Chapter 6: the Edge of Temptation

Ted stood in his bedroom, fresh out of the shower after his workout wearing just a towel, his hair still damp. Glancing at the clock, he saw he was late for his nightly video call with his wife. He flipped open his laptop screen and connected to their zoom meeting.

The screen flickered to life as Mei-Lyn's gorgeous face appeared, a mischievous smile playing at her lips when she saw Ted. She was lounging on her bed in nothing but a flimsy tank top and tiny silk shorts, her long legs stretched out enticingly.

"Well hello there, handsome," she purred, her voice like warm honey. "I've been thinking about you all day."

"Oh yeah?" Ted grins wolfishly, his eyes roaming over her barely-covered curves. "Anything in particular on your mind?"

Mei-Lyn's smile turns wicked. "Maybe... But first, tell me about your day. Any juicy office gossip? Any hot young interns throwing themselves at you?"

Ted's expression turns heated. "Actually, you'll never guess what happened with Karla tonight."

"Ooh, Karla," Mei-Lyn sits up straighter, interest sparking in her eyes. "The pretty little wife who's been eye-fucking you over the copier? Do tell!"

Ted described the incredible scene - Karla in that sinfully short sundress, the way she bent over and let the skirt ride up, exposing her bare, glistening pussy to his hungry gaze.

"Jesus, Mei, it was so fucking hot I nearly lost it right there. Her pink little cunt, all smooth and perfect and just begging to be touched. I swear she did it on purpose. She wanted me to look, wanted me see her bare like that."

Mei-Lyn's breathing quickened, a crimson flush rising on her chest. Her fingers toyed with the lacy edge of her top.

"Of course she did, baby," she murmured, her voice going breathy. "Who wouldn't want you devouring them with your eyes? I bet she fingers herself every night imagining you spreading her open, licking that hot little pussy until she screams."

Ted groaned gutturally, his hand drifting down to palm his hardening cock through the damp towel around his waist. He could picture it so clearly - Karla laid out before him, flushed and panting, her pussy dripping honey as he feasted on her.

"Fuck, I want her," he gritted out, squeezing himself roughly. "Want to bend her over my desk and sink into that tight little cunt, make her forget her own name."

Mei-Lyn whimpered, her hands slipping beneath her shirt to cup her heavy breasts. She pinched her stiff nipples, writhing a little on the bed.

"God, yes," she moaned. "I want to watch you ruin her, make her ours. Want to see her pretty mouth stretched around your big cock, choking on it. I bet she'd look so good with your cum dripping down her face."

Ted was stroking himself fiercely now, towel discarded, his thick shaft jutting obscenely. He was so close already, pleasure coiling urgent and white-hot in his gut.

"Shit, keep talking," he panted. "Tell me what else you want me to do to her."

Mei-Lyn shoved a hand into her shorts, fingers delving frantically between her thighs. The wet sounds of her ministrations were clearly audible through the laptop speakers.

"Want you to - oh! - want you to fuck her ass," she gasped, hips rolling shamelessly. "Get her all slick and open up that tight little hole. Bet she'd scream so pretty for you, fuck, I'm gonna come..."

"Me too," Ted grunted. "Gonna fill her up in every hole, make her fucking ache with it."

He jacked himself brutally, right on the razor's edge. "Maybe I'll - shit - maybe I'll bring her home to you, let you have a taste. Bet you'd love to get your mouth on her sweet cunt, huh baby? Suck my cum right out of her?"

Mei-Lyn climaxed with a ragged cry, head thrown back in bliss as she clenched around her own fingers. The sight pushed Ted over and he exploded too, thick ropes of seed splattering his fist and stomach as he milked himself through the pulsing aftershocks.

For a long moment, there is only the sound of their labored breathing as they slowly float down from the peak. Then Mei-Lyn laughed, low and dirty.

"Well. I think we have our answer about what you should do regarding Karla."

Ted grins, feeling relaxed and languid in the aftermath, yet still hungry for more. "Guess I better get to work on making this fantasy a reality then, huh?"

Mei-Lyn blew him a kiss, eyes sparkling with excitement and dark promise.

"Happy hunting, baby. And send me some pics of our new plaything once you nab her, okay? I want to see everything."

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Karla stood at the bathroom mirror, fussing with her hair. Matt appeared behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Nervous about seeing Ted today?" he murmured, meeting her eyes in the reflection.

Karla bit her lip, nodding slightly. "Is it that obvious?"

Matt's lips quirked into a small smile. "Only to me." He paused, then added casually, "I'm meeting him at the gym later."

Karla's eyes widened. "Oh? What are you going to say to him?"

"Nothing you wouldn't want me to," Matt assured her, but there was a glint in his eye that made Karla's stomach flutter. He leaned in, lips brushing her ear. "Unless... you want me to say something?"

Karla shivered, torn between excitement and apprehension. "I... I don't know."

Matt noticed Karla lingering at her closet. "That's new, isn't it?" he asked, nodding at the blouse she was holding.

Karla flushed slightly. "Oh, this? No, I've had it for a while. Just... haven't worn it in much."

Matt's eyebrow quirked, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "It'll look great on you."

Matt pressed a kiss to her neck. "It's okay. We'll figure it out." He gave her a final squeeze before heading out. "Have a good day, babe. Try not to think about Ted too much."

The teasing note in his voice sent Karla off to day dream land..

As Karla dressed, her fingers hesitated over her underwear drawer. After a moment's deliberation, she pulled out a matching set of lace lingerie she rarely wore. It was nothing too risqué, but definitely nicer than her usual practical choices.

As she fastened the bra, Karla caught her reflection in the mirror. A flush crept up her neck. What am I doing? she thought. It's not like anyone's going to see this.

But as she smoothed her blouse over the delicate lace, she couldn't deny the little thrill that ran through her. Just knowing she was wearing something pretty underneath her work clothes made her stand a little taller, walk with a bit more confidence.

It's just for me, she told herself firmly. But the image of Ted's appreciative gaze flashed unbidden through her mind, making her pulse quicken. She pulled the matching panties on beneath her skirt, double checked her makeup, and headed out the door.

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As Karla stepped into the office, her heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and dread. She found herself scanning the room, both hoping and fearing to catch a glimpse of Ted. Her palms were sweaty, and she could feel the delicate lace of her fancy underwear brushing against her skin with each movement, a constant reminder of her own daring.

She tried to focus on her work, but her mind kept wandering. The air conditioning in her part of the building was still on the fritz. The heat did nothing to help her growing anxiety. What if Ted brought up last night? What did he actually see? The uncertainty of it all was equal parts thrilling and terrifying.

Karla caught herself smoothing her blouse more often than necessary, hyper-aware of her appearance. This thing with Ted, whatever it was, seemed to be snowballing. Just yesterday, she would have never imagined deliberately choosing lingerie with him in mind. And now here she was, in her fancy big girl bra and panties. Where would it end?

As she sat at her desk, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was perched on the edge of something dangerous. The rational part of her mind screamed caution, but another part, a part she was only beginning to acknowledge, whispered "What if?"

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. It's just a normal day at work, she told herself firmly. But the flutter in her stomach every time the door opened told a different story. And then, there he was...just as smoldering hot as the day she first saw him.

Ted casually approached Karla's desk. "Morning, Karla. How's it going this morning? Is that a new blouse? It looks great on you, almost as good as that sundress you had on last night." He said with a wink and a grin.

Karla flushed red, the memory of last night's 'accidental' slip still fresh in her mind. "God it is so stinking hot in this office today," she complained. "It must be 100 degrees in here. Maybe I should go home and change into something lighter. When are you guys going to get that AC fixed?"

Ted laughed. "If it means that you'll be wearing skimpy dresses to work for the rest of the summer, I'll make sure it never gets fixed."

"Ted, I..." Karla blushedm stumbling over her words. "Last night was..."

"Breathtaking?" Ted supplied with a smirk.

Karla gaining some composure. "I was going to say 'unexpected'. But... yes, breathtaking works too."

"I hope I'm not overstepping," Ted said, his voice lowering, "but... that view when you bent over? Absolutely glorious."

Karla's face burned even hotter. "I'm sorry about that -- I don't know what came over me. I hope you weren't offended."

"Offended?!?" Ted's wicked grin widened. "Karla, I was anything but offended...in fact, I was more than a little turned on by the view...you look...delicious."

Karla looked down at her blouse, hoping Ted couldn't see her now hardened nipples through the lacy bra. "But what about Mei-Lyn? I'm sure she wouldn't like some random woman flashing her husband..."

Ted lifted his hands, interrupting her. "Shhhh....Karla, first, you aren't a random woman. And second, I actually had a nice conversation with Mei-Lyn last night, told her all about you." He leaned in closer, lowering his voice. "When I described what I saw when your dress rode up, she said she was jealous that she wasn't there to see it in person. Remember, we have an arrangement. She gets to be happy, I get to be happy, its all good!"

He took a deep breath, his eyes locked on hers. "Listen, Karla, I'm going to be blunt. I'm very attracted to you, and I'd love to see more of you - in every sense. If you're interested, maybe we could grab a drink after work sometime? No pressure, just... an opportunity."

Karla paused, recalling Matt's earlier encouragement, then with a mischievous smile spread over her face. "I'm not sure I'm ready for drinks just yet. But... maybe we could have lunch in the park today? Somewhere more... private."

Ted's eyes lit up. "You're on. Noon today?"

As Ted turns to leave, Karla called after him, her voice tinged with newfound boldness. "Oh, and Ted? I hope you enjoyed the view last night. Who knows? Maybe you'll get another peek sometime."

Karla wiped her sweat drenched brow. 'What am I doing?' she thought. 'Now I'm the one inviting him out for lunch? Karla, get a grip.' She knew she needed to go home and change. Between the heat and...him...there is no way she'd get any work done like this.

After locking down her workstation, Karla quietly slipped out the side door to her car. On her way home, she pondered her decision to invite Ted to have lunch in the park, just the two of them. One moment she questioned her sanity, the next she was planning the picnic. 'Is it too early for some wine?' she wondered.

"It's just because of the heat," Karla told herself as she slipped on another of the many sundresses she kept in her closet for such weather. But the image of Ted's appreciative gaze flashed through her mind, sending a thrill down her spine.

She reached for her usual underwear, then paused. Deliberately, she selected the tiny red thong that Matt gave her for their last anniversary. 'The thong is purely practical,' she reasoned. 'No visible panty lines.' It had nothing to do with how it made her feel... or how Ted might react if he caught a glimpse. This was just lunch between coworkers. In a secluded part of the park. Where anything could happen...

As Karla looks at herself in the mirror, dressed in the sundress and thong, her heart races. 'Is this too much?' she wondered. But the thrill of anticipation wins out. She's not planning anything specific, she told herself. She just wants to feel sexy, confident. If something happens... well, she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.

Karla arrived at the park first, picnic blanket tucked under her arm. She scanned the area, looking for a suitably private spot. 'What am I doing?' she thought, but pushed the doubt aside as she spotted Ted's car pulling into the parking lot.

They walked together towards the back of the park, where a cluster of old oak trees provided ample shade and seclusion. Karla spread out the blanket beneath the largest tree, acutely aware of Ted's eyes on her as she bent to smooth out the corners. The summer heat seemed to intensify the electricity between them.

Ted, dressed in light khaki shorts and a polo shirt, looked around appreciatively

"This spot is perfect, Karla. Almost as if you planned it."

Karla felt heat rise to her cheeks. "I just thought it would be nice to have some privacy for our...lunch." she said, stumbling slightly over the last word.

As Ted settled onto the blanket, his leg brushed against hers. "So," he said, his voice low and intimate, "about that peek you promised me...you know, I can't stop thinking about last night. That dress you're wearing now...it reminds me of it."

Karla's heart raced. She fought to keep her voice steady as she demurred, "Oh? I hadn't noticed the similarity." But even as she said it, she knew they both recognized the lie for what it was.

As they chatted over the picnic spread, Ted gradually steered the conversation towards more intimate topics. Karla felt a mix of nervousness and excitement as he broached the subject of fantasies and hidden desires.

"You know," Ted said, his tone casual as he pulled out his phone, "Mei-Lyn and I have found that a little visual stimulation can be a great way to keep the spark alive." He scrolled through his gallery. "Like this one...she sent me this while I was on a business trip last month."

Karla's heart raced as Ted help out the phone. The image showed Mei-Lyn sprawled on their bed, wearing nothing but a lacy thong, her hands cupping her bare breasts. Karla's eyes widened, and she felt heat rise to her cheeks. Despite her embarrassment, she couldn't look away.

"Wow," she breathed, reaching for her wine glass with a slightly trembling hand. "She's gorgeous." Karla too a sip, using the moment to gather her thoughts. "And you two just...send each other pics like this? Isn't that kind of risky?"

Ted shrugged, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Where's the fun without a little risk? Besides, it's not like we're posting them online. This is just for us, a private game to keep things hot even when we're apart." He leaned closer, his thigh brushing against Karla's. "I'll admit though," Ted continue, his voice low and intimate, "I'm always happy to share with an appreciative audience." His eyes locked with hers. "Interested in seeing what Mei-Lyn got in return for that little gem?"

Karla's throat goes dry, but she nods, curiosity overriding her better judgement. Ted scrolls to the next pic and hands her the phone. Her jaw drops.

"Here's one Mei-Lyn particularly enjoys," he said, voice husky.

It's a shot of Ted from the waist down, his fist wrapped around the thickest, hardest cock she's ever seen. He's gripping the base, putting the massive length and bulbous head on full display. Karla can practically feel her pupils dilating, heat rushing to her core at the sight.

Ted smirks as he watches her reaction, letting her look her fill before taking the phone back. "Like what you see?" Ted's eyes glinted mischievously. He leaned in closer, lowering his voice. "I've got plenty more where that came from. But you know," he paused, his fingers brushing against Karla's arm, "I'm feeling a little...exposed here. It's only fair you return the favor with a peek of your own."

Karla's eyes widen at the sight. 'It's just like my fantasy!' she thought, her pulse quickening. Ted's bulbous cockhead was especially enticing, with its ridge flaring out prominently from the shaft. Karla was fixated on that fat mushroom tip, imagining it pushing past her lips and painting her eager tongue with musky, masculine flavor. She envisioned herself swirling her tongue around to tease the sensitive underside and trace the ridge. Her pussy clenched at the thought of that fat, bulbous cockhead catching on her entrance and spread her open as it pushed inside. She imagined the exquisite sensation of her tight inner walls stretching to accommodate its girth. So much different to how Matt's tapered head spears into her sharply, only to widen and spread her open as he sinks deeper. She couldn't help but picture herself straddling Ted and sinking down slowly, savoring every thick inch. The flared head would open her up and drag deliciously against her sensitive spots as she took him in deep. She'd grind her hips, angling to rub that meaty crown against her G-spot.

"That is quite... impressive," Karla managed, her voice barely above a whisper. She caught herself staring at Ted's crotch and quickly averted her gaze, but not before he noticed.

"Like what you see?" he asked with a smirk. "How about a little quid pro quo? I've shown you mine, now, can I see what is on that little hard drive that had you so worked up last night?" Ted reached out, toying with the thin strap of her sundress, his knuckles grazing her collarbone. "What do you say, gorgeous? Feeling brave enough to play along?"

Karla's heart pounded, a war raging between her conscience and her rapidly igniting libido. The wine and the summer heat seemed to have melted her inhibitions, the thrill of the forbidden proving too tempting to resist.

"I...I don't know," she stammers, even as her nipples tighten beneath Ted's heated gaze. "I've never done anything like this before."

"First time for everything," Ted murmured, his fingertips tracing the edge of her neckline. "I promise I'll be gentle...unless you beg me otherwise."

He leaned closer, his voice low. "You know, Mei-Lyn's always saying she wishes she could see the sexy little things I get up to at work. I bet she'd be pretty jealous if she knew what a smoke show I had lunch with today."

Karla flushed, equal parts flattered and flustered. "Oh, I don't know about that. I'm sure Mei-Lyn wouldn't want to see me..."

"Are you kidding?" Ted interrupts, stepping closer. "Mei-Lyn would be drooling over you, gorgeous. In fact..." He pauses, eyes gleaming with mischief. "Why don't we show her exactly what she's missing?" He pulls out his phone, waving it teasingly. "Come on, just a couple pics. Nothing too scandalous, I promise. Unless you want to get scandalous, of course."

Karla hesitated, biting her lip. 'The idea of posing for Ted, knowing he'll show the photos to his wife, is both terrifying and thrilling,' she thought. I don't know, Ted. What if someone else sees them?"

"I would never let that happen," Ted assures her, his voice low and sincere. "This stays between us...and Mei-Lyn, if you're okay with that. I just want a little memento of our time together. Something to tide me over until I can get my hands on the real thing again."

The implication that this is far from their last encounter sent a shiver down Karla's spine. Emboldened by his obvious desire, she finds herself nodding. "Okay. Just a few though, alright?"

Ted grinned, victorious. "That's my girl. Now, let's see..." He guided her to stand with her back against one of the big oak trees, the dappled sunlight playing over her skin. "Tilt your head back a little, yeah, just like that. God, your neck is gorgeous."