Next Morning!

The next morning, Elena woke to the soft light filtering through the bedroom curtains. Mark was already up, humming in the shower as he got ready for his weekend errands.

She stretched under the sheets, her body still humming from the previous night's unspoken electricity.

Her hand drifted down, brushing against the bulge in her panties—her cock semi-hard from dreams of Alex's touch. She bit her lip, suppressing a moan, and quickly adjusted herself before slipping out of bed.

Downstairs, she poured coffee, her phone buzzing on the counter. A text from Alex: Hey, last night was great. Thinking about that smile of yours. Her heart thudded. She glanced toward the stairs, ensuring Mark was still occupied, then typed back: Glad you had fun. Me too.

The messages started innocently enough. Over the weekend, while Mark mowed the lawn or ran to the store, Elena's phone lit up with Alex's words. He sent a photo of his gym session, shirtless and sweaty, muscles glistening.

Post-workout pump. What are you up to? She stared, heat pooling in her core. Her pussy clenched, and her cock twitched against her thigh.

She snapped a quick selfie in her yoga pants, the fabric tight over her hips, careful not to reveal too much. Just chilling at home. Looking good there.

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