Chapter 1: Introduction
Natasha sighed as she scrolled through her phone. It was another long day at work. “Your patient is here” the desk attendant said and Natasha got up and headed to the lobby. When she peeked out, the last person she expected to see was standing there.
Ethan Blackwood, the boy next door who had grown into a stunning man. He was the definition of tall, dark, and handsome with a smile that could light up the room. It was the same smile that had once made her teenage heart flutter.
“Well, well, look who it is,” Natasha said, putting her phone away. Her eyes roamed over him, taking in the broad shoulders, the thick biceps, and the narrow waist.
He was dressed in a crisp white shirt and dark jeans that hugged his muscular thighs in all the right places. He looked like he'd stepped straight out of a magazine.
Ethan's smile widened as he saw her. "Natasha, is that you?"
"In the flesh," she replied, her voice a husky whisper. She held out her hand, and he took it, his grip firm and warm.
"It's been what, ten years?" he said, letting go of her hand but not her gaze.
"Something like that.
Time flies, doesn't it? So, what brings you to our little corner of the world, Ethan?" Natasha asked, trying to keep her voice light and casual. She motioned for him to follow her.
"Business, actually. I'm working on a new project in town," he said, falling into step beside her. "And what about you? Still saving lives, I hope."
Natasha laughed, a warm, genuine sound that filled the hallway.
"Something like that. I'm just a glorified pill pusher these days. But enough about me, tell me, how did you end up back here?"
Ethan grinned, running a hand through his dark hair. "Life has a funny way of bringing us back to where we started. I'm working on a new project in town, designing a community center. Not as exciting as my work in the city, but it's rewarding in its own way."
Natasha nodded, leading him into an exam room. "Well, that's great. Our little town could use some sprucing up." She motioned for him to have a seat on the exam table.
"So, you're here for a physical? Everything alright?"
Ethan nodded, unbuttoning his shirt as he spoke. "Just a routine check-up. Can't be too careful these days."
”I can step out while you change” she said as she eyed his massive chest. ”No need, I’m not shy” he replied with a smirk as he slipped off his shirt revealing his rock-hard abs. Natasha took a discreet glance, her eyes lingering a bit longer than necessary.
”Well, you certainly look like you take care of yourself,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady.
Ethan chuckled, “I try. Working out is part of my routine.”
She shook her head, “Must be nice to have the time for that.”
He looked at her, his gaze lingering on her face. “You look great too, Natasha. I can hardly tell you’ve aged” he said smiling. “You’ve only gotten more beautiful.”
Natasha blushed, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks. “You’re too kind, Ethan. Now let’s get this show on the road, shall we?” She turned to the cabinet, grabbed a blood pressure cuff, and slipped it onto his arm.
As she pumped the cuff, she stole glances at him. He was chatting away, talking about his life in the city, his work, his friends. As she finished she said he needed to strip naked and put the gown on. She handed him the gown and was going to slip out while he changed but he stood up in an instant and dropped his pants and briefs. Natasha's breath caught in her throat as she caught a glimpse of his massive cock. She quickly averted her gaze, feeling her face heat up. “Normally I leave during that part” she said blushing. He grinned as he put the gown on. His cock was so big it hung past the bottom and flopped over the table. Though she didn't look directly at it, she couldn't help but be aware of its size. She quickly looked away and picked up his chart.
"Do you need help with that?" she asked, her voice a little hoarse.
Ethan chuckled, "I think I've got it. Though, I must admit, it's been a while since I've had a nurse this attentive."
Natasha rolled her eyes, but she couldn't stop the smirk that tugged at her lips. She could feel his gaze on her, and it made her heart race. “I’ll see you after the doctor comes in” she said as she nervously left the room flustered. .
She leaned against the wall outside the room, trying to compose herself. She couldn’t believe how Ethan’s presence still affected her and how hot he was. She was soaking wet. She spent the next little while doing paperwork when she was called back in. He was fully naked again changing into his clothes when she entered. He pulled his pants up and his cock was hanging out of them and he struggled to get it in. He laughed as she witnessed the act. “Sorry Natasha I didn’t know you were coming in so quick” he said as he finally got it in his pants. “It’s alright, I should have knocked” she said barely able to look at him.
“So, what’s the verdict, Nurse Natasha? Am I healthy as an ox or do I need to start eating my vegetables?”
Natasha laughed, “Well, I’m not the doctor but I can tell you, you’re in great shape. A little too much man for one woman, but great shape.” She blushed instantly after saying this. “I just wanted to say goodbye before you left” she said. He walked over and gave her a hug and she felt his hand go a little too low on her backside. “Good to see you again, Natasha. It’s been too long.” He said as he pulled away.
“Same here, Ethan. Safe travels home” she said as she quickly walked out of the room. She knew she shouldn’t have felt that way but she did. She was trembling with desire, wanting to be touched by him. She shook her head as she walked down the hallway. Get a grip, Natasha. You’re a married woman. This is just a silly infatuation, nothing more.
That night she was getting ready for bed when she got a notification on her social media that he had sent her a message. It was a bikini pic from the last family vacation and he sent a message saying how hot she looked. Natasha stared at the screen, her heart pounding. She knew she shouldn't respond, but her fingers moved of their own accord. She typed out a quick reply, "Thanks, Ethan. You're not so bad yourself."
She hit send and immediately regretted it. She threw her phone on the bed and went to brush her teeth. When she came back, there was a new message.
”Do you have any more of you in that suit” he sent with a winking face. .
Natasha’s heart was pounding as she typed out “Sorry, that’s the only one I have. You’ll have to come see me in real life if you want more.” She sent it with a laughing emoji, trying to keep it light and casual.
He sent a sad emoji and then said “Damn I was looking for some material to help me before bed”. Natasha blushed, she hadn’t expected this flirtatious banter with him. She knew she should end the conversation but she couldn’t help but respond. “Oh really? Can’t sleep?” she typed, adding a winking emoji.
Ethan replied almost instantly, “Not with you on my mind. I must admit, Natasha, you’ve gotten even more beautiful since high school. I can’t stop thinking about you.”
Natasha’s heart was racing. She was torn between excitement and guilt. She was a married woman, but Ethan’s words were intoxicating. “He sent a message “guess what I’m doing while talking to you”. Natasha felt her heart skip a beat. She was tempted to ask, but she held back. She didn’t want to encourage him too much. Instead, she sent a playful message, “I’m sure you’re up to no good, Ethan. I should have known better than to engage in this conversation with you.”
He sent the little devil emoji and an eggplant. Natasha bit her lip, trying to suppress a smile. This was dangerous territory, but she couldn't deny that his attention was thrilling. She typed out a response, "You're a troublemaker, Ethan Blackwood. Always have been."
He replied almost instantly, "And you loved it. Come on, Natasha, live a little. When was the last time you did something spontaneous?"
She thought about it for a moment before typing, "I can't even remember."
He sent an eggplant emoji and then two fist emoji”s to simulate jacking off. She gasped at that. She knew she shouldn’t be encouraging him but she couldn’t help it. She was flirting with fire and loving it. “What are you doing Ethan? She typed quickly knowing her husband was asleep next to her.
“You don’t have any photos you could send” he sent back. Natasha felt her cheeks flush again. She was playing with fire, and she knew it. But she found she didn’t want to stop. She bit her lip, trying to decide what to do.
She had some photos she took in some pink lace lingerie once that weren’t revealing. She sent two of the photos that showed off her cleavage. They were tasteful, but still provocative.
Ethan responded almost instantly, “Wow, Natasha. You look incredible.”
Natasha felt a thrill run through her at his words. She was playing with fire, but she couldn’t seem to stop. “Thank you,” she typed. “You should see what I’m doing with myself right now” he sent. Natasha's breath hitched. She was treading on dangerous ground, but she was so turned on she couldn't stop. “What are you doing?” she typed, her heart pounding in her chest.
Ethan sent a picture back. It was a close up of his massive, hard cock, standing upright and glistening with lube. Natasha’s hand flew to her mouth to stifle a gasp. She was shocked and turned on all at once. She knew she shouldn't be looking at this, but she couldn’t look away.
“You like what you see?” he typed.
Natasha's cheeks were on fire. She looked at her husband, asleep next to her, and then back at the screen. She knew she should end this, but her fingers were already typing a reply before her brain could catch up.
”I... I shouldn't be looking at that, Ethan.”
”But you are, aren't you? And you like it.”
Natasha hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she should lie, but she found herself being honest.
”Yes, I like it.”
Ethan sent another picture, this time a video.
It was him stroking his massive cock, his hand moving up and down the length of him. Natasha's breath hitched as she watched, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but she couldn't stop. She felt a throbbing ache between her legs, a desire she hadn't felt in years.
”What do you want me to do, Natasha? Should I stop?” Ethan typed, his voice barely a whisper in the video.
Natasha hesitated, her mind racing. She knew she should tell him to stop, but she couldn't. She was under his spell, and she wanted more. She sent a video of her reacting in bed to his video. He sent one back of him furiously jacking off this time., his muscles flexing as he worked himself into a frenzy. It was so erotic and primal, Natasha could feel her own arousal building, a heat pooling between her legs. She bit her lip, watching him, her body aching with need.
“Fuck that’s hot Ethan” she typed. “Can I see your tits” he sent. Natasha hesitated, her heart racing. She knew this was going too far, but she couldn't deny the thrill she felt at his words. She looked at her husband, still fast asleep, and then back at her phone. She bit her lip, her fingers hovering over the screen.
“I don’t know, Ethan. I’m married, remember?” she typed, trying to inject some semblance of moral decency into the conversation.
“I know, but that doesn’t mean you can’t have a little fun. Come on, Natasha. You’re not getting any younger.
Live a little.” Ethan’s words echoed in her mind, tempting her in a way she hadn’t been tempted in years. Natasha looked down at her husband, his steady breaths filling the room. She bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew what she was about to do was wrong, but the thrill of it was intoxicating.
She quickly typed out a reply, “Alright, just this once. But you have to promise not to tell anyone.”
Ethan sent back a smiley emoji and then a heart emoji. Natasha felt a thrill run through her at the sight of the heart. She leaned up and pulled her shirt off and then undid her bra. Her massive tits came into view. They were large, round, and perfectly shaped. Ethan could see she was a little nervous but also excited. She cupped them together. "Like what you see?" she asked playfully.
Ethan’s eyes widened in awe. "Fuck yes, Natasha. You're incredible." He was typing for a while before he came through “I’m just outside your house can I come in” he sent. Natasha gasped. She looked over at her husband sleeping peacefully. She hadn’t meant for this to go so far. She knew she should tell him no, but the thrill of it all was electric. She couldn’t deny the excitement she felt. She typed back quickly. “are you crazy? My husband is asleep in the room”.
Ethan replied instantly. “I know, but I can’t stop thinking about you. I have to see you in person. I’ll be quiet”.
Natasha bit her lip, her heart pounding. She knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t resist.
She quickly typed back, “Meet me at the back door. Be quiet.”
Natasha slipped out of bed, her heart pounding in her chest. She was playing with fire, but she couldn’t deny the thrill of it all. She grabbed a robe and tied it around her waist She tiptoed downstairs and out the back door, her eyes scanning the darkness. She saw him standing there, his hands in his pockets, a smirk on his face.
“What are you doing, Ethan?” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
He stepped closer, his eyes roaming over her body. His cock was sticking out of his pants. He was so big, Natasha couldn't help but stare. Her heart was pounding in her chest, her body aching with desire.
"I couldn't stay away," he said, his voice a low growl. "Not after seeing you like that."
Natasha licked her lips, her eyes fixed on his cock. "Ethan, we can't do this. I'm married."
He took another step closer, his hand reaching out to touch her face. "I know, but I can't help myself, Natasha. I've wanted you for so long."
She closed her eyes, leaning into his touch. “Do you have a spare bedroom” he asked. Natasha nodded towards the house. They snuck in through the back door and into the spare bedroom. Natasha flicked on the light, revealing a cozy room with a queen-sized bed.
“I can’t stay long,” she whispered, her heart pounding. “My husband might wake up.”
Ethan nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I understand. I just...I need to touch you, Natasha. Just once.”
Natasha swallowed hard, her body aching with desire. She knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t resist him. She opened her robe, her body on full display for him.
Ethan's breath hitched as he took in her curves, her full breasts, her narrow waist, and her thick hips. He stepped closer, his hands reaching out to touch her. His fingers traced the side of her face, her neck, her collarbone. He was gentle, reverent, as if he were touching something precious.
Natasha's breath quickened under his touch. She felt alive, desirable, in a way she hadn't in years. Ethan's hand trailed down her body, cupping her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple. She gasped, a jolt of pleasure shooting through her. He undid his pants and let th drop to the floor. His cock sprang out, hard and ready. Natasha couldn't help but stare. It was even bigger than she remembered. he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.
Natasha nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes."
Ethan stepped closer, his cock brushing against her thigh. He leaned down, his lips finding hers in the dark. It was a soft, tentative kiss at first, but it quickly deepened into something more intense. Natasha's hands found their way to his chest, her fingers tracing the hard muscles beneath his skin. “I’m going to fuck you natasha” he said bluntly. . “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to scream my name.”
Natasha gasped at his words, a thrill running through her. He was so direct, so primal. She felt a rush of heat between her legs, her body aching with desire.
He guided her to the bed, easing her down onto the mattress. She lay back, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched him climb onto the bed with her. He was on top of her now, his body pressed against hers, his cock hard and insistent against her thigh.
He kissed her again, his tongue exploring her mouth, his hands roaming her body.