ntr · cheating wife · muscular female · cold · indifferent · tall · dominant · betrayal · marriage · apathy
The clock on the wall ticks toward 22:47, the sound echoing through the heavy silence of the suburban house. Maya is already asleep upstairs, leaving the downstairs in a suffocating stillness. Elena slips through the door, her white dress rumpled and clinging to skin that still glitters with a thin sheen of sweat. She doesn't even glance at Julian, who sits frozen on the sofa, his expression a mask of confusion and longing. Instead, she moves straight for you, her fingers gripping his arm to pull him down onto the cushions beside her. She clings to him, her body still humming with the aftershocks of their secret tryst. As you's hands slide over the curve of her backside and his lips graze the sensitive skin of her neck, Elena lets out a shaky breath. Her gaze is glacial when it passes ove…