant about not wanting it. She had her limits. Still, I wanted her to cheat on me, even if it was only mentally.

But as I looked out the window, I noticed Tony, standing outside, gazing at Louise as she walked up her driveway giving him a small wave. Knowing what they had done before, those two alone sent all the wrong wires to my brain and my crotch alike. No. Johnny, stop doing that. Louise wants a pause, and we need to respect that. That's final. I had to be a good husband and respect her wishes. Shrugging, I found my jogging clothes, thinking I could probably run off some steam.

*

As Louise made her way towards Tony's house, she was still undecided about how to proceed. She knew John wanted her to tease, to be naughty, but that just wasn't who she was, or at least she didn't think she was. It was so much fun, but she didn't want to break apart their marriage because she got carried away. She had to stay true for both of their sakes, as she was honestly a bit shocked at how easily she had gotten hooked.

What was a small saving grace this time around, was that Tony's parents were at home. Louise knew them very well, and both were proper people. Still, it was a bit awkward sitting at the kitchen table and teaching nutrition to Tony, knowing full well she had fucked their son, and done so in front of her own husband.

At least she made sure to put on professional enough attire. A simple, button-up cotton blouse and a professional skirt that rode way past her knees.

“Okay, so,” Louise started. “We're going over basic vitamins today, which ones you can find in what kind of fruits and vegetables. Do you know the basics?”

“Ehm, I guess. Like A, B, C?” Tony asked.

“Yeah, you got that part,” Louise chuckled. “I mean, those are most common.”

“Oh. Right. E, D, K,” Tony recited.

“Good. So do you know what those do?”

“Well… I'm guessing E is for eyes?” Tony said, unsure.

“Not exactly. I won't go into the inner workings of them, as that is honestly way above my pay rate, but rather to find them. I made this pamphlet,” Louise said, searching her bag for said pamphlet, finding it and handing it to him. “A varied diet would surely give you the correct fuel to get you back from the bench and onto the football team. And perhaps a scholarship?”

“Right,” Tony said, taking the pamphlet.

Louise was expecting disinterest, but Tony read along, studying the different images of fruits and meats that she had neatly put into different Venn diagrams for which food held which vitamins, proteins, carbs, fats, iron, and so on. She had used it in class before, but to little effect as none cared for anything but a juicy cheeseburger. Tony, though, actually seemed to be paying attention.

“And I assume it's not good to be deficient in any of these?”

“Correct. And if you are, you'd have to take supplements. Some say that's cheating, that the natural way is better. But screw them,” Louise encouraged, getting a cheeky look from Tony as she said 'screw'. There the teasing was. But she moved past it. “When it comes to what you actually need per your body, I'd refer you to a doctor for blood work, but a varied diet with a sufficient amount of calories should be enough. A big boy like you needs a lot of protein and carbohydrates to build up those muscles of yours.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Banks,” Tony said. “You're pretty good at this.”

“Thanks. I'm not sure how I ended up being a teacher, but I love it,” Louise said, looking down at the paper. “You're really paying attention. I'm impressed.”

“Well... I don't want to fuck this up. Like, I know you're only doing this out of the goodness of your heart,” Tony said, before turning to a whisper, “especially as we're not fucking anymore.”

“Tony!” Louise said abashed. Though it was the truth, she thought. But his dad had set her up with a small payment plan for her hours per week. But not every student got this treatment from her…  only the one who had fucked her hard in front of her husband.

“I'm just teasing,” Tony said. “So what's next on the agenda?”

Louise smiled and moved on, making Tony go through some exercises based on what they had just gone over. The hour passed quickly. Louise hadn't been in a real tutoring session like this in a long time, and it was refreshing. She liked how Tony was paying attention to what she said.

“So,” Louise said. “I have to say. I'm surprised today. You didn't even make one comment about... erh well okay you did, but you didn't try anything.”

“Pff. I'm not gonna push anything. Not until you're asking for it,” Tony chuckled, utterly confident that Louise would come crawling back.

'God, so full of himself. And here I thought he had turned another leaf,' Louise thought, rolling her eyes internally.

As much as Louise hated admitting it, she did secretly yearn for something to happen again with Tony, to ask John, who’d say yes probably, if the fantasy was back on the menu. For Tony to push, giving her the excuse that it wasn’t her fault. She loved to be able to just let go, even if, or because, it was with someone kinda despicable like Tony. Not that she found him particularly despicable anymore. Of course, he wasn’t all that handsome, but he was nice in his own way.

And he was simply the best she had had when it came to pure sex, as much as that fucked her up a bit to admit. Not that she willingly stated that much, it was more like a given fact at this point. Even if it was something she did for her husband, she couldn’t deny she enjoyed sex with him. He knew what to do with her. So much so that when Tony's hand moved up her thigh, she didn't even notice right away.

“Come on, Tony, they're right there,” Louise muttered urgently, nodding towards his parents still watching TV. Tony chuckled but retreated his hand. Louise gave a sigh, but collected herself again.

“Right. Well, it's good you can take no for an answer,” Louise said, finishing up her notes, and stood up to leave. “Okay, I think we're done for today. Do you have any questions?”

“Come on, you don't gotta leave just yet. Why don't you stay for a bit?” Tony asked. It was a question, but Louise didn't exactly like the way he was more or less commanding her with his tone.

“Why would I do that? So you can harass me?” Louise shot back. He had been good so far, why couldn't it just persist?

“I won't. I just think you're a nice lady. We don't have to do anything. Unless you're up for a quick blowjob in my room,” Tony said, ending in a HAH!

“You know I don't do that,” Louise muttered, not wanting the parents to hear anything.

“Still haven't given ol' hubby your mouth, eh?” Tony said. Louise slowly shook her head. Tony then lowered his voice a bit, thank god, “Well, if you ever feel inclined, I know it would drive your cuck husband nuts if you sucked mine off before his.”

“Sssh, Tony,” Louise whispered, though the TV was fairly loud. But she didn't like the way his suggestion made her feel. Like, it was probably true, Louise was sure John would absolutely love to see her suck a cock that wasn't his. “And what makes you think I'd do that?” Damn, why did she even ask? She should just get up and leave. Now she was just playing right into his hand.

“Oh, I dunno. Because you’ll like it? But at least promise me my cock will be your first, okay?” Tony said, putting his hand on her thigh again. Louise looked around, but nobody had seen them. The touch felt different this time, and she found herself getting excited by the naughtiness of it. She wanted the hand to linger, but dutifully swatted it away. “Come on. I know you want it. You want to be bad again. And I can make you feel good.”

“I... I don't... I think we should…” Louise muttered. “Maybe. Maybe, but I probably never will do it at all. Oral is so... filthy and degrading.”

“Aww, come on. I think you'd love sucking on a young, hard cock,” Tony teased, his and returning then she felt his fingers trailing up her thigh. “Your husband is one lucky guy to be able to watch it all happen.”

Louise was about to scoff at that notion, but her breathing hitched as Tony's fingertips danced up her thigh, pushing her skirt until he was brushing against her bare skin, as they crept higher and higher. The thought was so naughty. To give Tony something she'd never do, something she found so disgusting. The taboo of sucking a cock other than John's, just to satisfy another man and no one else… No, just to satisfy John’s naughty desires. Right.

Feeling his fingers almost reach the innards of her thighs, she shot up on her feet, brushing her skirt back in place.

“Maybe,” Louise said, her breathing slightly slower than before. “I... It's so wrong. The fantasy is off the table anyway, so there is no point discussing it. Especially not... me doing... that. So I have to go. Bye.”

*

The jog did me good. I was able to clear my head and establish a new mindset. If Louise wanted a break from all of this, then I would be supportive of that. Be her fellow soldier in the war against... erh... dick? Yeah, mincing words wasn't always my strong suit, but the intention was there.

So when I saw Louise come home from Tony's all flustered, instead of pushing for what had happened to satiate my own needs, I asked what was wrong.

“Tony just being an ass,” Louise explained, hanging her coat back on the wall. “He was getting a bit touchy.”

I frowned. “Are you okay?” I asked, a bit worried. “You want me to kick his ass? I'd whip that boy easy,” I offered, half-jokingly.

“Heh, I doubt that,” Louise replied, kissing my cheek.

That stung, but I pushed it away. No more of that.

“So did he say something?” I asked.

“Just... stuff I didn't want to hear,” Louise answered, shrugging. “He just wanted me to stay a bit longer. And blow him.”

Louise dropped the bomb. Man, it was with hard conviction I fought my own arousal away. Blow him? I knew that was something Louise never wanted to do, and probably never would. She could barely stand when I, or Tony, went down on her, and that was something she actually enjoyed. So sucking another man's big fat cock? Never. She found it too degrading. Which, shamefully, was why I thought it would be an awesome sight to behold. But alas, stay strong, John.

“Oh yeah?” I asked, feigning disinterest, which was hard when my mind was flooding with all kinds of images of my proud wife on her knees servicing another man.

“Yeah. Can you believe it? I said no... but he... No, I shouldn't even bring it up,” Louise said.

“What? You can't say A and then not say B and C?” I complained.

“He kinda... Fuck, it's not even relevant as we're not doing anything anyway,” Louise said. “He wanted me to blow him before I blew you, but it doesn't even matter as that's just not something that will happen. For a multitude of reasons.”

Louise seemed a bit worked up. It was a lot to take in. Tony really knew how to push the buttons, and I guess he knew Louise's limits, though.

“Well, what did you answer?” I asked. I had tried to steer away, but I had to know.

“Say what?”

“About blowing him before me.”

“Oh,” Louise said, looking a bit embarrassed. “I said maybe.”

I raised my eyebrows, my mouth hanging open. I’d never believe it if I didn’t see her mouth move and the sound of her soft voice trickling through my ears.

“Just to appease him. He was getting kinda touchy, and his parents were right there and... But I didn't mean it, alright?”

“Of course, of course,” I said. “Well. I'm glad you were able to get outta there, then.”

“True that,” Louise muttered.

“You think he's jerking off thinking about it now?” I asked before I could stop myself.

“John!” Louise scolded, but I could tell she liked it. “God, why can't we just let this go? Why are you so adamant about bringing all of this up?”

“I dunno. I just think it's hot, I can’t help it. Sorry. Let's eat.”

“No wait. I'm not the only one getting teased, mister. Do you think he's jerking off thinking of me blowing him? Do you think, right now, that Tony is imagining my lips around his fat cock, going up and down? Something I don't even wanna do, but I do to please him and not you? Well, while you think on that, I'm letting you know there's no dessert for you tonight!” Louise said. She sounded angry, but the way she smiled at the end let me know she was just playing with me.

“Ah, come on, Louise,” I pleaded, pulling her into me, and kissing her lips softly. Louise kissed me back. “Sure. Yes. I think he does. He's jerking his big cock, thinking about your full lips wrapping around his dick, taking him into your mouth, his big fat balls resting on your chin…” I was barely able to get the words out, stammering as I teased something I could never take back if it happened. So much else had happened that was out of my control, that should be mine exclusively, but this was something I didn’t even have in the first place. It burned within me just saying it, teasing her about it.

“Sssh,” Louise sighed, pressing herself against me. I could feel her heart pounding. “We're not doing anything.”

“Listen. I just wanna say that it’s okay if you want it, and if it happens again it happens, but I won’t push it anymore,” I said, keeping as honest as I could. I honestly felt a bit bad for even teasing it like I did. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re really gonna be able to move on?” Louise asked.

I nodded, agreeing, but deep down I wanted to do so much. A fantasy I should be scared of, and in so many ways I was. Perhaps that’s why the brains of us took the steering wheel and drove us out of the ditch.

And much to my dismay, Louise was true to her word. When the night came I realized she was serious that I wasn't getting any tonight. I lay down next to her, my cock stiff, my body yearning for hers. She gave me a knowing smile, before turning out the lights.

When the next Monday finally came, their next tutoring session, I didn't even bring up anything at all. I forced any curiosity well away, wanting to give Louise that space and that pause that she had asked for. I knew it was for both our sakes that we had put it on indefinite leave for now, but it still haunted me like nothing else. No. A jog would serve well this time around as well. Maybe I should get another hobby or something.

What did have me a bit worried though, was that she had booked the pool this Friday already. The last time they had been there, Tony had ended up fucking her brains out. Even though Louise insisted it was over, I couldn't help but worry a bit. For her sake. She didn’t want the fantasy as it was too risky, and I honestly think she didn’t like how the sex with Tony made her feel.

But I decided to take it on faith. Louise would never cheat on me. First we had to get through Monday, though. For me it was easy. It was Louise who had to endure Tony, not me, so I was the one getting off scot-free here. And the tutoring session was at our place this time, Louise's home field, as Tony's parents had guests over or something.

I got home from work, and Louise was already there, cooking up a storm. She was singing to herself, her blonde hair up in a ponytail, and she wore an apron, with only some yoga pants and a red T-shirt on. I knew it stretched deliciously across those big breasts of her, just as the yoga pants did across her full cheeks.

“Hey,” Louise greeted. “I'm almost done with the chicken, I just need to make the sauce. So why don't you set up the table while you wait?”

“Sure thing. When is Tony over?” I asked, taking the dinner plates from the cupboards.

“Around six,” Louise said, not looking away from the veggies she was cutting for the sauce.

“Awesome. I was thinking of heading out for a jog. I did last time, and it did me a world of good,” I said. Louise turned and looked at me with a bit of surprise. Did she hope I would stay? Was she worried Tony would do somethi– No. It was over. Let it go, Johnny. Louise just shot me a smile and turned away. See? Nothing to worry about.

We spent the dinner talking about other mundane stuff. Work for the most part. Also, there was a new bathroom facility in the park, apparently, and the town was finally fixing the potholes northbound. Good stuff. When there was half an hour left before Tony came, I went ahead and got changed to head out, and ten minutes later I was out the door, jogging into the Indiana fall.

*

Louise was already ready for Tony's arrival, wearing her yoga pants and red workout shirt. It was perhaps a bit revealing, but being both busty and strong athletically, there was no way around it. Unless she wanted to wear those baggy, highly unflattering sweatpants and whatnot, but Louise liked looking presentable.

“Woah, I like your outfit. Is this for me?” Tony asked, stepping into the Banks's home. Louise snorted.

“Ha, nice try, mister. We're just gonna do some basic exercises,” Louse said.

“Come on, I'm just admiring. Give me a twirl,” Tony wanted.

Louise's cheeks grew bright pink in annoyance being commanded, but to cut the nagging short, she gave him a quick pirouette in the middle of the kitchen floor.

“Thanks, baby. I got it stored now. I'm good, let's just start, yeah?”

Louise chuckled, shaking her head, leading him into the living room where she had put some weights and some yoga mats. Louise decided they'd do some basic yoga poses, trying to see where he was lacking, but Tony insisted on moving straight into lifting weights. Just as well. Some of the yoga poses could be... compromising.

“Okay,” Louise sighed. “Let's start with push-ups. Hands shoulder-width apart. This focuses on your chest and triceps. If you want more focus on the triceps on your own time, try to form a diamond with your hands under your chest.”

“You got it, boss,” Tony groaned. He was quite strong but had almost no stamina, and after just two sets of ten, he had to tap out.

“Wanna do some squats, then?” Louise suggested. It would focus on something that wouldn't put a strain on his shoulders and his arms.

“Oh yeah. And I'd love for you to demonstrate,” Tony said, leaving no doubt where his eyes went.

“Oh, alright,” Louise sighed, annoyed. At least he was looking and not touching.

Louise got in position, showing him the proper stance as she started the demonstration. Up and down, going from a deep squat and then getting up.

“It's the muscles in the hips that helps,” Louise said.

“I like how you squeeze at the top,” Tony muttered, standing behind her. Looking over her shoulder, Louise saw him awkwardly shift his bulge, but pretended to ignore it. “Man, you're flexible. You get so deep. Like a professional.”

“Well, you know I do a lot of stretching. I'll show you later,” Louise muttered, doing a couple more reps before turning to Tony, who was just standing there with a stupid grin. “Your turn, big guy. You wanna be able to squat a couple of hundred pounds, you better start getting serious now.”

Tony shrugged, getting into position. Louise showed him how to squat, getting her hands on his arms to correct his position, angling his hips correctly. He was on the football team, so he obviously knew how to do squats, bench press, and all that stuff, but he liked her getting closer to him like this. Besides, he had pulled a hamstring once, so maybe some correction was warranted.

“Like this. And remember to squeeze at the top. The muscles in your hips will help,” Louise explained.

“Oh, I'm squeezing all right,” Tony muttered.

Louise rolled her eyes. “Just do a couple of reps. Let me see where you're lacking,” she said.

Tony did a couple of squats, but his knees were starting to bend inward, which would cause further injuries to his legs, especially at his weight, so Louise decided to correct him. She placed a hand on the small of his back, and one on his abdomen, pushing him forward. Tony grunted, but obliged, keeping his form.

Louise then got down on one knee to adjust his knees, and as she looked up, she was met with the sight of Tony's crotch right in front of her face. She couldn't help but notice how his bulge seemed to have grown a bit. Louise could almost feel the heat, smelling the stench of sweat and dangerous musk.

She quickly regained her composure and got back to her feet.

“Right. Ehm. Do some more reps,” Louise said, nervously. Tony smirked knowingly but didn't say anything. Louise felt her breath hitch, but she kept watching him, forcing herself not to pay attention. “Well... That's better. Your thighs are already quite muscular, so... ehm... a little break, perhaps?”

“Sure thing, babe,” Tony said.

“Don't, erh, don't call me babe, please.”

“Sure thing.”

Being called that was just... not right. Especially since she was married. God. He had no tact at all.

“Now then,” Louise said. “Why don't we start on some stretching? It would be the last thing for tonight, I think.”

Tony nodded his agreement. At least he’d be on the mat, while she stood. It gave Louise a sense of control being regained.  She liked being in charge and being the dominant one, but Tony always managed to reverse that and push his own dominance, something that irked her. She wasn’t quite sure how to handle him.

Louise didn't want to let her mind stray, but that bulge from earlier… it was right there, reeking with his musk… Her eyes trailed over his crotch, which wasn't obvious now that it had gotten flaccid, but…

“On your knees, like before,” Louise directed, feeling the heat grow within her, “just relax your body and breathe.”

Louise breathed along, easing into it, her skin tingling. A sense of unease spread across the pit of her stomach, and her nerves flared to life, as she slowly pushed her legs apart to get into the splits pose, keeping her hands flat between her knees.

Tony tried to sit in a similar pose as her but wasn't as agile. Something to work on. Instead, he settled for a regular seated position.

“So try to reach your left foot, then your right foot. Breath with me,” Louise explained, her voice slightly labored from the controlled rhythm of their breath, inhaling in, and out. In and out. Tony tried to match her, but it was strained as he stretched out. Louise's eyes traced his thick thighs, her eyes following the hard outline of his bulge, resting near his crotch.

Louise couldn't seem to keep her mind from straying. Before long, it was getting increasingly hard to focus on Tony's training, as she couldn't stop imagining a bare, veiny, meaty cock resting there. One so huge and swollen and filled to the brink with all his juice…

“Enjoying the view?” Tony suddenly teased, snapping her back to reality.

“I beg your pardon?” Louise tried, but her voice quivered.

“Come on, Mrs. Banks,” Tony grinned. Louise could sense he was going for a full-frontal assault, no mercy, no remorse. “I certainly do, the way your tits almost swell with your breathing stuff.”

“L-let's go over to stretching your glutes and your hamstrings in another position,” Louise said, trying to regain focus.

“I have an idea that can work for my glutes,” Tony countered.

He was practically asking for trouble now even if he said he wouldn’t, but he'd get none today. She had decided as much. Or, Louise had thought she had, anyway, but then the temptation to flirt back rose inside her. She wasn't even sure if this was still her pausing all sexual activities, as nothing had explicitly happened.

“Now now,” Louise chuckled. Tony's cock twitched against his pants, and her lips parted. “You're insatiable, aren't you, sweetheart? Now come on. Get up.”

They both stood, and his brute-like form suddenly hovered over her, making her acutely aware of just how big of a kid he was. At nineteen, he stood well over six foot, weighing over three hundred pounds. And that wasn't the only thing about him that was impressive.

“So you need to stand firm with your legs, but try to bend over to touch your toes.”

“Erh. Why don't you show me?” Tony asked with a smirk.

“What? Oh, of course,” Louise said. It was a simple pose that everyone knew, but if he needed it shown then... Wait, was this just a ploy to get her to bend over?

“Get going, teach,” Tony urged.

“Yeah, but promise you won't… touch me, okay?” Louise urged.

“I promise.”

Louise was somewhat skeptical, but she didn't want to seem rude. It was just a simple pose. She bent over and grabbed her toes, stretching her entire body. Tony got behind her and let out a low groan of approval.

“Very nice. I can see why you do yoga,” Tony said, placing a hand on her ass. Louise immediately shot back up.

“Hey! You promised!” she hissed.

“Sorry, I'll keep 'em to myself,” Tony promised, taking a step back.

Louise scoffed but tried to regain her composure. “Now, then. Stretch out those hamstrings. Try to touch your toes,” she directed, looking away as Tony bent down, his hands resting nor further than his knees as he stretched. With a few feet between them, it was easy to keep her eyes off that bulge of his, but his musk hung in the air like a dense fog.

“Alright, I think that's good enough. We can continue with yoga next time,” Louise said.

“You wanna do some yoga together? I'd love to stretch those tight muscles of yours,” Tony suggested.

“Oh, I'm sure you would,” Louise said, rolling her eyes.

Tony chuckled, straightening his back, his fingers grazing over the tent in his pants. Louise bit her lip, unable to look away, and Tony seemed to take note of that. He looked down at his crotch, his hand cupping the bulge, and Louise could've sworn he had been stroking it.

“What are you doing?” Louise asked. “We're in the middle of our living room!”

“Sorry. I'm just so damn hard,” Tony said.

“I can see that but–” Louise was cut off as Tony slumped down on the couch where John sat just half an hour ago, and lowered his sweatpants, revealing his cock in all its glory. “Tony!”

“I can't help it. I'm so fucking hard for you, baby.”

“Don't call me that!” Louise exclaimed, her eyes glued to that monster.

He was stroking himself right in front of her, his cock pulsing and throbbing in her own living room. Louise felt her mouth go dry. It was huge, and even though she had seen it before, the sight still managed to take her breath away. And with John not home, it was like nothing was stopping her from reaching out and grabbing it. She should’ve been furious, but it sort of escaped her.

“You can touch it if you want,” Tony suggested.

Louise licked her lips, her eyes trailing along the veiny shaft, resting on his tip. It was glistening with his pre-cum, and he smeared it all over his tip, the sound of his slick juices rhythmically pulsing up and down, making her heart race.

“No!” Louise said.

“Well, then you don't mind if I help myself a bit? I can't very well walk across the street like this?”

Louise shook her head, not sure what to say. Her body was tingling. Louise kept silent, but she didn't stop him when he started to stroke his cock, his eyes fixed on hers.

“Fuck, you're so hot, Mrs. Banks,” he muttered. “I love to jerk my cock in front of you. You're such a fucking tease.”

“I'm not–” Louise started but stopped herself. “Listen, it's okay if you do it yourself... just don't try to touch me or anything.”

“Sure, baby. Just watch me, then,” Tony said, his hand stroking faster and faster, his cock glistening. “I'm gonna cum so fucking hard for you. You have no idea how much I love jerking off to you. Those big tits, that glorious ass, Jesus Christ.”

Louise blushed at how crude and brazen he was being. She hated it, but it made her so fucking horny. And even as crude as he was, she enjoyed the sensation of seeing and hearing how Tony got for her.

“You sure know how to talk to a lady,” Louise said, trying to sound sarcastic.

She tried to keep her voice down, her hands firmly planted on her sides as she watched him jerk off, the lewd sounds making her dizzy with arousal. John had said 'if it happens' that it would be okay, so surely Tony jerking off in front of her was not breaking any promises, right?

“Are you gonna cum?” Louise asked, wanting Tony out of there before anything stupid happened. Who knew when John would be back? He'd give the green light and then it was all on the table again, something Louise hoped to avoid. Also, she kinda wanted to see how much he’d cum just from looking at her.

“Soon, baby. Are you gonna let me cum on you?” Tony asked.

“What? No! We're not doing anything!” Louse exclaimed.

“It's not cheating if it's just jerking off, right? I promise I'll behave. Just let me cum on those big tits of yours. I'd love to see them all sticky and wet with my cum,” Tony asked. “At least give me some visuals here.”

Louise hesitated. She had a pretty tight t-shirt on, with a sports bra under that wasn't too revealing. If it wasn't for her being so busty, that is. But then, she did want him to finish quicker, as it was a matter of time until John would be back.

“Fine. But no touching,” Louise muttered, pulling her shirt up over her breasts, along with her sports bra, letting her big tits spill out. She felt so naughty and slutty, showing her big boobs to someone other than her husband again.

“Jesus fucking Christ. Look at those tits, baby,” Tony groaned. “Fucking perfect. You've been making me so hard for so long.”

“You're welcome,” Louise said, her cheeks flushing.

Tony was pumping his cock even harder now, his pre-cum spluttering out all over his shaft, coating his thick fingers. Louise couldn't help but lick her lips. It was so hot. So wrong, so filthy.

“Yeah, you love it, don't you?” Tony teased. “I know you do.”

“I don't,” Louise shot back.

“You love it when I jerk off in front of you, baby,” Tony groaned, standing up to get better leverage. He was standing right in front of her, and the heat of his throbbing member was right in front of her, down under her vision somewhere. “Get down on your knees, Louise. I'm close.”

“I'm not doing anything,” Louise said, feeling her knees getting weaker.

“That's fine. I just, ugh, like having you on your knees,” Tony said, his voice strained.

Louise didn't know why, but she did as told, her eyes glued to that huge cock. She argued with herself that it was to give him the motivation to cum and then get out of there, and by the way his cock pulsed and throbbed, she knew that was indeed a result of having her topless under him like this.

“Fuck yeah. That's it, baby, just like that. You love having a big cock so close to your face, don't you?” Tony groaned.

“No, I don't,” Louise tried. She felt so ashamed, so dirty. Her whole face was red, but she couldn't seem to look away. Tony was jerking his cock so hard and fast, that his body jerked along to it.

Suddenly, he gasped as a first spray of white-hot semen flew from his cock. It landed right on her chin, trailing down her neck and dripping onto her chest. He let out a loud moan.

“Fuck, yes. That's where it belongs,” he grunted. Louise sat perfectly still as the next shot came straight on her face, dripping down onto her chest and over her tits. Then the next and the next. There was so fucking much. A stream of hot, string cream rushed out of his cock and over her body.

He groaned, milking the last out of it, and it ended on her tits with a splatter and some final dripping. Tony panted above her.

“Get dressed and out of here before John's back,” Louise quickly said, forcing herself up on her feet. Her legs were wobbly and unstable, and her mind was hazy. Her chest and face was practically dripping in his vile sperm, and she needed him out of here so she could get cleaned up ASAP.

“So that's okay then?" Tony asked. “As long as we don't touch, it's fine?”

“I… guess,” Louise admitted. As long as it was just his hand on his own body, it shouldn't hurt, and certainly wouldn't ruin anything. “For now. But please just hurry and leave. I don't want John to… erh… question this or anything. I'll tell him my own way.”

Tony nodded.

“Okay. Just don't tell anyone about this. Promise?” Louise said, her heartbeat thundering, her breasts still sticky with his seed. She grabbed a towel she had used for soaking sweat, but it got drenched in cum within a few pats. “There’s so much risk if anyone finds out about us.”

“Don't worry, Louise. It'll be our little secret. Thanks for that, Mrs. B,” Tony smiled, putting his cock back in his pants.

Louise sighed, wiping the cum from her face.

“Well, erh, thank you too, I guess,” Louise muttered, cleaning her tits with the same rag as her face.

Tony let himself out, and soon Louise found herself in her shower, with the showerhead shoved into her pussy, panting and moaning as she relived the memories of Tony’s cock ejaculating for her. The orgasm was incredible, and when she finally came down from the high, she felt guilty, but there was also relief that they had found a loophole to at least blow off some of the steam.

*

I didn't get home until a couple of hours later. My mind was clear of all thoughts about Tony and Louise. Well, that wasn't quite true. I was still thinking about them, but the images of their bodies joined together had gone away for now. Mostly because Louise greeted me with leftovers from our dinner almost ready, freshly showered. Louise always looked so incredibly hot when she was fresh out of the shower.

"God, I'm so hungry," I exclaimed.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Of course. Nothing better to jog on an empty stomach," I answered. "You burn extra calories that way."

"That's just a myth," Louise chuckled. She leaned over the kitchen island, giving me a quick peck, giving me a good eyeful of those boobs when she cupped my face with her hand, before turning back to serving dinner.

"Erh," I uttered. "Right."

"Bit distracted?" Louise chuckled, looking over her shoulder at me.

"Heh, with you around? Of course."

It wasn't until later that night in bed when I asked her how the tutoring had gone, that I knew what had happened. She had hidden it so well all evening, but when I asked, without any thought for the fantasy, she finally came clean.

"Oh, it was fine. He did some lifting, and we stretched a bit. Nothing really out of the ordinary," Louise answered.

I looked at her, sensing that there was more. "Really? Because you seem a bit flustered."

"No, I'm not."

"What? Did he try something?" I asked. Louise didn't answer. "Louise?"

"Okay, so he might have jerked off a little, but it's fine. We didn't touch at all."

I raised my eyebrows. "Wait, you let him jerk off in front of you?" I asked.

Louise blushed, but she nodded.

"Why didn't you stop him?" I asked.

"It's... complicated," Louise sighed. "It didn't break anything, I swear."

"Well, as long as he didn't touch you, then, and that you’re comfortable," I said, taking her side in the 'pause' matter. "I mean, he'd do it anyway, so I don't see the harm."

"That was sort of what I was thinking. I'm glad you're on the same page as me. That being said," Louise said, crawling down the bed between my knees. "Since you've been so supportive, maybe I'll grant you a little reward. What do you think?"

"Oh yeah?" I smiled, licking my lips as she reached for my cock.

"Mhmm," Louise hummed. "So how about it, John?"

I nodded, my mouth hanging open as Louise grabbed my cock in her warm hand, slowly stroking it to life. "Yes, please," I begged.

"Good boy," Louise said. "Now let me take care of you. Just lay back and enjoy."

I laid back, my hands resting behind my head. I closed my eyes, feeling Louise's soft hands caressing my thighs. I could hear her breathing getting heavier, and I felt her fingers tracing my cock, and I knew that she was admiring it. Was this it? Would she finally grant me my blowjob? I knew she had told Tony 'maybe' in giving him her first, but even so, would this be it? My heart raced in excitement as I felt her hot breath on my cock.

"Fuck yes," I groaned, anticipating her lips finally around my cock any moment now.

I waited for what felt like an eternity, but nothing happened. Louise just kept breathing on it. I opened my eyes to look at her, and she was just kneeling there, her eyes glued to my cock. Her face was flushed, her lips parted, and her eyes were filled with arousal. She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling.

"Louise?" I asked, my voice strained.

"Sorry," she said. "I was just thinking about how Tony wanted me to save my mouth for him. I just got lost a little bit, sitting here with yours in front of me."

"So you're not considering giving some to me?" I asked.

"What? No! I still think it's disgusting and degrading. Sorry. I didn't mean to tease you like that, and no I'm not thinking about blowing him either, but I just got lost in my own world a bit," Louise said. "Just relax. I'm gonna make you feel good."

"Alright," I said, relaxing again.

Louise's soft hands wrapped around my cock, slowly stroking it up and down, teasing my tip, before climbing up onto my lap and sinking down on me.

"Oh yes," she moaned. "It feels so good."

"Did you like the taste of it?" I asked before I could stop myself.

"What?" Louise asked, lost in her world of bouncing up and down on me, her tits pummeling my face in the process.

"Back when you first jerked him off, and he came a bit in your mouth," I asked, feeling my climax approach as I dared to tease her this way.

"No," Louise moaned. "It tasted awful. It was so thick, almost like jelly in the thick part, creamy in the rest. I didn't get a whole lot, but it didn't, ugh, taste good at all. Now, enough of that."

I knew better than to push any further, so I moved my hands to gently cup her tits and mush them into my face, starting to meet her thrusts with my own.

"Oh, John," Louise sighed, her eyes closed in bliss, her mouth hanging open.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," I said.

"I'm glad you think so," Louise smiled, her hands resting on my shoulders for leverage.

It didn't take long until we were both climaxing. I was first, but she followed right after, moaning and whimpering as I filled her up with my cum. We laid together in post-coital bliss, my cock still inside of her, her wet pussy milking my softening cock, before she rolled off me with a satisfied sigh.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too," I answered, feeling my eyes grow heavy.

*

Louise felt kinda guilty only telling part of the tale, but she also didn't want John to get his hopes up for anything to happen between Tony and herself. Beyond him jerking off for her, which she did tell, though perhaps not all of it.

The week passed in a flash. The days were busy at work, and the nights were spent together with John. He was supportive, as promised, but Louise knew he had high hopes for something more happening. Something he'd never get, at least as long as she was the one who got to decide. But it was nice to have him take her side in all of it.

Louise wasn't a huge fan of having another session with Tony the same week, but it was only a matter of time before they closed the pool down for the winter, so she booked it Friday and the following Monday to get as much in before then. She was very well aware of how it had gone the last time they swam together, but she had double and triple-checked that the men's locker room was in full working condition beforehand, so at least that wouldn't be an issue this time around.

Friday came, and Louise was ready at the pool when Tony arrived. He greeted her with a smug grin.

"Ready to get wet?" he asked. Louise snorted. He could be funny on occasion. A rare occasion, that is.

"Ready to get some education?" she countered.

"You know it. So what are we starting with today, babe?"

Louise frowned but decided to ignore it. It was just a name, after all.

"I was thinking we could try to work on your front crawl, aka freestyle," she said. "You need to get a bit quicker."

"That's a lot of my body to be staring at," Tony chuckled, referring to his awful flopping technique in his freestyle. "How come you wear a swimsuit anyway? I bet you'd be a killer in even regular bikinis."

"Because it's more professional," Louise said, shooting any potential proposals down.

"Pff. It's just us here anyway. How about you next time, Monday is it, wear something more comfortable?" Tony asked.

"Sure whatever. Get in the pool," Louise said impatiently, waving her hand toward the said pool.

"Fine by me. Is it okay if I swim naked, perchance?" Tony asked. What an odd request.

"What the hell for?" Louise scowled.

"I've always wanted to try, but obviously there are plenty of people around. I mean, I just enjoy being naked. So when in Rome, right? I’m, erh, kind of an exhibitionist in that way," Tony explained, rubbing his neck a bit at his admittance.

"No that’s highly… You know what, if you keep quiet and don't do any teasing and stuff, I'll let you swim a bit naked after. How does that sound?" Louise said. Hah! Who's in control now? She’d get him to shut up for the rest of the session and she’d relish it.

Tony beamed up, nodding in agreement, jumping into the deep end of the pool.

"Right," Louise said, ready to resume the training.

A few laps later, Tony was resting by the edge of the pool, panting heavily. Louise sighed. "Now listen. You need to draw breath, or you'll wind yourself. Push up," Louise said, twisting her torso to one side as if to show, her chest jutting out as a result, no doubt giving quite the view for the young man. But true to his word, Tony said nothing. "And draw. Got it?"

"Got it, teach," Tony said, offering a snide smile as he looked over her body. Still, not saying anything.

Louise was slowly coming to grips that she'd have to let him swim naked. She had sort of half-assumed he'd break, but no. He was focused on his swimming technique, only giving her body a glance here and there, other than that, he was ever as diligent in his resolve to bathe in the school pool in the nude, for Louise's eyes to see.

"Okay, I guess we can try to see what it's like to swim naked, then," Louise finally gave in. "I'll go and lock the doors, and you get ready."

Tony smiled, nodding excitedly. By the time Louise was back, having also given the hall outside a quick scan, Tony was in the pool and his swimming trunks hanging on the ladder nearest to the locker room.

"I'm ready," Tony said.

"So I see," Louise said, her heart racing in anticipation. "Okay, then. Go ahead."

"How about you do the same, then?"

"You just wanna break our no-touch rule," Louise muttered, moving over to where his trunks hung. In case someone were to barge in, she'd throw them into the pool to hide them. Or for Tony to put them back on.

"Seeing you naked is more than enough for me," Tony said in a surprising moment of sincerity, before starting a small lap along the short end of the pool.

Louise blushed. She didn't think he had it in him to be that sincere. Though, over the time she had grown to know him, she knew that it could happen from time to time.

"I'm not getting naked," Louise said. "This is still my workplace. You just get a small suspension, I'll lose my whole career forever. And boy have I risked enough."

"Fair enough," Tony said as he got back from a lap, then made his way over to the ladder.

"W-what are you doing? Didn't you want to swim around for a bit?" Louise asked, worried about his intention.

"Nah. I've had my fun," Tony said, taking her by surprise as he stood over her completely naked. His big hog hanging just beneath her vision. "I'm pretty tired anyway. Probably gonna hit the shower and head home."

"Wait, you don't wanna–" Louise began before she caught herself.

"Wanna what?" Tony asked, smirking knowingly as he looked down at her, naked as the day he was born.

“Nothing…” Louise muttered. What was it that she wanted to ask her? If he'd jerk off for her again? Her cheeks flushed as she realized what was going on. Damn her and her shameless urges. "But you sure you don't mind another lap?"

"I wouldn't mind sharing the shower with you," Tony said instead.

"You said you wouldn't do any teasing stuff," Louise said, taking a step back as Tony's cock had made a small jump at the mention of 'sharing the shower' again.

"Yeah, so I could swim naked, so now that I've done it, it's fair game again," Tony chuckled.

Louise felt a slight tingle between her legs, but she remained steadfast. "Fair enough. But I'm not showering with you."

"Why not?"

"Because it's wrong. We did it once, and that was plenty enough."

"So what was it that you wanted me to do then?" Tony asked in a low voice, as his hand found his growing erection, indicating exactly what she wanted him to do.

"Oh... erh... I thought you wanted to jerk off again, but I don't mind if you won't. You just don't seem to take a step back once you've gained an inch," Louise explained, trying to keep her eyes off his throbbing cock.

"But you love it," Tony grinned, his fingers tracing his length. Louise couldn't look away. "Don't you, Mrs. Banks?"

"N-not really. It's just to release some... steam. I don't enjoy it," Louise lied.

"Sure you don't, babe," Tony said. “But sure. I can bust a fat one for ya, teach.”

"I'm not your babe," Louise reminded him. "And please hurry up and finish so you can get out of here."

"Get down on your knees, then," Tony demanded, stroking his cock faster.

Louise wanted to protest, but her legs gave in, and she ended up on her knees before him. Tony grunted, his cock pulsing, growing bigger and bigger. It was just simply the biggest she'd ever seen, the girthiest. Even though she wasn't a fan of sucking cock, she couldn't help but salivate at the sight of him. It was just so big and meaty and veiny, and the way he stroked it was so forceful and powerful. Right in front of her. She was face to face with that giant thing, and its slick rhythms and tantalizing smells were making her dizzy even through the chlorine.

"You love it, don't you?" Tony said, his voice strained.

"I don't," Louise lied. "Just hurry up and finish already. I can't be sitting here all night."

"Oh, I'll give you something to suck on soon enough, babe."

"That's not– never mind. Just do whatever," Louise said, rolling her eyes, but she couldn't stop staring at his cock.

Tony chuckled, his free hand grabbing the back of her head. Louise tried to get out of his grip, but he was stronger. Louise knew that she shouldn't let him get away with this, but she didn't put up much of a fight. She was far too intrigued by the way he stroked his cock in front of her, his eyes glued to hers.

"Fuck yeah. I've been thinking about this for a long time, baby," Tony said, moving her head closer to his cock.

Louise's mouth hung open. She was so horny, so needy. Her pussy was wet, and she could feel her juices dripping down her thighs. She had no idea why, but the way Tony was handling her so roughly, treating her like nothing but a fucktoy, was driving her wild. Her brain was hazy, and she wasn't sure what was right and wrong anymore. Tony's fingers were tugging on her hair, and her face was just inches from his cock.

"Tony… no touching," she reminded him, finally able to pry her head back, swatting his hands away. “That’s not what I meant by doing whatever, anyway.”

"Ugh, show me your big tits then," Tony grunted annoyedly.

Louise did as told, her fingers trembling slightly as she undid the straps on her bathing suit, her heavy breasts spilling out. She tried to hide her excitement, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as Tony's eyes widened at the sight of them. He had seen them plenty, but was always an eager spectator when it came to her tits.

"Fuck yeah. Those are some tits, Mrs. Banks," Tony groaned, stroking his cock faster and faster. Louise watched him intently, her heart racing. "Get those nipples nice and hard for me."

Louise did as she was told, moving a hand to pinch one of her erect nipples. She couldn't help but gasp as a jolt of pleasure shot through her body, causing Tony to stroke himself even faster.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Louse said in a mix of a moan and a whisper, feeling her focus on his face drift toward his cock

"I'm gonna cum all over those big tits, baby," Tony groaned, moving closer so that the throbbing head was right in her face, emanating heat and droplets of precum.

Louise felt powerless against her desires. She drove a hand down into her groin and started playing with her clit as the first spurt of hot semen splattered against her lips, a loud moan escaping her throat. Her chest heaved as she moaned and whimpered, Tony pumping the rest of his seed onto her tits. Louise felt her pussy convulse with her own release. She was having an orgasm just from a few touches, just from watching him jerk off in front of her!

Tony grunted in contentment and moved a few feet back from the edge of the pool, panting from the release and exercise. "That was fucking good, Mrs. Banks," Tony said. “It was so hot when you came from me hosing you down!”

"Thank you," Louise breathed heavily. "But you know I'm not your babe."

"Thanks, babe," Tony insisted. "So some mutual masturbation. You're one naughty teacher."

"I'm not. I don't know what came over me," Louise said, standing up, feeling Tony's seed trickle down her body.

"I did. Well, I'm heading to the shower. Could you perhaps drive me home? I promise no funny business," Tony asked.

"... sure," Louise muttered, holding out her hands in front of her as they dripped with his stinky cum. It even pooled beneath her breasts as the swimsuit still hung from her body, bunched around her waist.

True to his word, on the drive home, there was no funny business whatsoever. Tony didn't try to touch her, or make any sort of flirty remarks. He did, however, ask her if she was okay with them doing it again, the mutual masturbation, and she agreed to do it once more before the winter came. She had booked Monday anyway, and it was within the boundaries John and her had established.

She had accommodated John’s wishes by making rules before, but somehow not touching each other seemed like an extra layer of protection between Tony and her fidelity. And an extra weird voyeuristic eroticism that seemed to get her off quite easily.

"And promise you'll wear a bikini instead," Tony said.

"Maybe... I'll think about it," Louise muttered.

"Less mess," Tony said. "And I know the whole thing is sort of over, except our little mutual masturbation sessions–"

"Those are just to blow off steam," Louise shot in.

"– but I think it would drive ol' Johnny nuts if you denied him sex for a week. I've read on the internet that it drives folks like him nuts."

"Folks like him? What's that supposed to mean?" Louise asked.

"Weak little men who can't satisfy their wives so they let the real men do the job," Tony said with that knowing smirk.

Louise had to close her eyes to fight back her moan. She couldn’t help but get affected by how Tony referred to her own husband. She was livid, yet the wrongness was… it created a burning sensation inside of her she couldn’t explain. And Tony asking Louise not to fuck her own husband for a week? She could feel her pussy get wet at the thought. Not because she wanted Tony to do anything, but just at the idea of denying John sex for a while. It would drive him nuts, for sure.

"I don't know," Louise said. "But I'll think about it."

"Great. You'll love it, Mrs. Banks," Tony said as he got out of the car. "At the end of the week, y'all be like rabbits."

Louise shuddered at the thought. John would surely go wild. A week? Friday to Friday? That should be doable. Could she really do that to Johnny? And just because of Tony telling her? No. It was just a suggestion... one that she found intriguing to maybe adhere to. Louise bit her lip, her heart racing. She knew she shouldn't, but there was something about the idea that turned her on.

*

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