WACFYM Ch. 06

Elana beamed as she watched as Sam tried to subtly adjust the growing bulge in his pants. He knew he was fighting the impulse to sneak another glimpse. She knew the material barely concealed the mound of her pussy. Now she could feel the fabric growing damp as she prickteased this married man, causing him to get hot and flustered. What was it about young dads that got her so wet? Sam was a caring father and because he was taken had innocence about him, for being ignorant of his own attractiveness.

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That evening

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Sam entered the den, carrying a tray of drinks and caught the tail of a friendly argument Billie was having with his brother Paul.

"Why don't you ask Sam what he thinks?" Caroline suggested as she took one of the glasses. She tilted her head and gave her brother-in-law a slightly exasperated look. Sam knew the poor woman loved his brother and so overlooked his tendency to be opinionated about everything.

"Billie's right." Sam announced grandly to the room, laughing lightly and trying to call a halt to the discussion.

"You don't even know what we're...!" Paul cried out, frustrated that no one in the room would listen to him but good-naturedly resigned to it. He and Caroline saw the other couple about every fortnight for dinner or to go out to the movies. His mom would watch the kids so they could have some fun. It always went like this and he was used to it.

"I'm always on Billie's side, no matter what." Sam grinned, slipping his arm around his wife's waist.

"Thank you, sweetie." Billie responded, rewarding him with a smile and gentle kiss, not shy about expressing their bond in front of others.

"Ha ha...she's got you well trained." Caroline joked, playfully punching him on the arm.

"Yup.." Sam agreed happily as Billie sat on his lap and snuggled close to him. He felt relaxed, in good company and enjoying himself. All thoughts of Elana had disappeared from his mind as he felt Billie's comfortable and familiar warmth and listened to the sound of her laughter.

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Later that week

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"I guess we're done." Sam exclaimed, surveying the room with satisfaction but also relief. He wanted to spend less time with Elana because he was having trouble getting her out of his mind. Just the other day he'd been taking a shower and as he'd been soaping up his equipment he'd started thinking about Elana being there with him and what her naked body would be like. He'd stopped himself but fighting the urge to masturbate whilst thinking about her was harder than it should have been.

It's not like he'd never fantasized before and he knew his wife had a particular thing for Robert Downey JR when it wasn't Zooey Deschanel. Their marriage was open and strong enough to acknowledge what turned them on but he'd never felt so excited by someone who was actually in their lives. He told himself he'd never cheat but suddenly the potential was there.

"I just wanted to say thank you." Elana said softly, wrapping her arms around his neck and planted a kiss on his lips. Sam was too stunned to respond. He found he was actually reciprocating instinctively, slipping one arm around her narrow waist before he could think about it.

"What..are..you..doing?" He stammered in between each kiss.

"Come on, I know you feel it too. You want this." Elana cooed, resisting Sam's efforts to pull away. There was a cute frown on his face and she was pleased that he didn't attempt to deny it. She shivered as she stroked his cheek, enjoying the feel of his surprisingly soft facial hair.

"I think there's been a misunderstanding. I'm a married man!" Sam cried as he eventually managed to shrug her off.

"So? Lots of guys cheat on their wives." She stated, as if she couldn't understand his protests. She could see the struggle being played out in his mind. Part of him wanted to give into her advances and his better judgment was trying to reassert itself.

"I'm not like that..." He objected and he meant it. It was testing him and he was definitely tempted. He could taste her on his lips and his pulse was racing. It could have been so easy to damn the consequences and surrender to his impure impulses. He was disgusted to realise he'd been excited by the unfamiliar mouth on his. Then he thought about Billie and all their years together and how happy they were. He never even once contemplated cheating on her. He'd vowed to forsake all others on their wedding day and he took those promises very seriously. "I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, but I love my wife." He said bluntly, grabbed his jacket and exited the room.

Elana watched him leave, knowing his stomach was churning with uneasy emotions but his ego was flattered by her desire for him. His resistance was slowly weakening; he'd spent too much time near her and now he was almost under her spell.

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One month later

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Sam was in his office reading copy from one of his regular contributors when he heard a knock at the door and someone talking to his wife. He knew they weren't expecting anybody so he fired off a quick email response and headed downstairs to see who their guest was.

He groaned inwardly as he realised that it was Elana. He remembered how good it had felt to have her large breasts pressed up against his chest and hoped his wife didn't see the guilty look that must have crossed his face.

"Miss Grey kindly dropped by to give some books to Rachel. I've invited her to stay for dinner." Billie informed him happily, placing an affectionate hand on her husband's arm.

Sam smiled thinly, feigning polite welcome. He knew he should have told Billie that Elana had come on to him. They usually told each other everything but he'd been worried that his wife would asked him he'd been tempted and seen through him if he'd said no.

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"What are you doing here?" Sam hissed at Elana when Billie went to help Rachel wash up for dinner.

"You been avoiding me." She responded with faux petulance and putting on a sad face.

"I'm sorry," Sam said, meaning it. He allowed himself to believe he might have misjudged her. He liked to see the best in people. She was young and perhaps had come to say she regretted making advances towards him. "I guess we should just forget the whole thing ever happened."

"You don't understand. I'm more than just a nasty pricktease, flaunting my hot body right in front of you. You liked it, I know you did." She confided to him. "I'm going to make you fuck me and once you do you'll be back for more, betraying your wife over and over again.

Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing. He'd thought she'd been attracted to him even though he was taken and acted inappropriately but he was just beginning to understand how much of a wicked slut she was, calculatingly attempting to seduce him every step of the way.

"You tried to get me to cheat on my wife!" He growled, wishing somehow he could remove her from his house without causing an incident. He glanced around; checking neither Rachel nor Billie could hear their conversation. He felt sick that he kept this from his wife and now he was resorting to whispering behind her back. He blamed Elana for making it come to this.

He felt his anger rising and normally he was pretty easy-going. His powerlessness just exacerbated it. He clenched and unclenched his fist uselessly and unconsciously started pacing the floor. He couldn't get his head around how this seemingly nice young woman could actually be a home wrecking slut.

Caught up in his thoughts he didn't notice as Elana reached up under her skirt and wriggled her hips as she lowered her panties over her ass and down to the floor. She threw the skimpy garment at Sam, just as his family's footsteps could be heard.

Sam didn't have time to speak before they were coming through door and he hastily shoved the offending lace in the pocket of his pants. He didn't want Billie to see his flushed cheeks so he turned and started to set the table.

Underlying his impotent anger he was aroused despite of himself. He couldn't help thinking about Elana sitting down at his family's table her shaved pussy exposed beneath her skirt, her panties burning a hole in his pants achingly close to his crotch. What kind of man was turned on by a slut insinuating herself into a happy family? He hadn't thought he was that guy but his semi-hard cock proved he was.

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Sam barely spoke during dinner, silently fuming as his mind raced. When he discovered Elana's foot between his legs he forced it away and he glared at her. It angered him that Billie was completely falling for the wholesome act. His wife would never believe, even if he told her now, that Elana was a manipulative bitch trying to seduce him.

"Don't..." He growled when Billie got up to fetch something. Elana just smirked.

"So, how are you liking our town?" Billie asked, eager to make Elana feel welcome in her home. This delighted the girl, who had every intention of being a nasty home wrecking whore. Her whole body was alive with anticipation of eventually fucking Sam in the bed he shared with his wife.

"I love it." Elana said, going on to detail her discovery of a great diner down by the bay and a beautiful nature trail she'd taken over the bluffs. She informed Billie of other places she'd lived and how none of them compared to simple idyll she found here.

Even as she spoke her stocking clad foot had made its way between Sam's thighs again and she was using her toes to massage him, exploring him and knowing now that the decent family man was very nicely endowed.

She shot him a smug looked as eventually Sam gave up trying to fend her off. She exalted at her little victory over him. She was too persistent and he had to admit what she was doing under the table felt really good. She watched as he bit his lower lip and she knew he was trying not to moan from the pleasure she was giving him.

"Have you got a boyfriend yet?"

"There is a guy I like and he knows it too but he's playing... hard... to get at the moment." Elana answered, suppressing a dirty giggle. Sam grimaced at the emphasis on that word but Billie hadn't seemed to have noticed. She knew he could hardly cause a scene or even stand; her toes running up and down his shaft had caused his cock to swell to full hardness in his pants. Elana enjoyed watching him squirm as she chatted away with his wife and daughter as their husband and father was seduced beneath their noses.

"I find that hard to believe. Well if you want him keep at it and I'm sure he'll be yours in no time." Billie advised, causing Sam to nearly choke on the food he was barely eating.

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"I hate to be an imposition but I was wondering if Sam could drive me home?" Elana asked, putting on her most ingratiating smile.

"Of course he will, won't you Sam?" Billie replied easily. She liked the young teacher and found her charming. Her conversation meant that she'd hardly noticed the change in her husband. It didn't hurt that Rachel adored her and she hoped she'd retain the love of learning her teacher was instilling.

"Sure." Sam croaked, his voice hoarse, surreptitiously untucking his shirt to disguise the erection that was uncomfortably hard in his boxers.

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"What the hell were you playing at? In front of my wife and daughter?!" Sam spat as soon as they were in the secluded drive, out of sight of the house. He pushed her roughly against the hood of the car.

"Ahhh..." Elana grinned, enjoying the slight discomfort of being manhandled.

"You're fucking unbelievable!" He raged, gripping her wrist hard enough to hurt her. Usually he was so mild mannered and easy going but he'd never been so provoked.

With her free hand Elana reached down and started fondling his cock. "It turns you on to hurt me, doesn't it? You're so fucking hard!"

Sam turned away in disgust but there was truth in her words. Some dark part of his mind had liked watching the pain flicker across her face. He'd never treated a woman like that before but she deserved it for what she was doing, the man she was trying to turn him into.

"You can do all the dirty, nasty things to me you've always dreamed of...all the things your boring wife would never let you do..."

"Get in the fucking car." He instructed firmly before walking over to the driver's side.

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They arrived at Elana's apartment. Sam shot out and yanked open the door and pulled out his smirking passenger. In one fluid moment she grabbed his head, pulled it down to hers and slipped her tongue between his teeth. She smiled as, rather than push her away he pushed her up against the vehicle and stuck his own tongue in her mouth.

The kiss was hot and heavy, without a trace of tenderness. She knew he'd never kissed his wife like this, so wet steamy and hungry. They were competing for dominance, not even trying to breathe as the tips of their tongues twisted and played against the other. She was gasping for air as he roughly squeezed her tits, groping her as he pressed his body against hers.

"Oh God...I haven't been...able to stop thinking about...your tits..." He growled, passed the point of caring that he was making out with a woman who was not his wife. The street was dark and secluded but there could still have been passers-by to witness him engaged in this illicit behaviour.

He could feel her slender hands at his waist unbuckling his belt and he made no move to stop her. She slipped his pants down over his butt and directed her hand down into his boxers, closing it around his throbbing manhood.

He trembled at the warmth of her touch and what it meant. Strangely it helped to clarify exactly what he was doing and about to do and his mind rebelled. "No..." He panted. "I can't do this..."

"You can't go home like this," Elana said persuasively. "You're so fucking horny. What would you tell your wife?"

"I'm not going to fuck you." He spat out, remembering how much he despised this woman for what she was doing to him and the man he was becoming under her influence.

"Just a dirty, little blowjob..." Elana coaxed softly, compromising to placate him. He was so close to succumbing now and she had to have his cock or she'd die. She'd rather it deep inside her sopping cunt but could make do with giving him head along as she could swallow his cum. "It'll be our little secret...."

Sam numbly let her lead him behind a tree, out of sight. He ran a hand through his hair as she dropped to her knees and planted her face in his crotch, running her hands over where his cock was tenting his boxers. His mind couldn't believe he was letting her do this but he was thinking solely with his dick now.

He stared down at her angelic face, brushing away her long golden locks so he could watch as her lips closed round the head of his penis. She was expertly playing with his heavy balls as little by little each of his eight inches disappeared inside her mouth and her nose was buried in the dark curls at the base.

"Oh...shit..." He exclaimed as she began to noisily gag on his Johnson, her head bobbing up and down with a gusto he'd never experienced before. Billie performed oral sex on him with sweet affection so he'd had no idea how amazing it could feel to be sucked off hard and fast.

Without think he'd widened his stance and started moving his hips, resting his hand on the back of her head. With a pang of guilt he noticed the wedding ring on his left hand but his base desire to cum overrode his better judgment. How was he going to look his wife in the eye after this? It didn't matter.

Elana was rapidly fingering her pussy, rubbing her clit hard. She was so turned on by giving Sam his first taste of infidelity. He'd try to fight it but he was slowly being corrupted; soon his unfaithful cock would be inside her, the wife he loved forgotten.

"Ahhh...yeah..." He groaned. He knew was going to cum soon. There was no way he could hold back from exploding, his balls felt like they were going to burst. Billie had never made him want to cum so fast; Elana was a much better cocksucker.

He gave in then as his mind recoiled from that thought. He shut down his brain as he ejaculated powerful jets of his semen all over Elana's lips, cheeks and nose. She smiled up at him beatifically and he had to fight the urge to slap her as he pulled up his jeans and struggled to catch his breath.

"You got what you wanted. I cheated on my wife with you. Now leave me the fuck alone." He hissed, before striding over to the car and driving off.

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"Sam, this chick is bad news." Paul warned his brother. His mind was still trying to comprehend the information that Sam had shared with him. He'd always thought Sam, a committed family man, had the perfect marriage. Billie was a fantastic woman and they were so happy together. He'd been slightly jealous of that steady contentment until he'd found Caroline. "You need to stay away from her."

"I know!" Sam yelled, impatiently pacing the floor. Didn't his brother understand that he knew that? Maybe he shouldn't have told him but he'd needed to tell somebody. He knew he'd made a mistake with Elana and the guilt had been eating him up for days. Even Billie had noted how distracted he'd become lately.

"You love Billie."

"Of course I do!" Sam cried, nearly punching his sibling's lights for stating the obvious. If anything he loved her even more now, having come close to betraying her. " Billie's the only woman I've ever wanted. I never even used to look at other woman... until she came along....but now it's like I can't stop thinking about her."

"She's really that hot?" Paul enquired amazed. This woman would have to be to come between Sam and Billie. Only an irresistible seductress could have even tempted Sam to risk losing his family that meant everything to him.

Sam nodded slowly.

"Do you want to be with her again?"

"No...of course not." He argued but after a second 's hesitation he was ashamed of. "I don't want to be unfaithful." He said truthfully. It wasn't just the sanctity of marriage he valued; he knew he had a good one and didn't want to lose it. Nobody got him like Billie did.

"Then don't. You're not the first married guy to fool around, you made a small mistake" Paul suggested. His brother didn't need him judging him right now. "but just keep her hands off you. You're a good guy Sam, just remember that."

"Thanks." Sam smiled, manfully hugging his younger brother. He felt reassured that his temporary lapse in fidelity was just a one-time thing. He'd been ruthlessly provoked and given into his physical needs caught up in the heat of the moment but his heart and mind still belonged to the mother of his child.

He'd been tricked by the kindergarten teacher's cherubic façade and she'd caught him off guard. Now he knew exactly what kind of devious, man-hungry slut Elana really was she'd never be able to betray his wife again.

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Elana peeked through the blinds of her classroom. Sam was sat in his car by the school gates. It had been months since Elana had sucked his dick on her front lawn and ever since Rachel's dad had waited for her to come out rather than coming to get her.

In a few more weeks the little girl would no longer be her pupil as she got ready to move into first grade. For the first time ever Elana began to wonder if she'd ever get her hands on her intended victim.

She resentfully admired his power to resist her. He must really love his wife to reject the hot nubile body she'd flaunted at him over and over again.

Elana felt ashamed in front of her fellow sisters at the Jezebel society. She'd told them all about Sam and put up his profile on the website and now nothing had come of it. In her last school she'd seduced a married teacher and gotten him hooked on depraved sex, including bondage and rape fantasies at this stage.