Small Town Woes

"Out for a jog today, miss?" The deputy asked.

"It keeps me in shape." Lisa smiled.

She was close enough to a mechanic shop to see that the workers were gathering by an open bay to watch her. This turned her on, because the deputy was trying to keep his eyes off her boobies, while the mechanics were standing back there and staring at her ass. For the benefit of all of them, she leaned over farther than was necessary, showing off her curves to the men behind her, while at the same time letting her breasts press down against her shirt. If the deputy tried hard enough, he could probably see down her cleavage.

Lisa was surprised when the deputy made an outright solicitation to her. She knew the man's girlfriend.

"I'm going to tell her you said that." She teased him. "Or maybe I won't. Maybe I'll just keep what you said between us. I'll think about it, okay?"

Because the deputy wanted her so much, his face started to redden.

Lisa giggled. "I'm kidding about that. I'm a married woman. I could never cheat on my husband. You'll just have to use your imagination now, won't you?"

She waved, before she turned to resume her run. She waved at the guys in the auto shop too. All of those men waved back. Lisa didn't have to look behind her this time, because she was sure all of them were staring at her.

When Lisa got home, she went and got her sex toys out. She was so horny that she spent a good while using them.

That evening, she called her husband and told her what she'd done.

Mark listened. He knew his wife could be saucy when she wanted to, she could really turn it on at times. It wasn't something she'd done recently.

"So you went and flirted with half the men in town, huh?" He asked his wife.

"What would you do, Mark, if you walked into the house and the deputy was humping me on our bed? Would you get mad?"

For a few moments, Mark's end of the line was quiet. Finally, he said, "Why are you doing this?"

"To get you home faster."

Mark laughed. "Well, it's working!"

"Mark, I want you to do a favor for me."

"Yeah, sure. What?"

"I want you to find a woman and screw her brains out. I want you to take pictures of her naked. Send them to me."

Her husband laughed again. "You're really wanting it when I get back, aren't you?"

"You have no idea." Lisa replied. "I mean it, Mark. Find a woman. Do what I said."

"So I can find you in bed with the deputy when I get back?"

"Pfft. He's not my type."

"You really want me to do this?"

"If you think it will be fun for you, yes I do. I'm having fun while you're out the house."

"I guess so. What happens the next time we go to the store? How are you going to look at all those people then, after you jogged around town half-naked?"

"I'm going to look them right in the eyes, and show them all that I'm willing to take things a lot farther than they ever will."

Lisa went jogging the next day, too. She went through town, but she didn't spend as much time there as she had during her previous run. This time, Lisa was taking her tight shirt and shorts into the woods.

She found Jack's fishing spot, and Jack sitting there with his beer cooler and fishing gear.

"Did you catch anything yet?" Lisa flirted with him.

He looked at her, clearly interested. Still, Lisa felt he was holding back. That's not what she wanted. After being ogled by half the town already, she wanted a strong man like Jack to come push her down and have his way with her. Today, she wanted Jack to be her sex toy.

"Nothing yet." The fisherman said, as he went to have a gulp of alcohol. After this, he went to play with his rod.

Lisa wanted to say something witty about his rod, or about how she might be his fishing lure that day. She didn't because she knew that Jack was more sophisticated than the simpletons back in town. Those men could be led around by their peckers. Jack wasn't like them, not at all. He was a challenge that most women couldn't beat. That's what made it so exciting for Lisa, the idea that no other woman could get to him. That plus the fact she was married. She'd never cheated on Mark before. Lisa was a woman who liked keeping to one lover. In a way that made her exclusive, just like Jack was exclusive... He was forbidden and off-limits, just like her.

When Jack settled down again, she went to his cooler and helped herself to one of his beers. He watched her closely, as if she were trespassing into his personal things, and indeed she was. Lisa was letting him know that she could get away with whatever she wanted.

She went to sit beside him, eager for this manly, outdoors type to set his eyes and his hands on her. They made small talk, where Lisa didn't flirt with her words, but with her tone. She wiggled her head when Jack looked into her eyes. Lisa scooted in closer to him, anticipating that moment when he would reach out for her.

He never did. That was odd, because she was certainly ready for him, and she knew that Jack could feel her desire. He didn't move away from her, but he didn't lean closer either. Jack was as stoical as the fishing rod he propped up at the edge of the water.

If she pushed him he might balk, so Lisa didn't want to do that. It would probably drive him away from her. Instead, she lessened her coyness and simply sat with him. That was why those other women had failed, Lisa realized. They'd pushed him too hard, too fast, and that brought Jack's tragedy back to the forefront of his mind. He didn't want a woman's body under his; he wanted to feel loved again.

Lisa contemplated many things, as she sat there next to this forbidden man. They stared at the placid surface of the lake, where occasional waves lapped across, or bubbles were seen emerging from the depths. She saw the trees and really appreciated them, and the cool air that swirled around her. If Jack hadn't been sitting so close to her, she would have probably gotten cold. But he was there, and there was a heat between them that had started off naughty thanks to her, but was shifting into something less heated, but still very warm.

Jack would be a passionate lover, Lisa decided. She imagined him turning to face her, and how tenderly he might place his lips on hers. She envisioned his hands coursing across her arms and over her breasts. She imagined many things, and wondered if things similar to that were circling around in Jack's mind. He stopped talking so much, and sat there with his eyes on the lake. Surely he was imagining some of it, at the same time she was.

Taking a chance, Lisa put her hand on Jack's shoulder.

"You're a married woman." He said, simply.

The words of most people carried no weight. Jack's words were like a hammer to Lisa's soul. She let her hand slip away from him, knowing she'd taken things too far with him. This was a precarious moment, because he would push her away and it would be all over, just like with the rest of the women from town. That's not what Lisa wanted.

Still, she'd upset the balance between them, and she had to correct that.

"I'll leave if you want me to." She softly told him. "But I'd rather stay here with you for a little longer."

That's not what she really wanted, but it would have to do.

Lisa sat there, with this man who was not her husband. The tension between them faded away after a while, allowing them to start talking again. They had more beer, enough that they talked more openly. Lisa was flirting with Jack, but he didn't seem to mind as long as she didn't touch him. It was okay for their arms or thighs to brush, because they were sitting that close. It was not okay for Lisa's hands to get any closer. Even with a decent buzz going, Lisa remembered not to cross that line with him.

She went to stand in front of Jack, before she left. Lisa wanted him to get a good look at her, so that maybe he'd be more willing next time. Jack was tipsy enough that he scanned her face and her form. He knew that Lisa wanted him to look; otherwise she wouldn't be standing there in front of him. So he looked, and Lisa let him.

Then she walked away, because she was too buzzed to jog back.

Mark sent her pictures that night. It was near ten when she got them. They showed Mark's hotel room, with an Asian woman lying naked on the bed. Lisa knew they'd slept together, because he'd been dating Asian girls right before she met him. The woman had a petite frame, with small, rounded breasts and slender hips. She was very pretty.

Her husband sent her a message too, along with the pictures. The girl hadn't been that hard to entice. He'd gone into a club and started up a conversation. When he invited her to his hotel room, she'd come along.

Lisa wrote a message back. Of course it hadn't been too hard, because Mark was a stud. He had it going on. She laughed. Then she added that she'd gone looking for trouble too, but she hadn't gotten into any yet. When you get back, she wrote, I will be getting into trouble. Lots of trouble.

Things were going well at the job, the last of Mark's message read. Two more days, and then he'd be back.

Lisa went into town the next day, just to listen to the new gossip about her. It was all over the place, to the point where she was being accused of sleeping with every man in town. There was even a rumor that she'd slept with Old Man Crothers, who was ornery and chased the kids off his property when they snuck in to steal his apples. Lisa thought that was hilarious, because she knew she was getting on the nerves of the fat women who liked to invent things so much. She even started a new rumor of her own.

"The next time I go jogging, I'm bringing my camera." She told her supposedly intimate girlfriends.

"Why?" The women would ask.

"I'm going to ask the men in town to pull down their pants, so I can take pictures of their peckers. Then I'm going to show those pictures to their wives who like to talk about me so much." Lisa would pause then, making sure her words started to sink in to her listeners. "And then I'm putting the pictures online where everybody in the world can see them."

This offended the women who claimed to be her friends, because even they didn't know how far their men would go. Lisa didn't care, because most of the town had been against her from the beginning.

Lisa spent part of the following day out at the lake with Jack. She didn't make a move on him, and he kept his hands to himself. They talked and laughed over a couple of beers. She flirted with him, and a couple of times he even flirted back. Jack was getting used to having her around, and that's exactly what she wanted.

It thrilled Lisa that she wanted this man so much, and here he was sitting next to her. At the same time, she couldn't touch him, and so she was bringing out her A-game in trying to seduce him. Lisa had to be subtle with Jack, and work him in ways she hadn't employed ever since high school. Nothing was overt. All of what she did was drenched with desire and anticipation, and concealed behind her looks and her words. They both understood what Lisa was doing; she, a married woman, was wooing a widowed man.

When Lisa went home, she went straight to her toys, but they didn't satisfy her this time. Not at all.

Mark got home the next day, with more pictures of his new Asian lover. He tossed them on the table the moment he arrived. It was the same girl, but on a different night. Not only that, but Mark told the Asian woman the pictures were for his wife. Lisa got so turned on by this that she jumped on her husband right there in the living room, with the windows open and any unexpected visitors able to hear what they were doing.

"She said she's never been out to the country." Mark hinted later. "And I did show her pictures of you."

Lisa turned toward her husband, when he said that.

"She said she wouldn't mind a visit..." Mark started.

Lisa thought of the woman in the pictures. She considered her pleasant Asian features, and her lithe, graceful body. Then her want overtook her and she pulled her husband into the bedroom.

"Tell her yes!" Lisa said, before she used everything she had to pleasure her husband.

Mark got a call from the post office early the next morning. He had a package to pick up, one he'd been expecting for a couple of weeks by then. When he got back home, he had some things to say to his wife, but he was grinning when he said them.

"The woman at the post office said you were wearing next to nothing when you went jogging." Mark laughed. "I thought you were kidding when you told me. Is that true?"

Lisa went and got the items she'd worn. She set them on the coffee table so her husband could look at them. "These people like to talk, so I gave them something to talk about." She stripped down naked in front of him, before she put those same tight clothes on. "I'm going jogging, Mark, and you're coming with me."

He laughed. "What do you want me to wear, a Speedo? I still have one from when I was in those swimming competitions."

Lisa wondered about that. "Would you do it, if I dared you to?"

"Probably not."

Lisa shook her head. "No, you don't have to wear it this time. I'll think of something for that later, because I'm not through pissing off all these women that like to start things up with me. You can go in your usual jogging clothes."

"What if I don't want to?"

"Then you won't see me getting in trouble."

Lisa found Jack, out there at his favorite fishing spot.

Jack greeted her warmly; enough that Lisa was comfortable enough to give him a hug. It was a short hug, but regardless, she knew she was getting to him.

They talked and they drank, while sitting close to one another. Lisa was brazen enough to rub her shoulder on his a lot more than before. Jack let her, and he also let Lisa's hand linger on his thigh a few times. He still wasn't touching her, not much, but that was okay with her.

Lisa took a chance and set her hand on Jack's shoulder. He looked at her hand, as if studying her fingers, her nails, and her wedding ring. Then he went back to looking at the still water of the lake.

"You're a married woman." He said, just as he had the last time.

"My husband is watching us. He's been watching us since I got here."

"You said he wouldn't be back for another couple of days." Jack grinned. He took a look at the forest surrounding them, but he didn't see anything. "I don't think he'd be too happy if he was out here watching."

"Jack, I'm not chasing you anymore. This time you're chasing me."

Lisa slipped further away, to that soft tuft of grass where Mark had made love to her before. She stripped naked and sat there, and waited.

"You're a married woman." Jack called out.

"I wasn't sure about that before, but thanks for letting me know." Lisa teased him. "I guess I'll just sit here until some man comes along and tells me to put my clothes back on."

Lisa was taking a big risk by saying that. If Jack told her to get dressed and leave, it might very well be over between them. Because they'd been so friendly, she was willing to take that chance.

Jack did come, and he probably did have it in mind to reject her. When he saw her sitting there on the grass, his eyes betrayed him. Jack was having second thoughts about her.

Lisa stood up, giving him a full look at her body. She saw the way his gaze took her in. He might not be ready to take the next step, but she was. Lisa stood up and went to him, putting her nude body against his clothed form, and her arms around his back. She held him, waiting.

Jack smelled her hair. He grazed his cheek against it. He set his lips against the side of her neck, and let them rest there. Finally, he started kissing her neck.

Finally, Lisa thought. Finally, Jack's hands were reaching up to hold her shoulders, and to course their way down her back. He wasn't touching her butt, not yet, but that was fine. Her plan of seduction was working.

Jack kissed her neck and throat, and worked his way over to Lisa's cheek. When she put her mouth up against his face, he drew back to study her eyes and her nose. Jack looked at Lisa's lips, with his own mouth half-open and ready. Lisa leaned up closer, to bring their mouths together.

Jack shuddered at their first kisses. He was slow and unsteady, unlike Lisa who was on fire now. This was the toughest man she'd ever seduced, and now she was reaping the rewards of all her effort. Such a reward, to feel those strong lips against hers, and those rugged hands touching her, while a short distance away, a watcher in the woods looked at them.

While they kissed, Lisa took control. Jack didn't have it in him to take his clothes off for her, but she did. Lisa pulled his shirt up, enough to expose the man's taut belly and chest. Jack gave in and removed the shirt. He was as muscular as Mark was, the seductress noted, and maybe a little bit more.

His pants would go next, but Lisa felt she had to be careful here. She let Jack kiss her until he was breathing hard, before she slipped her hands past his jeans and onto his lower back. Jack had a tight little butt, smaller than her husband's but still a handful. She tried to tug the jeans down the hard way, until Jack relented and unbuttoned them for her.

Jack was gasping louder than she was, when she pushed his pants down to his thighs. Lisa played with his butt, keeping him in constant lust, until he took a step back and finished undressing.

She observed his full body, from his rounded shoulders to his chest, down to his abdomen. Jack's cock was standing up proud, more curved than her husband's, causing Lisa to wonder what it would feel like inside of her. She wondered what Mark would say when he saw it.

When Jack took that first step toward her, Lisa took control again. She took him by the wrist and led him over to the grass. He lay down first, and she straddled him. After reaching behind her, Lisa took hold of the man and held him steady. Normally, she would enjoy a little more foreplay, but in this case there was an urgency in her that could not wait. No woman had taken this cock in years, and now it was hers.

Lisa's body was wet and dripping at her soft edges, as the cock slipped into her. She had to adjust herself just a little, and then she settled her weight and fully took it. Jack reached different places than her husband, within her body.

Jack groaned out loud, both from the feel of her, and from the rocking motion she started up right after. Lisa would go slow for him, for both of them. She wanted to make things last as long as possible, so they could savor each other entirely.

Lisa's gasps were small things, until the strong hands went to cup her breasts. Then she moaned, because she'd successfully enticed a man who pushed women away, and now this man wanted her. She'd done what hadn't been done in a long time.

When Jack's hands went down her ribcage and to her butt, Lisa couldn't help but hurry her body. Jack's cock was rubbing her in new places, and she liked the novelty of it. She took great swallows of air and mewled, as the sensations within her became bursts of soft electricity.

Lisa leaned forward, putting her hands on Jack's chest, as he cupped her breasts. Her hips kept rotating, keeping that new cock pinned inside of her, and rubbing at her in all those new places. She had to tell herself that it was because Jack was a different lover, and not a better lover than her husband, although her body was saying something else.

Jack started grunting in cadence with Lisa's hips, and then he came. His hot little torrent spilled out of him, while his cock quivered against her insides. By then, Lisa was crying out with him. She could have simply held still and let Jack's manhood send her into ecstasy, but she wanted to experience all that he had to give. A few more gyrations on Lisa's part, coupled with the man's throaty expulsions, put her exactly where she wanted to be.