Ben's wife becomes suspicious

Over the next week, you and Ben continue your sexual affair. You notice how he has completely ditched boxers and briefs, electing for thongs and jockstraps. His clothing seems to have become a lot tighter, accentuating every curve of his body. His selfcare routine improved vastly, keeping his beard and hair sharp and looking after his most valuable ASSet by learning to properly clean it. He mentioned how he was planning to shave, but you convinced him not to. His body hair really pushed your daddy fantasy. You were aware how every time he went to unlock his car in the morning, he'd drop his keys so he'd have to bend over to get them, in hope you were watching. The best part is, this became all part of his own mind. Other than his thongs and body hair, you didn't have to tell him to do anything. He was moulding into the perfect DILF.

Your sexual encounters continued to be restricted to the front garden or driveway, though you knew he continued to wear his thongs inside and strip down to small clothing to get out of his work clothes. The benefits of side by side houses. Usually, you'd hookup when he came home from work, other than one morning where he definitely ran late. Best part, no one has said a thing about either of you! Until today.

Knowing Ben went for after work drinks on Friday, you weren't counting on seeing him tonight. You were surprised, though, when you got a knock at the door.

"Oh, hello Lacey. Hey boys, how are you all?" you say, surprised to see Ben's wife and two boys at the door.

The boys shared a chorus of goods, though Lacey seemed troubled.

"Can we come in for a bit?" she asked, "I need to talk to you about something."

"Yeah of course." you say, moving aside to let them through.

The family came in and Lacey sent the boys to play in your back garden. You poured her a glass of wine and fetched yourself a beer and settled at the table.

"What's the matter?" you ask.

"It's Ben." she simply states.

You feel some anxiety coursing through your veins. Has she seen something? Is the note not as inconsequential as it made out. You began thinking of a million reasons to apologise in your head.

"Go on."

"Well," she sighs, "he's acting differently. He's began wearing clothes that seem a little tight and revealing and is finding heaps of excuses to be toucy feely or bend over. He's been looking after himself more but I'm beginning to worry it's not for me."

You felt awful. Ben and Lacey were an amazing couple and you didn't want to screw them up with your lust. However, you were also still selfish enough to want to keep Ben and she hasn't yet pointed the finger so you were still feeling your way around how to approach this.

"When did this all start?" you ask.

"Maybe a week ago?" she said, unsure, "He threw away some perfectly good shirts, including one I got him for his birthday, and just bought a heap more that were smaller. He was extremely apologetic about the birthday shirt but that wasn't the main reason I was upset. We're not rolling around in money so it was quite a lot. I don't know, that and all the other little things... it just seems sudden."

"So it wasn't the thongs?" you say, though immediatey go rigid as you realised you compromised yourself.

"What? No." she said, looking confused, "Sure, it is a waste of good underwear to chuck them but if thongs are more comfortable, I don't mind if he gets them."

"Right..." you say, now confused yourself.

"I guess what I'm asking Pete," she says, rolling the wine glass around looking for the words, "is can you talk to him? I know you guys talk every night when he comes home and in the weekends. I'm really glad he has someone like you to talk to and get stuff of his chest as he always seems a lot more relaxed after hanging with you. Billy and John have a birthday party tomorrow and I'm friends with the mother so it's only going to be Ben in the house tomorrow. Could you maybe hang out with him and try see what's going on?"

Part of you was relieved that you were in the clear. The note has covered up your sinful deeds in plain sight. But it was still affecting others. You couldn't cope watching a perfect marriage crumble all because of your horny dick. Also, you were not going to turn down an afternoon alone with Ben.

"Of course I will." you smile.