1. The Fire Within


    Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    suggested. "You know I have to behave, and I promise I will." She considered for half a second before she commanded, "Close your eyes." I smiled in the dim light, and said, "Okay," as I put my hands over my eyes. She considered for another half second, and then I heard the sound of her hanging the towel on the coat rack we keep next to the tub for just that purpose. The water level rose a bit as she slipped into the tub. "You can look now," she said. I let my hands down. She had slipped into the corner seat opposite of mine and was neck deep in the water, so there was nothing to actually see. My mind had no problems imagining the details. She was half my age, and I have never even considered fantasizing about her. Last summer, I saw her in comfortable jeans and a tight shirt, but I didn't pay much attention. My mind was imagining the curves of her shapely ass and the fullness of her breasts. My cock was as hard as ever, and I swallowed audibly. "So, welcome to our hot tub," I said. "Thank you," she said in a laughing tone. "Actually, this is my third time. I was helping your wife with some stuff a couple weeks ago, and she offered then." That sort of explains why she came naked from the house as well. My wife prefers to get undressed in the warmer mud room, and then quickly throw the cover open and get into the water. She would have suggested that our neighbor do the same thing. "I'm sure she told you the little bit of maintenance you have to do with the chemicals, so you ...
    are welcome any time. And thank you for helping her out. Things have been rough for her." "As long as I'm not bothering you," she said. "You are definitely not bothering me," I said with a laugh. She smirked at something in the way I said it. "I'm not disturbing anything, am I?" she asked coyly. "Nothing that can't wait,” I answered back. I suddenly realized that I was flirting. I tried to reel in my dirty mind and raging cock. The path they were leaning toward would lead to madness. The cold fear of letting my wife down almost helped. There was something I didn't recognize in her voice when she asked, "Were you masturbating?" I didn't answer right away because my mind was trying to identify her tone. Was it fear? Loss? It was still there when she said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. It was dark in here and it kind of looked like you were, but it was wrong of me to ask." I almost think her tone had pain in it. I was moved to answer, "It's okay. Actually, I kind of was, but like I said, it will wait." She gasped in surprise at my answer. An uncomfortable silence lingered between us. The tone was still there as she stammered, "What about now. Are you still hard?" Almost immediately, she added, "Oh my god, don't answer that!" Without thinking, I did answer. "There is a beautiful young woman naked in my hot tub with me. You have to know that I am hard as hell." I must have crossed the line. I mean, I know I crossed the line by even allowing the conversation to happen. She sat ...
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