The Woman Next Door

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

Her hands cupped them lifting them up for his eyes. "They're getting cold, Ryan. I won't keep them out waiting for you forever. If you want to do it then do it right this minute."

That was the nudge he needed. He began walking out of his backyard past the sensible soccer-mom's minivan and suburbanite dad's SUV and around the end of the fence dividing their properties.

As she waited casually Cassandra reached back to take her glass or merlot from the table to take a sip of the rich French vintage.

He came around her house then and stepped into her backyard. His eyes zeroed back onto them as he walked onto her patio and came to stand before her.

"Oh god...." He gasped out clearly transfixed by them, "They are so much bigger than my wife's..."

Cassandra filed that information away somewhere in her mind for future use in their games. "Some like me have been blessed, Ryan, others have not been so blessed."

Tentatively as if he was afraid they'd bite him his hand reached out and slowly stretched out to place his fingers onto her right breast.

She made no move to stop him as the simple touch evolved into a full fledged groping. She sighed and gasped at his attentions to them.

"You're hands are so warm and they've gotten so cold," She told him softly, "Warm them up for me and I'll give you a reward, Ryan."

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

"Some like me have been blessed, Ryan, others have not been so blessed," she said to him as he tentatively reached forward with his left hand. He felt a bit nervous, like a teenager who was about to grope his first pair. It wasn't that he was inexperienced, but instead that he still was worried about cheating on his family. As his fingers slipped onto her breast, he gasped feeling her skin.

He watched her as she made no move, and as his hand gently felt around her right breast, it quickly turned into his full hand groping her. He gasped, "Oh god Cassandra...." he said as he slipped his right hand onto her left breast. Both hands now softly groping and rubbing her large, perfect breasts.

"You're hands are so warm and they've gotten so cold..... warm them up for me and I'll give you a reward, Ryan," she tempted. He looked down into her eyes, his mind racing as he thought about what the reward could be.

However, if he had to be honest, he did not care about the reward. Since he first met Cassandra, he had wondered about her chest. Now he was standing in front of her, with both of his hands on her firm, heavy tits. He began to work, wanting to warm them up for her. His hands squeezed gently, and rubbed around her chest. He felt his fingers pressing into her skin, his mind racing.

He stepped closer to her, standing almost between her legs. "God..... they are cold.... I will warm them up..." he grinned as his hand continued to rub and squeeze. He let his right index finger run along her nipple, circling it as he teased her. His mind racing as he could not deny how much he liked her large breasts. He felt himself wishing his wife had a larger pair. His mind began to wish that his wife had a body like Cassandra's.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

"You're hands are so warm and they've gotten so cold," She told him softly, "Warm them up for me and I'll give you a reward, Ryan."

The poor man he looked as if he thought just touching her breasts were reward enough. He had no idea.

She really was cold. She hadn't realized how chilly the night air would get out here in the suburbs. She'd have to dress more warmly next time she worked outdoors through the night. Still now her skin was pebbled with goosebumps and her nipples had puckered and not from the arousal she was feeling.

"God..... they are cold.... I will warm them up..." His hands were gentle but firm at the same time. Rubbing and warming her bared flesh for her.

"Mmmm…" She murmured sensually from his ministrations, "...You doing a fine job, but my nipples need more attention. Play with my them some more, Ryan." Cassandra told him arching her back as he teased her right nipple by circling a finger around it. "Mmmm...That's it....good."

"Would you like your reward now," She asked with a wicked smile.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

Ryan could feel the goosebumps that pebbled on her soft skin as he groped her breasts. He felt her hard nipples against his skin as he rubbed her breasts, knowing the cold air was impacting his new neighbor. He sighed as he moved his hand along her breast, loving the feeling of her large breasts.

"God.... they are cold..... I will warm them up...." Ryan said as his hands firmly but gently rubbed her bare flesh.

"mmmm... you are doing a fine job, but my nipples need more attention. Play with them some more, Ryan," Cassandra moaned sensually. Ryan heard her, and replied as he slide his finger to her right nipple. He felt how hard it was, and began to tease her nipple by circling it with her finger.

Cassandra confirmed he was doing good as she moaned, "Mmmm... That's it.... good...."

Ryan did not stop there, he slid his other hand onto her left breast. He stared at her as he began to grope and massage each of her large breasts. His eyes staring down at her as he made sure to show attention to both her nipples. Circling them with her fingers, even teasing by pulling on them gently. His mind racing as he loved playing with her breasts.

"Would you like your reward now," she asked him with a smile. Ryan looked down at her, his cock straining against his shorts as he gasped.

"Reward....... I thought telling you my first wish was my reward...." he groaned. His cock twitching with excitement as he began to wonder what his reward would be.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

"Would you like your reward now," She asked with a wicked smile.

"Reward...." He asked, "...I thought telling you my first wish was my reward...."

She smiled at that with a purring laugh, "Oh Ryan, no, that was just you playing the game." She reached up and pulled his head down until he was face to face with her bared breasts.

"Your reward is a taste of my wine," She told him cupping her right breasts and lifting it so it was only an inch away from his mouth. Her other hand lifted her glass of merlot over that breasts, "You'll have to be quick. I don't want you to waste a single drop."

She tipped the glass letting the rich dark wine dribble down onto her breasts and roll down over her nipple for his tongue to sweep up.

"That is your reward, Ryan," She said softly cooing from the sensations of his

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

"Oh Ryan, no, that was just you playing the game...." Cassandra said as she reached up and pulled Ryan's head down until he was face to face with her amazing, bare breasts. He gasped as his breathing got heavier. He stared at her breasts, wanting nothing more then to take them into his mouth.

"Your reward is a taste of my wine..... you'll have to be quick. I don't want you to waste a single drop," she warned as she cupped her right breast, lifting it so it was inches away from his mouth. He sighed as she tipped her wine glass, letting the dark wine dribble down onto her breast.

Ryan did not hesitate. As the liquid rolled down over her nipple, he stuck his tongue out. He pressed it against her breast, sweeping it along her skin to lick up the wine. He gasped, as he tasted the wine before leaning forward. His left hand slipped onto her right breast, cupping it tight as he back to lick her breast more. He then took her nipple into his mouth, sucking her hard nipple.

"That is your reward, Ryan," she cooed as he sucked on her right breast. The taste of the wine still on her skin, but he did not care about the wine. He now was all about her breast, his hand groping as his mouth kissed and sucked at her. His tongue flicking her nipple, before he moved to kiss along her large breast. He breathing heavy as he gasped, "mmmmm god..... wine is good.... but.... your tits... are amazing" he sighed.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

"That is your reward, Ryan," She cooed softly.

His hand held it in a firm grasp as his tongue swirled over her nipple lapping up the drops of wine beading on the tip. "Mmmmm god....."

"Mmmm…" She gasped as his lips closed around her nipple sucking on it. "...I do like a man that enjoys his wine."

"...Wine is good...." He said between kisses trailing up the course of the wine droplets had taken down over her breast.

She lifted her free hand and traced her fingers through his hair. He was hers for the taking now. It was time to advance their little game tonight.

He lifted his eyes to look up into hers with a sigh, "But.... your tits... are amazing."

"They should be," She chuckled, "I paid enough money for them after all."

Her hand lowered taking him by the chin and pulling him away from her breasts. She leaned forward so they hung loose between them and her face was an inch away from his. She whispered into his ear softly, "It's time, Ryan. Tell me your second wish."

She sat back to look him in the eye. "Don't wait and don't hesitate. You already know what you desire from me next, don't you? It's right on the tip of your tongue, Isn't it?"

She took his hands and guided them back to her breasts adding softly, "I told you I won't judge you no matter how naughty it is, and I won't. Before I became a writer I was a professional escort, and the best ever-if I may brag over my skills."

Herr hand drifted and her fingers brushed over the swelling in his pajama shorts, "So, you see Ryan, no matter what it is you want from me next it won't be any worse than what I've done in my past and odds are I'm the only one with the experience in your life to make it into a reality."

"So now just say the words, Ryan," She said in a voice more commanding as the brushing fingers became her whole hand rubbing his erection through the fabric of his shorts, "Tell me what is your second wish now."

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

Ryan felt Cassandra's free hand trace through his hair as his lips kissed the soft skin of her breast. He could not believe what he was doing, but he was driven by pure sexual desire at this point. His mind lost as he was giving into his new neighbors temptation and the pent up sexual frustration he had inside of him. He felt her hand sliding lower until it took him by the chin. Cassandra pulled his head up, away from her breasts. He stared at her breasts as they hung loosely in front of him, her lips near his ear.

"It's time, Ryan. Tell me your second wish...." she said as she sat back and stared into his eyes. Ryan was about to speak when Cassandra spoke up, "Don't wait and don't hesitate.
You already know what you desire from me next, don't you? It's right on the tip of your tongue, isn't it?"

Ryan gasped as Cassandra took his hands and brought them back to her breasts. He let out a groan as his hands began to grope her amazing tits again. "I told you I won't judge you no matter how naughty it is, and I won't. Before I became a writer I was a professional escort, and the best ever- if I may brag over my skills," Cassandra said.

Suddenly, as Ryan was groping her breasts, his mind racing about what he wanted next, he felt Cassandra's hand drift lower and her finger brush over his bulge. His eyes closed at the feeling, "Oh god Cassandra...." he groaned. As she spoke, he felt the desire growing inside of him, he stared into her eyes. The hunger growing in him as her fingers rubbing his erection became her entire hand. He felt his hips moving gently.

"Ahhh fuck Cassandra, god..... my second wish...... god.... I want your tits wrapped around my cock...... I want to feel them fucking my hard cock...." he groaned. He stared into her eyes, his mind lost as he moaned, "God..... my wife's tits aren't big enough to do that..." he admitted to her in his lust.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

"So now just say the words, Ryan," She said in a voice more commanding as the brushing fingers became her whole hand rubbing his erection through the fabric of his shorts, "Tell me what is your second wish now."

"Oh god Cassandra...." He groaned.

She could see the wheels turning in his head even as his eyes drifted shut when the pleasure of her hand rubbing over his erection flooded through his brain and his groaned oath rushed past his lips. His hands were squeezing and molding her breasts as if on their own will. And she sighed from the pleasure they were giving her. His hips rocked his cock into her rubbing hand, impatient for the next inevitable events to occur in the game.

He was close. So close. She needed to be patient and bide her time. He would come to her. That was the nature of the game they were playing after all.

His eyes opened and he stared into her eyes and Cassandra knew she had him.

"Ahhh fuck Cassandra, god..... my second wish....god.... I want your tits wrapped around my cock...I want to feel them fucking my hard cock..." He moaned.

Her hands cupped over his lifting her breasts under them up. "You want these wrapped around that hard aching cock I was just feeling up?" She glanced down at them smirking, "Look at them, Ryan. They're so large and warm and soft. You want them squeezing around it rubbing up and down coaxing the orgasm out of it?"

Rryan groaned exclaiming, "God..... my wife's tits aren't big enough to do that..."

She turned the smirk back up at him and sat back in her chair setting her wineglass back onto the table. "It's something you've wanted for a long time isn't it, Ryan? You've despaired that it's something you'd never get to experience..." She leaned forward and reached caressing the hard cock through his shorts with both hands and up to the waistband. "...that is until I am here."

Her fingers curled under it and she started to pull it down. "Ryan, move your hands behind your back. Grant me the freedom to perform my magic."

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

Ryan watched as Cassandra's hands cupped over his own hands and lifted her breasts up. As she spoke, he looked down at her. "You want these wrapped around that hard aching cock I was just feeling up? Look at them, Ryan. They're so large and warm and soft. You want them squeezing around it, rubbing up and down coaxing the orgasm out of it?," she teased.

Ryan listened, his eyes staring at her breasts. As she spoke about her breasts wrapping around his aching cock, he gasped. He wanted it so bad. He knew it was wrong, but he wanted to feel her amazing breasts bring him to the orgasm that he was craving right now in the moment.

Suddenly, Ryan let out a groan, "God..... my wife's tits aren't big enough to do that...." he admitted. His cock straining against his shorts as he stared down at Cassandra. His wife, his family, none of it mattered in the moment. No, the only thing that mattered right now was feeling her huge breasts wrapped around his cock, driving him down the path of infidelity.

"It's something you've wanted for a long time isn't it, Ryan? You've despaired that it's something you'd never get to experience...... that is until I am here," Cassandra said. Her voice letting him know that he would never have the opportunity to feel what it is like to fuck an amazing pair of breasts like hers. She was his salvation in this deep dark fantasy.

Ryan gasped, "God yes..... I have wanted it..... its a fantasy....." he admitted. He stared at her, listening to her voice as he nodded, "God..... you moving in...... with your amazing chest...." he agreed that she was the one to make his fantasy come true, only her. He felt her hand caressing his hard cock, his breathing getting heavy as he gasped in pleasure. He felt her hands move to the waistband of his shorts, preparing the final act.

"Ryan, move your hands behind your back. Grant me the freedom to perform my magic," she said as her fingers curled into his waistband and began to pull down his shorts.

Ryan gasped, his hands moving behind him. He grabbed his left wrist with his right hand as he stared down at Cassandra. The anticipation was so much. He felt her pulling his shorts down, slowly inching closer to freeing his hard cock. He felt the excitement of what was going to happen, and the realization that once she started, he wasn't sure he could stop, even if his wife came out back and caught them.

"ahhh god Cassandra....... we are in the open.... anyone can see...." he gasped as he felt his shorts pull down, his cock springing free into the cool night air.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

She turned the smirk back up at him and sat back in her chair setting her wineglass back onto the table. "It's something you've wanted for a long time isn't it, Ryan?"

Ryan gasped, "God yes..... I have wanted it..... its a fantasy....." he admitted.

"You've despaired that it's something you'd never get to experience..." She leaned forward and reached caressing the hard cock through his shorts with both hands and up to the waistband. "...that is until I am here."

"God..... you moving in....with your amazing chest...." He admitted with a nod of his head.

She smirked up at him. She had him hook line and sinker....whether or not he'd stay hers once his ardor cooled tonight...that was a different question.

Her fingers curled under it and she started to pull it down. "Ryan, move your hands behind your back. Grant me the freedom to perform my magic."

She smiled when he eagerly did just that.

The shorts and boxers underneath she pulled down guiding it over the tent his cock was making in the front of them. She did this slowly millimeter by millimeter to test his patience in allowing her freedom to have her wicked way with his cock here. When she pulled the waist band down far enough it sprung out at her like it was eager to finally meet her face to face. She looked at his erect cock. It was so hard it bobbed in the air with every beat of his pounding heart. It was not the largest she'd ever had but neither was it the smallest. If she were to judge-and Cassandra Delacorte was definitely a certified connoisseur of cock-she'd say Ryan was safely in the average range of size and girth. which was good in her opinion a cock that was too small or too large limited too much the variety of techniques in her repertoire she could effectively use on it.

One hand curled around the base of it and she smirked up at him as her other hand cupped and lifted one of her breasts. Angling his cock downward and slowly until it touched her breast. She looked up at him as she circled the soft sponge-like tip around her aereola.

"Do you like it so far, Ryan?" She directed the tip down so the slit at the end of the head pressed against her nipple firmly enough to split it open before using it to flick the nipple several times. "Enough teasing now I think...I will grant your second wish."

With that she pulled it between her breasts and using both hands on the outside of her breasts pushing them in to envelop his cock completely with her titflesh. Her breasts were smooth and silken and warm to the touch and they squeezed all around him like an imitation pussy. She kept them squeezed around them as she rubbed the right breast up and the left down and then reverse. Then she them in a rocking corkscrew motion around it.

"You've earned bonus points for staying so still, Ryan, and for keeping your hands behind your back as I've asked of you...so far that is..." She commended him moved her arms to hug them and make it even tighter around Ryan's cock. She began pumping them up and down the around him. "...You will have earned another reward if you can keep it up until you ready to come."

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

Ryan kept his hands behind his back, even though he wanted to reach out and touch Cassandra as she sat in front of him. Instead, he let her work her magic. He felt as her hands pulled his shorts and boxers down slowly, his hard cock springing free right in front of her face. He gasped as the cool nights air surrounded his throbbing cock. He looked down at her, wanting to feel the pleasure she could give him. It was wrong, so very wrong. He was happily married with a family, yet here he was. Standing in front of his new neighbor with his rock hard cock begging to be pleasured by her.

As he felt her soft hand curl around the base of his cock, he let out a low gasp. "ahh god Cassandra...." he said as he watched her other hand cup her breast, lifting it and touching his cock to her bare breast. He felt his eyes roll back at just the feeling of her soft breast against his cock. As she moved the head of his cock around her aereola he felt the urge to reach out and just push her against his cock. He wanted to feel her make him cum in the worst way, but he resisted those urges.

Do you like it so far, Ryan? she asked as he watched her direct the slit of his cock against her firm nipple. He gasped as he nodded, "Oh god...... yes, I love it.... please give me more...." he begged.

"Enough teasing now I think.... I will grant your second wish," she said. He gasped in anticipation, although he did not have to wait long. She pulled his cock between her breasts, feeling her hands squeeze her breasts tightly around his rock hard cock. He gasped as he kept his hands behind his back, even though he wanted to help her. He felt her smooth, soft, warm and silk like breasts surrounding his throbbing cock. Her hands squeezed them so tight around him that it felt like it could be a pussy. He gasped, staring down at her, his eyes glazed over with lust, pure lust. As she began to move her breast along his cock, he groaned. "Oh my god..... yes baby..... fuck that feels amazing."

"You've earned bonus points for staying so still, Ryan, and keeping your hands behind your back as I've asked of you... so far that is....... you will have earned another reward if you can keep it up until you're ready to cum...." she said.

Ryan gasped, "God..... bonus points...... what does that get me?," he moaned as he felt her hugging her tits, pushing them tighter around him. "mmmm god.... another reward?," he said as he stared at her. Then she suddenly began to pump her breasts up and down his hard cock. He felt his head fall back, his mind racing as he wanted to reach out and touch her. "ahhh fuck..... god I want to touch you so bad...... but I need that reward...." he moaned. His hips wanting to thrust into her chest as the pleasure intensified. Her tits fucking him harder then he could ever imagine.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

"You've earned bonus points for staying so still, Ryan." She commended him moved her arms to hug them and make it even tighter around Ryan's cock.

"God..... bonus points...." He gasped, "What does that get me?"

"And for keeping your hands behind your back as I've asked of you...so far that is.." She began pumping them up and down the around him. "...You will have earned another reward if you can keep it up until you are ready to come."

"Mmmm god.... another reward?," he said as he stared at her.

She smirked up at him. "The reward is one you will love, Ryan, and the bonus points decide how many rewards you get." She was really pumping her breasts around his cock, and noted how through out all this he clearly wanted to reach out and touch her, but like a good boy he kept them behind his back as he was told. She gave him more bonus points for that.

As a tiny reward she began to really pick up the pace of the tits jerking off his hard throbbing cock.

"Ahhh fuck..... god I want to touch you so bad....but I need that reward...." he moaned. His hips wanting to thrust into her chest as the pleasure intensified. Her tits fucking him harder then he could ever imagine.

"Good job Ryan...we're almost to the point where you can come." She told him seductively. "You've done so well I will let you move now. Keep your hands behind your back but you can start moving your hips."

She slowed down and looked up into his eyes saying, begging, commanding, "Fuck these titties, Ryan. I know you've been wanting to since the moment you saw them. They're so big and so soft, and feel so good wrapped around your cock...fuck them, Ryan, fuck them until you cum all over them.."

She held them still so it would be all him now. "...Come on...you can do it...I want it, Ryan...I want to rub your semen all over my tits, really soak it into my skin...Do it, Ryan...come all over them...come for me...come, Ryan, come on my titties..."

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

Ryan could not believe the pleasure he was feeling. Cassandra was pumping her large breasts up an down his throbbing cock. He was doing everything in his power to not move or reach out and grab her. He wanted nothing more then to grab Cassandra and thrust into her, using her amazing breasts to reach the orgasm that he was craving in this very moment. However, he also wanted to win this game, show Cassandra that he could play the game that she had introduced him to.

"Good job Ryan... we're almost to the point where you can come. You've done so well I will let you move now. Keep your hands behind your back but you can start moving your hips," she said. Cassandra slowed her movements down, not jerking his cock off with her breasts anymore, but urging him to thrust into her to reach his orgasm. He gasped as he stood there, not knowing if he should move.

"Fuck these titties, Ryan. I know you've been wanting to since the moment you saw them.
They're so big and so soft, and feel so good wrapped around your cock... fuck them, Ryan, fuck them until you cum all over them...." she begged. Ryan looked down at her, his eyes locked onto hers as he began to thrust hard. His hips moving, hard and forcefully. His lust taking control as he wanted to do nothing more then to cum all over Cassandra's perfect tits.

"Come on... you can do it... I want it, Ryan... I want to rub your semen all over my tits, really soak it into my skin... Do it, Ryan... come all over them... come for me...come, Ryan, come on my titties...." she begged. As she stopped moving, just holding her tits tightly around his throbbing cock, Ryan lost control.

His hips thrust wildly, fucking her amazing breasts as hard as he could. He could feel his hips pushing into her large breasts, his cock sliding back and forth between her mounds as he pulled back and thrust forward. He gasped and grunted in pleasure, his body completely lost in the pleasure he was feeling.

"Ahhh god Cassandra, I want to cum all over them...... fuck I am so damn close," he moaned. His right hand gripped his left wrist tight behind his back. He wanted so badly to reach out and grab her but he resisted. Instead he focused on his hips, thrusting harder and harder into her chest.

He could feel his cock starting to throb, his balls tightening as he gasped. His eyes closed as he let out a loud moan, "ahhhh fuck.... I am going to cum....." Ryan was giving into his primal desires, and in the moment, he did not care about his wife or kids. All he cared about was feeling the orgasm that his neighbors breasts could give him. He began to thrust quickly, feeling his orgasm surging forward. He gasped, "ahhh fuck, I am cumming..." as his cock exploded. His warm semen shooting out of his cock head and coating between Cassandra's large breasts.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

She held them still so it would be all him now. "...Come on...you can do it...I want it, Ryan...I want to rub your semen all over my tits, really soak it into my skin...Do it, Ryan...come all over them...come for me...come, Ryan, come on my titties..."

At her coaxing Ryan was giving it his all now. She held her breasts still and up as he pistoned his cock in the tight smooth channel between them. On every thrust forward she could see his cockhead peeking out of the fucksleeve of titflesh she had made for him.

"Ahhh god Cassandra, I want to cum all over them..." He moaned out loud, "...Fuck I am so damn close."

She could see the tension in his arms and knew he desperately wanted to reach out and touch her right now.

She smirked reminding him, "Keep those hands behind your back, Ryan."

Still he was doing remarkably well. She awarded him some more bonus points for his perseverance.

He was going at it like a madman now. She knew from his heavy breathing his sighs and moans, that Ryan was right on the cusp.

"ahhhh fuck.... I am going to cum....." He moaned out louder than ever pumping his cock between her breasts.

"Now, Ryan," She cooed to him seductively.

"Ahhh, fuck, I am cumming…" He gasped out just as he seed came squirting out of the cock slit splashing over her neck and chin and chest and cleavage.

She released his cock from her breasts and lifted her hands to her chest. She looked him in the eye as her hands roamed over her chest smearing his come over her breasts. "Thank you, Ryan, that was a wonderful game well played."

She nodded her head back towards his house. His bedroom window lit. "It seems you're wife has woken up, and is probably looking for you now."

Her hands continued rubbing his semen into her skin casually as if they had not just helped him commit adultery with his wife. She lifted her fingers to her mouth so she could suck the taste of his cum from her fingertips. "You better pull up your shorts and return to her for tonight."

When he was doing that she reminded, "The game is not yet over. Remember you still have one more wish left and..."

She reached back to her table and pulled out one blank post-it note and using a red ink pen drew a large X on it. She handed it to him. "Here. Give me this at any time in the future and I will drop whatever I am doing to give you the reward you've earned tonight right there on the spot."

"Good night, Ryan," She smiled to him as he dashed off to his house and his wife.

He rounded the fence and headed back to the backyard just as his wife opened the back door to ask him what he was doing out there in the small hours of the morning. She pulled her blouse back over her breasts and poured herself another glass of wine and returned to her writing.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

Ryan could not believe what he just did. He gasped as his breathing slowed, his eyes dropping to see the smile on Cassandra's face. He watched as her hands stopped squeezing her breasts together to release his cock. His eyes locked on her hands as she smeared his cum over her breasts in front of him.

"Thank you, Ryan, that was a wonderful game well played," she said as Ryan tried to catch his breath and control his heart rate. He was wound up, and could not believe how hard Cassandra had just made him cum on her tits. He was sexually frustrated, and in one moment he had given in and let himself be one of the guys he hated. A guy who looked out for his own sexual needs over his responsibilities.

"It seems you're wife has woken up, and is probably looking for you now. You better pull up your shorts and return to her for tonight," Cassandra said as her hands continued to rub his semen into her skin. His eyes were locked on her hands, watching her rub his cum over her breasts as she lifted a finger to taste his cum.

Ryan turned his head and saw the light on. It was in that moment that he felt the panic of what he just did. He quickly put his cock away and began to pull his pants up. His eyes looking around, hoping his wife did not come out as he gasped, "Fuck..... what did I just do?," he asked himself, but said it out loud for Cassandra to hear.

"The game is not yet over. Remember you still have one more wish left and...." Cassandra interrupted his thoughts as he looked back at Cassandra. He watched as she pulled out a post-it note and wrote on it. "Here. Give me this at any time in the future and I will drop whatever I am doing to give you the reward you've earned tonight right there on the spot."

Ryan took the post-it note and put it in his pocket. "Goodnight Cassandra," he responded to her before he quickly headed back around the fence and into his back yard. As he was heading toward his back door, he saw his wife standing there. "Ryan, what the hell are you doing out here this late?," she asked. Ryan sighed, "Sorry sweetie, was just checking on a noise...." he lied as he headed into his house for the night.

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The guilt of what he had done drove Ryan crazy. He was not one of those guys that searched for other women then his own wife. He loved her and the family they had built together. He could not believe in one moment of weakness he had given into temptation with his new neighbor. He swore it was a one time occurrence. He would never do something like that again. Not only did he convince himself that he was done with that type of behavior, he also did his best to avoid his neighbor.

Sure, he saw Cassandra from a distance from time to time, but for the most part he avoided conversation or interaction with her. He instead focused on his family, making sure he was showering his wife and children with his attention. He was attempting to make amends for what he had done a few nights ago. As the week continued, Ryan felt like things were back to normal. He had not thought about Cassandra or her amazing breasts once.

As the weekend came closer, it was a Friday evening. Michelle had taken the kids to her parents house for dinner. Ryan was going to go, but instead decided to finish up some work in his office. He also decided to be a good husband and do some laundry so that Michelle did not have to do it over the weekend.

As he took the load of laundry down to the basement, he went through a pair of his jeans and found the post-it note. He gasped as he looked at the note, his mind racing. He knew what the note meant, he also knew he was trying to avoid being that guy again.

As he stood there staring at the note, he felt his mind racing. He was sexually frustrated again, Michelle had not gotten him off since Cassandra did. He was so lost in his work and family that he had not realized how much he wanted pleasure. He hated himself for what he was thinking. He knew it was wrong, but his wife was gone and she would never know.

No, he could not do that he thought to himself. He put the load of wash in and began to head up the stairs. He smiled, "What am I thinking?," he said as he found himself heading towards the door. He couldn't do it, he wouldn't do it, he said to himself. However, before he knew it he was heading out the front door, and walking towards his neighbors house.

Ryan was wearing a pair of jeans, boxers under and a t-shirt as he crossed Cassandra's yard and found himself at her front door. He hated himself in this moment, and willed himself to leave. However, he felt his hand raise and knock on her door. His hand holding the post-it note as he waited for her to answer.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

Cassandra had known Ryan would come back of course. She knew people at an almost instinctual level. Their motivations, their fears, their desires, she could figure all of them out with unerring accuracy-especially for men-though men were easy so they hardly counted. So she knew Ryan would come back to her. Oh he'd hold out to the image of being a good man...but the truth was he wanted to be free from the shackles of his boring 'good man's' life, but she knew one day soon he'd be at her door eager for more from her.

She had prepared for another night out-well an entire weekend out actually. She had contacted James, one of her regular clients from back when she was a high-class escort in the city, and arranged to stay in his penthouse throughout the next two days. She had spent over two hours in the bath preparing for it. She had spent another hour dressing herself for her weekend with James. Master James-as he preferred to be called-was a meticulous perfectionist quick with correction for infractions of the way he wanted things done and slow with praise when one met his rather lofty standards. It was all fine with Cassandra of course. James was tons of fun to play with and his rather stringent proclivities scratched a particular itch she had on occasion very very well.

She had slipped on the leather body harness and inserted the remote controlled vibrator and but plug attached to the harness. She slipped into some fuck-me-now stillettos and covered it all up with a loose tan silken dress that would fall to the floor the second she untied a bow at her side. The last things she put on was the large leather collar Master James insisted she wear the whole weekend-the only thing she would wear for most of the weekend-the second was the sunglasses she wore for driving.

She was purposefully running behind. With traffic to the city the way it was at this time of day there was no way she was going to make it to James's penthouse door at the specified time. Master James did not accept excuses. She would be punished severely. Again he was very very good at scratching that particular itch she had on occasion.

She was just reaching for the car keys to her Aston Martin when the knock came at her door. She opened the door and smirked at him, "Now is not a good time, Ryan. I'm heading out to stay for the weekend with an old friend of mine in the city, and I'm already running late."

She looked down at the piece of paper in his hand. The smirk widened on her face. "Is now the time you really want to claim your reward, Ryan?"

When he said it was she said, "I know I said I would drop everything, but I'm going to need a minute to call my friend expecting me today."

She reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. Dialing a number she held it to her ear. "Master James," She said when he answered her call, "I'm afraid something has come up and I won't be able to make it on time."

She stood listening to his response for a long time while nodding with the odd 'Ooh, but that would be terribly painful, sir or 'you wouldn't'. Her eyes lit up when he finished speaking and she said into the phone, "Let me take care of some unexpected business here and you can have all night long to punish me as your inconsiderate sexslave."

She finished the phonecall to Master James and returned her phone to her purse. Then looked at Ryan. "Now where were we? Oh yes, your reward..."

She reached out her hand taking hold of the waistband of his jeans and pulled him inside. "I should thank you, Ryan. This delay will make Master James especially sadistic with me over my weekend stay with him. Oh and close and lock the door behind you, will you?"

She barely gave him any time to do that before she dragged him inside her living room. She shoved him into the large La-Z-Boy there. From her pocket she handed him a key fob with an array of little buttons on it. "Here, I'll give you three guesses what this remote control is for."

She walked before stopping as she felt the vibrator and butt plug begin come to life as he explore the buttons on their remote control.

"Mmmmmm…." She moaned out loud. She spun around to her hands and knees and slowly, sensually began to crawl towards him. When she reached him she knelt heels under her ass before him. The vibrator and butplug still performing their magic in pulses and bursts within her holes. As he increased their speed she sighed out, "....Mmmmm…so good..."

"Are you ready for your reward now, Ryan," She asked as her hands rested on his knees and pushed them wide open for her. She slid her hands up his thighs to the snap of his jeans. Undoing it but for the zipper she leaned forward and taking it in between her teeth began to lower it little by little.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

Ryan stood at his neighbors door, his mind racing as he wondered what he was doing there. He knew it was wrong, he had a wife and children. He was a good guy deep down inside, he had never cheated on his wife before. At least, until Cassandra had moved in next door and the other night happened. Ryan could not believe how quickly he jumped on the opportunity to get a feel of Cassandra's amazing breasts. Not only that, but how badly he gave into using her breasts to get himself off.

After the night of the game with Cassandra, Ryan felt guilty. Guilty that he had broken the vow he had with his wife. Guilty that he had risked the family he had built. However, most of all, guilty that he wanted more. He found himself dreaming about Cassandra's soft, large breasts and how hard they made him cum. Sure, Ryan and his wife have been in a bit of a dry spell. They had two kids, they both worked a lot, the excuses were endless. He felt so guilty that he swore that he would never give into his sexual desires again. That was why he avoided Cassandra as much as he could.

That was all true, until this moment. His wife gone with the kids, Ryan left alone to think about things. His sexual frustration getting the better of him until he found the piece of paper. He knew he shouldn't cash in his reward, he should just throw the paper away. Yet, here he was, standing at Cassandra's front door, waiting for her to lead him down another path of infidelity.

Suddenly the door opened, and Ryan saw Cassandra standing in front of him. He saw her smirk as she spoke, "Now is not a good time, Ryan. I'm heading out to stay for the weekend with an old friend of mine in the city, and I'm already running late." He saw her eyes searching his face, then falling to notice the paper in his hand. The smirk on her face widening as she continued, "Is now the time you really want to claim your reward, Ryan?"

Ryan nodded, "Yes.... now is the time I want to claim it...." he said softly. He was almost afraid to say it. Sure, Cassandra said she would drop everything for him, but he was interrupting her plans. Not only that, but what if his wife came home early? How would explain that he disappeared? He was about to tell her he changed his mind. He was about to make the right decision before she responded to him.

"I know I said I would drop everything, but I'm going to need a minute to call my friend expecting me today," Cassandra smiled as she reached into her purse to call her friend. Ryan stood there listening to her make excuses for why she would be late. He heard her talk about the punishment and how painful it would be. Her eyes lighting up as Ryan felt his own cock twitching.

"Now where were we? Oh yes, your reward....." she said as she hung up the phone. He watched her put the phone away before reaching out, grabbing him by his waistband and pulling him into her house. "I should thank you, Ryan. This delay will make Master James especially sadistic with me over my weekend stay with him. Oh and close and lock the door behind you, will you?"

Ryan turned to close the door, locking it as well as he felt his mind race. "Master James.... I didn't mean to interrupt a special weekend...." he said softly. However, just as he was turning back he felt her grab him, pulling him into the living room and pushing him into the large La-Z-Boy that was there. He gasped as he fell, looking up at Cassandra. As she handed him a key fob, he looked at her. "What is this?"

As she told him she would give him guesses, his mind knew what it was. He gasped as he realized what she had handed him. As she began to walk away, Ryan pushed some of the buttons, trying to see her reaction. As she stopped in her tracks and spun around to look at him, he heard her moans. Ryan smirked as he pushed more buttons, trying to get more of a reaction out of her. He watched as she dropped to her knees and began to crawl towards him. He continued to push buttons, finding the speed button. As she got to him, he watched her kneel between his legs. He increased the speed more, wanting to hear her sweet, seductive moans.

"Mmmmm... so good......" she moaned before continuing, "Are you ready for your reward now, Ryan?"

Ryan felt her hands rest on his knees before pushing his legs open. He felt her sliding her hands up his thighs to his button of his jeans. He gasped as she unbuttoned his jeans as he groaned, "God.... yes...... I know it is wrong, but I have been so horny thinking about the other night," he said as he felt her open his jeans a bit. He gasped as she leaned forward, taking the zipper between her teeth and lowering it slowly, little by little. "Oh god....... why do I want this so bad?," he moans in disbelief that he was giving into his sexual desires again.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

"Mmmmmm…." She moaned out loud. She spun around to her hands and knees and slowly, sensually began to crawl towards him. When she reached him she knelt heels under her ass before him. The vibrator and butplug still performing their magic in pulses and bursts within her holes. As he increased their speed she sighed out, "....Mmmmm…so good..."

"Are you ready for your reward now, Ryan," She asked as her hands rested on his knees and pushed them wide open for her. She slid her hands up his thighs to the snap of his jeans. Undoing it but for the zipper she leaned forward and taking it in between her teeth began to lower it little by little.

"God.... yes..." He gasped as she reached the bottom of his zipper, "I know it is wrong, but I have been so horny thinking about the other night."

She smiled at him moaning aloud as he keyed the vibrators to a higher speed. She hooked her fingers into the beltloops and pulled until he scooted his ass to the edge of the seat.

"Oh god....why do I want this so bad," He moaned out as Cassandra pulled his fly wide open and pushed the T-shirt up out of her way.

"Maybe you shouldn't concern yourself over why you want it," She purred as the vibrators pulsed on and off randomly in her pussy and ass. She ran a finger over the prominent tent in his boxers, "Maybe you should only concern yourself that for once you are getting what you want, Ryan."

She bent down pursing her lips in a kiss to the tip of the tent her lipstick leaving a clear red mark on the fabric of his underwear. Then laid a trail of lipstick kisses down the length of the tent in his boxers. One hand reached up lifting the waistband of his boxers she laid more kisses on the skin she exposed as she pulled it down to free his cock to her gaze once again.

Her fingers curled around the base to steady as she placed it the tip against her lips. She looked up at Ryan. "Don't think you can just sit back and enjoy this blowjob without doing your part."

She puckered her lips and kissed the tip of his cock. "Let's play another quick fun little game, Ryan. Don't worry though you'll love it." She swirled her tongue over the head. "In this game you control this blowjob, but you are not allowed tell me what to do. Neither are you to use your hands to guide my actions. The only way you can control what I am doing is with the remote in your hand." She kissed a trail down his shaft explaining between kisses. "You want me to go faster...(kiss)...you make them go faster...(kiss)...You want me to slow down...(kiss)...You slow them down...(kiss)...Do you understand the rules to this game...(kiss)...Good."

She pulled back poised to continue giving him his reward. "Okay now, tell me how you want me to start."

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

"Oh god.... why do I want this so bad," Ryan moaned as Cassandra reached for his belt loops and pulled his pants down until he scooted forward in his seat. He gasped as she then pushed his fly wide open and moved his t-shirt up and out of the way. He stared down at her, his eyes filled with desire and need. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but he wanted it.

"Maybe you shouldn't concern yourself over why you want it," Cassandra said as she ran a finger over the bulge in his boxers. "Maybe you should only concern yourself that for once you are getting what you want, Ryan." The words rang true in his mind. He listened to her, and his fingers continued to push the buttons on the vibrators she had inside of her. He heard her gasps and moans and those only helped fuel his desire.

Ryan felt Cassandra kiss the tent in his boxers, he watched as he saw the red lipstick she was wearing end up on his boxers. He gasped as she kissed a trail down the length of his covered cock. He felt her hand lift up and raise his waistband. He sighed as she began to kiss the skin she was exposing until she pulled his boxers down low enough for his rock hard cock to pop free.

He groaned as he felt her soft fingers wrap around the base of his cock. He wanted to grab her head and push her mouth down onto him, he wanted to feel her suck him dry. However, as the tip of his cock touched her lips, he heard her speak up.

"Don't think you can just sit back and enjoy this blowjob without doing your part," she said. He looked down at her, seeing her eyes lighting up with an idea. He gasped as he felt her pucker her lips and kiss the head of his cock. "Let's play another quick fun little game, Ryan. Don't worry, you'll love it," she began as she swirled her amazing tongue over the head of his cock.

Ryan felt his eyes close as he gasped in pleasure, but Cassandra continued. "In this game you control this blowjob, but you are not allowed to tell me what to do. Neither are you to use your hands to guide my actions. The only way you can control what I am doing is with the remote in your hand," she said as she began to kiss down his shaft, explaining the game after each kiss.

"Okay now, tell me how you want me to start," Cassandra said. Ryan stared down at her. Part of him didn't want to play the game, he just wanted to use her mouth to let out his sexual frustration. However, another part of him knew that if he did not play the game, Cassandra would just leave him, not fulfilling the needs he came to get fulfilled.

He gasped and was about to speak, but stopped. He raised the remote in his hand, and sighed, "Oh fuck....." he groaned as he hit one of the buttons. He started the vibrators slowly, using them to slowly, teasingly pleasure Cassandra's two holes. He stared at her as he kept it slow for a while, before suddenly turning it all the way up. He could hear the vibrator working, and heard her gasps before he suddenly turned the vibrator back down to its slowest speed.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

She pulled back poised to continue giving him his reward. "Okay now, tell me how you want me to start."

Cassandra was serious about this game. She waited for his response looking up at him his cock inches away from her lips. She knew people, always had. It was what made her so successful as first a stripper, then as a high-class escort, and now as a writer of erotica. So she knew exactly what Ryan would do next.

He gasped and was about to speak, but stopped. He raised the remote in his hand, and sighed, "Oh fuck....."

She smirked as his thumb pressed one of the buttons to the remote-controlled vibrators in her ass and pussy.

She gave him bonus points for not making the mistake of telling her to begin, and following the rules of the game.

The vibrations were slowly whirring inside her and accordingly Cassandra lowered her head and slowly inch by inch took the head of his cock past her lips. Slowly, sensually, teasingly she lowered her mouth past the rim of the tip and then down her throat performing something of a wave motion with the muscles inside closing around him in fluttering inches until her lips pressed against the fingers holding him steady. Then back up slowly in fluttering inches to the head. Then her tongue languorously rolled over the end before she pulled back up. Then another slow teasing go down his cock.

For a few more minutes he kept it at that slow teasing pace, and then his thumb moved to another of the buttons on his remote control. The vibrators buzzing inside her went into high gear. They were going so strong now that they could actually be heard by the two of them.

In response Cassandra pulled up from his cock in a gasping moan. Her head dropped as she panted and groaned from the sensations running roughshod from the devices driving her at full speed over a cliff. One hand tightening on his thigh and the other stayed firm around his root.

She gave him some more bonus points for the well-played move in the game.

She looked back up to him a wicked smile plastered on her face. Now it was her turn. She opened her lips and inhaled his cock in one easy motion all the way down until her nose pressed against his body. Then with both hands on she began to jackhammer up and down his length. Her tongue worked furiously as she corkscrewed her mouth from tip to base again and again so fast that her hair flew wild and furiously.

The vibrations had propelled her to edge and she drove down his cock and kept his cock seated in her throat as the cavalcade of mini-orgasms ran roughshod through her body, and in the process he changed the speed back to a speed slower than the one he had started the game with earlier.

She moaned pulling off of his cock and with breathless post-climactic pants began to lay soft feather like licks over vein and inch, soft and teasing up to lap at the pre-cum at his tip.

And then she stopped. She looked at him. "Time's up, Ryan." She climbed back up onto her feet. The juices of her climax rolling down her inner thighs. "I hope you enjoyed your reward." She left him on the cusp: red, hard, and aching in sexual frustration.

She crossed over to where she laid her purse to pull out a hairbrush and her makeup case. Then over to a mirror to fix up her appearance. She could see him in the reflection in the mirror. She combed order back into the chaotic state her hair was in now.

"Now I have a date to prepare for," She told him, "You can show yourself out now, Ryan."

She wasn't shutting him down just to be mean...though that did tickle the sado-masochistic itch she was feeling today. Though if he was dumb enough to let her do that she'd be very very disappointed with him. No this was all part of their game...not the blowjob one and not even the three wishes game they'd played the other night...no, this was a move in the game they'd been playing since the moment they'd met.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

Ryan could not believe what he was doing. Something about Cassandra was exotic to him. She was a forbidden fruit, something he knew he should not touch. Yet here he was, pushing buttons on the remote that controlled the vibrators inside of her. He started with the slow speed, he wanted her to build up to her own pleasure. However, not only that, he wanted to see how she would match the speed with her mouth. Without hesitation, he stared at Cassandra as she lowered her head and slowly took his cock past her lips, inch by inch.

Her mouth was perfection and he could not believe the pleasure she was giving him already with her mouth. He felt her slow, sensual movements as she moved his cock down her throat. She used her throat muscles to tease him, driving him crazy as he gasped in pleasure. "Ahhh god, Cassandra...." he moaned as he felt his hand moving to the button, ready to change the speed.

He let her keep going at the slow pace for a few minutes, before hitting the button to change faster and faster. He did not want a slow change of pace, instead he wanted her to show him how talented she was. He heard the vibrators speed picking up. He watched as she pulled up off of his cock gasping in pleasure from the vibrators.

Then she plunged her head down onto his cock. Her hand gripping the base of his cock as she took him deep into her mouth. Ryan gasped, his eyes widening as she deep throated his cock before jack hammering up and down his length. Ryan felt his breathing getting heavy, as Cassandra kept this pace going, her mouth corkscrewing from his tip to his base wildly. As she continued this pace, he heard her moaning against his cock. He felt his own orgasm getting closer, so he slowed the speed down. He wanted to savor her mouth and skills. All he wanted was to orgasm, but not this soon.

Cassandra moaned as she pulled off his cock and surprised him by what she said next. "Time's up, Ryan. I hope you enjoyed your reward," she said to him. Ryan was shocked, he was breathing heavy as he looked at her. "What? But....... god I am so close...." he almost begged. His cock was throbbing, his mind reeling as he wanted nothing more then to feel her bring him to an orgasm.

"Now I have a date to prepare for, you can show yourself out now, Ryan," she said to him as she crossed over to her purse, getting up to fix her appearance. Ryan was shocked, but most of all, sexually frustrated. He put his cock away, he felt a bit of anger in his body. The devil on his shoulder told him to walk over and just take her right now. He could do it, she may even like it. However, another part of him warned that he was not that type of guy. He gasped as he stood up.

"I guess....... have a good weekend," Ryan said as he began toward the door. He was about to open the door when he stopped to look back at Cassandra. He wanted to say something, ask her why she didn't finish him off. However, he just let out a deep breath and opened the door, exiting her house and heading back home.

Ryan could not get home soon enough. His cock was throbbing and rock hard. He wanted to jerk off. He wanted to think of Cassandra's amazing mouth and cum hard. He knew it was wrong. He was married with a family, but he had never been driven so close to the edge before. Something about Cassandra drove him absolutely insane, and he felt his sexual desire growing to have her. The games she played were frustrating, but he almost hoped to get another taste of her soon, as bad as it was to hope that.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

And then she stopped. She looked at him. "Time's up, Ryan." She climbed back up onto her feet. The juices of her climax rolling down her inner thighs. "I hope you enjoyed your reward." She left him on the cusp: red, hard, and aching in sexual frustration.

The look of surprised frustrated shock was priceless. It was all Cassandra could do to keep from laughing aloud at him.

"What?" He said pleading, practically begging her for mercy, "But....... god I am so close...."

She crossed over to where she laid her purse to pull out a hairbrush and her makeup case. Then over to a mirror to fix up her appearance. She could see him in the reflection in the mirror. She combed order back into the chaotic state her hair was in now.

"Now I have a date to prepare for," She told him, "You can show yourself out now, Ryan."

She wasn't shutting him down just to be mean...though that did tickle the sado-masochistic itch she was feeling today. Though if he was dumb enough to let her do that she'd be very very disappointed with him. No this was all part of their game...not the blowjob one and not even the three wishes game they'd played the other night...no, this was a move in the game they'd been playing since the moment they'd met.

"I guess...." He said softly as he rose up from the chair and stuffed the still raging erection back into his pants, "...Have a good weekend." He turned to leave her living room for the front door.

'You bastard,' She thought as he crossed to the door, 'You're actually trying to call my bluff here.'

Cassandra did not respond but kept brushing her hair as if he had already left. She had left him some cards to play in his hand. He still had the remote control to the vibrators, as well as he still had one more wish from their game the other night. Yet instead of using them he reached for the door nob.

She put the brush away and opened her makeup case keeping him in her peripheral vision. She was beginning to doubt herself now. Maybe he wasn't trying to call her bluff. Maybe he actually believed she had ended it without giving him any moves to make. He was new to her games, and new to her after all...Maybe she should have done something different, let him cum down her throat at least.

He let out a deep breath and opened the door wide and stepped out of her game and her life.

Damn! Just when she was starting to have some fun with Ryan.

She threw the case back into her purse in frustration. Cleaned up a little more and left for Master James' place. He was furious with her, and punished her and fucked her monstrously for it. It was enough to keep her mind off of Ryan for the duration of the weekend until bruised and aching from the ordeals Master James put her body through she drove back into her driveway early Monday morning. Ryan was there in his own driveway the door to the sensible SUV's driver side open for him. He wore Khakis and a blue and white polo shirt that read 'Westview High Basketball' over the breast. A folder of papers and a cup of coffee were in his hands.

Cassandra remembered something she read in the local paper. Today was the first day of school at Westview High. It seemed he was on his way to work. She opened the door to the Aston Martin and gingerly climbed out for the welts and bruises all over her body.

She smiled neighborly to him with a wave, "Good morning. Now that was a fun weekend." She closed the door and walked around the car to speak to him closer. "You should've been there, Ryan...Master James is an artist at putting me in my place, you know...you would've learned a lot from him...if you had used your last wish for that."

She came up to him asking, "So did you jack off as soon as you got home or did you wait for your wife to come and take care of it for you?"

She reached out slipping her hand into his pocket she pulled out the remote for her vibrators. "Oh you naughty boy," She chuckled wickedly, "You were going to use this to play with me while you were molding young impressionable minds in your class...tsk...tsk...tsk."

"Did you know this button on the bottom connects the remote control over the internet so you can use it anywhere in the world..." She slid it back into his pocket and patted it with her hand before turning with that wicked smile the motion making her hand rub over the crotch of his khakis and his cock. "I do need to be taught a good lesson today," She began to head for her door. When she reached it she looked back to him, "Isn't that right, Coach?"

 

[Bill525]

IC: Ryan Lewis

Leaving was the hardest thing Ryan ever did. He didn't want to walk out on Cassandra. No, to be honest, he wanted to just give into his desires and completely cheat on his wife by taking her hard. He wanted more, wanted her to make him cum over and over again. Yet, the way she stopped and told him to leave, made him think this game was too much for him. He did love his family and in that moment all of the thoughts about them rushed back into his head. Sure, he had other options. He had another wish and the remote to her vibrators. However, as he walked to the door, he did not think of any of those. All he could think about was how disappointed he was in himself for wanting to cheat on his family so bad.

He left her house, his cock rock hard as he had no idea what to do. He was doing everything in his power to not turn around and give in to Cassandra. He wanted her, badly. He wanted to see how much better she was then his wife at pleasuring him. He had a taste, and his mind was racing with just what she could possibly do. As he entered his house, he rushed up to the bathroom. He had to take care of his hard on. The thought of waiting for his wife entered his mind, however, he knew she would be more concerned about what had gotten him so wound up.

Ryan took care of himself, jerking off harder then he had in a long time. He came hard, but it did not satisfy his need. No, he found himself still fantasizing about Cassandra, thinking about her mouth or her breasts. He was lost in a fantasy world, and the entire weekend he could not get her off of his mind. It did not help that he found the vibrator remote on Sunday. He hid it, knowing he had to return it eventually to Cassandra.

It was Monday morning and the first day of school. Ryan was outside wearing his "Westview High Basketball" polo shirt and khaki pants. He was putting his papers and coffee in his SUV when Cassandra pulled into the driveway. He saw her get out of the car gingerly, his mind thinking of the weekend she must have had. He didn't expect her to talk to him, yet she smiled and waved.

"Good morning. Now that was a fun weekend. You should've been there Ryan.... Master James is an artist at putting me in my place, you know.... you would've learned a lot from him... if you had used your last wish for that."

Ryan stared at her, listening to her voice as she teased him a bit. He smiled, "Good morning..... glad you had a good weekend...... I don't know if I am the one that should be putting you in your place...." he said. He was trying to play it cool, yet inside he wanted her. He felt his cock hardening a bit as he thought about using his last wish to have her get him off.

As Cassandra moved closer to him, he heard her speak to him. He stared at her as she continued her tease, "So did you jack off as soon as you got home or did you wait for your wife to come and take care of it for you?"

"Cassandra...... you know.... I am a good husband...." he began, yet he was caught off as he felt her hand reach into his pocket. The pocket he had put the remote for the vibrator in. He was planning on leaving it in her mailbox, but forgot it was there. He gasped as she fished the remote out, her hand teasing his semi-hard cock.

"Did you know this button on the bottom connects the remote control over the internet so you can use it anywhere in the world...." she told him as she slid her hand back into his pocket, and then rubbed her hand over his crotch, feeling his hard cock. "I do need to be taught a good lesson today..... isn't that right, coach?" she said as she headed for her door.

Ryan felt his cock twitch, his mind raced as he watched her heading inside her house. Ryan did not know what he was doing, yet he felt himself shut his SUV door, and begin to walk toward Cassandra. His eyes were locked on her, his mind screaming for him to stop, but he wasn't thinking with his head. No, he was thinking with his cock. He watched her disappear into her house as he followed, coming to the door and opening it slowly.

"God.... what are you doing Ryan?," he asked himself as he entered her house, seeing Cassandra looking back over her shoulder, staring at him with a smirk.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Cassandra Delacorte

"Did you know this button on the bottom connects the remote control over the internet so you can use it anywhere in the world..." She slid it back into his pocket and patted it with her hand before turning with that wicked smile the motion making her hand rub over the crotch of his khakis and his cock. "I do need to be taught a good lesson today," She began to head for her door. When she reached it she looked back to him, "Isn't that right, Coach?"

She smiled wickedly stepping inside of her house. She left the door unlocked when she heard the sensible SUV's door shut closed. She crossed over to the desk in the hallway setting down her purse and waiting. She was not surprised when the door opened and he stepped inside.

As he did so Cassandra heard him ask himself, "God.... what are you doing Ryan?"

She smirked at him over her shoulder. "You're doing something you want, Ryan. Something you need all the way down to your bones no matter the consequences."

She turned to face him crossing her arms, "You want me, don't you?"

"Say it," She pressed, "Use the third wish from the other night. Say you want me with no more games, no more playing around, and no more self-inflicted guilt trips."

After his response to that she crossed the distance to him and reached up to pull his face down to hers in a scorching kiss. "I don't have any time for that 'I'm a good husband' bullshit. We both know a good husband wouldn't have followed me through this door."

"Say the words," she whispered against his lips, "What do you wish for here, now, with me?"

When he answered Cassandra pulled him further inside her house, "Close the door, Ryan, and call your school. Tell them you've had car trouble and you'll be coming in late this morning."