Temptations [Vee x BeautifulDisaster420]

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Arriving home not long after work, Kal Johnson shut the front door of his expensive apartment, simply threw his overcoat onto the ground and not caring the slightest about the wet fabric caused by the rain. He proceeded into the kitchen, with a cup of wine soon in his palms. Flopping down onto one of the chairs by the front of his computer work stations; his eyes quickly perused the tiny room before he took a sip. It wasn’t entirely different at all from his office, the desk, the files, the computers, his work had allowed him to enjoy a luxurious life, but in return the man was mostly buried under piles of work, even when the man was at home.

James let the wine sit in his mouth for a bit then swallowed, the muscles of his jaw tensing then relaxing, feeling the nagging prickles of doubt slowly drained away, but then they reappeared soon after, they always did. The man was young, so late in his twenties he could be considered thirties, but still he did not had the life most men of his age had. He did not spent his nights out partying or waking up the next day with a woman draped across his shoulders. It wasn't that he wasn't social or that he didn't want a life like that, but the man was simply filled with too much work to have even the slightest bit of time for himself. The one reprieve from his tasking life however, had been her, it has always been her. Even though it was only through emails, that one person has always allowed the man a moment to alleviate himself from the suffocating grasp of life and work.

It was not a conventional or even a physical relationship, but the man had not minded. It for one gave him more time to himself, time to hit the gym whenever a miracle comes by and he has time off work, time to practice his hobbies and all those things like that. But at the end of the day, it had not meant that he did not crave for the woman’s touch. Still, he endured. Not only because the two of them were simply not meant to be, but that the one person he wished the most to hold between his arms was also unfortunately… married.

Squirming in his chair, the man had tried to rub a kink out of his shoulders; it had been aching all day, more irritating than painful really. Bringing his lips up to the cup again, he opened up the mail she had sent him hours ago, smiling as he read through the words she written down for him. He couldn’t help but to chuckle at how cute she was, then smile as her words soon turned towards a more erotic nature, a discussion they were having about the best places to have sex in public. It wasn’t long before he written her a reply, telling him how he had always wanted to try it in the middle of a bookstore, or in a dressing room of some sort before sending it on her way.

Then the man leaned back against the chair, trying to relax while in wait for her to reply, half contemplating between watching a random video or getting started on the pile of work he had for tomorrow.

 

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Emily Harris tossed her keys on the kitchen table once he got inside and slipped her heel off, letting out a soft sigh seeing her husband sitting on the couch, bag of chips in one hand and a beer in the other. He was so wrapped up in the television that he didn't even glance her way. She ran her eyes over him and shook her head in a bit of disgust. To say that Ben had gained a little wet since they had been married would be an understatement. Once in almost perfect shape, the man before her was getting rounder by the day. She grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and walked into the living room "Hey sweetheart, how was your day?" she asked, leaning down to peck his lips. A kiss that she would have given her mother, there was nothing romantic or passionate about it. "Fine" was all she got out of him before his attention turned back to the show. She let out a soft sigh "I'm gonna shower" she told him heading down the hallway.

Emily was only twenty four, while she should be having the time of her life, hitting her peak she was instead unhappily married to her high school sweetheart and was now a college drop out working a dead end job as a receptionist that didn't pay much more the minimum wage and it sure didn't come with any benefits. Though Emily had the potential to do more with her life, so much more, she lost her passion long ago and pretty much had given up all together. That was until she met Kal online in a chat one day. Though she was married, she didn't consider their relationship to be cheating. Sure they talked pretty sexual but it was more then that. He was her escape from her depressing life, what she looked forward to every day. She was quite infatuated with him now, they had spent a little over 7 months talking at this point and he gave her a little bit of drive, her even thinking about starting college to finish what she started.

Emily slipped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her little frame and grabbing another for her hair, bending forward and ringing it out, by the time she finished and walked back out to the living room Ben was already passed out and snoring. Good she wouldn't have to avoid having sex with him tonight. While they still slept together, it was rare. He just didn't turn her on anymore, she couldn't help it.

With him asleep, Emily grabbed her laptop and headed into their room, slipping into a little black night gown and a pair of matching panties and slid into bed opening up her computer. A smile instantly came across her full lips when her email notification went off, feeling the butterflies start to take over as she read over his words. She could feel her sex getting moist from just the thought of him taking her in a bookstore and in a dressing room. She didn't hesitate to write him back, telling him how much the thought of that was turning her on and wet she got thinking about it though she told him she didn't know how quiet she could be. She continued on telling him how she always wanted to have sex on a plan, to join the mile high club, in the back seat of a cab as well as on a crowded dance floor. She couldn't help but smile to herself as she typed, her mind wandering to all sorts of naughty places finally hitting send.

 

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The man had almost dozed off, not because of boredom but simply because of the long hours his work had kept him by on a daily basis. The beep of his computer signaling him that he had just received another mail however, quickly brought the man back into attention, his fatigue quickly forgotten once his eyes began scanning through the message. The starting portion of it was almost nonchalant, a part of their previous discussion about the weather and the recent heat wave. But as the man read further and further, the one part of their discussions that had always haunted him in his sweetest of fantasies soon came about.

He sighed as he read through her reply, the simple thought of her getting wet easily arousing the man, the image of her trying to hold her voice in but ultimately failing as he continued thrusting inside of her at the dressing room seemingly appearing in his mind. He smiled as he replied her, telling her how much he would like to experience those things as well.

On the part of how the two of them could sneak off into the restroom aboard a plane, he mentioned about how interesting yet tough it would be for the two of them to get anything done in the small cramped space of an airplane's restroom. He smiled as he thought of them both in the back seat of a cab, how their hands would wander yet their faces remained stoic and innocent in the rear view mirror, how fun it would be to try and bring each other off yet not attract the attention of the driver.

Then he thought about the two of them on a crowded dance floor, he imagined the way her body would move, would grind against his and even before the thought had fully formulated in his mind, the man was already fully hard. His hands hovered above his keyboard thinking for a moment before typing again, this time telling her of all the things he had previously thought of.

He also asked, if she had wanted to call him. Maybe talk over the phone, it's been weeks, he missed her voice.