The affair continues

Chloe and I continued our clandestine affair for the next few weeks, stealing any opportunity we could to be together. We had a few more heated encounters at my place, as well as at hers when her husband was away or the kids were occupied. Our passion for each other only grew stronger with each meeting.

One evening, Chloe invited me over for dinner, knowing Jack would be working late. As the evening sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, I made my way over to Chloe's house. The thought of seeing her again sent a thrill of excitement through my body. I knocked on the door, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for her to answer. When she opened the door, my breath caught in my throat. Chloe stood before me, looking stunning in a form-fitting black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her hair was styled in soft waves, and her makeup was done with a subtle elegance that accentuated her natural beauty. "Seth," she greeted me with a sultry smile, her eyes locking onto mine. "I'm so glad you could make it."

She stepped back, opening the door wider for me to enter. As I walked past her, our bodies brushed against each other, sending a shiver of excitement through me. "It smells amazing," I said, inhaling deeply as the aroma of her cooking filled my nostrils. Chloe's smile widened at my compliment.

"It's nothing special," she assures me with a wink. "Steak and potatoes." Chloe led me into the kitchen, where the tantalizing aroma of seared steak and roasted potatoes filled the air. She had set the table with a white tablecloth, fine china, and sparkling crystal glasses. Soft music played in the background, creating an intimate atmosphere. Chloe moved around the kitchen with ease, her hips swaying hypnotically as she plated our food. I couldn't help but stare at her, admiring the way the black dress clung to her curves. In the soft glow of the setting sun, Chloe and I sat across from each other at her elegantly set dining table. The steak and potatoes were delicious, but the real feast was the sight of Chloe. Every movement she made, from lifting her wine glass to her lips to reaching for a serving dish, was a sensual dance that left me aching for more. Her black dress accentuated every curve, and I found myself unable to look away.

Chloe's eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned forward, giving me a tantalizing view of her cleavage. "You're awfully quiet tonight, Seth. Everything alright?" Her voice was low and sultry, sending a shiver down my spine.