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There's always a surprise waiting for him at home.

He wasn't even Cerys's type. Alex always let his guard down in public in a way Jefferson would never do. In fact, he could be quite vulgar, yet there was definitely something about him that drew Cerys to him.

Jefferson and Alex were the complete polar opposite to each other. Alex was as dark as Jefferson was fair. Jefferson liked his shirt collars starched to perfection whereas Alex didn't seem to care if his shirts were as crumpled as a piece of discarded paper. His permanent five o clock shadow and rugged features made him look permanently horny and it was almost too painful for Cerys to look at him.

It was after the hot tub scenario that Cerys' fantasies really took hold. The more she tried to shake them off the more her mind seemed to cling on to them. Her horny thoughts regarding Alex would infiltrate even the simplest of daily tasks.

Making a salad and slicing a cucumber she would again wonder for the countless time how big Alex's cock was and how it would taste in her mouth. Was it wide, circumcised and juicy just the way she had always liked them? Did he shave his pubic hair or did he leave himself wild? Cerys hoped not.

When she had washed her car one morning later that week and as she soaped the windscreen she imagined being in the shower with Alex. His hard body pressed against her, his hands soaping her body, the white suds forming on her breasts reminding her of cum.

The little thoughts then escalated into full blown scenarios. Scenarios that started to help with Cerys' overwhelming private needs. Masturbation that had been rare was now a regular daily event. Once Jefferson had performed his obsessive morning rituals and left for work, Cerys would run back upstairs to release her body from the pent up frustration that had stacked up inside her. Different scenarios flashed through her mind like scenes of a film.

One of her favourite fantasies was the one where Alex was fixing the alarm or assessing the whole security system, which he was often called to do due to Jefferson's paranoia. Cerys imagined him coming to fix the alarm and then seducing her in the kitchen as she made him a coffee. The circumstance was always the same; Alex pulled up her dress, ripped down her knickers and lifted her onto the worktop where he would take her pussy prisoner with his tongue until she exploded in his mouth. That weekend, her fantasising went one step further.

Cerys and Jefferson returned home from a black tie ball of unbelievably mind-numbing proportions. Of course, the only thing that had kept Cerys secretly entertained had been Alex with his numerous anecdotes.

Jefferson was in a particularly buoyant mood. His company had won an extremely prestigious award and to celebrate he had drunk more champagne than usual. As Cerys undressed, Jefferson stood behind her, lifting her hair he kissed her neck before moving down to her shoulders. Cerys tried to move away but Jefferson held her hair firmly in his hands restricting her movement.

'Don't deny me this evening Cerys, please. We've had a wonderful time, let's leave it on a high note?''

Jefferson's voice was gentle; his voice a seemingly warm burr but there was the familiar edge to his voice, an edge that definitely brooked no argument.

Jefferson's fingers trailed down Cerys' spine and despite herself, Cerys felt a tingle ripple down her back causing her body to shiver. As his hand reached the lace trim of her French knickers, an image of Alex entered Cerys' mind. Whilst her husband stroked the inside of her thigh, Cerys closed her eyes and allowed her mind to escape into her fantasy world.

'I want to fuck you so hard,' she imagined Alex murmuring and Cerys heard herself groan.

'Mmm does that turn you on baby, being fucked hard?' Jefferson's voice brought her back to reality as he pushed her down onto the bed.

Jefferson moved to the edge of the bed and took her stockinged toes in his mouth, Cerys shut her eyes.

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