Finding Paradise Continued
Two more days to go, Nick thought, before his wife showed up again. He resolved not to stare at Lily that day, realizing that would be a tough thing for him to do. He'd even half decided not to let her into the master bedroom at all, so he could stay away from her and keep the temptation at a distance. And then Lily showed up and ruined his focus.
She took her quick rinse to get the smell of fish off, before she gathered her supplies and trotted up to the third floor. Nick watched her stretch out and lean over while she did her cleaning. He watched her bend over the side of the tub, and stick her ass up while she cleaned behind the toilet.
"Oh, it's so hot again!" Lily whined. "Do you have the mop and bucket ready for me?"
"Yes." Nick answered, motioning to the items.
"Here, hold this for me." She said, pulling her blouse off and holding it out.
Nick was so numb he merely took it, before it sunk in that she was standing there in her bra. He'd imagined that Lily had larger breasts than his wife, but now that he saw their fullness, he had to recalculate what his eyes were telling him. Lily was a large C, compared to Val's medium B cups.
She ignored his stare, taking the mop and swishing it around the large bathroom. Little by little, Lily backed up closer to the doorway, where Nick was. Finally, she dunked the mop into the bucket.
"You can take that away now." She said.
By then, Nick had enough of her teasing. Lily was close enough for him to grasp her. He pulled her body close to him, her soft back to his chest, and he felt the warmth of her stomach in his hands.
Lily held still, as if she'd wanted this to happen all along. He heard her breathing quicken as he touched her. She waited, while Nick's hands felt her sides and near the top of her shorts. When Nick reached for her full breasts, Lily clasped his hands and brought them back down to her middle. He recalled that she'd done the same thing to Matt, only two nights prior.
"I want to say something." Lily explained. "I'm not satisfied with only one man in my life. I have to find two lovers. Men always become jealous and they start fighting over me. It's easier for me to be alone than to have so much drama in my life being caused by one man."
"Does Matt know this?" Nick wondered.
"I told him a couple of nights ago." She revealed. "I said I have to find two lovers because one man alone will never satisfy me. He was drunk that night, so I told him again in the morning. He said he didn't want to share me with anyone, and I said I refuse to be tricked the same way men have tricked me all of my life. I'm never going to be stupid like that again. I'm never going to let one man control me."
"What did Matt say?"
"He said he wanted me to stay in his bed, but he didn't want to hear anything else about another man. It's the way I said already; I refuse to be with only one man, but most men are too jealous to let me have the two lovers that I want."
"But you've been flirting with me ever since the start."
"Why not? I think you're as attractive as your brother. I don't mind sleeping with the two of you. Do you mind?"
Nick didn't think about his brother's reaction, but about his wife's. He let Lily go and took a step back from her.
"You're not a jealous man." Lily faced him. "You let your wife work and sleep in another city. She could be doing anything in San Diego, and you would never know, but you still trust her to be faithful to you. Matt isn't jealous either, not really. He's ready to throw me out into the street the moment he thinks I've done something wrong, but I know this is because he's angry at other women and not with me. That is why I made him promise that he wouldn't fire me if he doesn't want to sleep with me anymore. I can do a good job for him even if our relationship doesn't work out."
Matt figured she needed the extra money, but he didn't want to pry too much into the woman's private life.
"Your bathroom is finished." Lily went into her business mode again. "It's time to clean your bedroom."
She grabbed her things and went off, leaving Nick standing there. He ended up grabbing the mop bucket and lugging the thing down two sets of stairs. Once he'd rinsed the items out, he put them into a corner of the pantry, before he trotted up to the third floor.
Lily was moving things around on the desk, so she could dust all the spots that were tough to reach. Expertly, she set everything back the way it originally was when she was done. Next, she was going to wipe down the many lamps in the room.
That's when Nick's fortitude broke. He'd been staring at Lily for about a week and a half by then. Watching her work with only her bra and shorts on sent him over the edge. He went to her, pulling her to the bed, where he pushed her down and lay on her. Nick was used to allowing for Val's shorter body, realizing how much bigger Lily was by comparison. His head leaned down and his lips pressed against hers.
They kissed for a time, until Lily pushed him away and snickered. "You're going too fast!"
It was true, Nick observed. He'd gotten into such fervor that he was desperate to get things going. He was in a hurry to do it and to finish it up, as if his brother might come into the house at any second, or as if he might be able to avoid the guilt that would surely come later.
Lily brought his face down and kissed him. It was a softer, gentler kiss than what Nick had been giving her. He thought of his wife's kisses, which were a lot like Lily's. He imagined his wife finding out about this affair, Nick's first infidelity ever since they'd become serious with each other so many years ago. He expected that Val would leave him and side with her mother and sisters, and that she would do everything she could to ruin him.
Lily's lips brought him back to the present moment. Nick shuddered as her mouth plied him and made him forget the aftermath of their encounter. She pulled at his shirt until he took it off. In turn, he pulled at her bra. When that was removed, Nick's mouth went to her chest, where he mouthed and licked at greater curves than what he was used to toying with. The next time they broke apart, both took the few moments needed to discard the rest of their clothing.
