Meanwhile Roe...

Roe stalked quietly up to the shower relishing the feel of the warm moist air upon her naked human form.

She smiled malevolently cupping her breasts and stretching slightly. Brushing a hand through her metallic red hair, she wiped a hand across the foggy mirror and smiled, knowing his wife was waiting for him to finish in the shower.

Roe had watched them return from a day out on the town, now he was taking a quick shower before a nice dinner and night out. Roe planned to change that.

Aaron basked in the warm spray of the shower, lost in how wonderful it felt after a long day of exploring the city by foot. His hands moved slowly across his chest lathering up the soap in his chest hair. His body felt unbelievably relaxed as he did so, stray thoughts being resisted on what to do with his aching hard on.

He'll save it for his wife later. He thought smirking with his eyes closed as he heard the delicate light steps of someone into the shower behind them. “Careful honey, you don't want to make us run late on our dinner reservation.”

Aaron went to turn and look at his wife only to have a hand direct him to look forward, “Ssshhhh….” Roe shushed smiling broadly as her unsuspecting victim exhaled in pleasure as her hands clasped around his, roaming across his body lathering soap.

Roe could sense the corrupted soap permeating his skin, subtly arousing him and putting his body at ease. Slowly she drifted a hand free of Aaron's reaching down around the base of his cock feeling the stump of his erection and cupped his testicles, eagerly thinking of making them swell with the Idol's taint.

“Honey, we don't really have ti…” Aaron cut his sentence short, moaning in relief at the pleasurable sensation of the hand clasping around his rigid shaft and stroking it slowly. It felt better than he could believe, its ache for attention reversed into a relieving surge of pleasure.

The hand on his cock however was far from alone, lips and tongue and teeth inducing excited pleasure as they playfully meandered across his back and shoulders provoking even more desire and lust. Aaron was beginning to think she didn’t care about getting to dinner as he groaned displeasure at Roe releasing his wanton cock.

“Sssshhh…” Roe responded, steering Aaron's attempt to gaze back at her forward again. Pulling a hand towel from its rack and quickly whipping it around and using it to blind fold her victim.

Aaron smiled, a bit excited by the unusual actions of his wife as his vision became obstructed. “Well this is a change of pace.” He commented only to receive an shush in response.

Soon he was bracing himself steady in the shower, gasping and moaning in pleasure as the hands resumed exploration of his body, the hand stroking his cock soon giving way to tongue and lips, and teeth scraping gently back up his shaft from a deep throat.

“Oh god honey!” His words increasingly giving way to inaudible sounds drowned out by the pleasurable pin pricks of hot water pelting his skin as it burned with desires.

Increasingly Aaron fought the compulsion and urge to thrust his hips, worried about **** his wife's pleasing actions, worried about ruining what sounded increasingly like her enjoying his increasingly swollen feeling cock.

Little did he know it wasn't his wife, Roe salaciously amped up her pleasurable **** eager to see her quarry sacrifice his inhibitions in pursuit of primal lust and pleasure. Pulling up off his cock for a moment to dance her tongue down along the bottom of his shaft Roe smiled to herself, pleased with the Idol's corruption beginning to manifest itself.

As she dove down on his shaft aggressively deep throating again she felt his hips sway towards her, the shaft pulsing slightly as it tried to relieve the pleasure and tension built up, but the Idol wasn't allowing such an orgasmic release yet. It was yet to drive him truly **** with pleasure.

"Honey..." Aaron moaned desperately releasing one of the arms propping him upright from a wall. "I can't hold out any..."

Roe stared up into Aaron's eyes, slowly sliding seductively up his cock, releasing it with a gentle pop from her lips, her wet milky breasts quickly brought up to engulf it in their warm smooth embrace. "I'm not your wife." She uttered alluringly, moaning slightly as the pleasure of the burning hot cock pressed between her breasts as she slid along its now eight-inch length.

Aaron was at a loss of what to do. He couldn't believe he would cheat on his wife like that. He couldn't believe he couldn't stop himself. He couldn't wonder how she got in here. He just stared torn between loyalty to his wife and their vows, and exploiting this slut like the tramp he so desperately wanted... No, needed.

He couldn't keep doing this... Could he?