by K. Valentine
“Last time I saw her, was when she went on a double date with Charlotte,” he said. “She got herself a new man now.” Vivian frowned. The poor guy couldn’t seem to catch a break.
“I’m so sorry, Javier,” she said. But Javier shrugged.
“It is what it is,” he said. “My abuela always used to tell me to have faith and be patient. That something good would happen to me as long as I stayed honest.” Vivian smiled. Javier was not just the rough and tumble guy she initially thought he was. There was a sweetness to him that did not reflect his outward appearance.
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain across her rib cage. Vivian let out a sharp hiss and Javier crossed over to her.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. Vivian sighed and rolled her eyes.
“I forgot to stretch,” she said. “That and I think I went a little too hard. It’s stupid, I know.” Javier came up behind Vivian and promptly rest his hand on her exposed flat stomach. Vivian began to squirm a little, but did not get too far with her side still sore.
“Relax,” he said. “It’s probably just a cramp. Just relax and breathe.” Vivian tried to relax, but it was too no avail. Javier’s musk filled her nostrils and she could feel her pussy starting to moisten. He smelled of sweat and dirt; a combination of smells that were virtually unknown to her.
“Just breathe.” Javier took deep breaths along with her to show what he meant, but that only added to the sensation as his warm breath kissed her skin. She felt his hands expertly massage her abdomen as the pain intensified, but began to quickly disappear. Instead, all she felt was intense pleasure coming from his fingers. Unintentionally, Vivian moaned softly. She didn’t mean to, but his hands felt so good against her soft skin.
“Do you like it?” he whispered. Vivian nodded; her eyes closed from the sheer heaviness of them. She felt Javier shift a little as he began to massage her tight shoulder blades. Vivian gasped. His hands were so strong and powerful that she felt like pure clay in his hands. Each circle his fingers made, released the knot of tension residing in her shoulders.
“You’re amazing,” she gasped. She could sense Javier smirking behind her. She wanted nothing more than for Javier to lay soft kisses on her neck, just like in her dream. She could feel her nipples hardening in her sports bra. The lust filled sensations were almost too much for her to handle as his hands went down her to her lower back.
“I saw you looking at me,” he said. “The other day…” Vivian’s body tensed for a moment, but Javier’s hands put her at ease again.
“I…I don’t know what you mean,” she lied.
“It’s ok,” he said. “I was looking at you too…” Vivian’s breathing began to grow heavy as Javier’s massage became him dragging his nails lightly across her stomach. Vivian gasped and leaned back into Javier as he took her. Her mind raced to figure out how she let herself get into this position and was yelling at her to remove herself from his chest and fire him!
But she knew better. He was only doing what she clearly wanted him to do. His fingers crawled up her body and as he came closer she pushed her chest out; wanting to feel his warm hands on them.
Just before he reached them, the sound of a car door closing upstairs was heard. Vivian broke free of her trance.
“Oh shit!” she cried. “It’s Charlotte!” Javier cursed under his breath as he darted up the steps. Vivian thought about following him up, but reasoned that it would be too suspicious for them to be near each other, especially when all she was wearing were spanks and sports bra. She heard Javier running the faucet to pour himself something to drink when she heard the door open.
“Hola!” called Charlotte. Vivian listened as Charlotte walked across the floor and into the kitchen.
“What are you doing in here?” she asked. Javier responded in Spanish which prompted Charlotte to reciprocate. Vivian listened intently to their inflections to try and figure out what exactly was being said; it all sounded angry to her. Vivian decided to help Javier out by calling up.
“Is that you Charlotte?” she asked. Their conversation immediately halted.
“Yes Senora!” she called. “Is everything ok? Do you need anything?”
“A bottle of water would be great, hon! Thank you!” said Vivian. She could hear the heavy footsteps of Javier make his way to the door and out into the yard again. Vivian climbed the steps; her skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat. She met Charlotte by the kitchen counter where a bottle of cold water was waiting for her.
“Was everything ok?” she asked. Charlotte smiled her usual sweet smile.
“Of course, Senora,” she said. “Just wondering what my brother was doing in the house. It won’t happen again.” Vivian took a long drink of her water and shook her head.
“It’s no problem at all, Charlotte,” she said. “He asked for water and I told him to help himself at any time.” Charlotte watched Vivian intently, but just sighed heavily.
“I’m sorry, Senora,” she said. “My brother has already gotten in trouble once. I don’t want it to happen again.” Vivian nodded.
“You care about him,” she said. “That’s perfectly understandable. Please, don’t worry. If he is anything like you, he is more than welcome to help himself, especially with how the yard looks.” Charlotte smirked.
“Yes,” she said. “He has a gift that’s for sure.” Vivian took another drink of her water as her body finally began to cool down from the sensual massage she was receiving only a few minutes ago. Javier did have a gift. The gift of making her feel like a woman yet again.
CHAPTER 5
Over the next few days, Vivian did her best to not let herself be trapped by Javier. It was quite clear to her that Javier found her attractive and would happily take advantage of her. Was it the fact that he had gone years without holding another female? That seemed impossible to her seeing as how attractive he was. Still, Javier knew he had control over her and he would stop at nothing to make her crumble.
Fortunately, Vivian had Charlotte to have her back. After she found Javier in the house, she made it a point to promptly return to the house when she went to drop the children off. For that short amount of time that she was gone, however, Vivian couldn’t help, but wonder when he would enter her home and take her just like in her dreams.
At night, Vivian was desperate to have Alex touch her. To her, if part of the attraction to Javier was his attention to her, perhaps all she needed was attention from her husband. Unfortunately, not even Vivian in her sexiest lingerie could rouse Alex. He continued to claim that his mind was on the election; where it should. Two nights before their gala, Vivian decided to try something special to excite Alex.
That night, as they prepared for bed, Vivian prepared herself as if she were going out on the town. Her hair fell straight down her shoulders. She wore a sexy red lace bra and panty set that barely contained her breasts and round ass. She had put on lipstick to help make her lips look as luscious as possible. She let her robe fall open to frame around her great breasts.
Alex was sitting in his usual spot on the bed; looking over his notes. Vivian wondered to herself when Alex became so boring that he would rather spend his nights pouring over his work. Surely, tonight could be different.
Vivian stood in the doorway of the bathroom and stared at her husband trying to look as sexy as possible. She waited; allowing Alex to feel her presence. It took a few moments, but Alex finally looked up. He smiled that smile that graced so many televisions and billboards.
“Babe,” he said. “What are you doing?” Vivian giggled as she moved over to him seductively.
“Well,” she said. “You’ve been working so hard. I think you deserve a break.” Alex sighed.
“That’s so sweet hon,” he said. “But I’m afraid I still have too-“
But he was cut short as Vivian let her robe fall to the floor. Alex was taking deeper breaths. Clearly, her outfit was having the desired effect. Vivian took advantage of his silence and began to crawl onto the bed. She kep
t her eyes on him as she swayed her hips from side to side. She felt him tense as she got closer to her husband, like an animal who had just encountered a predator. In a way, Vivian felt herself empowered. All week, she was being hunted by Javier and now was her chance to make someone else feel as weak as her.
Vivian brought herself directly over Alex’s body; bringing her face mere inches from his body. She could feel his breath starting to cool as blood filled another organ.
“Viv…” he whispered.
“Shh…” cooed Vivian. She brought of her delicate fingers to his face and ran her fingers across it. His face was so smooth; much smoother than what Javier’s was, but she did her best to not think about the young gardener. The only person who mattered in her life was Alex.
Vivian leaned in and kisses Alex deeply; forcing her tongue into mouth. Alex tried to lean away from her, but Vivian pressed on; not letting herself be dissuaded. She could already feel her pussy starting to grow wet as she hungrily kissed him. Alex attempted to speak, but Vivian merely grabbed his head and pulled him in closer.
Just as Vivian leaned in and bit his lip Alex reached up and pushed her back.
“Vivian, enough!” he said. “What the hell is the matter with you?” Vivian looked at Alex stunned. She couldn’t understand what the problem was. Alex ripped his papers from beneath her. Vivian sat down across from him.
“I don’t see what’s so wrong with relaxing for just a little bit!” she cried.
“Would you keep your voice down!” he hissed. “You’re going to wake the boys!” Vivian laughed.
“Are you really concerned about the boys hearing us?” she asked.
“What has gotten into you?” asked Alex. “We are trying to win an election here and you keep bothering me with all this… horny schoolgirl bullshit!” Vivian felt her voice catch in her throat.
“Bullshit?” she asked. “Our sex life is bullshit?” Alex rolled his eyes.
“What is the big deal?” he asked. “It’s just sex.”
Vivian couldn’t believe her ears. “Just sex?” she asked. “You think I just want sex? I want some sort of physical connection with my husband outside of him just holding my hand at some fundraiser!”
“I’m not having this conversation,” said Alex as he began to pack up his paperwork.
“Where are you going?” asked Vivian angrily.
“To the guestroom,” snorted Alex. “I’m not going to let you ruin my goodnight sleep by trying rape me.” Vivian’s heart sank at her husband’s words. How could equate her longing for him with something so vile?! Vivian sat on the bed as Alex walked out of the room leaving her alone.
Vivian sat in silence as the past few minutes played out in her head. What had she done wrong? Why was her husband so against physical contact from her? Was she no longer attractive in his eyes? Or had he finally become so consumed by the election that nothing else mattered to him? She had started to assume the worst and to her, she felt like she finally had her answer.
Warm tears started to roll down Vivian’s face as her fears began to come to fruition. In that moment, the only thing she wanted was to be held and loved. She no longer wanted to feel like a prop specially designed for winning elections. She wanted to be touched all over her body and to enjoy every moment.
Vivian wiped a few tears from her face and laid on the soft bed. Turning off the lights, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. A friend of hers took her to a yoga class a few times and a few of the things she learned seemed to stick. She was a huge fan of the deep breathing exercises as it always seemed to put her at ease. She attempted to clear her mind as she laid down and tried to calm herself.
She felt her mind start to drift, but as it did, she found her mind thinking of Javier. The young Latino must have been waiting in the shadows of her mind as she attempted to make love to her husband. She could feel him over her, his warm breathing sending shivers down her body. Her body shifted; not wanting to give in so easily. Her body, however, had a different opinion. She pushed her breasts forward, wanting to feel his body against hers, but she felt as if she could not move again.
Without warning, her breasts burst open the small bra, giving her a little pinch and causing her to bite her lip. She could not deny that she rather enjoyed the pain. To her, she felt as if Javier had ripped it open savagely, ready to claim the prize that so readily squirmed for him.
Vivian reached between her legs and ran her fingers over her mound. She imagined they were his fingers, playfully teasing and groping at her wetness. She blushed at how wet her panties had become, but knew that Javier would only relish it. With her other hand, she reached up and squeezed and massaged her breasts. A low moan escaped her lips as the feeling of any sensation in her nipples was welcome.
“Javier…” she whispered into the darkness. She could have sworn she heard his lips part to make that sexy, knowing smile. Her breathing grew heavier as she shoved her fingers into her panties and began to finger her wet pussy. She bit her lips and bucked her hips as she wished for him to just slip his cock in between her wet folds.
Vivian pinched her nipples hard, trying to imagine him biting down them. Vivian took several sharp intakes.
“Oh god….Javier!” she called out. She tried to be quiet, but part of her didn’t care. She wanted her husband to know that it was no longer his cock that she ached for, but a younger man’s cock.
Vivian could feel her orgasm quickly approaching as she massaged her clit. Her toes curled and her finger nails dug into the sheets of her bed as she quietly chanted his name as if she were sending tiny prayers to him.
Before she knew it, her orgasm was ripping right through her body and setting her skin on fire. Vivian wanted to scream out so she promptly placed her hand over mouth to muffle her screams of pleasure.
Her orgasm seemed to last for so long, but when she finally relaxed, Vivian removed her hand and allowed herself to finally catch her breath. The dark room disoriented her and made it feel as if it were spinning.
The room smelled like her sex and though she enjoyed it, she wished the smell of Javier’s musk mixed with her own sweet smell.
The next day, Vivian knew she would not see Alex until much later. Alex’s campaign manager liked to make sure they had all their bases covered before a big event and nothing was bigger than the gala the next night.
Though they were mad at each other, Vivian knew that her duty as a loyal wife to a future governor could not be ignored. She spent the day going from store to store making sure she bought the perfect dress and accessories for the next day. If she was going to be the trophy wife, she would make sure she was the best.
When she returned home, Javier was clearing the gutters of leaves; one of the many new tasks Alex added to Javier’s list of things to do. When she wasn’t having wet dreams about him, Vivian did her best to ignore Javier. In less than a week, the young man had turned her life completely upside down and was on the verge of unintentionally ruining her marriage.
Seeing him had never left her more conflicted about anything in her entire life. Vivian tried to scurry past him, but she had so many heavy bags in her hand that quickness was a bit of a struggle. Charlotte was sick with the flu, but she knew he would not trying anything. Javier glanced down at her and smiled.
“Do you need help?” he asked. Vivian was glad she had her large designer sunglasses on to mask her annoyance.
“No,” she said bluntly. “I’m fine.” Javier shrugged and went back to cleaning the gutters. Vivian rolled her eyes and kept going until she realized that she needed to grab her keys from her purse. She tried to rearrange her bags so that she could retrieve her keys, but it was to no avail. This carried on for a few moments with her growing sick and tired of looking like a fool in front of Javier.
That was when she felt his rough hands touch hers. Vivian froze as she felt him take her bags.
“I told you I was fine,” she said less than confidently. Javier nodded.
“I know,” h
e said. “But I don’t like watching a woman struggle forever.” He smiled at her and Vivian could already feel her skin becoming hot. Vivian retrieved her keys and opened the door as they both entered. Javier took in a deep breath, enjoying the coolness of the house. He set her bags down and closed his eyes.
“Any chance I can work inside next time?” he asked. Vivian shot him a strange look to which Javier put up his hands in defense. “No worries. I’m not trying to cop another feel.” Vivian blushed embarrassed by his forwardness.
“Listen,” he said. “I’m sorry about last time. I just… I thought you wanted it.” Vivian wanted to tell him yes. That his assumption was correct and that his new task was to push her against the wall and fuck her brains out. Instead,
“Well, I didn’t,” she said though in hindsight she felt like she was too harsh on the young man. “I mean… it felt good, but it was completely inappropriate.” Javier nodded.
“I agree,” he said. “Not my shining moment.” Vivian was taken off guard by how easy this was. With Alex, they would still be having their silent war, but with Javier… he made everything come so easily.
