Strange new dymanic

"Please don't tell Marcus about this," Jennifer said as she pushed herself off you. "You're his friend, and he wouldn't be happy with me if he found out I was being mean to you."

"Okay, since I'm grateful that you're letting me stay here, I'll keep this secret for you," you replied, trying to hide your smirk.

"Okay, thanks. I hope you learned your lesson, but if you continue being a perv, I might have to punish you more."

Over the next few months, you always tried to sneak a peek of Jennifer whenever Marcus wasn't around. She seemed to be making it easy for you, "accidentally" forgetting to lock her bedroom door when she was changing. Even when Marcus was around, she once bent over to pick something up right in front of you. You stared down her sweatshirt to see she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Jennifer later punished you by pulling you into her bedroom to give you that tittyfuck you dreamed about while her husband watched a movie.Did you feel guilty? A little. But your guilt paled in comparison to how perfect Jennifer was, like the sun outshining a lightbulb.

Besides, it wasn't like Jennifer was cheating on her husband. Marcus wasn't stopping you from ogling his wife, so she was just taking matters into her own hands.