Before he could finish Alicia cut him off, stretching across the table and placing her hand on Declan’s forearm.
“It’s just so solid! What’s your secret? Push-ups?”
“Yeah well we have to do a lot of those in our training but really the number one exercise for any man is the bench press. That’s how to build real muscle. Last week I broke my own record. Two hundred and fifty pounds I managed.”
“Wow! Did you hear that honey? Two hundred and fifty pounds. That’s about twice your weight isn’t it?”
For the third time the two flirts shared a laugh at the expense of the humiliated Jack who decided to get away from this scene by standing up and collecting the three bowls after they had all finished their starter.
“Quite a little housewife you’ve got yourself!”
Declan smiled up at Jack as he cleared away his bowl before dropping them into the sink and walking to the oven to finish the preparations on the dinner. He looked back over towards the table and noticed how Alicia had moved her chair down the side of the table. She was now sitting almost at the corner, perched on top of Declan, making his blood boil. He felt his breath shorten again as he tried to regain his composure and not give her the satisfaction of letting her know that what she was doing was really getting on his nerves.
By the time they had finished up the last of their dinner, Alicia was almost on top of Declan. Jack could clearly see her leg rubbing up against the material of his jeans as he remained completely isolated from the conversation that they were engrossed in.
“If you have any free time at all tomorrow maybe you could come over and cut the grass at the front of the house for me? Jack has a long day at work tomorrow and with his condition I he doesn’t really have the power to cope with it anymore. I could really use a fit and healthy man around here every so often if you wouldn’t mind. I’m sure we could find some way to pay you back.”
Jack felt the anger rise up inside him again as Alicia made this pathetic excuse to bring the hot stud over again. The grass had always been tended to by Alicia’s nephew who lived on the next block over. Now the thought of Declan coming over to his house with his wife while he slaved away by a computer in the city made him want to stand up and scream at her. But of course, being the reserved character that he was, Jack merely sat there and played with his foot, staring deeply at his plate so he wouldn’t have to eye up the disrespectful flirting that was taking place under his own roof.
“That’s no problem at all my dear neighbor. I can call around in the morning time, maybe at about 10am or so? And we don’t need to worry about paying me back. After this dinner I can only imagine what kind of lunch you might have in store for me”
Declan’s eyes twinkled as he shot a sly grin down the table, making eye contact with Jack for less than two seconds before the weak husband averted his gaze and stirred his coffee for what must have been the twentieth time.
***
Jack finished his toast before uncorking his container and popping two more pink pills before climbing into his car and pointing it in the direction of the city. The clock in his car had barely moved past 6:30am and there were no signs of life from any of the other houses in Ashton Street. That was until he looked in his rear view mirror.
Standing on his front lawn, chopping logs in half was Declan. The sun was only up less than an hour but already it was turning into one of those horrendously warm days with hardly a breathe of air to be caught. Declan was shirtless, wearing what looked like the same jeans as he had on the previous night. He held a large rusty axe which must have been extremely heavy as Jack noticed how every muscle in his upper body rippled as he brought it up over his head and smashed it powerfully into the heart of one of the logs, splitting it clean in two with just that one blow.
Jack had stopped his car in the middle of the street as he stared at the hulk of a man through his mirror. After thirty seconds of staring, Declan looked up from his work and flashed a grin and a wave at Jack before Jack pulled out and turned left out of Ashton Street.
***
At 9:30am Alicia swung her legs from the bed and threw on her laced dressing gown. The house was already hot after Jack had decided not to turn the air conditioning on so that he wouldn’t wake his beautiful wife. Alicia walked down the hall way and finally felt the relieving coldness of the tiles of her kitchen against the soles of her bare feet. She flicked a switch that caused the air conditioning to power into action before spilling out the half pot of coffee that had gone cold since Jack had left this morning.
She walked out to her front door and opened it, breathing in the warm air as she collected the newspaper that lay at the bottom of her porch. She glanced over at Declan’s house where there was no sign of activity.
She sat down in the arm chair that Jack had sunk into the previous night and began reading her paper, excited for what might lie ahead that day. She had hardly been able to sleep a wink that night as all she could think about was the dusty haired stud from next door. After a few minutes she folded her paper in half and let it rest on her lap. She closed her eyes tight and began to visualize him again. She pictured him in his army uniform, he huge frame still evident behind the baggy attire. As she sat there, she began mentally undressing him, picturing what his skin looked like as she removed each layer of clothes from his body in her head. She worked from the top up, first revealing his glistening upper body in her head. She pictured his broad shoulders and bulging chest muscle, running right down to his defined abdominal muscles, the very picture that her husband had seen that morning. In her mind she began to unbutton his belt and loosen his restricting pants. She wondered what his throbbing member would be like, visualizing in her head a cock that was in keeping with his body, strong and oversized.
Bang, bang bang.
Just as he was about to step out of his pants in her mind’s eyes, Alicia was jolted back to reality by a banging coming from her front door. She looked up at the clock that was perched on the window sill of her kitchen. 10am. She had been day dreaming for twenty minutes. But there was no need to day dream any longer.
“Howdy, I’m all yours, where should I start?”
Standing before her, just as Jack had seen him early, was the topless Declan. For the first time since she had met him, Alicia found herself struggling to form her words.
“Oh, sorry about my appearance. I had some work to do this morning and it’s just so darn hot out here today. I hope you don’t mind.”
Finally, Alicia regained her composure.
“Oh my, no not at all. Let me show you where everything is.”
She stepped outside, still in her flimsy silk robe as she brushed in front of Declan and led him around the side of the house. From behind Declan enjoyed a glorious view of her silky smooth legs running all the way up to her toned, plump ass. Here was a woman with more meat on her than her husband had he thought. After years away with the army and no intimate contact with anyone, Declan imagined what it would be like to pump her ass with his throbbing member.
Declan had been forced to join the army as an out of control twenty one year old after an alcohol induced night club brawl was caught on camera with his face clearly in the middle of it. It brought to an end a glorious spell in his life of drinking, clubbing and picking up women and bringing them back to sleazy motels. Since then he had been living a completely different sort of life. He was a disciplined yet highly frustrated man who longed for just one day of sexual release.
Alicia slapped her hands down on her silk gown as a gentle breeze threatened to blow it up over her hips. She led Declan into the large, open back garden of their house where there was a small, red, wooden shed. She flicked back the bolt and opened it, allowing Declan to poke his head inside as he brushed past her.
“Everything you need should be in there. There’s a lawnmower, some bits and pieces for the hedges and flower beds, whatever you need really. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you doing this for me, it’s just I’m not stron
g enough to lug that heavy thing around by myself.”
“I’m more than happy to help my love, it can’t be easy for you with your husband away for such long hours. He must be awful tired when he gets home. I don’t know how you do it really. I know if I was married I’d need someone who is 100% devoted to me.”
Declan reached in and touched Alicia tenderly on the elbow as he stared into her eyes. They allowed a long moment of silence to drift between them as Alicia felt a burning desire build up inside her, only matched by that of Declan’s.
“How rude of me. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. I’m sure Jack is a great man.”
Alicia allowed herself a long drawn out sigh as she maintained her contact with Declan’s crisp, blue eyes.
“He can be, but lately it’s just like he’s not trying anymore. He’s so sweet but sometime I just want a..”
Alicia heard the phone ring inside and cut her conversation short as she turned away from Declan’s smooth touch and began walking briskly back into the house.
“Sorry Declan, I better get that. Everything you need should be in there, if there’s anything missing just come in and call me. And don’t forget to just come inside for a drink or something to eat whenever you need something. I’ll be around here all day.”
Alicia ran back into the house but the phone rang out just before she reached it. She walked down her hallway once more and made her way into the bathroom where she proceeded to draw herself a warm bath so that she could relax for a while. Declan began his work outside, thinking about all the things he would love to do to Jack’s wife. If only she was available.
***
Alicia curled her toes just above the surface of the warm water as she relaxed back and continued reading from one of her erotic books. This was her only means of relief. She would lock herself in the bathroom and soak while she read page after page of what she wished her husband, or any man for that matter, would do to her. As the weeks had passed, Alicia began to question herself. At only twenty six years old she began to question if her best days were behind her. Her husband, who had been so loving and romantic when they were dating, had not touched her intimately in weeks.
For the third time since she had stepped into the bath, the phone rang and rang out. She closed her eyes and slid deeper into the bath, leaving her book to one side. She imagined Declan outside, shirtless and glistening with sweat as she slid a stray hand down below the surface of the water and began probing around between her legs, pleasuring herself as she had been forced to do for weeks on end. She craned her neck back against the tub and arched her back as she probed two fingers against her clit, allowing herself to buck and the water to wade from side to side with her movements as she imagined Declan taking her in ways she had only read about in her books.
She snapped back to her senses as the phone rang for the fifth time that day, the fourth since she began enjoying her bath. She stepped out, leaving the tub full as she wrapped the silk gown around her dripping body and unlocked herself from the bathroom.
She left wet prints from the soles of her feet down the length of the hall as she burst through the door of her kitchen, enraged that there was something so vitally important that it had to be discussed during her time of relaxation. But as she entered the kitchen she stopped immediately in her tracks, her wet feet sliding across the tiled floor in shock.
***
“Sorry for frightening you. I knocked first but you must have been busy somewhere so I just let myself in and helped myself. I hope you don’t mind.”
Declan was sitting in the arm chair of the kitchen, helping himself to an apple and a large glass of cold water as Alicia had burst in. Warm water from the bath continued to drip from her legs to the tiled surface as she stared at Declan’s equally wet body. He had changed out of his jeans that Alicia had seen him in earlier and was now wearing a skimpy pair of black shorts leaving the majority of his godly body exposed.
The waistband of his red underwear was clearly visible above the elastic of his black shorts. He crossed his legs as he sat, revealing powerful, bulging hamstrings to match his equally string quad muscles.
“Not at all Declan. Make yourself at home, what’s yours is mine and what’s mine is yours and all that. I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize you were here, I was just relaxing in a nice bath and the phone rang again. I figured it must have been important because that’s the fifth time today that I’ve missed it.”
“Not to worry, I just wanted something to cool me down. It must be over a hundred degrees out there today. Summer is really kickin’ in”
“Oh you can say that again, I love these hot days though.”
Alicia walked over to the fridge and opened it, bending low from her hips in order to open the vegetable crisper section right at the bottom. Declan admired her plump ass again as she buried her head in and rummaged through the various items that were stored there.
She leaned in deeper still, knowingly antagonizing Declan as she shook her ass in the air. Her hands clamped around the two bottles of ice cold water that she had been looking for in the beginning but she continued her rummaging regardless, sensing Declan’s eyes on her back.
Eventually she pulled both of them out and walked around the marble island in the center of the kitchen before handing him his fix.
“Here you are, try this. That filtered water from the tap is only good when it’s ice cold.”
Declan took the cold bottle as Alicia turned back and leaned against the marble countertop. She placed the bottle against her neck and started rolling it down around her breast, enjoying the cooling sensation.
“You look so hot.” Declan blurted out.
Alicia looked up at him with wide eyes as she took in what he had just said.
“Excuse me?”
“I said ‘you look so hot.’ Let me see if I can help you out.”
Declan stood up and walked towards her, placing his own bottle against his thick chest and rolling it all the way down his stomach until it rubbed against his shorts.
“You’re only making me hotter.” Alicia piped up as she stood with her jaw open as the beads of water rolled between Declan’s sculpted ab muscles.
“And it’s only going to get hotter and hotter in here.” Jason winked as he pressed his bottle inside Alicia’s rob and started rolling it between her large breasts.
***
Alicia’s knees were planted to the cold, tiled floor as Declan forced her face into his skimpy shorts. She felt his throbbing member against her cheek as Declan began to grind against her. He allowed his hands to fall down over her shoulders and in one crisp motion he ripped the silk gown from her body, leaving her completely naked and exposed in front of the hot stud.
She gripped the back of his legs as she pushed her face in even further, cupping his growing bulge between her lips and sucking in through his shorts. She felt her body tingle as she was finally been taken in the way she had longed to be for months. Rough and uncompromising.
Declan pushed her head back and hooked his thumbs under the elastic of his shorts, dropping them effortlessly, revealing a tight pair of red boxer briefs that left little to the imagination. Alicia’s eyes bulged just like his cock did as she stared at the caged monster, begging for release.
“Make me hard baby, then he’s all yours.”
“You mean that’s not hard already??” Alicia gasped in amazement as the head of Declan’s cock sprang out from underneath the elasticated waist band.
“Not by a long shot baby. We’ve got a lot more to come down there.”
With that, Declan gripped her by the hair again and pushed her head back in against his bulge. Alicia’s toes curled behind her as she enjoyed being taken by this hulk of a man. Already his cock had grown to twice the size of her husband’s and apparently he wasn’t done yet. She wrapped her lips around the outline of the bulge and sucked hard, tasting the salty pre-cum that was being lathered on his boxer briefs.
“Wow you’re good at t
hat!” Declan sighed as he arched his neck up to the ceiling as a result of the sensations flowing through him. Alicia continued to suck and lap her tongue expertly against his cock before pulling away for a moment’s respite.
“Most of the time Jack doesn’t have the energy to fuck me so this is the best we can do. I’ve been waiting for a man like you to come along for quite some time now you know!”
“Oh really, I never would have guessed.” Declan replied sarcastically, just as Alicia grabbed his boxer briefs and ripped them down to the floor. His cock immediately sprang forwards from its prison, hitting Alicia on the cheek as it was released from its prison by a woman for the first time in years.
Alicia wasted little time in engulfing it once again as Declan almost collapsed to the tiles in pleasure. She continued to suck as his member, opening her throat as it slid way down, dissecting her tonsils. She had never come across a cock of this size before as she gagged and slurped, attempting to take him all the way into her mouth.
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