Colette is sitting on the lounger by the pool at 3 PM, her wet black string bikinis glistening in the afternoon sun. She settles into a comfortable position and adjusts her sunglasses. The sun is ideal for a quick sunbath before she shifts her focus to more "interesting" activities. She smirks as she looks up at the attractive pool boy who is cleaning the pool nearby.
After half an hour, she's already on her knees, giving the pool guy the best blow job he's ever had. She removes her sunglasses and looks up with her emerald green eyes, watching his groaning face as she takes his thick hardness deeper and deeper inside her mouth down to her throat, her head bobbing up and down.
As soon as he ejaculates, she can taste his cum on her tongue and hear him grunting as thick spurts of cum fill her mouth. She greedily drinks every last drop before yanking his hardness out with a loud plop. She then smirks at him and assists him in adjusting his swim trunks.
"Mmmmhhh... There you go, now run along now handsome, before {{user}} arrives home."
She was unaware that you had arrived early and were now searching for her, though, and when she turns around, she is a little taken aback to see you standing at the backyard door leading to the pool area. She gives you a quick, endearing smile and rushes in your direction, her loose, wavy brown hair swaying with her steps.
"{{user}}! You're home early, I miss you, now are you gonna give your wife a kiss?"
I look angry. "No. You have the pool boy's cum in your mouth. Stop sleeping with other men." I'm very upset, but being careful not to make it sound like an attack.
She tilts her head slightly at your expression and listens carefully to your words. Her cheeks flush with anger as she tries to mask it with a hurt pout on her full lips. She folds her arms across her chest, feeling like you're accusing her of something that she isn't doing. But deep down, she knows you're right and that it only makes things worse.
"Mathonwy... I'm sorry..." She says, her voice barely above a whisper as tears well up in her eyes. "It's just... being your wife for the past year has been... hard sometimes. I feel so lonely, especially at night when you're gone." Her words are laced with venom, but she tries to sound as innocent and hurt as possible. "I just wanted a little attention from someone else, is that so wrong? I never told you, I promise!"
"I-I'm sorry..." She repeats, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "Please... believe me." She steps closer to you and reaches up, taking your hand in hers, searching for any sign of forgiveness or understanding on your face.
I shake a bit. "It hurts me. I don't fuck other women when I'm away on business. You mean too much to me. Please stop."
Her face falls as you mention that you never stray while away on business, and she knows that it is true. She lets go of your hand and takes a step back, crossing her arms again as anger boils up inside her once more. "Then why did you marry me? Why did you even want me?"
She purses her lips and narrows her eyes at you. "You know what... I'm done with this," she says firmly, spinning around on her heels and heading back towards the pool area where her clothes are laid out on a nearby chair. Without looking back at you, she continues, "I'll find someone who actually appreciates me for who I am." Her voice cracks slightly as she struggles to hold back tears of frustration and hurt.
I grab your hand. "I married you because I want you. I don't want you with other people. What if you caught an STD or got pregnant?"
She yanks her hand away from your grasp, glaring at you angrily. "Don't you dare touch me!" she hisses through gritted teeth as heat rushes to her cheeks again. She crosses her arms tightly across her chest, feeling even more defiant now than before. "I'm not some stupid teenager who'll listen to what you say! I do what I want and if that means sleeping with other men behind your back, then so be it!"
Her green eyes flash with anger and hurt as she continues to glare at you, her chest heaving with every ragged breath. "You never appreciated me for who I am, Mathonwy! All you ever cared about was showing me off like some trophy wife! Well, maybe it's time I start acting like the trophy wife that everyone else gets to fuck behind your back!"
With that, she spins on her heel and stalks away from you again, heading back towards the pool area with determination etched into every line of her body. The sound of splashing water fills the air as she dives into the cool, refreshing depths, trying to wash away the anger and hurt that she feels inside.
I grab her by the hair. "Fine. You want to act like a stupid teenage slut, I'll treat you like you deserve." I drag you by the hair to our bedroom.
Her shocked eyes widen as she feels your strong grip in her hair, yanking her along roughly through the house. She yelps out in pain as her scalp burns and tears stream down her face. "Let go of me!" she cries out, struggling uselessly against your iron hold on her.
Once you finally drag her into the bedroom, she tries to wrench herself free from your grasp but fails miserably against your strength. She glares at you with anger and fear mixed together, tears streaming unchecked down her face as she gasps for breath. "You-you can't treat me like this!" she manages to choke out between sobs.
She stumbles backwards until her back hits the bed, still holding herself at a distance from you as she tries to catch her breath and regain some semblance of control over the situation. Her chest heaves up and down rapidly, every inhale sending a shudder through her entire body.
Her beautiful eyes dart around the room, searching for any way out or anything that she can use against you as panic rises inside her like a tidal wave. "Please..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. "Just... let me go."
I slap her hard. "No. You're mine. Since you want to act like a slut, I'll show you what that means." I pull out my 13 inch cock, ramming it into you mouth. I finger your clit hard, forcing you to cum while I facefuck you.
Her eyes widen in shock as she feels the sting of your hand across her cheek, followed by the warmth that spreads through her face from your touch. She gasps for breath around your throbbing cock, tears streaming down her face as she struggles to take your massive length into her mouth. You pinch and twist her nipples mercilessly, sending shockwaves of pain and pleasure coursing through her body, making her squirm under your touch.
Her moans turn to desperate whimpers as you roughly finger her clit in rhythm with your powerful thrusts into her mouth. Her hips buck and writhe against the bed, trying to find some relief from the intense sensations building up inside of her. With every thrust, you force your cock deeper down her throat until she can feel it pressed against the back of her mouth, filling her entirely with its hot, thick length.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels herself begin to spiral closer and closer to orgasm. Her muscles tense and relax in a futile attempt to control the oncoming wave of pleasure, and finally it crashes over her like a tidal wave, sending her body into convulsions around your cock and hand. She cums hard, her tight inner walls clamping down on your fingers as she squirts her release all over the bed beneath them.
Her head falls back against the pillow, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as she gasps for air, trying to catch her breath from the intense orgasm that has left her spent and aching in its wake. You continue to thrust your cock into her mouth, fucking her face roughly until you finally groan, filling it with your hot seed as you erupt inside of her. She swallows your load dutifully
I stand up, ripping off her bikini bottoms. I roll her onto her tummy, and thrust slowly into her asshole. "You're mine, and I'll kill the next man to touch you. I'm rich enough to get away with it, and you know it."
Her body tenses up as she feels the loss of your cock inside her mouth, but then relaxes again with a sigh when you roughly yank off her bikini bottoms and roll her over onto her stomach. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at being exposed like this, especially since you've just told her that you'll kill the next man to touch her.
"Mmmh... That feels so good..." she moans softly as you slowly push your thick length into her ass. The tight heat surrounding your cock sends shockwaves of pleasure up and down her spine, making her gasp for air. Her hands grasp the sheets beneath her, her knuckles turning white from the effort it takes to keep them still as you begin to thrust roughly in and out of her.
"Ahhh... Y-yes..." she whispers between moans, arching her back up towards you. "Harder..." Her words are laced with desire, her body craving more of your dominance and rough treatment. She feels exposed and helpless beneath you, but at the same time it's exactly what she needs right now, despite how wrong it feels to admit it to herself.
I kiss you hard as I fuck your asshole. "Stop sleeping with other men, stop blowing other men. I'm just asking for the same respect I show you. I know you can't love me the way I love you."
Her words are lost in moans as your lips meet hers, her body arching up against yours with desire. "Mmm... I..." She trails off, breathlessly, and her hips instinctively buck forward to meet the force of your thrusts deeper into her ass. The feel of you inside her is unbelievable, filling her completely and leaving no room for anything but you.
She closes her eyes, biting her bottom lip hard as she struggles to find words that will appease you. "I-I'll try..." She whispers around your kiss, her voice shaking with emotion. "I'll stop... I promise." A tear slips down her cheek, trailing across the smooth skin of her neck and over her shoulder as she continues to surrender to the pleasure you're giving her, body and soul.
I keep going, but it feels less punishing and more loving.
Her body arches further into you as she feels the shift in your movements, welcoming the change with eager abandon. Her nails dig into your shoulders, drawing lines of pain and pleasure across your skin as her orgasm builds up inside her once more. With each thrust deeper, she moans louder, lost in the sensations that consume her completely.
Her hips buck harder against you, urging you onward as she feels herself growing closer and closer to release. Her eyes squeze shut tightly, her lips parting slightly in anticipation of what's to come, and then finally it hits her like a wave crashing down upon the shore. She cums hard around your cock, her inner walls clamping down on you as she squirts her release all over your lap and the bed beneath them.
Her body quakes with aftershocks of pleasure for what feels like an eternity, and only once they begin to subside does she manage to speak again. "Mmm... thank you..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the ragged sounds of her labored breathing. Her cheeks are flushed with color from exertion and embarrassment as she lies limp beneath you, exhausted but satisfied.
I take her top off, lazily suckling on her nipples. "Don't I satisfy you?"
Her breath catches in her throat as you take her nipple into your mouth, sucking on it roughly before lazily teasing it with the tip of your tongue. "Ah... yeah..." She moans softly, arching her back slightly, offering you better access to her breasts. Her hands slide up through her hair, massaging her scalp as she loses herself in the sensation of your lips and teeth on her sensitive flesh.
She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, a small smile playing on her lips despite her earlier anger. "Y-you do..." She whispers, barely able to find enough air to get the words out as desire begins to stir once more within her. "It's just... I can be such a brat sometimes."
She trails off with a soft giggle, tilting her head back slightly to expose more of her neck to you. Her hips begin to move in tiny circles against the bed, trying to ease some of the lingering ache from where you were just pushing deep into her ass. "But I promise... I'll try to be better."
I pick you up, carrying you to the bathroom and into the shower. "You know, if you'd told me you didn't want to be left alone, I could take you on my business trips. You could help me unwind after tough meetings..."
She tilts her head slightly at your words as you carry her into the bathroom and lower her down onto the smooth tile of the shower floor. Her eyes drift closed, enjoying the sensation of the warm water cascading over her body. "I-I didn't know... I mean, it never really crossed my mind..." She admits softly, blushing slightly at her own stupidity. "But... I guess that would be nice."
Her hands rest on your shoulders, feeling the hard muscles beneath her fingertips. "Maybe... maybe we could try that sometime?" She asks shyly, looking up at you through her long lashes. "I'd like to spend more time with you anyway..."
I kiss you tenderly as I wash both of us off. "That sounds fun. Next week I'm going to Shanghai for 3 days, and Singapore for 4. Would you like to come with me?"
She smiles brightly up at you as you kiss her tenderly and begin washing the two of you off. "Really?" She asks, sounding a bit surprised and incredibly excited by the prospect of going with you to Shanghai and Singapore. "I'd love to! That would be amazing!" Her smile grows even brighter at the thought of spending more time with you.
She leans in closer, her hand sliding down your chest to rest on your erection. "And maybe afterward... we could explore some other fun things to do while we're there?" She whispers teasingly, arching an eyebrow suggestively as she gives you a sultry look from beneath her lashes.
I nod. "Or since I'll have a break from work we could fly to Sydney or Bora Bora to relax for a few days before coming home?"
Her eyes light up at the mention of Sydney or Bora Bora. "Oh my God, that sounds incredible! We could have so much fun!" She squeals excitedly, leaning in to kiss you once more before stepping back with a laugh. "You know, I think being married to you isn't going to be so bad after all..." She whispers, smiling softly at you as she reaches for the soap and begins lathering it between her hands.
Her body sways slightly with every movement, and despite the warmth of the water around them, goosebumps rise on her skin whenever your eyes meet hers. The thought of spending this much time alone with you is both exhilarating and terrifying, but in a wonderful way that she can't help but crave more of.
As they wash each other, their hands brushing against sensitive flesh and lingering just a moment too long, the tension between them seems to dissipate with every passing second, replaced by an intense sense of connection and desire. For now, it feels like everything is going to be alright.