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"I’ll walk you to there,” he said.

He wrapped an arm around her as he guided her towards the building entrance. She found the gesture sweet, and Javier seemed happy to do it. When they finally got inside, Jenna headed towards the elevator, and he smiled.

"Thank you for that,’ she said.

"You’re welcome. Guess I’ll walk you back to your home too,” he said.

Jenna was slightly dripping wet, but she appreciated his words. When they got in, they were both inside, and before he pressed the button, Javier spoke.

"You know, you’re quite beautiful,” he said.

"Thank you. I appreciate that” Jenna replied.

"I wouldn’t mind using you to be a model for my next painting,” he said, his smooth voice invading her mind.

"I’ll think on that,” she said. In truth, Jenna felt thrilled at the idea, and she could see the small look in his eyes.

Javier moved closer, and she could feel his gaze on her.

"We could make some beautiful art together. I definitely find you to be an inspiration,” he said.

"Thank you for that,” she said.

"No problem. I know beauty when I see it and let me tell you, you have it,” he said to her.

Jenna blushed, and the smooth and sexy talking had Jenna completely aroused. She felt sticky down near her pussy, the hot scenario making her feel even more enthralled. She was drenched, but she felt like she was getting hotter and more bothered by the look on his face, the way he was practically undressing her with his eyes. Her pussy throbbed at the thought of him pushing her against the elevator wall, feeling her up and touching her. It was a hot fantasy, but she also snapped her thoughts back to reality and the fact that she had a husband that she loved so much, and this was just a fantasy.

She knew that this was a fantasy that she’d been dreaming of, a Latin lover fantasy that she craved, but she also knew that deep down, it was just that, a mere fantasy and that’s what it should be.

Finally, the button on the elevator dinged, and they got out. Jenna didn’t even remember him pressing it, her thoughts completely enthralled by the fact that he was there. When they got out, she started to face the condo, the one that she shared with her husband.

When they got to her door, the two of them simply faced one another, neither of them saying anything. They just stayed there, staring at one another for a few seconds. Jenna felt her eyes linger at his full, plump and beautiful lips, and for a second, she imagined what they would be like against her own, or even her pussy. She shivered at the thought.

Javier leaned his hand on the wall, moving his lips in, but then, Jenna felt the crushing reality, avoiding his action and realizing that her husband was right there in the other room. He was asleep, yes, but it was wrong.

She felt guilty of cheating. While she didn’t even do anything, she felt that, and there was something so wrong about that. Javier looked a little disappointed, but then, Jenna spoke.

"Sorry, Ryan is waiting there on the other side for me. He’s probably asleep, but I should go in,” she simply said.

Without saying anything else, Javier just smiled and headed back into his room as well. That left Jenna feeling both aroused as all hell but also frustrated too.

Jenna walked inside, seeing Ryan there asleep. She quickly made her way to the shower, taking off her sopping wet clothes and putting them in the laundry basket.

She opted for a cold shower, pushing her hands towards her breasts the moment she got in. However, she soon sank to the floor, the cold water doing nothing for her arousal. She started to play with her breasts, touching the nipple tips and moaning to herself. Her mind focused on what it would be like to have Javier touch them. She could feel the arousal grow within her, and when she started to tug on them slightly, she gasped.

Her desire was driving her crazy. While she normally didn’t masturbate, her fingers were soon against her pussy lips, touching the very edges of them and spreading them apart. She started to push a finger in, moaning at the sensation. Her mind kept thinking about what it would be like to have Javier do this, and soon, before she knew it, she started to gasp. She started to push her fingers in and out, thrusting in deep, playing with her clit using her thumb. She pressed her free hand to her nipples, tweaking them and moaning in arousal and pleasure. There was something so damn hot about all of this, and her entire body was losing control with every single action, her whole body going crazy with delight. She loved this, and she soon started to groan. She could feel her orgasm coming soon, and then, as she started to finger herself harder and more passionately, playing with that one spot that she adored, she began to think about Javier.

She fantasized about him playing with her tits, eating her out, fucking her passionately. There was something so hot about all of that, that soon, she started to tense, feeling her orgasm immediately intoxicate her, driving her completely mad as she came hard. She thought about Javier, the fact that he treated her so perfectly, the fact that the tension was going to drive her mad.

When she finished, she got out, her mind still focused on Javier, and her whole body just aching for more from this man.





Chapter 3


It had been two days since the incident, and the sexual tension between both her and Javier had only grown. Jenna couldn’t stop thinking about it, but she had to avoid it, for her body was going crazy, but she couldn't do that to Ryan.

However, Ryan came to Jenna the second night, smiling at his wife, but it was obvious he was worried.

"Hey, so I'm going to have to go to New York this weekend for a business trip with my boss. I’ll be gone for two days,” he said.

“Oh, okay honey. I’ll help you pack,” Jenna said.

As they finished packing, Jenna felt the urge to ask Ryan a question. Ryan turned to her, and Jenna simply spoke.

"Say uh Ryan, what do you think of cheating?” she said.

"I mean it’s wrong,” he said.

“But what will you do about it?” she asked.

Ryan looked at her quizzically, but then he spoke.

"Well, I'm going to be pissed if you do it, but I won’t leave you. Why, do you have plans?” he asked.

Jenna shook her head. "No, just been wondering,” she said.

Ryan grabbed his luggage, giving her a kiss and then smiling.

"I love you, babe. Give me a call if you need anything,” he said.

"Will do,” she replied.

But Jenna couldn't get her mind off his answer. He wouldn’t leave her; he’d just be pissed. That night though, Jenna could feel the tension growing. She laid alone in her bed, thinking about what Javier was doing in his home. Maybe he was innocently painting, or maybe he was jerking himself thinking of her. She thought about masturbating right now, but she knew that this might be her chance.

The arousal was driving her insane. She wanted him, but she feared what might happen to their relationship. Jenna had this fantasy, and she couldn't stop imagining it.

She grasped her phone, dialing Ryan, unable to fight her arousal. She heard him pick up after a second, and then, he spoke.

"Hey, babe. How are you?” he asked.

"Alright. There is something I need to ask you though, something that I need to do,” she said.

There was a pause, and then, Ryan responded.

"What is it?”

She wondered what he would think, whether he could take it or not. But, the only way to find out would be to say something, and that’s what she did.

"I...I want to have sex with Javier one time. Only him. I can’t stop thinking about it babe. I love you, but this is like one of my secret fantasies. I’ve always wanted to fuck a Latino. So, can I?” Jenna blurted out.

There was obvious dumbfoundedness from her question. He waited there a few seconds, trying to process what his wife just said. After a bit, he sighed, responding to her request.

"It’s okay, but I'm worried that you’ll fall in love with the guy. And leave me,” he stated.

"I promise I won’t honey,” she said.

"Then you may do it.”

He clicked the phone off, and Jenna smiled, happy about that. It seemed that Ryan was a bit shocked, but he loved her, so he okayed it. She immediately took a shower, putting on sexy underwear that she had hiding in the back of her underwear drawer, and a sexy little black robe made of satin. She donned some makeup and after blow-drying her hair, she curled the bottom of it. When she was ready, she knocked on Javier’s door.

When Javier opened it, he immediately looked at her, speechless at the sight.

“Jenna, what are you doing here? And only wearing that/” he said.

Jenna was enthralled by the sight that she got as well. Javier was painting something, and currently, he was only wearing pajama bottoms. But that left little for her imagination, and as she licked her lips she stared at his bare chest, his rippled abdomen, and tattoo-covered biceps. They were strong, and she couldn't help but feel slightly aroused by the sight of that.

"I wanted to come in and take your offer up. I'm ready for the painting,” she said.

Of course, Jenna was implying a whole lot more than a mere painting. Javier was happy though, and he soon led her to the couch.

"Alright, I’ve been thinking about poses, and this is the one that I want you to do,” he said.

He instructed her to lay down on the couch, all sprawled out and looking delicious. Jenna smiled at his words, and she could tell that he was struggling to not be hard at the moment.