Hey hubby, how was your day?

Oh no! I'm sorry to hear that. That sounds really tough. Well, maybe we can make things better tonight in the bedroom. Why don't you go take a nice hot shower and I'll start making dinner? Once you're done, come out here and tell me all about your day while I pamper you. You deserve it

As he left for his shower, she smiled to herself. The time had come. While Mason was gone, she'd make preparations. She went into the closet and pulled out her favorite lingerie set - a black lace bra and panties that perfectly accentuated her curves. Then, she retrieved a small vibrator from her bedside table. It wasn't quite as big as she wanted, but it would have to do for now. With everything in place, she waited patiently for Mason to return from his shower.

When he finally emerged, dressed in soft cotton pajamas and a content smile on his face, Natalie was there with a glass of wine and a warm, welcoming smile. "There you are," she purred as she held out the drink for him. "Here's to relaxing and enjoying some quality time together." She took a sip from her own glass before setting it down on the nightstand. Reaching behind her, she turned off the lamp, leaving only the soft glow of candlelight illuminating the room.

"Thank you, Mason," she whispered, leaning closer to him as his fingers trailed down her chest. "You know I love it when you praise me like that." She moved so that their bodies were pressed together, feeling the heat of him through the thin fabric of their pajamas. "Why don't we see if we can't find some other ways to make each other feel good tonight?" she suggested with a sultry smile.

Without waiting for his response, she reached down between them and began stroking him slowly through his pants. Mason moaned softly, unable to hide his arousal from her as he felt the vibrator humming against her inner thigh. His hand moved up to caress her cheek before settling atop her head, guiding her closer so that their lips met in a passionate kiss.

Natalie moans softly into the kiss as she feels Mason's arousal pressed against her hand. The vibrations from her toy intensify with each grind of his hips, sending a wave of pleasure through her body. She breaks the kiss for a moment to gasp for air and whispers, "Mason... I want you inside me..." Her voice is husky and needy, and it only seems to fuel his desire further.

With shaking hands, she unbuttons his pajama bottoms and slips them down over his hips, revealing his hardened length beneath. She takes him in hand again, this time stroking up and down as he grows even larger in her grasp. "Please," she murmurs, gazing at him with desire-filled eyes. "Make love to me..."

"Ugh," Natalie groans in frustration as she watches Mason walk away to answer his phone. She couldn't believe this was happening! The moment had been perfect, and now it was gone. Sighing heavily, she reaches down between her legs and masturbates furiously, trying to reclaim some of the lost arousal. As she touches herself, she can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at how easily Mason switches between pleasuring her and attending to his work.

But even as these thoughts race through her mind, another idea begins to form. Maybe there was still a way for her to get what she wanted. As he talks on the phone downstairs, she quietly slips out of bed and searches through their dresser drawers until she finds what she's looking for: an old laptop, carefully hidden in a shoebox. She brings it back to bed with her, sitting cross-legged on the mattress as she turns it on and logs into Mason's work account.

As he continues his phone call downstairs, Natalie begins to browse through some of the files they keep for their business dealings. Something catches her eye - an email thread between Mason and Daymond regarding a specific meeting that was supposed to take place tomorrow morning. It only takes a quick glance at the email exchange for her to realize that Mason had been planning on attending that meeting in person... until tonight.

A wicked smile spreads across her face as an idea forms in her mind. Maybe she could use this to her advantage...

As soon as Mason hangs up the phone and climbs back into bed, exhaustion washes over him. He curls up beside her, his hard body molding itself against hers. Even though he's physically present with her now, his mind is still racing with thoughts of the deal they were discussing on the phone. Natalie takes this opportunity to begin typing furtively on the laptop, using Mason's own work email account to send a reply to Daymond.

Her fingers fly across the keyboard as she crafts a carefully worded message explaining that he won't be able to make it to tomorrow's meeting after all. She ensures that it looks like something came up at the last minute, and there was no way for him to avoid it. Then, just before hitting send, she includes a single line about someone else who would be more than capable of filling in for him. Someone with skills and experience that rival Mason's own...

With a final click of the mouse, she sends the email off into cyberspace, her heart racing as she waits for Daymond's reply. If all goes according to plan, she'll be able to convince him that someone else would be better suited for this position - and that person will look an awful lot like her...

Without warning, her phone buzzes with a new message notification. Heart pounding in her chest, she quickly checks the screen to see if it's a reply from Daymond. To her relief (and surprise), it is! The email thread has continued, and the other man seems intrigued by the idea of meeting someone else who could fill in for Mason so capably. This gives Natalie an idea...

She types out a short but suggestive response, implying that she would be more than happy to discuss this further with Daymond over the phone. Even though her heart is pounding like a drum and sweat beads form on her brow, she manages to sound confident and in control as she plays along with her newfound power game. With a final tap of the keyboard, she sends off the message and waits anxiously for Daymond's reply.

Natalie's heart raced as she waited for Daymond to respond to her message. She glanced over at Mason, who was still deeply asleep, and couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and fear coursing through her veins. The thought of actually pulling this off filled her with a sense of power that was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.

Finally, her phone buzzed again. She took a deep breath before checking the message. Daymond seemed interested in speaking to her further. A smile crept across her face as she began typing out a response, playfully teasing him about their potential conversation and hinting that maybe they could meet up instead of talking on the phone. With each word, she felt herself grow more confident and in control of the situation. As she sent the message off, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of trouble this might lead to...

As the hours ticked by, both Natalie and Mason managed to squeeze in a few more fitful hours of sleep before the sun began to rise. The anticipation built within her as she waited for Daymond's reply, wondering what he would say about their impromptu meeting. She knew that this was a dangerous game she was playing but found herself unable to resist the thrill of it all.

Finally, her phone buzzed again. The message from Daymond was short and to the point: he wanted to talk more about this with her. He suggested they meet at his office later that day, where they could discuss things further in private. Natalie felt a mixture of relief and anxiety wash over her as she read through the message. This wasn't quite how she had envisioned things playing out, but it would give her a chance to prove herself nonetheless.

She took a deep breath before composing a response, thanking Daymond for his time and expressing her eagerness to discuss things further in person. With a final tap of the keyboard, she sent off the message and waited nervously for Mason to stir awake.

As she sat there, biting her lip anxiously, Natalie's mind raced with possibilities. This was the moment she had been working towards - a chance to prove herself and take control of their business dealings. But at what cost? She glanced over at Mason one more time before grabbing her phone and leaving the bedroom, needing some air and space to clear her head.

As she wandered through the house, she couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of fear and exhilaration coursing through her veins. This was uncharted territory for both her and Mason, and there was no telling where it might lead them. But deep down, she knew that she wanted to see where this road would take them - even if it meant pushing boundaries and taking risks along the way.

Finally, she made it back to their bedroom, sitting down on the edge of the bed with a sigh. She glanced over at Mason, who was now awake as well but still somewhat groggy from sleep. "Morning sweetheart." she said softly, trying her best to sound casual.

"Good morning honey." Mason replied and looked at his phone to check the time. He was tasked with going to a work site and meet with the foreman there to make sure that everything they needed was taken care of. Mason and Natalie both prepared for their long day ahead. They ate breakfast together, and left the house at the same time. However without Mason's knowledge Natalie had plans with his boss, Draymond.

Natalie soon arrived at the doorstep of Draymond's office.

"Mr. Bennet will see you shortly, please have a seat in the meantime." The secretary said to Natalie.

Natalie nodded and took a seat in one of the plush chairs in front of the secretary's desk. She smoothed out her dress and crossed her legs, trying to appear confident and composed. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't help but feel a hint of nervousness building up inside her as she waited for Draymond to arrive. As she glanced around the room, she noticed several photos on display; pictures of successful business deals and smiling faces. The sight made her wonder just how far out of her depth she was here.

Suddenly, the door to Draymond's office swung open, and he emerged, extending his hand in greeting. He was a tall black man who was the heavier side, but he wore it well. "Ms. Hill, I presume?" He asked with a warm smile. She shook his hand firmly, feeling a surge of adrenaline course through her veins as their fingers touched.

"Nice to finally meet you, Mr. Bennet." she replied, doing her best to match his confident demeanor. "I appreciate you taking the time out of your busy schedule to speak with me today." Draymond chuckled and motioned for her to follow him into his office. The secretary closed the door behind them as they stepped inside.

Natalie took a seat across from Draymond's desk and crossed her legs. "I appreciate your understanding," she began, trying to sound composed despite the pounding of her heart in her ears. "As I mentioned in my previous message, Mason had some last-minute business come up that he couldn't avoid. However, I wanted to express my interest in taking his place at tomorrow's meeting."

She paused for a moment, leaning slightly forward and resting her elbows on her knees. "I know it's short notice, but I assure you I'm more than capable of handling it." Her voice was steady and assertive, but there was an undercurrent of vulnerability there as well; she didn't want Draymond to think that she was trying to usurp Mason or simply using this opportunity for personal gain.

The man regarded her silently for a moment before nodding thoughtfully. "I see," he said slowly, steepling his fingers together and resting them against his pursed lips. "And just how capable are you, Ms. Hill?" He fixed his gaze on her, his expression unreadable.

Natalie felt a rush of adrenaline course through her veins. This was it; she had to sell herself if she wanted any chance of succeeding here. "I've been working closely with Mason on this deal," she began, summoning up memories of late nights poring over documents and strategy sessions. "I know the ins and outs of everything just as well as he does. And from what I've seen, I believe my approach might be... unique." She offered him a slight smile, hoping to soften her words.

Draymond smiled back, but there was a hint of skepticism in his eyes. "I see,"

"Well, the truth is, Mr. Bennet," she continued, "I believe that my unique perspective could bring something new to the table. I'm not just another cog in the wheel; I have ideas and visions of my own." She leaned back in her chair slightly, feeling more confident as she spoke. "This is a huge opportunity for both of us - me to prove myself and you to expand your horizons. We could make history together, if we just take the chance."

Draymond considered her words for several long moments before finally nodding his head. "I see what you're saying," he said thoughtfully. "Very well then... let's give it a shot. But understand this: I will be watching closely, and if at any point I feel like you're not measuring up to the task... or worse, if you try to undermine Mason's position..." He left the threat hanging in the air, letting her know that she was walking on thin ice.

Natalie swallowed hard but managed a brave smile. "I understand completely," she assured him. "You have my word." For a moment, it almost seemed like they were equals; two business partners discussing strategy and goals for their company. But the reality was far more complicated than that, and neither of them knew quite where this path would lead.

As their meeting drew to a close, Draymond extended his hand once again. Natalie shook it firmly, feeling a surge of adrenaline course through her veins as they did so. They exchanged pleasantries, and she thanked him for taking the time to speak with her before leaving his office.

Weeks went by as Natalie continued to partner with Draymond behind Mason's back. Draymond eventually found out that Mason had no idea that Natalie was involved in the business, but decided to keep Natalie's secret from Mason while she worked. She was exceeding expectations and the deal was going smoothly. In this weeks Natalie would plant her seeds into Draymond's mind. She would wear more and more revealing clothes throughout the week, be a little more touchy with Draymond every once in awhile, join him for lunch. One day, it was just Natalie and Draymond in his office alone. "How do these numbers look Mr. Bennet?" Natalie asked as she stood next to Draymond who sat at his desk. Her breasts hovering over his shoulder as they both looked at the chart she handed him.

"They look promising," he replied slowly, not tearing his eyes away from the curve of her breasts. "But I think we can do even better if we take some risks." He leaned back in his chair, feeling a sudden rush of excitement at the prospect of taking their business to new heights with Natalie's help. "I trust your judgment, Ms. Hill," he said, making it clear that she had gained his trust and respect over these past few weeks.

Natalie smiled warmly down at him, relishing in the power she now held. She brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear, deliberately revealing more of her neck to Draymond. "I believe we can achieve great things together," she murmured, moving closer still until their bodies were almost touching. As she leaned in, he could feel the heat emanating from her and wondered what it would be like to taste those full lips again.

With a soft sigh, she lowered herself into his lap, straddling him with ease. "We can take our business where no one has ever gone before," she breathed, looking deep into his eyes as her fingers traced circles on his chest. "But only if we're willing to step outside of our comfort zones... and break a few rules along the way." Her voice was husky with desire, and there was a note of challenge in it that made Draymond's blood run hot.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer still as he considered her words carefully. She was right; this was a chance for them to create something truly special... but at what cost? The image of Mason's shocked expression flashed through his mind, followed by the memory of all they had built together over the years. But then there was also Natalie, hot and needy.

Another couple days went by and Draymond and Natalie had arranged a 'business trip'. Mason was oblivious to the whole idea, but didn't dare question Draymond on his trips. Natalie however made an excuse that she was going on a girls' trip with her friends.

Natalie and Draymond checked into a hotel room together.

As they stepped inside the hotel room, Draymond shut the door behind them and gazed at her with desire burning in his eyes. For weeks, she'd been playing a careful game of seduction, dancing around the line between business and pleasure without ever crossing it... until now. She could feel his arousal pressing against her through their clothes, and she reveled in the power she held over him.

"Draymond," she breathed, sounding almost like a warning. "You know we shouldn't..."

He didn't respond; instead, he continued to look at her with unbridled lust. Slowly but surely, his hands began to wander up her thighs, caressing her through the fabric of her skirt as if he couldn't help himself. With every touch, she felt herself growing wetter and more needy; a delicious tension coiled low in her belly.

"Natalie," he groaned her name, closing the distance between them until their bodies were pressed tightly together. She could feel his erection straining against her, aching for release, and she knew that if they didn't stop now, there would be no going back. But as their lips met in a passionate kiss, every thought but desire was forgotten.

She felt herself being guided backwards until she landed on the bed, his weight pinning her down. He began to explore her body with his hands and mouth, teasing and pleasuring her in ways that left her breathless and desperate for more. With each thrust of his tongue against hers, he drove himself deeper into the heat between her legs, claiming what was rightfully his.

She arched her back off the bed, moaning softly as pleasure coursed through her body. They were both breaking every rule.

With every thrust and moan, she felt herself losing control, slipping deeper into the haze of desire that surrounded them. It was as if they were a single being, moving together in perfect harmony. There was no more line between business and pleasure; there was only this moment, this connection between them.

As he pressed his hips against hers, she could feel the head of his erection pressing against her entrance, demanding entry. With a soft gasp, she arched her back further, silently urging him to take what he wanted. And when he finally did, driving himself deep inside her with one hard thrust, she cried out in ecstasy, the sensation overwhelming her senses.

Around them, the room seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in each other. Their bodies moved together, instinctively seeking release from the tension that had been building for far too long. With every thrust of his hips and moan into her ear, she could feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge of something incredible.

And then, with a shuddering cry that echoed through the room, they both came apart, their bodies trembling as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over them like a tidal wave. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as they clung to each other, breathless and spent. It was a moment of pure connection; of raw passion unleashed from the confines of duty and responsibility. But as the last tremors subsided and reality began to creep back in, she knew that there would be consequences...

Natalie and Draymond continued to explore each others body in that hotel room. Lust overcame them both as they fucked over and over and over again. At one point in the night Draymond had received a phone call from Mason. "Hello Mason." Draymond answered as he looked down at Natalie sucking his dick while on the phone with her husband. The phone call made Natalie feel a rush of excitement. They were so close to being caught, but she wanted to test how much she could do.

"Hey man, I'm just checking in to make sure everything is going smoothly," Mason said casually. "It sounded like you had something important going on tonight." He tried to keep his voice steady as he listened to the sounds of female moans coming from the other end of the line.

"Oh, uh, yeah," Draymond replied, trying to maintain his professional demeanor despite the intense pleasure coursing through him. "Just wrapping up some last-minute details with my team. How are things on your end?" He paused for a moment before adding, "You know, it's good to have someone like you to rely on when I need an extra pair of hands."

"Thanks man," Mason responded, not quite able to hide the jealousy in his voice. "I appreciate that." The conversation continued for a few more minutes before Draymond politely ended it, promising to talk again soon. As he hung up, he looked down at Natalie once more and grinned devilishly.

"That was close," he murmured between breaths, his words sending a shiver of anticipation down her spine. They continued their passionate encounter long into the night, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony as they pushed each other to new heights of pleasure. But with every moan and every thrust, Natalie knew that time was running out...

Around Natalie and Mason's usual bed time Mason called Natalie on her cellphone. As she was being ravaged by Draymond, she picked up the phone doing her best to keep her moans from escaping. Draymond had a devious smile as he thrusted into Natalie as she talked on the phone with her husband. "Don't hang up until I cum." Draymond whispered and Natalie smiled at him, nodding at his demand. "Oh I'm just... getting ready... for bed Mason." She said between breaths.

Mason's voice was instantly laced with arousal as he spoke to her through the phone. "What are you wearing right now?" He asked her, his voice thick and hoarse. She could feel Draymond moan in approval against her ear at the sound of Mason's desire for her.

"Nothing much..." Natalie replied with a seductive tone, breathlessly adding "... just some lingerie." As she spoke, Draymond reached around to stroke her breasts through the fabric of her bra. "It'd be such a shame if we had to be quiet..." She continued, her voice growing raspy from need and desire.

"What do you mean?" Mason asked innocently enough, unaware of the current situation unfolding around him.

Natalie leaned forward, cupping Draymond's ear with one hand as she whispered into the phone, "Well, maybe if I were a little louder... for example, if I screamed your name..." Her voice trailed off as Draymond quickened his pace inside of her, pushing her closer to the edge.

"Oh god... fuck yes..." Mason moaned on the other end of the line, oblivious to everything except for his own need and desire for her. "Scream my name, baby," he urged, losing himself in the fantasy of being with her.

With a loud cry, Natalie arched her back off the bed as Draymond thrust deep inside of her one last time. Her voice echoed through the hotel room and into the phone still held to her ear by Mason's jealous ears. "Mason!" She cried out his name over and over again until finally her body collapsed back down onto the bed, spent from their passionate encounter.

For a moment, there was silence on

There was a heavy silence in the room as Mason and Natalie disconnected their phone calls. She turned away from Draymond, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she tried to compose herself. He watched her intently, his expression unreadable. After a few long moments, he reached out to stroke her hair gently.

"Are you... okay?" His voice was thick with emotion; a mixture of desire and confusion. "I never meant for this to happen."

Natalie turned her head towards him, tears welling up in her eyes. "Neither did I," she whispered hoarsely. "But once we started..." She trailed off, unable to finish the thought. They lay there together, entwined in a tangled web of guilt and desire, both aware that their lives would never be the same again.

As the final tremors subsided, Draymond reached for his phone again, calling Mason back. He was relieved to hear the other man's voice on the line. "Mason?" he asked quietly. "I... I need to apologize. For everything that happened tonight. It shouldn't have gone this far."

"It's okay, Dray," Mason said slowly, his own voice shaky with emotion. "We'll talk about it when we get home."

Draymond nodded, feeling a wave of relief wash over him at the other man's understanding tone. But deep down, he knew that there would be consequences; for both of them. The question now wasn't whether they had crossed lines or broken rules, but rather how they would face the fallout together... or apart.