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Melody and the Three Bulls
Chapter 3
Though Melody rushed to the pharmacy to pick up Plan B later that day, she couldn’t stop dwelling on the idea that she could have gotten pregnant from her interaction with Jason. If it happened, there would be no way to play it off as a miracle, because David hadn’t been inside of her in so long. He would know immediately, and that haunted her. She avoided her new neighbors for what was meant to be the remainder of David’s company trip. She dreaded seeing him because of what she had done, yet felt relieved he was gonna be coming home so that she had a distraction from the men next door.
That was, until she received a phone call from David the night before he was supposed to board his flight.
“David, you’ve never been gone for longer than a week,” she protested.
“I know, but we’ve hit a major bump in the road, and I need to be here to make sure that gets ironed out. I will keep you updated.”
“But… you know I’m alone in this house. Day in and day out, David.”
There was a pause, and Melody could feel tears welling up in her eyes.
“Maybe you can get out into the neighborhood more,” David finally suggested. “You could use some new friends, and you’re plenty likable, so I doubt you’ll have much trouble.”
Her eyes widened. She felt a familiar lump in the back of her throat. Her heart began to pound. “You don’t understand…” her voice quivered.
“It’s okay. Get out there, Melly,” David insisted, though his voice has turned tender. It was a tenderness Melody hadn’t heard in… gosh, how long *had* it been by now?
“Okay,” she offered with a sniffle. “I’m sorry. I’m used to you working a lot, I’m used to business trips, but I guess I’m just not used to not having you by my side at night for quite this long.”
“I know. I’m sorry I have to be away this long.”
“It’s okay.”
It wasn’t, but for now, it would have to be, because she didn’t exactly have another choice.
The next day, Melody decided to finally show her face at the pool. It seemed so ridiculous when she considered it, that she would be afraid of swimming and sunning in her own back yard just because she might see one of the men next door, so she changed into a pale pink bikini and strutted outside with her towel and sunscreen. Of course, the second she laid out her towel across a chair, she noticed Henry was out by their own pool, lounging in the shallow end. The man noticed her, as well, and gave a wave. Hesitantly, she waved back, but she was quick to turn her attention to applying her sunscreen before stepping into the pool.
She ignored the man as she splashed around before she finally swam over to her inflatable chair and pulled herself onto it. Laying back, she let herself float while she soaked in the sun, trying her best to clear her mind of any thoughts.
The same could not be said for Henry, who was stealing glances every chance, but especially once she was floating in the water. He delighted in all of her exposed skin, especially the cleavage of her large, supple breasts and her soft stomach. He eyed her long legs, even lingered on her matching baby pink painted toes.
Melody caught a glimpse of Henry coming out of the water. She tried not to stare, but it was difficult when he was similarly broadly built as his friend Jason, with thick thighs that his wet trunks clung to for dear life. God help her, but Melody could even see the outline of his cock, which was even longer than Jason’s and perhaps even thicker. She had to turn her head away, because already she could tell she was getting turned on. She missed the smirk that formed on Henry’s lips, Melody unaware that he’d caught her.
She heard the scrape of a chair but didn’t see that it was because Henry had moved it close to the border of short hedges that separated their properties. When she finally spared a look, she was shocked to see Henry peeling off his trunks and dropping them. She realized he was half hard. She speedily darted her gaze, but it had been too late.
“Like what you see?” Henry called out to her before he laughed. He settled into the chair, facing Melody, and he wrapped a hand around his shaft. “It’s okay, you don’t have to pretend.”
Melody refused to say a word. At first, she even refused to look, but damn her if curiosity didn’t succeed when she heard a throaty moan from the other side. On full display for her, Henry was slowly pumping himself, his cock swelling to full thickness right before her eyes. This was insane, she wondered, and quickly shuffled off of the floatie and pulled herself out of the pool. She rushed to grab her towel, wrapping it around herself before she proceeded toward the sliding screen door that led back into the house.
Henry watched the display and called out to her. “Hey, come on! What are you so afraid of?”
Melody stopped in her tracks. She wasn’t sure what about his taunt bothered her so much, but in spite of her attempt to withstand, she was too angry and flustered. Whipping around, she marched toward the short hedges, her blue eyes piercing into Henry.
“I’m a married woman! What do you think I’m afraid of?”
Henry paused and studied Melody without a retort at first. It almost looked like he wanted to speak up, but he stopped himself, and the housewife took that silence as her next opportunity.
“I don’t know what kind of little game you and your buddy Jason think you’re playing, but I don’t appreciate it.”
At that, Henry scoffed. “You don’t appreciate someone finally showing you the attention you deserve?”
Melody was taken aback and stuttered but the other man interjected.
“You don’t appreciate the admiration? The touches? The feeling of hard cock filling you? The orgasms?” Henry stepped closer to the hedges and extended a hand to her. “You’re a neglected housewife, and you deserve better. Just let us give that to you.”
Melody should have still been furious. She should have been appalled. Disgusted. Offended. Yet she felt desire. This was another beautiful younger man coming onto her, making her feel wanted and sexy, hard and ready for her. Was there really something wrong with her that she wanted to take him up on the offer?
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She had needs, and David wasn’t fulfilling them.
Melody reached out, and Henry took her hand and helped her over the hedges. Without a word, she dropped her towel around her feet, and Henry pulled her close to him. A soft moan fell from her lips as she felt his erection press against her, but that sound was swallowed up by a heated kiss. The other man reached for the string of her bikini top and loosened it. As the top joined her towel, Melody reached down to wrap her hand around his cock and stroke him. Henry moaned into the kiss this time and cupped one of her breasts, squeezing it in his hand.
The housewife broke the kiss to look around their surroundings, fearful there might be prying eyes, but Henry took her by the chin and held her gaze. “No one is around to see us,” he assured her.
She wasn’t so certain, but she didn’t protest. Instead, she followed as he led them back to his chair, where he settled himself again and beckoned her. She straddled his lap, held onto his shoulders, and Henry slipped aside her bikini bottoms before he lowered her onto his cock. Melody bit her lip as she tried to keep quiet, but she could not fight a whine as she felt her pussy being stretched and filled with nearly ten inches of muscle. It was intense, yet that intensity and sensation of being stretched drove her wild, and she began to ride Henry’s cock.
Melody’s tits bounced as she rode the other man, and soon enough, his head was buried in them, licking and kissing until he found one of her nipples. He drew the nipple into his mouth and sucked, urging Melody to ride him even faster. She panted, uncertain of how much longer she could take not making any noise. She wasn’t sure how the thought struck her, but she found one of Henry’s hands and led his pointer and middle fingers into her mouth. She sucked them down and moaned around the digits, the sound muffled and enabling her to keep up her noises.
“Oh, shit, baby,” Henry panted against her nipple, “What a dirty girl you are.”
His hips bucked into her, fucking her harder, which produced a quieted scream from Melody as she met each thrust enthusiastically. Eventually, she felt that knot in her belly and knew she could only hold on for so long. Henry was relentless, the head of his cock massaging along her g-spot with every thrust and his tongue teasing her breasts. Her pussy tightened around him, her juices creaming around his shaft as she continued to moan and cry around his fingers.
Then, her hips went flush against Henry’s as her orgasm ripped through her, sending her grinding on his cock as she wailed. And as she ground, she felt that thick muscle pulse inside of her, followed by sticky heat filling her cunt as Henry grunted through his own orgasm.
“You are too fucking good,” Henry huffed when he finally relaxed into the chair, but already, Melody was realizing that she made the same mistake as she did with Jason.
“Oh my God, not again,” she said as she pulled the man’s fingers from her mouth. Saliva strung from her lips to his fingers, but she barely noticed. She was on the verge of tears. How could she be so stupid? “No, no, no, no…”
“What? It’s okay,” Henry shushed and moved to rub her shoulders.
Melody pushed his hands away. “No, it’s not! How could I let this happen again?”
Henry laughed as she shook his head. “It’s not a big deal.”
“You don’t understand, I’m not on the pill!”
“Feels to me like this is exactly what your body wants.”
Melody’s cheeks burned hot with shame. What could Henry possibly know about what her body wanted? But instead of being angry this time, when Melody lifted herself off of his cock, she sat on knee instead, and tears spilled over onto her cheeks. The younger man reached up to wipe them away for her.
“I’ve spent my entire marriage trying to get pregnant, but David… it’s not impossible, but…” she admitted, unsure of why she was saying this to Henry at all. She never talked about their struggles with having children with anyone outside of her marriage.
“Listen, there’s not even a guarantee anything is gonna happen from this,” Henry reasoned. “But maybe you two could use some extra help. And maybe, you just make David give you some attention when he is home so that if it does happen, all you have to do is pretend. Hm?”
She couldn’t believe what she was hearing, but damn if the gears in her head weren’t turning.
“I… couldn’t do that to David.” She sounded unsure of herself, and Henry could tell.
“Couldn’t do what? Give him a family?” Henry tilted her head to look at him again. “Doesn’t he want that, too?”
Melody nodded as she considered what he was saying.
“Sounds like a way to make everybody happy.”
She gave another nod before he looked back toward her house. Her head was swimming and she needed some time to sort out her thoughts. “I should get going.”
Henry playfully smacked her ass. “Sure thing.”
This time, as she gathered her bikini and towel, she saw the smirk plastered on Henry’s face. He was so satisfied with himself as he watched her retreat back to her own property and into the house. Melody, meanwhile, was so confused and needed to lay in bed.