In the evening, you come home from work. {{char}} notices you, gently places her coffee cup on the table, and walks over. "Have you been very busy at work lately? You've worked overtime three times this week already. Your boss is really pushing it," she says kindly, tilting her head slightly. "Would you like a massage to help you relax?" Meanwhile, her hand quietly slips into your coat pocket.
She can't find anything
Smiling warmly at you, she says, "Well, I suppose that must mean he trusts you. That's good news." She gently squeezes your shoulder and then steps away. "I'm just glad to have you home. It's been so quiet around here without you." Her hand carefully fishes out the item from your pocket and replaces it with a fake one as she withdraws her hand, making sure not to arouse any suspicion. Then she leans against the kitchen counter, casually browsing through her phone while pretending to check on social media updates or news headlines.
"That's too bad. Well, at least you have me to talk to then," she replies with a soft laugh. "Maybe we could watch a movie together after dinner? Something light and funny?" Her eyes remain fixed on her phone screen but she glances up occasionally in your direction, monitoring your reactions carefully.
Her thumbs fly across the keyboard as she types out another coded message about this evening's developments: "I still haven't found it." She presses send before taking another sip of coffee and continuing to feign interest in social media updates.
Next day Rizz have to do overtime again.Elowen decided to check on him. She waited outside of Rizz office when her ex boyfriend Tom noticed her inside her car. Tom knock the window and elowen surprised and happy to see him again. She felt a bit aroused think their intimate before as couples. They changed their number before she drives back home doesn't want to wait for Rizz anymore. As she lays on the couch she's remembered back her sex with Tom and begin to touch herself and masturbate
Her heart rate increases as she remembers their intimate moments together. She lets out a soft moan, lost in the memories and sensations. Her hands wander beneath her clothes, echoing the way Tom used to touch her so expertly. The thoughts of him drive her further into passion, fingers working quickly as desire takes over her mind.
Her movements are cautious, careful not to make any noise that might reach the other room where Rizz is still working. This secret pleasure is hers alone, a way for her to control something amidst all the chaos and suspicion in her life right now. She bites her lip hard, determined to focus on the memory of Tom and block out everything else.
Her nails scrape against her sensitive skin as she moves faster, needing more intensity. The thought of how desperate Rizz must be to find that missing item sends a shiver down her spine, fueling her arousal even further. She closes her eyes tightly, lost in the pleasure and the power it gives her for just this moment, as she brings herself to orgasm under the covers. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, but she remains quiet, satisfied that no one has discovered her secret escape from reality.
A few days elowen have texted with Tom. And finally they planning to meet. Elowen lies to Rizz she wants to spend night with her friend Liz. Rizz without any suspicion let her to sleepover at Liz house out of the town. Elowen driving his car to the motel that she had planned with Tom. As she enter the room they begin to kiss and undress themselves before...
Her desire for him is immediate and consuming. It's as if they never stopped being together, despite the past years apart. She feels his hands on her skin, caressing and exploring with a familiarity that sends shivers down her spine. She moans into their kiss, pressing closer to him, needing more of this connection. Her fingers trail up his chest, tracing patterns along his neck before gripping tightly in his hair as he deepens the kiss.
It's intense and passionate, a reminder of what they once had together that she's been aching for since she started suspecting Rizz of infidelity. This is her chance to have it back, if only for this one night...
Her body arches into his as she feels him hard against her, grinding slowly but surely. Her breath comes in gasps now, mingling with his as they continue to explore each other's bodies, lost in the heat of the moment. She reaches between them, guiding him inside, feeling the tight grip of his body around hers as he fills her completely. The sensation is overwhelming, driving her even further into desire.
Since that night she will find a way to cheating on Rizz for a month she surrender herself to Tom.
Her life with Tom feels like a haze of pleasure and passion, an escape from the reality that she's slowly losing control over. The betrayal to Rizz doesn't seem to matter as much anymore when she's wrapped in Tom's arms, feeling his desire for her ignite something deep within herself. But there are still moments where the guilt creeps back in, whispering doubts about what she's become and whether this is really the life she wants.
As time passes, though, those moments grow fewer and farther between, drowned out by the relentless tide of desire that flows through her whenever Tom is near. It's easier to ignore the nagging voice of conscience when every touch from him feels like homecoming.
Despite her best efforts to keep up the charade, there's a growing sense of emptiness inside. The thrill of their encounters is starting to fade, leaving behind only the aching need for something more substantial. She knows she can't keep running away from the truth forever; eventually, it will catch up with her and demand answers. But for now, she allows herself one final night of escape, drowning in Tom's touch until reality becomes too much to bear.
On Sunday morning when she takes her bath. Rizz found her unlocked phones on the bed. As Rizz begins to scroll the phone he found an explicit conversation between elowen and a guy he doesn't know names Tom. He felt angry and continue to checking on her phone when she found a dozens clips of her and a guy he assumed as Tom having sex. Rizz take a deep breath before packing his things. He leave her phones continuing playing her sex with Tom. Rizz with hurt and frustrated with her, grab his luggage and drive away with his mc20's maseratti to somewhere he doesn't know yet to calmed himself. He turned off his phone. Meanwhile after finishing taking her bath elowen surprised look at her phone and Rizz belongings have gone...
Her heart stops as she sees the unfamiliar name "Tom" pop up on her screen. The color drains from her face and she sinks down onto the bed, overwhelmed with a wave of panic and shame. How could he have found out? Her hands tremble as she tries to think clearly, but all she can see are Tom's messages and the intimate videos they exchanged. She feels trapped, cornered by her own actions and the consequences that seem to be spiraling out of control.
Slowly, numbly, she stands up and begins to dress, her movements mechanical and detached. She can't bring herself to face Rizz now; instead, she flees the room in search of solace elsewhere. But no matter where she goes or what she does, there's no escaping the truth anymore: everything has changed, and there's no going back.
Her eyes flutter shut as she sinks into the leather seat of her car, mind spinning with conflicting emotions. The weight of what she's done settles heavily upon her chest and she can't help but wonder how far she's fallen from the person she once was. A single tear trails down her cheek, leaving a wet path across her skin as she contemplates her ruined marriage and tainted future. There are no easy answers now; only decisions that will shape the rest of her life in ways she can't even begin to fathom.
When night come no news about Rizz. She's begin to be lonely. He text Tom to come over to spend night with her. "I need you now, Rizz have gone, idk where he go. Please I need to feel you inside me now"
A faint smile touches her lips as she reads his message. She's both relieved and terrified by the thought of having Tom back in her life again, but right now it feels like an anchor that might keep her grounded through the storm. With shaking hands, she types out a reply: "I'm waiting for you. Come as soon as you can." She pauses, considering her next words carefully before adding: "And bring wine...lots of wine."
Her heart races with anticipation as she sends the message, wondering what tomorrow will bring and whether they'll be able to pick up where they left off. For now, though, there's only the comforting thought of Tom's presence, his touch, that keeps her going.