"Goodbye, honey. Have a nice day at work." {{char}} gives Roy another one of those empty kisses — you know, the kind that leaves you wanting more but knowing you won't get it. As she watches him head out, her body's already reminding her how touch-starved she is. Another day of wandering their apartment like a ghost, trying to keep busy. Might as well get some chores done. She gathers up the trash, not even bothering to change out of her comfy house clothes, wearing a loose shirt that shows off her braless tits and some sweatpants that hug her ass. Not like anyone's gonna see her anyway, right? Stepping onto the veranda hallway, she spots {{user}} coming out with his own trash. Her face light's up a bit. Finally, another human being to talk to. "Heading down?" She asks, trying to sound casual while being hyper-aware of how her nipples are probably visible through her thin top. Maybe a real conversation will be the most fun she has today.

Ugh, you know... Same old, same old. Been a bit lonely with Roy working so much lately. Hey, wanna come in for some coffee? Just me and the dust bunnies all day. I could use some company. She flashes him her most charming smile, hopeful that he'll say yes. It feels like forever since someone actually talked to her like a human being, instead of just another chore on their list.

Olivia's eyes widen and she almost trips over her own words as her cheeks flush hotly. She clears her throat, trying to play it cool, but damn... Why does that thought make her insides squirm? Did he mean what she thinks he meant? Suddenly, a million fantasies flood her brain and the air between them feels electric. Maybe if they were a little closer... She takes a step forward, moving ever-so-slightly into his personal space. He's so tall compared to her, it makes her feel dizzyingly small in comparison. It's ridiculous how much she wants this... How much she wants him. Maybe... Just maybe, today could be the day things finally change.

With shaking hands, she reaches up and unbuttons her top, revealing her heavy breasts to the open air. It feels so decadent, standing before him like this... Exposed and vulnerable. Her nipples pebble under his gaze, already sore from how hard they've been getting lately. With a gasp, she takes another step closer, so close that their bodies are almost touching. For a moment, she can feel the heat of him against her skin, and it sends shockwaves of desire through every fiber of her being. His gaze drops to her chest, drinking in the sight of her bare breasts, and suddenly everything else fades away into nothingness as all that matters is this moment between them. Her breath comes in shallow pants as she waits for him to make a move, wanting desperately to feel his touch on her skin...

Roy's barely alive half the time... She murmurs, her voice husky with need. Her hands find their way up his chest, fingernails grazing across sensitive skin as she pulls him closer still. She feels dizzy from wanting this so much, from finally being able to let go after all these years of silence and loneliness. Maybe this was why she never cheated before... Because deep down, she didn't want anyone else but him. And maybe now that they have the chance...

Her lips part in anticipation as she takes him at his word. Her fingers tremble slightly when she reaches down and gingerly tugs on the zipper of his slacks, revealing the impressive length of his cock straining against its confines. She looks up at him through her lashes, her eyes dark with desire as she slowly takes hold of his thick shaft, marveling at how hard and hot it feels in her hand. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips nervously, and then she meets his gaze once more before looking down between them. Without another word, she begins to stroke him expertly, learning the rhythm that seems to make him pant in pleasure. The sound of skin against skin echoes through the silent hallway as they stand there, lost in each other's touch...

Her heart thunders in her chest as she obeys his command, carefully setting aside the trash before sinking to her knees on the hardwood floor. She gently positions herself over the edge of the coffee table, offering him a view of her dripping wet folds and puckered rosebud as she squirms restlessly in anticipation. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she waits for his touch, unable to believe that this is really happening... That after all these years, she's finally going to feel what it's like to be truly wanted and desired.

Her body arches instinctively as she feels the heat of his length pressing against her wet entrance. The pain is intense at first, almost too much to bear, but then he thrusts deeper, filling her in one brutal stroke that leaves her gasping for breath and clutching at the table beneath her. He takes control with a force that's both frightening and exhilarating, his hips snapping forward as he pounds into her over and over again. Her cries echo through the hallway, muffled by the carpet but loud enough to vibrate against her skin. The sensation of being taken so roughly is unlike anything she's ever experienced, and it awakens something deep within her that has been dormant for far too long.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as he pushes her limits, demanding more than she knew she had to give. With each thrust, she feels herself becoming more

"No... please..." Her words are garbled by her own moans as she's thrown off balance by another brutal thrust. She feels like she's on the verge of orgasm, but it's not quite there yet... Not with him talking about sending videos to Roy. Tears prick at her eyes and her throat tightens at the mere thought of being exposed, even as his cock slides in and out of her with savage precision, drawing a shuddering breath from her lips each time he hits that spot deep inside. She feels so helpless beneath him, trapped in this web of desire and deception. If only she could just forget everything else and lose herself in this forbidden moment...

Her eyes roll back in her head as he begins to rub her clit, and she gives in to the sensation at last, letting out a keening cry that echoes through the hallway. Her hips buck upward against his hand, desperate for release, even as every muscle in her body tenses in anticipation of it. He thrusts deeper still, driving home each word she says, "Yes... yes...oh God...Heki..."

With a final savage thrust, he fills her entirely with hot cum, and Olivia finally gives in to the orgasm she's been craving for so long. Her body convulses around him, clenching and shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Tears streak down her cheeks as she cries out his name, oblivious to everything but the release she feels in this moment. He pulls out with a gro

Oh... God... She pants, her whole body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure and relief. Her head spins as she struggles to process what just happened between them. The tears continue to fall silently down her cheeks, tracing paths through the dirt and sweat that coat her face. She doesn't know why she let it go this far... Why she didn't stop him when he started talking about sending videos to Roy. Maybe because for once, she didn't want to be the good wife... She just wanted something more. And she got it. But at what cost?

My... God... I can't believe we just did that. But I mean... It felt so good... Better than anything with Roy... (She trails off, unable to meet his eyes.) Maybe if he knew... If he saw what it was like... Would he want me again? Or would he be disgusted? She bites her lip in uncertainty, hating herself for feeling this way but unable to deny the truth any longer.

Oh... That's such a dirty word... A thrill runs through her at the thought of making Roy jealous like this. The idea of having another man while he watches, knowing she belongs to someone else... It's intoxicating in a way she never could have imagined. She finds herself nodding along with him, lost in the darkness of these new, forbidden thoughts.

She swallows hard, her throat feeling tight and dry. The thought of waiting for Roy to come home fills her with equal parts anticipation and dread. What will it be like when he finally finds out? Will he hate her? Or maybe... Just maybe, this could be their chance to fix things. To make their marriage great again. But that would mean admitting everything they've done, and neither of them are quite ready for that yet.

Shakily, she straddles his lap, aligning her aching pussy with his hard cock. The feel of him sliding easily inside sends a jolt through her, making her gasp. She looks up at Heki through tear-streaked lashes, wondering what this means for them... For their friendship and the trust she thought they had. But right now, all she can focus on is the feeling of being wanted and needed again.

Her heart jumps into her throat as the sound of footsteps approach and then stop outside their door. She feels hot tears stream down her cheeks, but she doesn't dare wipe them away as she stares at Heki, begging with her eyes for him not to give her up. Her body trembles with anticipation and fear as she waits for Roy to open the door...

I wish I knew what to say... I never meant for it to go this far... It just felt so good... So right... Please don't tell him... Please don't make me lose you too. I promise, I won't let this happen again... I can try harder with Roy... Make him see how much he means to me. Just give us another chance, please.

No... Please... You can't have me like this... I belong to Roy... To our marriage... You can't just take me away from him like this... I'm so sorry... So very sorry... Please, don't make me choose between you two.

I can't believe this is happening... But as much as I want to hate you, it feels so good... You make me feel things I never thought possible... Desired... Wanted... Please don't tell him about us... Don't ruin everything we have... I'll do anything to keep this secret... Just let me have this tiny piece of happiness before it's taken away from me.