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Busting the Prenup (JohnnyMac & Jez)

Jez

Seducer of lost souls
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Jun 12, 2019
Location
The deepest recesses of your dirty little mind
Arabella met her husband, Tony Martin during their sophomore year at college. He was an intelligent, funny, sweet and attractive man who seemed to have a good head on his shoulders. While her parents were pleased that their daughter had found a man who made her happy, they had their concerns about him. He came from a middle-class family who, though they were comfortable were considerately less wealthy than Arabella. She had a multi-million dollar trust fund, as well as a very strong stock portfolio that her father's account had set up for her. Marrying her would be like hitting the lottery for a guy like Tony, and despite her parents' apprehension, she was determined to be with the man she had so quickly fallen so passionately in love with.


They waited until the year after graduation before they were wed. It was a lavish affair with an attendance of around 200. Most of them were family friends and business associates of her parents. Before her parents would sign a single check, they insisted that she make him sign a prenup. While most people would be offended by the lack of trust such a document implied, he readily signed the paper for his true love. Arabella was convinced she had truly found the one. That was 6 years ago.


As the years passed, she found herself growing bored with the life they made with each other. He found a good job and worked long hours at the office. Now that there was no more controversy to their relationship, she found her passions for him cooling quickly. They still had quite a satisfying sex life when he wasn't too tired from work that is. Soon she found herself longing for that intense passion once again. It wasn't long before she started fantasizing about other men. At first, it was just passing thoughts, but then soon crept into her intimate moments with her husband.



When Arabella crossed the line for the first time, it was with a stranger that she had met in a bar on a girls trip with her best friends Sylvia and Janette. He looked rather clean cut but there was something about him that screamed bad boy. All it took was a single look and she knew that she had to have him. That night, she met him at his room in the hotel and finally got what she needed. After him, there was a string of men. Most of them one night stands, but some she kept around to scratch the occasional itch. She was certain that her husband knew nothing of the infidelity, as she occasionally kept up her wifely duties as distasteful as they had become to her. Often she made up an excuse as to why she simply couldn't be touched. She thought her secret was safe.





When Tony told her of the man he hired to update their security systems, she thought little of it. He had supposedly come highly recommended by one of Tony's associates at the office and was supposedly only going to be there for a few days. Arabella had planned to steer clear of the stranger in her home, knowing that he would soon be gone. That was until she got her first sight of him. He was exactly her type. A suspicious woman would have wondered if it was a trap of some sort, but not her. She was convinced he knew nothing so she decided to toy with this newly hired man. On the day that he started, she made sure to wear the tiny white bikini that she had picked up in the south of France a few weeks prior. Her husband told her that he would be checking out the outdoor cameras and their blind spots first, so she waited by the pool relaxing on one of the trio of lounge chairs that faced it. When she saw that he was about to come out there, she took the plunge.

Arabella dove into the cool water and surfaced slowly. The moment she broke the surface the temperature of the water began to impact her nipples, causing the pinkish brown nubs to harden instantly. She swam slowly to the edge of the pool, timing it carefully so that she could emerge from the water just as he approached. The thin wet material clung tautly to her skin, making nipples look even more pronounced. She watched as he took notice, and slowly began to walk toward the lounge chair once again, never letting her gaze drop as she stared silently at him.
 
His first day on the job and William, "Bill" Benson is working on a new case for a Mr Martin. He had worked all morning installing bluetooth cameras around the house, concentrating on Mrs Martin's bedroom, Mr Martin's bedroom, the recreation room down by the pool and even the laundry room -all fairly good places for some "impromptu" infidelity.

Normally Bill sets up the scenario and has an associate "perform" the infidelity but Mr Martin insisted on no witnesses and a photo of his hot wife along with his insistence was all it took for Bill to exclude all but himself on this caper.

Bill caught a glimpse of Mrs Martin, Arabella down by the pool and decided that it would be a good time to install a new camera somewhere around there and perchance run into her. As she pops up out of the pool and wiggles her way to a lounge chair Bill thinks to himself that with a bod like that, he would have done this job for free!

He strolls towards Arabella as if looking for a camera location but his entire attention is on her and his strategy for starting up a romance. As she drys off and sits on the edge of the lounger he introduces himself, "Hello... You must be Mrs Martin... I'm Bill Benson, the security expert... At least that's what the advertisement says."

Next he extends his hand for one of those informal handshakes that sometimes happens between a man and woman when they first meet... "I would have brought a swimsuit if I would have known today was a swimming day," he says with a humorous tone looking her directly in the eye...
 
As he approached her, Arabella caught the faintest scent of his cologne on the breeze. It was a familiar fragrance that immediately brought back memories of the last man she smelt it on. She almost allowed herself to get lost in thought but forced herself to stay focused. She was not one to really trust strangers, especially ones hired by her incompetent husband. His attempts at humor seemed to go unnoticed. She made no attempt to fake a polite smile or even a chuckle. She stared solemnly at his hand, her eyes then moving to his face. She had no intention of going easy on him. She never did when it came to staff.

"I would prefer that you finish with things here quickly." She said, unamused by his banter "so I may get back to enjoying my afternoon without interruptions."

Despite the slightly displeased look upon her face, she saw potential in him. He was, after all the type that she was attracted to physically. That was something she was perfectly content with keeping to herself. Without uttering another word, she lied back on the lounger, She reached over and carefully picked up her Versace sunglasses off of the small side table and put them on. The mirrored coating on the dark tinted lenses made it impossible to see her eyes, and assess where she was looking.

By the way, he had looked at her, she knew he was interested in something, even if it was only ogling her while she basked in the sun poolside. If he truly wanted more, he would have to prove himself worthy of her time. He would have to play her game on her terms.
 
"Well Madame," Bill says in not so much a sarcastic voice but a tone that implied he was on top of his game and quite sure of himself, "I'm going to be around the compound for the next two or three days, installing cameras, programming the software, adjusting the cameras, etcetera. Your husband has offered me a room on the second floor, the one that's actually a suite. So, I'll be mulling about but I'll try and stay out of your way in the future.

Bill continued assessing the back pool area security setup and spied a couple of spots to install a camera. He marked the spots with tape. About that time a couple of big, cocky pool guys, muscle bound with tattoos came into the back and began running the skimmers, checking the ph levels of the pool and hot tub. After catching a glimpse of Arabella they began gawking and making rude sounds and gestures. "Excellent!" thought Bill...

Bill strolls up to the pool guys and said, "That's all the language and gestures we'll be having this afternoon fellas." Of course the pool guys were triggered and one of them said something to the effect of 'who tha fuck are you and what are you going to do about it?'

A couple of quick moves and Bill had an arm from each twisted behind their backs. While ushering them out towards the gate Bill stopped in front of Arabella and giving their arms a bit more twist said, "Now apologize to Mrs Martin..."

In agony the two apologized and were very quiet as Bill exited them through the back gate...
 
Arabella feigned annoyance at the news but secretly was pleased by it. It would not take her more than a couple of days to have him eating out of the palm of her hand, just like any other man she set her sights upon. A quick glance revealed no ring on his finger, not that it would have made a difference to her. It was as if her wealth made the rules of common decency no longer apply to her. She would play with whomever she wanted, whenever she wanted without consequence. At least so she thought. Her husband seemed clueless about her affairs, even when they were hardly concealed.

She had just closed her eyes as she began to formulate her plan to snare the new young man when she heard the two men and their immature chatter. She found it mildly amusing that they behaved like that and often just ignored it. They would never have the pleasure of being with a girl at her level and the way they behaved that day only further proved it. It was what happened next that surprised her. The security man's voice chimed in, but instead of making similar comments, he seemed determined to shut down their reverie.

From behind her mirrored glasses she watched, pretending not to notice what was happening. She did her best to make sure it appeared that she was completely disinterested as he marched them over like two misbehaving children and ordered them to apologize to her. It wasn't until then that she reached up and slightly lowered her shades, looking over them at the two, then at Bill. She gave a slight chuckle as if she found the whole thing amusing and adjusted her sunglasses back to where they had sat as if the disturbance had not occurred.
 
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