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As soon as he saw her, he knew he was in trouble. With her long luscious locks, her creamy pale skin, her curves that seemed to go on forever, he was instantly jealous of anyone who got close to her. His name was Mark, and he was married to a woman named Sarah. Sarah was gorgeous in her own way, with her short blonde hair and petite frame, but there was something about this woman that made Mark want her more than anything he had ever wanted before.

The woman’s name was Lily, and she was the new neighbor who had just moved in next door. Mark had seen her unloading boxes from her car and had offered to help, but she had politely declined, saying that she didn’t want to impose. She had smiled at him, her full lips parting to reveal a set of pearly white teeth, and Mark had felt his heart skip a beat.

Sarah had noticed the way her husband had been looking at the neighbor and had asked him about it. Mark had brushed it off, telling her that he was just being friendly. But Sarah knew better. She knew when her husband was attracted to someone else, and she could see the desire in his eyes when he looked at Lily. She didn’t know what to do. Part of her was jealous, but another part of her was intrigued. She had at all times secretly fantasized about the idea of having another woman join them in bed, but she had never acted on it.

As the weeks went on, Mark found himself spending more and more time with Lily. He helped her with her garden, offering advice on what plants to grow and how to care for them. He stopped by her house every evening after work, bringing her a bouquet of flowers or a bottle of wine. He even invited her over for dinner one night, much to Sarah’s chagrin.

During that dinner, Mark had cooked his popular lasagna, and the three of them had sat around the table, chatting and laughing over glasses of red wine. Lily had been flirting with Mark, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger and biting her lip as she looked at him. Sarah had pretended not to notice, but she could feel the tension in the air.

After dinner, Lily had offered to help with the dishes, and Mark had gratefully accepted. Sarah had watched from the living room as the two of them washed and dried the dishes together, their hands brushing against each other as they passed the plates back and forth. She could see the way Mark was looking at Lily, his eyes dark with desire, and she knew that something was about to happen.

Later that night, after Lily had left and they had gone to bed, Sarah had reached over to touch her husband, but he had pushed her away. “Not tonight,” he had whispered, his voice thick with emotion. Sarah had felt a pang of jealousy, wondering if he had been thinking of Lily instead of her.

The next day, Mark couldn’t stop thinking about Lily. He found himself getting hard every time he wondered about her, and he knew that he had to have her. He had never felt this way before, and he didn’t know how to deal with it. He decided to take a walk, hoping that fresh air and exercise would clear his mind.

As he walked, he heard someone calling his name. He turned to see Lily jogging towards him, her long legs stretching out as she ran. Her body was glistening with sweat, and Mark felt his breath catch in his throat. He couldn’t help but stare as she approached him.

“Hey there,” she said, smiling at him. “Mind if I join you?”

Mark nodded, unable to speak. Lily fell into step beside him, and they walked in silence for a few moments. Mark could smell her perfume, a heady mix of jasmine and vanilla, and he felt his groin stir. He tried to ignore it, but it was impossible.

As they walked, Lily began to talk about her life. She told Mark about how she had just moved to town, how she was single and looking to meet new people. She talked about her job as a photographer, her love of nature, and her passion for cooking. Mark listened, hanging on her every word, and he felt himself falling more and more under her spell.

Suddenly, Lily stopped and turned to face him. “Mark,” she said, her eyes dark and intense. “I have been feeling something between us lately. I know you feel it too.”

Mark felt a jolt of fear mixed with excitement. He didn’t know what to say.

“I want you, Mark,” Lily said, stepping closer to him. “I want you to take me right here, right now.”

And with that, she pulled Mark to her, her lips crashing onto his in a kiss that took his breath away. Mark kissed her back, his hands grabbing her hips as he pulled her closer. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths, and Mark felt his cock straining against his pants.

Lily pulled away from the kiss and looked at him, her eyes filled with lust. “Take me, Mark,” she said, her voice low and husky.

And with that, Mark surrendered. He took Lily’s hand and led her off the trail, towards a nearby clearing. He pushed her down onto the grass, his hands fumbling with her clothes as he pulled them off. Lily. exclaimed loudly as she felt his hands all over her body and his fingers exploring her. She begged him for more while Mark felt his ego stroked with her lustful submission.

From that moment on, Mark and Lily were inseparable. They met in secret every chance they got, sneaking around behind Sarah’s back. Mark couldn’t believe how good it felt to be with another woman, how exciting it was to have an affair, to have something that was just his, that Sarah knew nothing about.

Sarah started to notice that something was going on. Mark was spending less time with her, and more time with Lily. His phone was at all times buzzing with text messages, and when she asked him about it, he brushed her off, telling her it was just work stuff. But Sarah knew better. She felt the jealousy burning inside her, and she knew that something had to be done.

One night, while Mark was out with Lily, Sarah made a decision. She would confront Lily, tell her that she knew about the affair, and demand that it end. She dressed carefully, putting on her sexiest dress, and set out to discover Lily.

When she arrived at Lily’s house, she found the door unlocked. She walked in, calling out Lily’s name, but there was no answer. She could hear the sound of music coming from upstairs, and so she climbed the stairs, hoping to discover Lily in her bedroom.

As she reached the top of the stairs, she froze. The door to Lily’s bedroom was open, and inside she could see Lily and Mark, naked and sweating, their bodies tangled together on the bed. Sarah felt a wave of shock and disappointment wash over her as she realized the depth of her husband’s betrayal.

But then something strange happened. Instead of feeling angry or jealous, she felt a sense of arousal. Watching her husband with another woman, having sex that wasn’t with her, was incredibly arousing. She couldn’t help but watch as they writhed together, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm, their moans filling the room.

As she watched, she realized that she wanted in. She wanted to be a part of this, to experience the thrill of sharing her husband with another woman. She stepped closer to the bed, her heart pounding in her chest.

Mark and Lily stopped what they were doing when they saw Sarah, but before they could say anything, Sarah spoke. “I want to join in,” she said, her voice low and husky.

Mark looked at her, shock written on his face. But then he smiled, and Sarah knew that he was relieved, excited even. Lily looked at Sarah, a grin spreading across her face.

And with that, the three of them climbed onto the bed together, their bodies entwined in a hot and steamy threesome. Sarah and Lily kissed each other while Mark watched, stroking himself as he watched his wife and his lover explore each other’s bodies. And when it was over, when they were all spent and satisfied, Sarah looked at Mark differently. She realized that they had embarked on a new chapter of their marriage, one that involved lust, longing, and the sharing of pleasures.
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