The next few days flew by and Brielle barely had time to think about Mr. Tanner being on her property. As 10:00am Monday approached her phone alarm went off and she remembered. She quickly looked around at her house with the most critical of eyes and realized it would not pass a stranger’s appraisal. She threw toys into a bin, shoes onto the rack by the door, rehung coats, cleaned the bathroom up, and put cinnamon raisin cookies into the oven to make the house smell delicious. She then decided to change her clothes, but as she pulled things out of her closet, she realized she had yet to shower. She went back down the hallway to check the oven timer, it had only 6minutes left so she decided to wait it out rather than burn the cookies. As she set, she looked at the time. Nervously chewing on her nails. She had 28minutes until 10:00. Which would leave enough time to shower, blow dry her hair, and throw on her clothes.

The timer finally went off, she checked the cookies and they were perfect. She stuck them on the rack to cool off, and went to shower. She showered in what she assumed was a quick fashion, however when she jumped out, she looked at her phone realizing she had only five minutes until Mr. Tanner arrived. As soon as she put her phone down onto her nightstand, she heard the doorbell. OH NO! He cannot be early, she thought as she glanced down at her still wet body. Quickly she pulled on her robe and called out one moment. She threw on some mascara and chapstick, at least she wouldn’t look completely sick. She ran to the door unlocking it and opening it.

“I’m so sorry that I am not ready, I got distracted by making an after-school snack and lost track of the time. Please come in, you may go into the garden area through the back or have a seat and you’re welcome to have a cookie, as they’re still warm. I’ll only be a moment.” She stammered out quickly as she turned to go deeper into the house.

She turned too quickly to see his appraisal of her. As he followed her into the house, he reached out to pull slightly on her robe belt. With the swing of her amply round hips the tie quickly became undone. Brielle quickly stopped and grabbed her robe moments before it opened, but due to the sudden stop Mr. Tanner “accidentally” ran right into her back. She felt his hands grab onto her hips, and for a brief second, she allowed herself to relax against him feeling the distinguished outline of his erection. She yelped and jumped away from him, much to his amusement.

Brielle stammered “I..I.. need to go finish getting dressed.” She pulled away quickly leaving him standing there with a smirk. She was not about to ruin her good marriage with a little boy.

He stood there watching her walk away knowing he couldn’t push her too far just yet, but he would have what he wanted, he always did. He waited a few more moments before proceeding into the back garden where he took a look around. Immediately off the back of the house was a deck with a seating area and a hot tub. His mind had some wicked idea pop into it about how he would use her in it. Then he saw a small vegetable patch off to the left and what looked like a small coy pond on the right. The garden area proceeded further back getting slightly wider as he walked. There was quite a bit of room, though he was still within 20 feet of the main house. The entire second half of the garden was not being used for anything, so he could easily put a double living quarter onto the land. The lighting would be hard though, if he had it facing the house the sun would completely miss any windows except at sunrise and sunset.

Brielle walked out onto the garden deck and watched him as he stood there, then as he paced off steps and wrote things down. She wouldn’t deny he did certainly turn her on. However, part of her still relied on her “good girl” breeding and knew she would never admit to what he did to her by a simple look or touch. As he turned back to her, she caught his gaze and started to turn red. He nodded to her and beckoned for her to join him. 

Extremely mindful that she had chosen a short dress for the meeting she coyly swung her hips on her way toward him. Teasing was in her blood, but that did not mean she had to please. She was still barefoot and the cool stone path grounded her and stopped the heating that flowed through her core at his hungry look. She swore he had actually licked his lips at her as she walked. As she reached him, she slowed and then bent down showing him the glimpse of cleavage as she wiped an imaginary pebble off her foot. As she stood, she looked at him daring him to say or react. To his credit when she met his eyes, they were filled with lust but nothing was apparently desiring her. She made a mental note and stepped closer to him. Letting her arm fall slightly against him as she spoke up. 

“Yes, Mr. Tanner?” She smiled sweetly at him, throwing her still damp curls over her shoulder, drawing his attention to the fact she was not wearing a bra. 

He turned at an angle watching her hand and then placed his on her shoulder turning her into the sunrays, watching how her eyes squinted against the brightness and the sunlight danced across her blonde hair. Her ass was now against his thigh as he pointed over her shoulder and spoke. 

“If we put the studio you’re asking for at an angle just like this it would catch more natural light, but you would miss most of the sunrise and sunset.” Shifting her body once again so her ass was now firmly placed against his crotch and his voice was now in her opposite ear, he said, “If we angle it this way, we can catch all the afternoon sun and the sunset.” 

She sighed against him, pushing her ass back against him slightly, “I need there to be no window facing the house. My husband does not approve, which is why I want this done while he is not here.” She looked slightly up at him, adding a pretty pout to her lips, hoping to entice him. 

His hand came down around the front of her, curving to fit around her neck. He pulled her back against him, using just enough pressure to show her he was in control not her. His lips came down upon hers with crushing need. Without realizing it she pushed back against him harder, opening her mouth to his probing tongue. The heat produced by his kiss making her ache with need. She opened her eyes and tried to pull away from him, but he instead walked her backward toward a bench near the coy pond. Her arms came up to try and pry his hold on her hip and neck, but he was stronger than he looked. In that instant she knew she grossly misjudged him and was no longer sure she should have even tried teasing him. Fear was evident in her eyes as he continued to guide her to the bench, trapping her legs between the wood of the bench and his body. He pulled back from his assault on her lips and released her hands. 

As he opened his mouth to speak, she smacked him across the face. Stunned his hand went to his jaw and anger flashed into his eyes. His hands reached down and pinned hers to her sides. 

“Perhaps you misunderstood that you were teasing me, but this is what slutty wives ask for, so be a good girl and behave.” His voice was clear, and so was the order he gave. 

Brielle swallowed hard; she had never been spoken to in that tone before. Part of her got weak at how he called her a slut in such a seductive way, the other part got enraged. She literally stomped her foot as she replied, “You will respect...” her voice trailed off at the stern look her gave her. 

He swiftly picked her up, spinning her around as he sat down. Placing her over his lap with her ass up. His arm pressed against her shoulder blade kept her from moving. 

“You will obey or the consequences will be severe. You teased the wrong man, and this game you’re playing is about to end in my pleasure.” 

He flipped up her dress as his hand came down on her bare ass in one smooth motion. She let out a yelp, and tried to kick free. His arm put more pressure on her shoulders, making it harder to inhale completely due to the size of her breasts pressing against his thigh. He smacked the other cheek; she could already feel the sting of the handprint being left. 

“Are you going to continue to fight and tease me?” He asked.

Brielle rolled her eyes, while mumbling. She would agree to anything at this moment to end the humiliation, but she had no intent on actually keeping to anything. 

“I’m sorry love, but I’m going to need you to be verbal when I ask you something. Now are you going to continue to fight and tease me?” He started to massage her cheek that was smarting something bad about now. 

“I’ll behave.” She murmured. 

He flipped her up to where she was standing in front of him, between her legs. His hands were still on her arms, keeping them pinned to her sides. His mouth and eyes were at her breast level and he stared at them rather than her. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. He gave her a cocky smile before his mouth covered one of her buds, not even bothering to move the thin material of her dress as he gently sucked, pulled, and kneaded it. Her mouth hung open in shock, she didn’t even bother to move when he let go of her arms and cupped a breast in each hand. The cool air hit her nipple as he switched breasts, making it stiffen even more under the wet material. His thumb running over it as his mouth played with the new target. Her knees started to weaken with every passing second, the fire in her core surging out searching for release. A low moan escaped her mouth and she felt his lips turn to a smile. His hands going up to pull the straps of her sundress down her arms. It fell down her body, getting caught on her hips for a moment before he tugged it again leaving it to pool at her feet. He sat back at that moment appraising her naked form. He made a spin motion with his finger, and when she didn’t instantly comply, he sat up straight and gave her a look that meant business. She swallowed hard, but didn’t budge. She wouldn’t be treated as a prize cow. They stared at each other intently, her crossing her arms across her chest and shifting her weight to one leg. 

“If you do not obey there will be a consequence love.” He said almost sweetly. 

“I will not spin around on display for you. If that is what you wish to see you can get up off your arse and do it yourself.” Brielle stated plainly. The insolence evident on her face as well as in her words. 

Mr. Tanner rose then and instead of walking around her like she expected, he bent her over the bench. She could hear him unzip his trousers and before she could even move, he was at her entrance forcing his hard cock into her. She screamed out from the pain of stretching to him. He put his hand over her mouth, leaning over her back and whispering, “next time you’ll be a good girl and let me prepare you.” 

Brielle could do nothing but shake her head yes while tears streamed down her face. He had yet to move, but she could feel him filling her completely. It has been so long since she had had any contact that she was probably as tight as her virgin self once was. She felt him pull out slightly before going back in. He peppered kisses along her shoulder and back as he set a grueling pace. Her body naturally responded and started to lubricate. The sensations he was building were taking her body to places she had not been ever. She started to push back against him, begging him without words to take her faster, harder. Her moans of pleasure were being stifled by the hand across her mouth. The pace picked up even faster as he moved both hands to her hips, treating her like a human flesh light. Brielle cried out that she was going to cum only to have him pull completely out, shoving her to her knees and pumping his fist up and down his shaft a few times before spurts of hot cum landed on her face and chest. She had not fully become aware of what was happening until it was over and she was painted with his seed. 

As she sat there pouting slightly from being denied the orgasm, she was within reach he said, “maybe next time you’ll listen and it won’t be all about my pleasure.”

Brielle had an evil idea at that exact moment. She was not about to be denied her pleasure. She licked her lips, sat up on her knees reaching out for his semi hard cock and putting it into her mouth. She licked and sucked until he started to grow hard again. His hands went to her head shoving her further down onto his cock. While he felt gigantic when slamming in and out of her pussy, Brielle realized he was not as large now that he was in her mouth. He was about 7.5inches and had some girth to him. She swirled her tongue down his length as she sucked him back letting him touch her throat before pulling him nearly out of her mouth. He inhaled sharply when she sucked him back in deeper and her hands reached up to massage his balls. She continued her ministrations until she felt his balls tighten and knew he was close to cumming again. She then pulled him completely out of her mouth with a plop. She looked up at him, bat her eyes as she stood and turned walking quickly away. She knew she was playing with fire, but she also knew he would not win this war. She had toys waiting inside that could finish her off that were just as good as any man. A smile played on her lips as she heard his footsteps quickening behind her. She picked up her pace, which made her hips sway even more. She could only imagine the view of her bubbled ass that he was getting. She marched directly into her room and the adjoining bathroom. As she turned on the shower so she could wash off she heard her bedroom door swing open hard enough she was afraid it would dent the wall behind it.