by K. Valentine
“It’s fine, Charlotte,” said Vivian as she crossed the yard in an attempt to help her with the bags. Together they took the bags inside and began to put them away. The two spoke at length about the children and what was left to be done for the day, but whenever Charlotte would speak, her mind went back to Javier.
She thought about how his sweat glistened off his muscles and how his eyes seemed to pierce into her very soul. Occasionally, he would walk past the window and he would steal Vivian’s complete attention. Charlotte would sometimes catch Vivian staring at Javier, but tried to assure her that he was respectable and was not truly a criminal. However, it wasn’t out of fear that Vivian stared at him. It was out of pure and simple attraction. Javier was unlike anyone she encountered in her social circle. It excited her just like the day she made-out with Jimmy, the young black boy of her youth.
Vivian spent the rest of her day, fruitlessly ignoring Javier, but it was not until the end of the day when the kid’s carpool dropped them off and Javier was finishing up his work that it become a little better. Charlotte was helping the boys with their homework when Javier entered the room. His clothes were covered in dirt and sweat, but he seemed to be in high spirits.
“I finished a bit of the yard work,” he said. “I’ll take care of the rest tomorrow.” Vivian sighed in relief.
“Wonderful,” she said. “You have no idea how happy I am to see the yard actually looking good.” Charlotte chuckled.
“He is good for something,” she said. Javier fired back something in Spanish which made Charlotte go wide-eyed. Vivian tried to hide her laughter.
At that moment, the front door opened as Alex came in the door.
“The king of the castle is here!” he called. The boys got up from the table and ran to hug their father. If Vivian was a real life Barbie, then Alex was truly like Ken. He was not overly muscular, but he was quite fit and handsome. Unlike Javier, he had a very clean cut look to him and his tailor made suit fit his body perfectly.
The perfect Ken doll husband for the perfect Barbie doll wife.
Alex approached Vivian and gave her a quick kiss before holding his hand to Javier.
“You must be Charlotte’s brother,” he said. “I’m Alex.” Javier reached up and gave a firm handshake. Alex didn’t let his hand linger.
“You must have just finished,” he said, trying to mask his disgust. Javier smirked.
“Just a few minutes ago,” he said. “I wasn’t thinking when I took your hand. I’m sorry.” Alex shook his head.
“No worries,” he said. “After the work you did, I can’t complain about a little dirt on my hands.” Javier nodded.
“I should be getting home,” he said. “You ready Charlotte?” Charlotte nodded and kissed the tops of the boy’s heads. Vivian smirked at Charlotte as she gathered her things and then looked at Javier.
The way he looked at her sent chills down her spine. She felt her mouth fill with saliva as she looked at the dusky man. Vivian did not think anything of it until he winked at her. That simple gesture could have very well been a soft caress of his fingers. She felt her face flush. Alex looked at her.
“You feeling ok, babe?” he asked. Vivian looked at Alex.
“What?” she asked. He pointed her face.
“Your face is all red,” he said. Vivian looked at Javier who was leaving with his sister.
“Nothing,” she said. “It’s…nothing…”
CHAPTER 3
Once all the kids were in bed, Vivian and Alex prepared to put themselves in bed as well. They sat on their respective sides of the bed. Vivian was busy reading a novel while Alex busily revised his speech for the gala on Saturday. As they usually did, they were both in their own little worlds; not paying attention to the very person they chose to spend the rest of their lives with.
It bothered Vivian that this is what their marriage had become and it was no wonder she felt herself excited when Javier gave her a little attention. Still, her life could be worse, she supposed.
“How’s the speech?” she asked; trying to engage her husband.
“It will be good,” he said. “Tom thinks I need to have a more aggressive stand on how to create jobs.” Vivian tried listening to Alex speak, but her mind kept drifting to Javier. Her heart beat so fast thinking about him that she was sure she was going to have a heart attack.
“What do you think?” he asked. Vivian looked at Alex, but could not even remember what the last thing he said was.
“What?” she asked. “I’m sorry, honey, I think I must have dozed off in the middle there.” Alex chuckled.
“I guess I’ll need a few more tweaks,” he said as he took his glasses off and put away his notebook. Vivian felt bad for not listening to her husband. She had to make it up to him.
Vivian put away her book and placed an arm around Alex. Alex looked at her curiously.
“What’s all this?” he asked. Vivian shrugged.
“I don’t know…” she said coyly. “It’s been a while since we had sex.” Alex sighed.
“Hon,” he said. “It’s a bit late.” Vivian’s heart sank as Alex leaned in and gave his usual quick kiss on the lips. “Let’s just get through the week and we’ll see how we feel on Saturday.”
Alex promptly turned on his side and turned off his light before closing his eyes. Vivian’s nights went the same way every time. Since Alex began his campaign to be governor, more and more of Vivian’s nights were spent cold and extremely horny. She wasn’t some sex crazed nympho or anything, but she did have needs; needs that Alex was gradually ignoring.
***
That night, Vivian found herself caught in a dream encountering Javier yet again. She was walking up the steps toward her bedroom. The air was hazy and warm, but she was not afraid. She felt comfortable not just because it was her house, but because she knew she wanted to continue.
Vivian opened the door and was not surprised by what she saw. In the center of the room, completely lit by candles, stood Javier. He was shirtless and still quite sweaty; wearing only his jeans. He smiled at her kindly. He said nothing and yet she found herself drawn to him. Javier approached her and they stood in front of one another gazing into each other’s eyes. Vivian was pretty tall, but Javier seemed to loom over her slightly as he reached up and let his fingers graze her shoulder. Vivian closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation of his fingers on her skin. Her lips parted slightly as Javier leaned in to tease her lips.
Vivian’s whole body seemed to be frozen in time as she wanted to close the gap between her and Javier. Javier, however, had a different thought in mind as he moved away from her whenever he could tell she was hungry for his lips. She wanted to speak out and beg for a kiss, but her voice was still caught in her throat.
Javier reached down and grabbed ahold of one of her ample breasts through her nightgown. Vivian felt her knees grow week as he massaged her expertly. His hands were rough and still covered in dirt, but she didn’t care. She knew she was being touched by a real man. Too many times she found herself comparing her hands to Alex’s manicured ones.
Javier leaned down and began to slowly kiss along Vivian’s collar bone. His kisses were soft and warm; each one sending a spark of fire down her body. His tongue trailed lightly across her skin as he teased her. Vivian felt as if she were being tortured, but she stayed still; letting this strange exotic man have his way with her.
Javier took the straps of Vivian’s night gown down and let it fall to the floor in a pile at her feet. She stood before him in only her French cut panties. She had never felt so exposed and turned on at the exact same time. Javier went around Vivian, his hands running across her skin as he made his way behind her. She felt his throbbing member press against her ample ass. She wanted to be taken right then and there in the middle of her bedroom.
Saliva began to build in Vivian’s mouth as she thought about how this man would take her and give her a fucking that her husband refused to give. She heard him unzip his pants and soon
felt the warm member press against her ass. She reached down to touch his cock. She loved how it felt in her hand.
She turned her head to look at him with pleading eyes. Her voice was still gone and she knew there had to be some way to make him understand. Vivian fell to her knees and tenderly began to kiss his hard cock. Javier’s cock twitched under her lips, but he kept his eyes on her. She felt so powerless being in his presence. She wanted Javier to take control of her. She wanted to be bad for him.
She let her tongue slide up and down his shaft and let it circle his balls. Alex used to be a big fan of her blow jobs, but after the kids were born he stopped wanting them from her. To be honest, giving a blow job was her favorite sexual act. It was so forbidden act and driven by lust that she ached for it whenever she was feeling horny.
Pressing her lips against his cock head, she slid the massive brown shaft between her lips and into her mouth. Her saliva filled mouth immediately coated his hardened cock. Javier looked down at her with that knowing smirk again. Vivian bobbed her head up and down on his cock, trying to retrieve the sweet nut. She let her hands climb up her body to softly caress her breasts; all the while letting her tongue wrap around him. Javier’s eyes were closed as he began to pump in and out of her mouth.
Suddenly, she felt Javier’s massive rough hand grab ahold of her from the back of her head and pull her further onto his cock. Vivian gagged, but gladly took more into her throat. He groaned loudly as she took his into her mouth like a professional. His moans of pleasure only encouraged her to take more into her hungry mouth.
She spat on the cock sloppily as she dove back onto the member. She let one of her hands drift to his heavy balls and began to gently massage them. Javier’s knees began to buckle under the pleasure. She knew he would cum soon and she would swallow every last drop of his delicious cum.
In this moment, there was no campaign, no children, and no husband. The only thing that mattered was satisfying each other’s lust. Vivian swallowed nearly the full length of his cock. Her eyes watered, but she tried to keep them open as possible as Javier fucked her throat. Javier’s moans filled the room which smelled of sex, sweat and dirt. She loved the forbidden nature of it all as her own pussy gushed like a waterfall.
She took his cock out of her mouth and proceeded to slide it between her large breasts.
“Cum on me, Javier!” she cried. “Please! Cum on my big tits!” Her breasts were covered in saliva and pre cum as he squeezed them over his cock. Javier cried out as he emptied his cum onto her big tits. She gasped sharply as she felt the warm sticky liquid ooze down her pretty tanned skin.
She felt like such a slut for Javier; the complete opposite of how she was in real life. Her only purpose in life was to fuck him as much as he wanted. He had emptied his cum on her and in turn he had claimed her in a way that not even her husband had done.
Javier just looked down at Vivian and smiled as he wiped his cock off on her big breasts. She loved to be used by him like this. Vivian looked at Javier who was about to speak, when suddenly he let out a loud shriek the shook Vivian from her sleep.
Alex’s alarm had gone off for the start of his early day. She sleepily opened her eyes and looked to see Alex starting to get up.
“Oh, I’m sorry, baby!” he cried. “I forgot to tell you I needed to wake up early.” Vivian smiled kindly at him.
“It’s ok,” she said. In truth, she was furious. She knew Javier was about to give her some of his caramel cock and yet her plans were spoiled by her vanilla husband. Vivian could feel a wet spot in her panties and sighed heavily. She thought to herself how many times she had to play with herself just to get off.
Her wonderful day was now over and reality was unfortunately coming right back.
CHAPTER 4
Vivian’s morning was the complete opposite of the previous one despite the sun shining just as brightly. The boys seemed louder today and Charlotte’s breakfast of sausage and eggs was not as delicious as the previous day’s. Her only bright spot was when Javier arrived at the front as Charlotte was leaving to take the kids to school. Vivian did not greet him at the door, but instead watched her new gardener from the window of their dining room. She enjoyed watching him and his muscles rippling in the sun.
But Vivian turned away and began to map out her day again. She had way too much to do and besides, how would it look for her to be day dreaming about her gardener? She was not foolish enough to believe that Alex never had his eye on a few of younger interns, but even he knew that sleeping with them would be political suicide. The same thing could be said of Vivian. The media would eat up a juicy story about the potential governor’s wife having sex with the ex-con gardener. Hell, even she would read that story. Still, she knew she had to keep her head on straight.
The day was still early and she needed a way to relieve this energy in a more productive manner than masturbating. Vivian changed into her workout clothes and went downstairs into their home gym to get a bit of a workout in.
Vivian always loved going for a run, but with the campaign schedule, there was almost never any time. Alex had the modest gym installed for Vivian as an anniversary gift. Many of Vivian’s friends saw it as a bit of a slight against her, but Vivian did not think so. The gesture was sweet in Alex’s own way and when the campaign started, she was grateful for the chance to work out when he would not give her what she needed in bed.
Vivian’s body glistened with sweat as the classic rock thumped along in her earbuds. Any time she even began to think about Javier, her arms pumped the handles of the elliptical even harder. She wondered to herself what he was doing upstairs. Did he still look as sexy as she imagined?
Vivian smirked to herself at the nasty thoughts she was having of this young man. She never would have thought she could think so sexually of a man, but Javier seemed to have the right combination of looks to set Vivian’s body on fire.
Just as she was completely in the zone, she felt the touch of someone’s hand on her shoulder. Vivian jumped as she turned her head to see Javier standing beside her. Vivian tore her earbuds from her ear and stared at the young man in shock.
“Javier?” she asked. “What are you doing here?” Javier held up his hands in defense.
“I’m so sorry!” he said. “I was really thirsty and I just wanted to have a glass of water. I didn’t know where you were and I heard you breathing hard down here.” Vivian blushed a deep shade of red.
“Oh,” she said. “I…this is our gym.” She almost kicked herself for not being able to think of something better to say. Javier smiled at her.
“So I see,” he said. “You really are rich. Charlotte told me you had your own pool and private gym, but I didn’t believe her.”
Vivian frowned. “Why is that?” she asked dimly. Javier cocked an eyebrow and Vivian smirked. “Oh. Right. Of course.” Javier moved around the space as he looked around at the assortment of weights and machines.
“Do you work out?” she asked, trying to make conversation. Javier chuckled.
“Only thing to do when you’re in lockdown,” he said. Vivian found herself intrigued more and more.
“How long was that?” she asked. Javier looked at her unsure of what to say, but decided to just be honest.
“Ten years,” he said matter-of-factly. Vivian’s jaw nearly dropped. She had never met a convicted felon before. Most of the men in her social circle were exonerated. She wasn’t known to deal with people who had done “hard time.”
“You poor thing,” she said. “It must have been awful.” Javier laughed as he picked up a weight and tried it out to see how it felt in his hands. His muscles bulged with each rep.
“You could say that,” he said. “I learned to survive though. You have to, ya know?” Vivian shrugged.
“To be honest, I wouldn’t know,” she said. “I don’t think I’ve ever done anything wrong in my life.” Javier pursed his lips in disbelief.
“Somehow, I doubt that,” he said. “Everyone has.”
She shook her head. “Nope,” she said. “Not me. I am the picture of what a good girl should be.” Javier smiled and nodded as he changed arms to use the weight.
“Fair enough,” he said. “You must be a saint if you were OK with me working here.”
“Your sister had to convince me,” she said. “She’s an extraordinary nanny to my kids. I swear I would be lost without her.” Javier nodded.
“I know what you mean,” he said. “She’s a wonderful Tia…erm…aunt to my little girl.” Part of Vivian’s heart sank a little when she heard him.
“You have a daughter?” she asked. Javier nodded.
“When her mother lets me see her,” he said. “She doesn’t like me to see her on the count of me being in jail for the first part of her life.” Vivian nodded.
“So you don’t see the mother?” she asked. Javier chuckled.
