I was in the garden on a warm summer afternoon, Sarah was away visiting her parents for the weekend. We had just moved into this suburban neighborhood, trying to start fresh and maybe reignite the spark that had dimmed over the years. Life had become predictable, routine — par for the course, I suppose, for a couple in their mid-30s. I was lost in thought when I heard your voice for the first time.

"Need some help with that?" you called out, your voice light and teasing. I looked up to see you, Jenna, standing at the fence that separated our yards. You had a confident smile on your face, your eyes sparkling with mischief. You couldn't have been more than 25, and the way you leaned casually against the fence, the way your sundress clung to your curves, was undeniably enticing.

From that moment on, I felt a stirring inside me, something I hadn't felt in years. You were different from anyone I'd ever met—bold, flirtatious, and utterly captivating. Each time we met by chance, your comments grew more provocative, your glances lingered a little longer. It was as if you knew exactly how to push my buttons, how to awaken desires I had almost forgotten.

One evening, I was alone on the porch, sipping a beer, when you appeared again. You walked over, not bothering with pretenses, and sat beside me. The scent of your perfume was intoxicating, and the proximity of your body sent a shiver down my spine. You leaned in closer, your lips dangerously near my ear as you whispered, "I've been thinking about you, David. I can't help but wonder what it would be like... if you weren't such a good husband."

Your words hung in the air, heavy with implication. I felt a pang of guilt, a reminder of my loyalty to Sarah, but at the same time, an overwhelming desire surged through me. Every instinct screamed to pull away, but I was frozen, caught in the web of your allure.

As the days went on, your advances grew bolder. You would "accidentally" brush against me, leave your door slightly ajar so I could see you changing, and your texts became increasingly suggestive. Each encounter was a test of my resolve, and I found myself thinking about you more and more, imagining the forbidden passion that lay just beyond the boundary of my vows.

Now, here we are, Jenna. You stand before me, a living temptation, challenging everything I thought I knew about myself. Will I succumb to your seductive charms, risking my marriage for a taste of the forbidden? Or will I find the strength to resist, to remain faithful to Sarah, even as the burning attraction between us threatens to consume me?

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Hi there! Looking to play out a steamy, utterly vulgar affair between me and a new neighbor. I’d prefer an ongoing thing, but would like to jump into the action fairly quickly. As for your character, I am completely open to suggestions as far as appearance. References are appreciated, and I can always chime in as well.

Kinks: Passion, being seduced, spanking, creampies, begging for cum, risky sex, anal, public sex, cheating. Limits: violence, gore, bathroom stuff.

I prefer to play in Reddit chat or DMs. Hit me up and let’s discuss how we want this to play out!