The following day found Linda making sure she didn’t come out pregnant (ahem, morning after pill) and assuring herself she wouldn’t end up with another bun in the oven (birth control pills). She decided she’d keep this her little secret as she found that the thought of breeding her excited Robert quite a bit. (Read prev story A sweet loving wife is seduced by her neighbor)
Days came and went and Linda went about her usual business, tending to her house, her kids, her husband and keeping up with her exercise regime. She noticed that Robert was almost always out in his yard watering the grass when she went out for her daily walk. They both acted normal and greeted each other as before, although Robert could swear he saw a little extra pep in her step. He wasn’t mistaken. It was for his viewing pleasure.
Linda spent the days after the encounter replaying “the incident” in her mind not realizing she had a big shit-eating grin on her face. She felt so alive… sexy, desired and yet filthy and dirty at the same time. She was putting a lot on the line and Robert had videotape evidence. He could blackmail her if he wanted to, but she decided right there and then that he wouldn’t have to. She’d do anything he asked her to do. Little did she know her boundaries and morals would be put to the test.
Robert spent his days reliving his conquest. He had lusted after Linda for months and she was finally his for the taking. It hadn’t taken much to bring out the inner slut in her. He expected more of a challenge but everything played out in his favor. He’d tested her will by ordering her to walk home topless and the bitch had done it without hesitation. He knew then that she was his.
He had the video as leverage, but he suspected he wouldn’t have to use it or at least not until he really tested her will. He was going to use her and push her to the brink, eventually cuckolding her husband. He had plans for her… hot, nasty plans. He would do with her what he wouldn’t dare do with his own sweet wife.
Robert was hatching his plan and getting ready for Wednesday. It seemed an eternity before it rolled around again; he wondered if Linda was anticipating it as much as he was. Around 10:00 am Wednesday morning, Robert came knocking at her door and Linda, as a form of payback, let him sweat it out a bit. She let him ring a few times although she was dying to answer the door. She’d decided earlier to throw caution to the wind and present herself to Robert completely naked.
She opened the door and Robert was taken aback by her bravado. The message was loud and clear… this NILF was ready for some serious fucking. He purposely stood at her door taking in her beauty, but also exposing her lovely nude body to the world. She stood proud at first, but when Robert took his time admiring her beauty with the door fully ajar she began to feel conscientious and apprehensive.
Robert whistled at her and motioned for her to take a spin. By this time Linda had lost her nerve as Robert was in no hurry to shut the door. She was afraid of getting caught. He was going to make her sweat it out. She finished her pirouette and invited him to come in. He shook his head and gave her a low cat whistle.
“Good morning. You look like you’re ready for my cock.”
Linda smiled and nodded. She was definitely ready for some hot action. He instructed her to kneel and take his cock out. The front door remained opened and they were just inside the entryway as Robert moved sideways. Now Linda was on full display to any passersby.
She asked him to close the door, which irritated Robert. He shook his head and in a firm tone said, “I told you to get on your knees and worship my cock you fucking cunt. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
His harsh words made her uneasy but she knew she’d upset him and that’s the last thing she intended to do. She nodded and fell to her knees. Her jugs jiggling as she maneuvered to unzip his pants and whip out his thick cock. Robert threw his head back as he felt Linda’s mouth encircle his dick taking in a few inches before gagging.
She pulled back and soon was in a steady rhythm, bobbing up and down without a care in the world. Robert felt it was enough risking getting caught so he closed the front door.
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled up causing her to look up. Doggone, she looked beautiful with his cock in her mouth. His smile brought a feeling of warmth and appreciation to Linda and she put forth more effort in pleasing her lover.
Alas, Robert had other plans. He pulled her up and kissed her. Gingerly at first, cradling her face in his manly hands but his desire and passion for Linda intensified and soon he was making love to her mouth with his tongue.
She was lost in the animalistic lust; this treatment set her fuckhole on fire. Robert ran his hands down to her ass and brought her body in to his as he kneaded her ass globes, spreading them apart rubbing and tickling her asshole. She relished the new sensations brought about having her ass played with.
She was holding on to Robert moaning into his mouth letting him know she was his. He broke the kiss and smacked her lovingly on her ass. He ordered her to run and get dressed and told her specifically to wear a mini skirt, a white wife beater shirt and slutty heels and no underclothing. The thought both excited and frightened her as she contemplated what he had in mind.
About twenty minutes later, Linda made her way downstairs scantily clad looking like a two-bit whore. She’d taken the time to put on some dramatic eye make up and red lipstick. She stood at the bottom of the stairs with a big smile, her hands on her hips waiting anxiously for Robert’s approval. He looked at her, nodded and said, “Perfect. You look like a cheap whore”.
Her smile disappeared. She was about to say something when the doorbell rang. Robert gave her a quizzical look, and she shrugged her shoulders and gave him a look of uncertainty.
Robert walked over to her and whispered, “No one must know I’m here. Get rid of whoever it is.” He left and hid himself in the kitchen.
Having momentarily forgotten her state of dress, Linda marched over to the door and flung it open somewhat annoyed at the interruption. There before her was a policeman, Sgt. Miller as his badge showed. He was a handsome gentleman about six feet tall, dirty blonde hair, sea green eyes and a fit body. Her quick assessment and the fact that she was a sucker for men in uniform made her sizable tits stand at attention.
Linda’s erect nipples were quite noticeable as Sgt. Miller eyed her up and down with a look of total disgust. He asked for the man of the house in a brusque tone, and she told him he was at work. The question irritated Linda and she asked rather defiantly what the purpose of his visit was.
He shook his head and said, “My name is Sgt. Karl Miller. We received a call about a prostitution ring in this neighborhood and from the looks of it I’ve got the right house. May I come in?”
Linda took offense to his comment and said, “How dare you! I am not a prostitute and I resent your insinuation.”
Sgt. Miller, displaying annoyance with her attitude responded, “Listen, madam,” (The double meaning of the word was not lost on Linda either.) “I’m just doing my job. We have complaints of suspicious activity at this address, particularly on Wednesdays. Men have been seen coming and going throughout the day. You either allow me to come in and investigate or I’ll have to call for back up. I’ll have about twenty police cars out here faster than you can say, ‘that’ll be $20 bucks’. Which will it be?”