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The Affair -part 4-
🕑 Added 2018-03-27 17:18:14 +0000 UTC Weeks had gone by and in that time, Christina continued her affair with Alan while Joaquin remained oblivious to the entire situation. Spending all that time training with the imp, Ophelia, kept his mind in focus so he could be in tip top shape to defend his title at a major wrestling event coming up. Being the supportive wife that she was, Christina urged Joaquin to work hard and win. Despite being a club owner, she didn't make quite as much money as Joaquin did as the top wrestler in the HCWF. Not only was he the champion, but he was also the face of the brand. Everybody associated his wrestling persona, The Crimson Rex, with the company and so he was forced to don the mask anytime he had to make public appearances. Lucky for him and Ophelia, nobody knew who Rex was without the mask, so he was free to train without the mask. Of course, while Chrissy was genuine in her urging of Joaquin to work hard, she was also trying to keep him off her so she can be fresh for her new lover, Alan.
In all that time, Alan developed a much cockier side. He considered the fact that he had his friend's wife lusting after his cock a massive victory and a big one up on Joaquin. Here was this big shot who had everything and this no name who still tried making his own name as a masked vigilante, but of course, he was always living in Joaquin's shadow. Each time Alan stuck his cock into Christina, he grinned and continuously reminded Chrissy that she was a taken woman. Most women would feel incredibly guilty, but that had long since left her mind. All she could ever focus on was how good Alan made her feel. Sure, it was a relationship of pure sex, but something about being used like a toy compared to being coddled by her husband really got her going.
Each thrust practically breathed new life into the woman. She always knew she was attractive, as did Alan, but she was far less reserved now. Instead of donning her usual getup of an elegant dress, she wore booty shorts and a blue tanktop, showing off those long legs. Her top hugged her waist, showing off her curvaceous figure and something about the colors she wore made her skin glow with perfection. Every time a blush formed on her freckled face, Alan grew hungry. He liked knowing how good she felt because of him. Her body moved back and forth on him, squeezing his dick between her tight, wet walls. Moans filled the room as they both gripped each other's hands. The lovers embraced as he unleashed his load inside of her once again. For the first time since they started, they gazed longingly into each other's eyes. Alan, still with the cocky tone, held his new girlfriend close. Despite sharing an intimate moment with her, he couldn't help but shame Joaquin with every breath.
Just then, Alan proposed an idea to Christina. “So, when can I take you in his house?” he asked her in a gruff, yet loving tone. Clearly, he'd gotten her away from him enough, but the fact that she always had to sneak around to his place while he preferred the much larger and comfier atmosphere of Joaquin's house always aggravated him. There was clearly more to it as Alan wanted nothing more than to claim Christina in her own domain so that she'd always think of him. “I...don't know.. I'm not sure that's a good idea,” muttered Chrissy nervously as she purposely left the house in case Joaquin showed up earlier than usual. If she were caught now, she'd look like the biggest hypocrite since she was the one who ended the openness of their relationship. Alan groaned in disdain and gripped her hair, pulling her close, forcing a slight yelp from her. “Then I'll make the decision. I'm taking you in his house tomorrow. You're gonna be a good girl and do whatever I tell you to, understand?” he lightly growled before going to kiss her ear and neck. The usually defiant Christina actually complied with his wishes, “Mmm yes, I understand, baby..” she responded between shivering moans. She did adore how demanding and controlling Alan got with her. Anytime he kissed her neck, it made her want to do whatever he suggested. Having a slip of the tongue, Christina uttered, “Mmm, you should take me in front of him,” catching Alan off guard as he pulled back and looked at her.
A nervous tingle shot up her spine as she likely had just said something inconceivable considering the look on Alan's face over her comment. Considering the way he'd been acting, she didn't think it was too out there for a suggestion. She was about to apologize until she saw a devilish smirk on Alan's face as he leaned in for a kiss. The kiss turned wild as his tongue sprung against her lips, tasting her skin for a bit as she parted her lips, sucking in his slithery tongue. Their tongues danced around each other's mouths as the smacks of their lips began echoing through the room. Pulling away, Alan agreed to her wishes, sending a tinge of excitement flowing through her. At the same time, however, she was afraid of the outcome.
The next night, Christina sat with Alan at her and Joaquin's place. Joaquin was out training once again, but she urged him to come home afterwards, implying she was going to please him. However, she knew he'd likely be too tired to really do anything, but she insisted. Eventually, Joaquin did arrive home, tired as all hell and freshly showered, carrying a duffel bag of his gear, setting it by the door. He greeted Alan and Christina, wondering why Alan was over so late, but he still was happy to see them getting along and actually spending time together. The couple moved from the couch to give Joaquin room to lay down and watch as they played their game all while Alan checked from the corner of his eye on Joaquin who slowly began drifting off to sleep. The moment Joaquin's eyes shut and he lost consciousness, Alan put down the controller and began groping Christina while she played. Nervousness surged through her body as she kept checking on Joaquin to see if he stirred any.
Before she could even think, she felt herself pulled onto Alan's lap and roughly kissed in front of her husband's sleeping body. After a few minutes of this, she began to unwind and press into the kiss. At that moment, Alan picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist and then bringing her near Joaquin as he slept. Her worry went into overdrive as she looked at Alan, as if begging him to pull her away, but instead of listening to her, he lunged forward and kissed her as the back of her head lay against Joaquin's abs. This forbidden relationship just reached a new level. Alan relished in the moment, making sure to spend a considerable amount of time kissing her as she lay against her husband. As Alan's hand swept Chrissy's hair aside, he brushed against Joaquin's thigh and felt for the first time how firm, yet soft it was. For a brief moment, Alan thought of having Joaquin to himself as well, but quickly returned to his girlfriend who had been pleading for him to take her off her husband. It was almost as figurative as it was literal as Alan lifted Christina from Joaquin and walked back to where they sat previously and proceeded to fill her with many of his loads while the husband just laid on the couch, getting some much needed rest for his upcoming match.
