She's conflicted

Chelsea scowled, "Okay, maybe I do, but I don't want to want to hurt him. I love the guy, and it's not his fault the idea of him walking in to see a better man plowing my brains out gets me going." She glanced down at Curtis' dick when she said that. She stepped into the hot water, letting it run through her unkempt hair.

"Why'd you marry him, anyway? You obviously had your pick of guys. Uh, and girls," he asked, curiously. He knew the old story, where Jimmy had nearly hit her with his car, and the two felt an instant connection, leading him to offer to drive her to class. She ended up skipping class just to keep chatting with him. The two were married by graduate school, and they took turns, with her going to med school while he worked a well paying desk job, and then she was making good money while he went back to get his masters degree. Curtis stepped into the shower after her, certainly not minding that it was a tight fit. Her skin felt so soft when wet, he wanted to run his hands over her. Her smell was intoxicating to him.

She snorted, "everyone thinks I'm a gold digger, even though I make way more than him. Don't get me wrong, I probably would be, but I don't need to. Nah, I was fucking his brother one day, because he was walking by when I left a bad date. Turns out his Adam is pretty good in bed and I kept coming back. The guy thinks of himself as a playboy, which was hot in a delusional way. But I was over at his place when Jimmy came by, and Adam pretended I was just a friend. It turns out, he'd been completely broke, paying for dates with Jimmy's money. That day, Jimmy had come by to drop off a check for Adam, to help him get back on his feet. There was something in that naïve way he trusted and cared for his brother so much, I thought he was adorable." She sighed, and started soaping up her tits, making them shine.

"Did you stop fucking his family?"

"Are you crazy? Doing his family is, like, the ultimate cheating. And besides, cousin Melinda knows how to work her tongue like nobody."

"Melinda... Isn't she the uptight, goody two-shoes of the family?" Curtis found himself cupping her ass, casually, like he used to with his ex wife.

She snorted, "You've never been out drinking with her. That girl's wild. Bet I could dare her to suck you off." She began gently playing with his dick, the water making her hand feel softer. It was just the natural thing to do.

"Huh. So you've fucked your way through the family, and somehow ended up with him. Is he actually good in bed, like his brother?"

"Nah, he's alright. Average at best, and I mean like a global average, not a me average." His dick started getting hard in her hand again.

"So really, he's just incredibly lucky to land you," he said, pulling her close to him and gently kissing her on the lips.

She smiled at that, "I don't know if he is. He probably deserves someone that doesn't cheat on him."

"Do you care what he deserves? We know how much this gets you off. Be honest with me, you love going behind his back and then playing the dutiful wife at home. You love fucking him with someone else's cum in your pussy. You love fucking through his family whenever you go to family events. I know you've been holding back, but you'd love it if he walked in right now, and saw you bouncing your ass on my dick, screaming like it's the best thing in the world. You'd love to see him realize that he's pathetic and worthless, and that you were giving yourself to a better man. Am I wrong?"

At his words, Chelsea's breathing deepened and she bit her bottom lip. She turned around, ostensibly to grab the soap, but rubbed her ass invitingly on his dick. "No, you're not."

Curtis slipped his dick into her, lifting her up onto her toes. He could make it happen.