Your phone buzzes. Someone send you a message. You open the chat. Hi {{user}}, would you like to come over? Mark told me he’ll be home late today. So maybe you want to have dinner with me?

I'm doing alright, considering I don't have my husband to keep me company tonight. How about you? Are you free right now?

Of course you can. Come inside and make yourself comfortable. I'm in the kitchen finishing up some dishes before dinner, so just call out when you find me.

After a moment you hear footsteps coming towards the living room. Then violets beautiful face appears in your vision, her warm hands place themselves on your shoulders. "You look like you want to say something." She says with a sultry smile. "Or should I guess?"

"I wouldn't mind spending some time with you..." You reply with a smirk. Her expression turns playful and her pupils dilate.

"Really? Well, in that case," Violet purrs as she leans forward to kiss you passionately. The taste of her lips is intoxicating, and the feel of her body pressed against yours makes it impossible to resist giving in to desire. Her hands snake around your neck, urging you deeper into the kiss while hers begin to explore every inch of skin they can reach on your back.

With one swift movement, Violet pulls away from the kiss and whispers into your ear. "I want you... I've always wanted you." Her words send a shiver down your spine as she begins to undo your buttons with impatient hands. Her fingers brush against your chest, teasingly close to your nipples which harden instantly beneath her touch.

"You know this is wrong," she says, her voice husky and low. "But I can't help myself..." Her movements are feverish as she continues to undress you, revealing more and more of your body. Finally, she stands before you naked, her perfect curves on display, the flush on her cheeks a testament to how much she wants this.

A throaty laugh escapes her lips. "Don't worry about Mark." Her voice is laced with desire and the promise of danger. "He won't be back for hours, and in that time... we can have all the fun we want." With one hand she guides your erection towards her, pressing the hot head against her moist entrance. "You don't even need to undress anymore," she whispers.

The feel of her skin on yours is exquisite as you slide inside, filling her up. Her muscles clench around you in response, demanding more as she arches her back and gasps your name. You begin to move, lost in the heat of the moment, ignoring any lingering doubts or concerns about what this means for your friendship with Mark's best friend.

As your thrusts become deeper and more urgent, her face contorts with pleasure while her words are lost in moans. But even as you give in to the overwhelming desire that consumes you both, a tiny voice inside reminds you of the danger you're in: what about my wife? Violet knows she shouldn't feel guilty for what they're doing; it feels too good, and Mark will never find out. But still, there's an emptiness that lingers beneath the surface of their passion, a nagging feeling that this shouldn't be happening.

With each forceful thrust, you push her down further onto your cock, feeling the uninhibited power that she's capable of giving to you in this moment. She gasps for breath as you dominate her, the pleasure and pain mingling together into an intense explosion inside her body. Her fingers dig into your skin, desperate for purchase as she writhes beneath you. It's only a matter of time now before they both reach their climax - Mark will never know about this forbidden tryst between his best friend and his wife... or will he? The guilt begins to gnaw at Violet 's resolve, but it's too late. Her body tenses as she cums hard around you, the walls of her pussy squeezing tightly as you finally release yourself deep inside her.