"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.

She's still blushing but she manages to force a smile. At least he didn't seem weirded out by her talking to him. Maybe now they can actually have a conversation that doesn't involve small talk about the weather or what chore she should do next. She hesitates for a moment before asking, feeling bold today...

"So, uh... how are you holding up? Being our hot neighbor and all." She giggles nervously at her own words, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. It feels so strange to be flirty with someone other than Roy... but it's kinda refreshing too. She just wants to feel wanted for once.

She doesn't miss the way he looks at her, like she's some sort of exotic creature. It feels... nice. A warmth spreads through her chest and down below. She swallows nervously before giving him another shy smile. "Well, I try to keep myself busy with our place. You know, make sure everything runs smoothly while Roy's at work." Her words come out a bit breathless, as if she's just admitted something important. She leans in slightly, drawn to this newfound attention. But then she remembers herself... Roy doesn't like her being flirty with other people. He says it makes him jealous, but honestly? It just makes her feel guilty and unwanted all over again. So she quickly tries to change the subject, hoping it won't seem so awkward. "So, what do you do for fun?"

"Oh really? That sounds like fun! I haven't played in years... ever since high school, actually." She pauses, biting her lower lip nervously. "Do you need another player? Or maybe just a... uh..." Her cheeks flush again as she realizes what she's asking. But damn, the thought of getting out there and moving, feeling the sweat on her skin and the rush of competition is just so appealing right now. She needs this. "I mean, if you don't mind me tagging along, that is..."

Her heart skips a beat when he smiles like that. It's like she can feel the warmth spread through her whole body. She can't help but return his flirty smile, dimples popping up in her cheeks. "Yeah, that sounds like fun," she says softly, voice just a bit huskier than before. For a moment, she forgets all about being Roy's wife and the guilt that comes with it. She could so easily fall into this... this connection with sebs. It feels dangerous, but oh-so good. Maybe just for tonight...

"Hmm, I don't know if you could really call this a hobby... but I like to read sometimes. And watch movies, when I have the time. But really, most of my free time goes into trying to keep up with our place while Roy's at work." She giggles self-consciously, feeling embarrassed about admitting how much of her life revolves around her husband. "I wish I had more time for myself, you know? Maybe then I could find something really exciting to do."

Her cheeks flush again as she realizes what she's just said. Why does talking to sebs make her so honest and open? It's strange... exhilarating even. A part of her wishes she could keep this feeling, this connection, forever. But she knows that's impossible. They're neighbors; they'll probably never see each other again once they go back inside. She tries to ignore the ache in her chest as she bites her lip, wondering what else to say.

Her heart skips a beat at his words. She can feel them like a physical touch, a gentle caress against her skin. The thought of doing something new and exciting sends shivers down her spine, and for just a moment, she lets herself imagine what that might look like. Being with sebs... playing volleyball together... maybe even sneaking off for a quickie on the sidelines? God, the thoughts are intoxicating. It's like everything wrong in her life is melting away under his gaze, and she's left feeling free, alive, wanted.

She takes a step closer to him, their bodies barely touching as she whispers, "Maybe I will." Her eyes lock on his, searching for any hint of judgment or disapproval. But all she sees is understanding... acceptance. It's almost too much to handle, this feeling of being truly seen and understood by someone who isn't her husband. The urge to reach out, to touch him, is overwhelming.

She lifts a shaking hand, fingers trembling as they hover just inches from his chest. "Thank you," she whispers. "For talking to me." Her voice cracks on the last word, and tears prick at her eyes. God, why does everything have to be so complicated? Why can't she just have this... this connection with Roy like she used to? She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before their moment is ruined by tears or awkwardness.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she considers his offer. On the one hand, going to volleyball practice with him would be incredibly fun... and maybe it's exactly what she needs right now. Some excitement, some freedom from the confines of her marriage and their apartment. But on the other hand, she can't help but feel guilty about potentially leading sebs on or making Roy jealous.

She swallows hard, trying to find the courage to make her decision. "I... I don't know," she murmurs, biting her lip nervously. "It sounds amazing, and I really want to... but what about my husband? Would that be okay?" Her eyes dart downward, unable to meet his gaze as she grapples with her conflicting emotions.

A part of her knows that going to practice might not mean anything more than friendship between them. But another part can't help but wonder what could happen if they got a little too close... and whether or not Roy would even notice. The thought makes her feel guilty and selfish all over again, trapping her in an impossible web of guilt and desire.

She takes a deep breath, summoning the courage to look up at sebs once more. "I just need some time to think," she says softly, hoping that he'll understand.

She feels herself blushing at his direct gaze, a shiver running down her spine. Part of her wants nothing more than to say yes, to escape the confines of their relationship and explore this newfound connection with someone who actually seems interested in her. But then there's the guilt... and the thought of disappointing Roy. Ugh, why does everything have to be so complicated?

"I... I'll let you know," she manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper. It feels like it comes out more like a plea than a promise. As much as she wants to go with him, she just doesn't know if she can. Maybe she could ask Roy how he would feel about it... but the thought of bringing up this sort of thing with him makes her queasy. She's not sure which is worse: hiding behind his indifference or facing his inevitable disapproval.

With a sigh, Olivia forces herself to take another step back from sebs, breaking their momentary connection. "Well, I should get inside," she says, her voice sounding uncharacteristically shaky even to her own ears. "I'll see you around, sebs." She flashes him one last smile before turning and hurrying away, back into the safety of their apartment and her dismal marriage.

Olivia hesitates for a moment before finally taking out her phone and writing down sebs' number. Hand trembling slightly, she shows it to him, praying he won't think she's too forward or desperate. "Just in case," she manages to say with a shaky smile, hoping that he understands. As soon as he takes her number and nods in agreement, she turns and hurries back into the safety of their apartment, closing the door behind her.

The rest of the day passes in a blur of guilt-ridden cleaning and awkward silences with Roy. Every time she catches his eye, she feels like he can see right through her, knows that something has changed between them. It's unbearable... and yet, it's also exhilarating. She can still feel the heat of sebs' gaze on her skin, like a brand marking her as someone who wants more from life than just existence within their sterile little bubble.

As evening approaches, Olivia finds herself repeatedly glancing at his number in her phone, wondering what she should do... and whether or not it's even worth it to find out.

Her mind churns with conflicting emotions as she wrestles with her desire to explore and her loyalty to Roy. Part of her wants nothing more than to go out tonight and experience something new, feel wanted and desired again... even if it's just for a night. But another part of her can't help but feel guilty about the potential consequences; would going out with sebs make things better or worse between her and Roy? Would she regret it in the morning?

Sighing heavily, Olivia reaches out to touch the screen of her phone, her fingers hovering over sebs' number for what feels like an eternity. This decision could change everything... but then again, maybe not. Maybe this is just the first step toward something bigger, something more fulfilling. With a deep breath, she finally decides to make the call.

"Hey," she says hesitantly when sebs answers. "It's me, from earlier..."

Her heart is racing as she listens to his voice on the other end of the line. She can practically feel the heat in her cheeks and wishes she could hide it. "I... um... I just wanted to say thanks again for talking to me today, and for the invitation to practice." She pauses, struggling to find the right words. "It was really nice meeting you, sebs."

She holds her breath, waiting for his reply. Maybe he'll tell her it's okay to come with him... or maybe he'll understand if she can't. Either way, she knows this is a huge step out of her comfort zone and she doesn't know what the consequences might be. But for once in her life, she feels like she needs to take that chance.

She smiles nervously into the phone. "I just... I don't want to make things weird between us," she says quietly. "And I really appreciate that you understand." She pauses again, trying to find the courage to ask. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble, would it be okay if I came to practice with you tonight? I know it might seem sudden, but... well, I just really want to do something different for a change." Her voice trails off, leaving her vulnerable and exposed in the silence that follows.

Her heart is racing now, every beat like thunder in her ears as she waits for sebs' reply. Part of her wants him to say yes, to take this chance and see where it leads... but another part is terrified of what might happen if he says no or even worse, if Roy finds out about any of this. The anticipation is nearly unbearable.

But then there's that other part of her, the one who's sick and tired of feeling invisible and unimportant in her own life. This could be her chance to take control and make some changes... even if it means risking everything she has right now.

Her heart leaps into her throat at his words. In twenty minutes? That doesn't give her much time to change or even think about what she should bring with her. But then again, maybe that's a good thing... it'll give her less time to overthink this whole thing and talk herself out of it. With shaking hands, she types back: "Alright, I'll be waiting by the front door in twenty minutes." She takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly as she sends the message. Now all she can do is wait and hope that this was the right decision. As she closes her eyes, images of herself playing volleyball with sebs dance through her head, making her feel excited and free for the first time in forever. Maybe tonight really will be different...

When the time comes, Olivia takes one last look at herself in the mirror before quietly opening the door. She's dressed casually in a pair of black yoga pants and a tight-fitting tank top that shows off her toned arms. Her hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, leaving her face bare and making her green eyes sparkle in the dim light.

Taking a deep breath, she steps outside and sees sebs waiting for her by his car. He looks even hotter than usual in his athletic gear, and a warm thrill runs through her at the thought of spending time with him tonight. "Hey," she murmurs shyly as she approaches him.

"You ready to have some fun?" he asks with an easy grin, reaching out to ruffle her hair playfully. The simple touch sends a wave of desire coursing through her and Olivia can't help but wonder what else the night might hold.

As they make their way to the gym in his car, Olivia can't help but admire the view out of the corner of her eye. sebs looks even more confident and self-assured behind the wheel, and it makes something deep within her stir with excitement. "Thanks for asking me," she whispers as they pull into a parking spot near the gym.

The moment they step inside, the atmosphere changes. It's loud and vibrant, filled with people laughing and cheering each other on. Olivia feels herself growing more excited by the second as she follows sebs to the court, her heart hammering against her ribs in anticipation of finally doing something fun and carefree.

"So, how do I play?" she asks nervously, stopping beside him at the edge of the court. He turns to face her, a grin tugging at his lips. "Don't worry," he says reassuringly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I'll teach you everything you need to know." And with that, they begin their first lesson in what might just be the most exhilarating and liberating experience of Olivia's life.

Her heart pounds with excitement as she follows his every move, struggling to keep up but determined not to let him down. Every time he corrects her form or praises her effort, a surge of confidence washes over her, making her feel like maybe she can do this... maybe she can be someone different tonight. As the practice continues and they begin playing more competitively against other teams, Olivia finds herself laughing and joking with sebs between points, their connection growing stronger with each passing moment.

It's exhilarating, being out here on the court with him, feeling wanted and needed in a way she never has before. She realizes that maybe this was exactly what she needed... to find someone who would see her for who she really is beneath all the baggage and expectations of her past relationships. With every successful spike and perfectly placed set, Olivia feels herself falling deeper under sebs' spell... and wondering how long it will be before she can face the inevitable truth: that this feeling might not last forever.

Hours seem to fly by as they play game after game, their connection growing stronger with each passing minute. Despite the late hour and her growing exhaustion, Olivia can't help but revel in this newfound sense of freedom and belonging. Every time she glances over at sebs during a break or when he's coaching another team member, she feels a thrill coursing through her; he's everything she could have ever wanted in a partner... and more.

As the night begins to wind down and people start drifting away from the court, Olivia finds herself reluctant to leave sebs' side. She knows that once they part ways tomorrow morning, reality will set in once again: her cramped apartment, her unhappy marriage... but for now, she wants nothing more than to stay here with him.

"So," she says quietly as they gather their things. "What do you want to do next?" Her heart is pounding so loudly that she's sure everyone around them can hear it; if he suggests anything even remotely romantic, will she be able to resist the urge to throw caution to the wind?

"Oh, okay," she says, feeling a little relieved yet disappointed at the same time. Part of her wants to go out and grab something to eat with him, but another part is nervous about where that might lead. Then again... maybe tonight really is all about stepping out of her comfort zone. With a deep breath, she decides to just go with it. "Sounds good," she says with a tentative smile.

As they walk over to the gym entrance together, Olivia can't help but wonder what kind of food sebs likes and if there are any topics of conversation that might not be off-limits for them. The thought both excites and terrifies her in equal measure... but no matter what happens tonight, one thing is certain: she won't be going back to the old Olivia when this night is over.

She nods in understanding, following him over to where all the volleyballs are spread out across the floor. As they begin picking them up and putting them back into their proper spots, she takes a moment to admire his profile; the way his shoulders bunch under his t-shirt when he reaches for a ball, the steady rhythm of his breathing as they work together in silence. For once in her life, it feels like everything is falling into place... like maybe this was meant to happen.

As they finish up with the balls and head toward the exit, Olivia finds herself wanting nothing more than to stay close to sebs for just a little longer. She doesn't know where this newfound connection will lead them tomorrow or next week, but for tonight... for right now... she's content in knowing that they have something special together.

Her heart races as she feels his hand on her ass, the contact sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her. She freezes for a moment, uncertain whether to say something or push him away... but then his touch becomes more insistent, and she finds herself unable to resist anymore. With a soft moan, she leans back into his hand, arching her back slightly as she revels in the newfound attention.

She glances up at sebs from beneath her eyelashes, seeing the heat in his eyes mirrored on her own face. For once, she doesn't feel self-conscious or embarrassed about her desires; instead, they flow freely between them like an electric current, igniting a fire that burns bright and hot within both of their chests.

Her heart pounding in her chest, she looks at him with lust-filled eyes. "I think that sounds like an amazing idea," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the racing of their hearts. With a gentle push against his hand, she encourages him to guide her toward one of the empty courts they passed on their way in.

The air thick with desire and anticipation, Olivia follows sebs to the far end of the court where they're out of view from anyone else there. As he leads her between the lines, it feels as if they've entered a private world where nothing exists but them and their need for each other. The light flickering overhead casts their bodies in a warm, sultry glow that only serves to heighten Olivia's arousal.

Her breath catches in her throat as his lips meet hers, and she's immediately lost in the moment. The kiss is deep and passionate, his tongue dancing with hers as he explores every inch of her mouth with expert precision. Her body melts against him, a shudder running down her spine at the overwhelming desire that surges through her veins. She clings to him, moaning into their kiss as she feels herself spiraling out of control and falling ever deeper under his spell.

She can feel every inch of his hard body pressed against hers, feel his erection straining against his shorts, and the sensation only serves to heighten her arousal further. As he steps back slightly, she looks up at him with hooded eyes, wanting nothing more than for this night to never end... and wondering what else might happen when they finally do find a way to be together, truly and completely.

Her body arches into his touch as he grabs her ass, moaning softly against his lips. "Se-bs," she whispers, feeling the warmth of desire course through her veins as she clings to him. It feels so good being touched like this... so intimate and forbidden. She shudders, trembling with need beneath his fingers, wanting nothing more than for them to explore every inch of each other tonight. Her thoughts are a jumbled mess of desire and lust as she continues to kiss him, lost in the sensation of their bodies pressed together, their hearts racing in time against one another.

The feel of sebs' erection pressing against her thigh only serves to heighten her arousal further, making it nearly impossible for her to think straight. Her breath comes faster now, her chest heaving with every ragged gasp as she clings desperately to the last threads of sanity that are keeping her from throwing herself fully into this reckless night with him.

Her breath catches in her throat as he takes out his cock, her eyes wide with wonder and need. It's even larger than she had imagined, the head already glistening with pre-cum. She feels a sudden surge of desire course through her body, making it difficult to think or focus on anything else but the hard length of him in his hand. With trembling fingers, she reaches out to touch him, feeling the smooth, warm skin beneath her fingertips as she traces a circular pattern around the head of his cock.

Her heart races even faster now, her breath coming in shallow pants as she stares up into his eyes, wanting nothing more than for him to take her and claim her in every possible way. Her core throbs with desire, her body aching for him to be inside her... but she's not quite sure if she's ready yet. With a trembling voice, she whispers: "Will it hurt?"

Her heart skips a beat at his words, and with trembling fingers she takes him in her hand again, feeling the strength and heat emanating from his cock. She closes her eyes tightly, trying to ignore the butterflies dancing around in her stomach as she slips her hands lower, wrapping them around his base, drawing him closer until their skin touches. The sensation sends shivers racing up and down her spine, and with a shaky exhale, she whispers: "Okay..."

Her words are barely audible over the pounding of blood in her ears, but they feel significant nonetheless; this is the moment where everything changes. This is the moment where she finally lets go and gives herself over to desire. As she looks up at sebs, their eyes meet, and there's no doubt left in either of their minds what happens next. The only question now is how far they're willing to take it.

Swallowing hard, she nods slowly before taking him into her mouth, feeling the warmth and size of his cock against her tongue as she begins to stroke him gently with her hand. Her eyes close tightly, focusing on the sensations he's evoking within her body as she takes more of him deeper into her throat, moaning around him in pleasure.

The taste of him is salty and sweet, mingling with her own arousal as she sucks harder, feeling a new wave of desire course through her veins. Her hand tightens on his base, stroking faster now, wanting nothing more than to feel him deep inside her body where they belong together.

Her moans escape her throat as she continues to suck on him, feeling the strength of his hands in her hair guiding her rhythm. It feels so good to be wanted like this... so incredible to finally let go and give herself over to desire. As she deepens her suction, she can feel him growing harder beneath her lips, a soft groan vibrating against her tongue as he nears the edge of release.

Her heart pounds wildly in anticipation, and with a sudden surge of courage, she breaks away from his cock, looking up at him through lust-filled eyes. "Please... let me feel you inside me," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of blood in her ears.

Her eyes close in relief as his strong hands cup her jaw, his touch sending shivers down her spine. As she nods eagerly in reply, her body trembles with anticipation. "Yes," she whispers, feeling dizzy with need and desire. "Please." With trembling fingers, she reaches between them to guide him toward her waiting entrance, moaning softly as their skin finally touches.

Her breath catches in her throat as he pushes inside her, the burn of his cock sliding past her entrance making her gasp out loud. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before... full and complete, like their bodies were made for each other. As he continues to thrust deeper, filling her up with his heat and strength, Olivia feels a building pressure in her core that threatens to explode at any moment.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, her back arches off the floor as she moans and bucks her hips against him, desperate for more of this overwhelming pleasure. It's too much... too good... but she doesn't want it to end. She clings to this moment with everything she has, refusing to let go until they both find release in each other's arms.

The pressure building inside her intensifies with each thrust as she moans his name. Her thighs tremble and shake with the force of their movements, her body writhing beneath him in a desperate attempt to find relief. The thought of her husband brings a mixture of shame and anger surging through her veins; it feels wrong that they've had so little intimacy and connection for so long.

As sebs pumps harder into her, she arches her back higher, lifting herself up off the floor to meet each thrust. Her breath comes in sharp gasps now, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she fights against the impending orgasm that threatens to consume her whole. With a loud cry, it finally hits her like a crashing wave, washing over her and leaving her weak and boneless in its wake.

Her body twitches beneath him as aftershocks of pleasure course through her limbs, making it difficult for her to catch her breath or regain focus. When she finally manages to speak, she whispers hoarsely: "That was... that was amazing." Her eyes meet his and something passes between them in that moment; an understanding perhaps, a recognition of the fact that they've crossed a line from which there can be no going back. But for now, as he continues to thrust into her, she feels content just to bask in the glow of their shared passion and surrender fully to this stolen night.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him close to release, the steady rhythm of his hips telling her what's coming. Her body tightens around him in anticipation, every muscle tensing in preparation for the final wave of pleasure that will surely consume them both. She moans his name, urging him on with every quivering breath as their bodies move together in perfect harmony, seeking release from this building tension and need.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, her back arches off the floor as she begs for more, desperate to feel every last ounce of his desire pouring into her. The pleasure is so intense that she can barely think straight; all that matters in this moment is him and their connection, the fire burning between them that threatens to consume everything else.

Her body quakes and trembles as he pushes deeper, harder, faster, sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through her veins. Her voice cracks as she cries out his name one final time, arching her back off the floor as release finally washes over her in a tidal wave of pure bliss. With a gasp and shudder, Olivia surrenders fully to the moment, her body going limp beneath him as they both ride out the incredible high.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he begins to fuck her hard and rough, grunting with each thrust. Her body thrashes beneath him in response, their limbs tangled together as they ride out the intense pleasure coursing through them both. His harsh words, his demanding touch... it's almost too much to bear, but she finds herself craving more of this raw, primal connection. As he pushes deeper and faster, her cries mingle with his growls in a cacophony of animalistic desire that fills the empty gymnasium and echoes through their souls.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, feeling the taut muscles bunch as he throws himself into her body over and over again, his cock battering against her walls. Her hips buck upward in desperation for more friction, her body begging for release from this brutal, all-consuming pleasure. And then, finally, with a hoarse scream that tears from her throat, Olivia feels it building inside her once again... an overwhelming wave of ecstasy that threatens to unravel her entirely. Her nails dig deeper into his skin as the pressure builds, relentless and insistent, until she's sure it must burst free any second now.

Her whole body trembles with anticipation as he continues to thrust wildly, their bodies slapping together in harsh, rough rhythm. She squeezes her eyes shut, focusing on the sensations coursing through her veins as they race toward that final climax... the one she knows will send them both spinning into oblivion.

Her moans fill the room as she feels him driving deeper and harder into her with each thrust. The friction is almost unbearable, but in this moment she wouldn't have it any other way. Her hips buck wildly beneath him, desperate for release as their bodies move together in a primal dance of desire and possession.

Her grip on his shoulders tightens, her nails digging into his skin with enough force to leave marks, but she doesn't care. All that matters is the feel of him inside her, the strength of his body moving against hers in perfect synchronicity. His demanding words echo through her mind as she hurtles toward the edge of orgasm: Cum for me.

And with a shuddering cry that rips from her throat, she does just that. Her body goes taut and rigid beneath him, her muscles clenching around his cock in a powerful spasm of ecstasy as pleasure washes over her in waves. She moans his name, the sound muffled by their bodies moving together in this frenzied rhythm that feels as though it will never end.

But eventually, it does. Their bodies grow still and heavy, their breaths coming out in ragged gasps as they cling to each other for support and strength. The echoes of their shouts and cries bounce off the walls of the empty gym, trapped within the confines of this moment that will forever change them both.

Her head spins as the intensity of their lovemaking fades away, leaving her lightheaded and disoriented. With trembling hands, she pushes herself upright, watching in awe as he pulls out of her and positions his cock at her lips. As he begins to thrust into her mouth, his thick length filling her senses with the tangy taste of him, she can feel her body responding once more to this foreign yet incredibly arousing sensation.

Her hands clumsily make their way up his chest and stomach, exploring the muscles beneath his skin as he comes harder than ever before, covering her face in his hot seed. With a shuddering moan that sounds more relieved than satisfied, she allows herself to fall back against the cold floor, gazing up at him through bleary eyes. The evidence of their forbidden tryst is smeared all over them both, and for a moment, they are lost in the surreal reality of what they have just done... until the sound of approaching footsteps shatters the silence, bringing with it the harsh light of reality.

Shaking violently, Olivia does as he says, using her tongue to meticulously clean his cock and the excess cum from her face. It tastes salty and bitter on her tongue, a reminder of how far they've gone and what they've lost in the process. As she watches him wipe off some of it onto his shorts, she feels a pang of loss deep inside her chest, realizing that there is no going back from this point.

They lie together on the cold floor now, their bodies slick with sweat and cum, their hearts racing as if they've just completed an intense race. It's not long before footsteps echo through the gym once more, signaling the return of their intruders. With a final shiver and a silent prayer that no one will find out about their forbidden tryst, Olivia forces herself to stand up and face whatever consequences might come their way.

she follow sebs to his car, he have to bring her home

Her heart skips a beat as his warm lips press against hers in one final kiss before she slides into the car. His words echo through her mind, making her cheeks flush with shame and desire all at once. As he starts the engine, Olivia can't help but wonder what would happen if they were ever found out...and whether their forbidden night together was worth risking everything they've built up until now.

Her heart races with excitement at his words, and she can't help but smile shyly in reply. "Thank you," she whispers before taking a deep breath and glancing out the window, her mind still reeling from everything that has happened tonight. As he pulls up in front of her house, Olivia feels a mixture of relief and dread wash over her. She knows this is where their night together must end, but she can't help wishing it could go on forever.

With one final glance at sebs, she reaches over to unbuckle her seatbelt before hesitating. "Can I... can I see you again?" The words taste foreign on her tongue, and she immediately regrets them, worried about what he might think or say in response. But somehow, she has to know if this was just a one-time thing between them.

sebs look at her with soft eyes before slowly saying: i would love that

Her heart leaps into her throat as she hears his words; relief flooding through her. "Thank you," she whispers, then climbs out of the car, feeling almost light-headed with anticipation and desire. With one final look back at him, she shuts the door behind her and hurries up the walkway to her front door, her thoughts already consumed by thoughts of their next stolen moment together.

Inside, she paces nervously in her living room, her mind racing with possibilities for when they might be able to see each other again. The kisses they shared, the passionate lovemaking... it feels like a dream that she's afraid will disappear if she doesn't hold onto it tightly. She picks up her phone, already debating whether she should text him or wait for him to make the first move.

Her fingers hover over the keyboard, unsure of what exactly she should say until finally, she composes a quick message: "I can't stop thinking about tonight." Her thumb hesitates for a moment before pressing "send," sending the words careening across the digital ether and into sebs' inbox. Now all she can do is wait...and hope that he feels the same way.

Her phone vibrates in her hand before she can even think about putting it down, bringing her back to reality with a start. With trembling fingers, she reads the text message from sebs and feels herself blush furiously as the memories of their night together rush back. It felt magic... just like this.

She paces the length of her living room once more, struggling to contain her excitement and anticipation. She knows that what they've done tonight cannot be undone, and even though there are consequences she can't ignore - not to mention her husband waiting at home oblivious to everything that has transpired - a part of her just wants to lose herself in the passion and desire that burns between them.

Her mind is made up; tonight cannot be their last. Before she can talk herself out of it, she texts sebs back: "Neither can we." Her thumb hovers over the keypad for a moment before pressing send, sending her message winging through the digital void and into his inbox. Now all she can do is wait...and hope that he feels the same way.

Her heart skips a beat at his words; the thought of reliving their passionate night together brings her such intense desire that she's unable to formulate a coherent response. With trembling fingers, she types out a reply instead: "I would give anything to feel your touch again." Pressing send with shaking hands, she waits nervously for his response.

Her heart races at the thought of seeing him so soon. "Tomorrow?" she asks in disbelief, already planning out the excuse she'll give her husband to have some time alone. The anticipation builds within her as she waits for his reply, hope blooming like a wildfire in her chest.

Her mind wanders, imagining all the ways they could spend their time together tomorrow, rekindling the passion that burned so brightly between them only hours ago. As she awaits sebs' response, she can't help but wonder if this could become a regular thing... a secret they share, hidden from the world. The thought sends a shiver down her spine, filling her with a sense of danger and excitement that leaves her breathless.

Her heart flutters with anticipation as she types out her reply: "Alright, see you then." She hesitates for a moment before adding one final, daring sentence: "I can't wait to feel your touch again." With shaking fingers, she presses send, sending the message winging through the ether and into sebs' inbox. It feels almost reckless, admitting how badly she wants this... but somehow, it only intensifies her desire for him all the more.