The Affair -part 1-

Christina sat alone in her room, thinking about what she had just done and what would come after. She did the unthinkable and had a night of passion with her husbands best friend, Alan. She recalled the events leading up to the encounter.

It all began with a simple visit to the Joseph household while Joaquin was out training with Ophelia. Alan had come over looking for his friend, not knowing he was gone, and came across his wife, Christina, whom he lovingly called Chrissy. It was a cute nickname that only Joaquin was allowed to call her.

She invited in the half demon and suggested he wait for Joaquin to be finished. Alan, of course, wondered what Christina would be doing to which she responded "work." Such a broad term, but the truth was, she'd rather be anywhere else but in the same room as Alan. See, anytime Alan would come over and it was just her, he'd flirt with her playfully. Sure, it was a joke all things considered, but the way Alan looked at her and his body language suggested he was serious about his advances. She decided to not take any chances and invent excuses to not be in the same room.

Alan was onto her game and only played along for the moment. He knew at any moment, he could have her. That attitude alone was enough to make Christina roll her eyes, but he saw a glimmer in her eye anytime he made moves on her. He'd even go as far as making moves on her while in Joaquin's presence, but would always get shot down. Joaquin didn't seem to care much. He loved and trusted Christina with all his heart and knew she wouldn't run astray with anybody, much less his own friend. Still, he allowed Alan to be playful since, in his mind, Alan was being just that.

Christina handed Alan the remote to one of Joaquin's gaming consoles and promptly left the room, heading back into the other room. As the door closed, she heard the startup noise for the game and proceeded to sit back down and gather her thoughts before returning to her work. Being a club owner meant that she had to do plenty of paperwork from time to time and check in with the many clubs she owned in the city. Before long, she'd forgotten Alan was even in the house.

In the living room, as Alan played the game, he had thoughts of Christina to himself. Despite his brashness, he was well behaved and not bad looking. His hair was spiked up naturally and his ears came to a point while his red eyes, while dull, would glow magnificently under the right circumstances. Being a half demon had it's advantages. His physique was one to be admired. Without thinking, Alan paused the game and got up from the seat to go look for Christina. 

In her office, Christina luxuriated with a well deserved glass of wine. She heard footsteps and remembered that Alan was still around and immediately felt a little bad despite him knowing his way around the house. He knocked at her door and she welcomed him in happily, leaving the door open behind them. Once again, Alan "jokingly" put the moves on Chrissy, waiting for her usual roll of the eyes while he had a big, stupid grin on his face, but this time he was met with a sigh as she sat back down in her chair. 

Awkwardly standing there, Alan apologized and backed away, heading towards the door until Christina apologized. The frustration of not having Joaquin please her like her normally did was rearing it's ugly head. It wasn't that Joaquin was a bad lover, he was just far too busy training his ass off and then going to wrestle every night. When he wasn't doing that, he was busy doing media and giving interviews to local stations interested in his brand. He had little to no time for a home life, but he still was completely in love with Christina and consistently made it a big deal anytime they did have a good fuck session. Still, it was never enough for her, but she hadn't the heart to let Joaquin know. Sure, it was her own fault, but she loved him back and didn't want him putting her before his career.

In the midst of her apology, she had unknowingly been checking Alan out, a fact that he took notice of and began playing it up for her by standing in a very relaxed manner, showing off his shape to her, bulging his muscle a bit as he bit his lip ever so softly. When she snapped out of it, she realized what she was looking at. Alan's bulge formed nicely in his pants. It was hard enough that she could see the shape of the head and a blush came to her face. She turned away in embarrassment and instructed Alan to leave the room, but he didn't listen.

Instead, he walked right up to her and stroked a lock of her black hair gently. "It's ok, Chrissy, he won't have to know.."

Her eyes widened at the nickname. She looked up at him and the moment her eyes locked with his, her body gave out and heated up as if all this passion that laid dormant for weeks exploded out of her and she put her hands on his chest and kissed his belly through his shirt. She didn't care who she was or who she was with. All she knew was that she needed some relief and there was a hot, hard man in front of her who clearly wanted her. All systems were go as Alan pulled down his pants, letting his cock spring loose from the fabric as it stared at Christina's lips. 

She immediately grabbed at the shaft and stroked it ever so gently as she stared up at Alan seductively. "You'd better not tell...  or we'll both be in some deep shit.." she muttered before taking the head of his cock between her plump lips, coating the member in her saliva. Her head bobbed up and down, trailing spittle all over him, making her lips shine in the light. A deep blush formed on her head as Alan grabbed her hair and bunched it into a ponytail, pushing and pulling her head on and off his cock. 

The taste was amazing and she couldn't get enough. Her eyes shut and while normally she'd picture Joaquin, it wasn't him this time around. She was willingly blowing her husband's best friend and it wasn't really sinking in. "Open your eyes babe...I want something to remember this by..." spoke Alan as Chrissy's eyes opened to see Alan holding his phone. She heard the shutter click and as if on cue, he spurted his cum into her mouth, coating her tongue. She pulled off the cock and showed Alan her dirty work before swallowing it whole.

Alan was super excited as he loved seeing women swallow his load and he was shocked she knew that. As soon as the afterglow wore off, however, Alan began to panic and apologized profusely before leaving the house, making sure to take his phone with him while Christina was left dumbfounded.

Alone she sat, wondering if she should tell Joaquin, but there was another voice in her head that was wondering when Alan was going to bumrush the house next. The next time, she'd have to go all the way.