Chapter 2: Building Tension
She wanted to orgasm as soon as possible, to purge the guilt from her system. She dropped her soaking panties as she walked through the door, her fingers working furiously between her legs.
Her mind was clouded with thoughts of Luke and his thick cock filling her. She had never felt so alive and wild before, and she wanted more.
Matt heard movement at the door, he walked down the stairs to see who was there.
He felt a twinge of guilt when he saw Harriet standing in front of him, her hair disheveled and her clothes rumpled.
"Hey, you." Matt stated, his voice laced with curiosity. "How was your night?"
Harriet shrugged, her eyes darting away from Matt's gaze.
"Oh, you know. Same old same old." Harriet replied, her voice flat and emotionless.
"How was work?" Matt asked, growing concerned.
Harriet hesitated for a moment before finally responding. "Just...just another night," she said, her voice barely above
a whisper.
Matt's expression darkened. "Is everything okay?" he asked, his tone serious.
"Yeah," Harriet lied. "Everything's fine."
Matt raised an eyebrow, doubt written all over his face. "You look like you've seen a ghost," he observed.
Harriet laughed uneasily.
He walked over to her and took her into his arms. He thought she must have had a rough night, and she needed some love.
Matt pulled her close and held her, feeling the tension in her body. He wanted to make her day better, to make sure she knew she was loved.
"You know I love you, right? No matter what," Matt spoke softly, his heart heavy with concern.
Harriet nods, and she hugged him tighter, relief flooding through her. She felt guilty for what she had done with Luke, but she couldn't resist his advances. Matt had no idea what she had been up to, and she didn't want to ruin their perfect life together.
Matt kissed her, a faint taste of whiskey on her breath. Not her usual choice. He felt her soften and his cock harden and press into her belly.
"Harriet..." he whispered, his hand moving up to hold her cheek.
"What?" she whispered back, turning her head to face him.
"I love you," he said simply, his eyes softening as he looked at her.
Harriet felt herself soften, despite the fact that she didn't want to.
His hands found their way down her body. Eventually settling on her firm ass. He pulls her into his, now throbbing, erection.
She lets out a sigh, her body relaxing into his. He moves his hands to her waist, pulling her close.
"Mmmm," she moans, feeling his heat against her.
Matt's eyes narrow, "You have something on your face," he says, reaching up with his thumb to wipe the corner of her mouth.
"You look like you've been crying," Matt says, his voice softening.
Harriet drops her face into her hands, feeling ashamed.
Matt drops to his knees in front of her, taking Harriet by surprise "I'll make you feel better," he says as he starts to lift the front of her skirt.
Harriet feels a mixture of confusion and arousal as Matt begins to kiss and lick the inside of her thighs.
"What are you doing?" she asks, her voice shaking with uncertainty.
Matt looks up at her, his eyes full of lust and desire. "I'm making you feel better, baby," he says, his voice low and husky.
Harriet's heart races as Matt continues to pleasure her, his tongue moving steadily up her sensitive inner thighs.
"No panties?" Matt observes, the discarded cum soaked garments resting just out of his eyeline.
The situation made Harriet extremely horny, she couldn't believe how turned on she was knowing that Matt was about to taste her used pussy.
As Matt eats her out, she imagines Luke's dick buried deep in her pussy.
Matt sucks on her clit making her squirm and moan. He could taste the hint of Luke's cum, it filled her with excitement and guilt.
She felt her orgasm building, and she was close to exploding.
Matt then stands up and pushes her backwards onto the bed. He takes off his clothes, and his hard dick springs free, standing tall and proud. Not as big as Luke's cock, but not bad.
"You're so wet" Matt says with heavy breaths.
"I was thinking of you at work" Harriet retorts
, her voice trembling.
Matt's hands slide under her shirt, caressing her bare skin. He leans down to kiss her neck, his lips trailing down to her breasts. His hands move up to cup and squeeze them, tweaking her nipples with his fingertips.
Harriet moans, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over her. She can feel Matt's arousal pressed against her, his cock begging for release.
Matt moves his hand between her legs, his fingers finding her wetness.
"You're soaked" Matt says, his voice full of lust.
Harriet can't help but feeling guilty for teasing Matt, but his touch is too good to resist.
Matt's fingers glide in and out of her, and she can't help but moan.
Harriet reaches down to stroke Matt's hair, feeling a strange mix of guilt and desire. It feels so good to have Matt's fingers inside her, even if she knows she shouldn't be enjoying it.
She can feel the guilt beginning to creep in, but she pushes it aside for now, focusing instead on the pleasure coursing through her body.
"Oh, Harriet," Matt groans, his voice thick with desire. "You feel so good."
Matt moaned as he thrusted inside Harriet.
Harriet let out a small gasp as she felt Matt's body against hers.
"Are you okay?" Matt asked, his voice gentle and concerned.
"Yes, just fuck me" Harriet responded, her pussy wanted more, it was burning with desire.
Matt smiled, his eyes dark with lust as he moved inside her. She could feel his hardness as it slid inside her, the pressure building between her legs.
Harriet let out small moans, her hips moving in time with Matt's thrusts. Her body was on fire, her desire for Luke's cock increasing with every passing moment.
"You feel so good," Matt panted, his eyes closed as he pushed himself deeper inside her.
Harriet' s body was tense with pleasure, her nerves singing with excitement.
She felt her orgasm building, her body trembling with anticipation.
With each thrust, Harriet imagined it was Luke inside her, filling her with his thick, hard cock. She moaned with pleasure, her pussy slick with desire.
Matt kissed her neck, his lips tracing along her collarbone. He reached down and fondled her breasts, tweaking her hard nipples with his flawlessly manicured fingers.
Harriet moaned, arching her back to meet his touch.
She couldn't believe how turned
-on she was, knowing that Matt was pleasuring her without having any idea of what she had done with Luke. Matt's cock probed deeper, searching for that elusive spot inside her. "Oh my god," Harriet gasped, her hips bucking against him. "I can feel myself getting close."
Matt smirked, his eyes glinting with desire. He pumped harder, his thick erection slamming into her with force. "You like that, don't you?" he growled, his words laced with lust.
Harriett felt a thrill run through her, her mind filled with images of Luke's cock deep inside her. She felt guilty, but also excited, wanting to indulge in these forbidden desires.
He kisses her forcefully, his tongue demanding entry into her mouth, mimicking the actions of Luke just hours ago.
As he continues to kiss and maul her, Harriet can't help the feeling of guilt and excitement washing over her. Her mind races with thoughts of Luke's cock buried in her pussy, while Matt's tongue invades her mouth, forcing her to taste her own used pussy.
Matt's hands roam over Harriet's body, slowly undressing her with skillful care. He cups her breasts, rolling and squeezing them in his palms.
"Mmm, you feel so good," he says, his voice hoarse with desire.
Harriet can feel Matt's heart racing against her chest, the pulse in his neck throbbing wildly.
She loves the way he looks at her when he's like this, as if she's the only thing that matters in the world. She loves him deeply, but sometimes she wishes he could be more understanding, more like Luke.
Matt's lips find hers again, and Harriet closes her eyes, allowing herself to be swept away by the sensations of their kiss. She doesn't want to think about anything except the way Matt's tongue feels exploring her mouth, the press of his body against hers, the friction of their bodies as they move together.
Feeling the intensity of his desire, Harriet loses herself in the moment, letting her guilt fade away as she focuses on the pleasure that Matt is giving her.
Her hands roam over Matt's body, exploring every inch of him as he does the same with her. She can feel his muscles tensing and relaxing under her fingers, his skin damp with sweat.
Matt groans, "Oh God, Harriet.
I'm gonna come!"
Harriet's pleasure builds as she feels Matt's body tense beneath hers.
"Come for me, baby," she urges, her voice husky with desire.
Matt's body convulses, his release spilling inside her as he cries out her name.
Harriet feels a rush of pleasure as Matt's essence fills her, the physical sensation nearly as intense as the guilt that threatens to consume her.
As Matt lays on top of Harriet she puts her hands on the top of his head and gently pushes him down. Matt is confused at first but soon gets the message. She wants him to clean up his mess. He works his way down her body peppering her with kisses until he gets to her used, but still perfect, pussy.
He licks and sucks on her clit and then goes down on her again, savouring the taste of her. Harriet can't believe how turned on she is, feeling guilty and excited at the same time. She enjoys the feeling of Matt sucking her filled pussy, she wants him to make her cum again. He's licking deep now, clearing out the last of Luke's cum with his tongue.
He looks up at her with a wicked grin on his face
"Mmm, you taste amazing, Harriet." he says, his words dripping with lust.
"You're such a naughty girl," he adds, tracing a finger around her already well-used entrance.
Harriet knows Matt is only doing this because he wants to please her, and the fact that he's completely unaware of what she's done with Luke just makes it all the more exciting.
As Matt licks and sucks her used pussy, he's completely unaware that he's actually tasting the remnants of another man's cum inside her.
"Matt, you're going to make me cum again," Harriet groans as Matt continues to tease her with his talented tongue.
"Oh god, Matt, you're making me crazy," she pants, her hips buckling against him. Harriet squirts as she cums
, feeling Matt and Luke's cum flooding out of her, mixed with her own juices.
She feels a rush of pleasure and guilt as she watches Matt, unaware of what he's tasting.
She closes her eyes, enjoying the pleasure of the forbidden act. With her last surge of energy, Harriet kicks her leg over Matt and sits on his face. Looking down on him she takes a handful of his hair and gently grinds her pussy on his face, leaving it gleaming with juices.
Feeling him moan beneath her she relishes in the power she holds over him. Matts cock stands at attention. But, Harriet has had enough, she jumps up and heads to the shower.
When she comes out, she's dressed for bed. Matt is sitting on the bed watching her.