"S-Sir!?" The curvy woman who had just come out of the bathroom was startled when she saw Dustin Moses in her room. He was shirtless.
Her heart pounding saw his bare chest. He looks so manly even though he doesn't have six-pack abs. But she felt annoyed when she saw the black rose tattoo on his chest.
"How about your wife, sir?" She slowly walked toward him with a seductive smile framing her face.
Dustin felt his members starting to erect just looking at Emily's body.
"Emily, I miss you. I can't wait any longer to touch you." He pulled her into his embrace as his hand quickly removed her nightgown. He threw it on the floor.
"Did you have a hard day today?" He whispers in her ear.
"S-Sir! Wait..." Emily pushes Dustin slightly, but Dustin still holds her slender waist firmly.
"How about your wife? Is she asleep?" Emily continues her words.
Dustin's burning eyes slightly changed when he heard Emily mention his wife again. He lazily replied, "As usual, that old woman slumps like death the moment her head touches the pillow..." He sneered.
Dustin started caressing Emily's back without wanting to talk about his wife.
"Only you who can make me feel pleasure, my dear Emily..." He said as he started to kiss her cheek.
"Hmmm, sir..." A moan escapes from Emily's mouth as Dustin starts to touch her breast.
"Emily, my dear, can you stop calling me sir if we are in this room? I'm your man. Just call me as usual, Dustin! Can you?" Dustin whispers in Emily's ear.
Emily's giggled could make Dustin even more excited to touch her.
"Dustin! I miss you too..." Emily's face was blushing when they lay on the soft bed. Their bodies press against each other. "Your son is adorable today. He is starting to like me..."
Dustin's mind did not focus on what Emily said. He was too busy touching her body and starting to ride on her. He looked at her eyes, bringing his face closer to her blushing face.
"Emily, can we not talk about other things and just enjoy this?" He buries his head into her neck and showers her nape with a kiss.
A soft moan escapes from Emily's mouth a few times when she feels her whole body shudder the moment Dustin starts to lick her nape. Her body twisted as his hand caressed her breasts and massaged them gently.
"D-Dustin... please don't stop." She pleaded when Dustin stopped to massage her erect nipple.
"Do you like it, Emily?" His hoarse voice could make Emily feel like in heaven.
"Y-Yes, Dustin, I really like it. Please don't stop…." She shyly asks. Dustin grants her wish. "Ooh, Dustin…" Emily moans.
Dustin licked and sucked her tit while his hand started to go down. He gently caresses her soft inner thighs. He raised his hand slightly up and touched her wet core.
When he feels Emily's initiative holds his member, he feels pleasure. He really wants to enter her now. Still, he waits until Emily is satisfied with his finger f*ck.
"Ooh, Dustin…please make it faster! I'm coming now!" Emily can feel her blood flowing all over her body. Her senses tense up. Her toe curled when she reached her climax.
"Are you satisfied?"
Emily blushed, hearing his question. She nods.
"Do you want another round?"
She nods again.
Dustin looked at her eyes while chuckling. This girl is indeed different from his wife. His wife is inactive when they make love, and after their first session, she falls asleep immediately.
"Dustin…. y-you erect now. You can enter me now. I want your little brother inside me..." Emily smiles when Dustin spreads her legs wide.
Their eye contact makes her heart start to beat faster. She cried in bliss when she felt Dustin's stiff member enter her. She can't help but moan every time Dustin moves up and down.
While the two people are having sex in the room.
Rose Wilson is standing right before her Nanny son's bedroom.
Her body turned frosty when she arrived in front of the room and heard the sultry chatter inside.
Her heart ached as if someone had just sliced her heart and sprinkled salt on it when she heard the voices of the babysitter and her husband moaning in pleasure.
"Dustin! That bastard is having an affair with Emily!?" Rose muttered as her hands clenched into fists.
Without realizing it, her hand spontaneously grabbed the doorknob to open the door. She wanted to hit them both. But before she does that, her hand stops.
"God! Please guide me. What should I do now? Should I bump inside and hit them!? Or pretend I don't know anything and continue this marriage?" Anger and sadness mixed into one made her brain stop working.
After a few seconds in a daze, her mind began to think clearly. She decides to confront her bastard husband.
How could they cheat in front of her?
Are they fucking every day in her house?
She will not allow that to happen again. She will make sure this lowly slut Emily out of her house. Then she will divorce Dustin.
She took a deep sigh several times before she opened the door. Her eyes widened in shock, looking at her husband on top of that bitch Emily.
Her blood rushed to her head. She marched to them and threw a box at them.
"What the hell are you guys doing!!" Rose cried while looking straight into Dustin's panicked eyes. "Dustin, are you crazy? You fuck with your son, nanny? How low and immoral can you be?"
It was the first time Rose had spoken this loudly and rudely to Dustin. Her eyes narrowed looking at him, descended from Emily's body.
"YOU! What are you doing here?" Dustin calmly said while using his pants. His mind feels spinning, caught in action.
"What do you mean? Shouldn't you be the one explaining what this all means? Are you having an affair with this bitch?" Rose's voice was shrill and slightly trembling. Her emotions seemed to be at the top of her head. Nearly exploded.
"YES! So what? I will divorce you and marry my girl, Emily. Only my Emily can make me satisfied in bed. Get OUT!" Dustin pointed at the door.
Looking at Dustin's angry glare, Rose feels like her world has collapsed. This is the first time she sees him in this state.
How could she be wrong now?
How could her husband have the heart to treat her like this?
With the remaining strength and pride, Rose clenched her fists and approached Dustin. She threw her mighty fist at his face.
She wanted to punch him and wake him from his crazy mind. Maybe this bitch Emily already spelled him. That's why her husband looks like he lost his way, like a stupid person.
But instead, her punch touched Dustin's face... Rose felt her body flying. Her head hit the sturdy wall, followed by the smell of blood that suddenly wafted in the room.
Rose slumped hard to the cold floor and lay motionless. She couldn't move her body. She could only see her husband's feet stepping close.
Her heart hurt like hundreds of sharp nails stubbing her.
Before she closed her eyes, she vowed, "I wish… I could go back in time and make another decision. Dustin! I hate you! Even if I die, I will curse your life… you will live miserably!"
Slowly her eyelids closed.
She hears nothing.
Only darkness swallows her.