Bailey awoke to see the first streaks of dawn through the living room window. The house that she and Jay had custom designed and built would be occupied by a different family in a matter of a few hours.
Already dreading the long drive to Sacramento, she sat motionless, unable to pack the few remaining items in the house. It was the start of an entirely new life. In one year, the world Bailey knew, her personal world had changed dramatically. Hot tears formed in her eyes and dripped down her pale cheeks.
Jay, her childhood sweetheart, the hurt she had caused him. Every time she thought about him her heart panged with regret. She heard her voice filled with sorrow in the marriage counselor's office,
"I'm sorry Jay." She said it over and over.
The weekends that Bailey had spent at Andre's home were a source of anguish but also rapture for her. In the end, her sexual indiscretions came at the expense of her marriage. The fragile bonds that held her union with Jay together were irretrievably broken and the consequences turned out to far greater than she could have possibly imagined.
Wearily, Bailey made her way to the kitchen and put the kettle on for tea. A tall mug would soothe her and prepare her for the tough day ahead. She kept thinking how fateful her dream job turned out to be because in the end it was an illusion, a lie.
Bailey recalled meeting Jordan, her sorority sister from college at a mutual friends wedding. Jordan was always the social climber and married the owner of Wellington Computers. Bailey was in between jobs and Jordan enthusiastically informed her that her husband was looking for a personal assistant.
Andre' was a tall, handsome man and Bailey felt an instant attraction to him. She was offered the job on the spot and against her better judgment she accepted the position. He had a magnetism that drew her like a moth to the flame.
Bailey chastised herself for her weakness. It was the cause of her marital discord and breakdown. Her failure to control her sexual urges had doomed her relationship with Jay. The long hours of service that Andre' required kept her away from her husband and all aspects of their life together suffered.
As Bailey sat sipping her tea, she gazed wistfully out at the trees, the early morning sunlight pouring through the branches and recalled the times that changed the course of her life...
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The money and benefits that came with Bailey's position at Wellington were far superior to her previous job. She was making more than her husband Jay, a college teacher and it gave her a false sense of superiority. After six months, Andre' allowed her the use of a company automobile and she had an expense account.
It started innocently enough with Andre' asking her to work half days on Saturday at his home. In spite of his allure to Bailey, she managed to keep things on a strictly professional level. Sometimes Jordan was there but she liked to travel and was usually off somewhere with a passel of her friends.
If the weather was good Andre' preferred working by the pool. His home was on a bluff overlooking the Pacific Ocean and while not palatial, it was large with all the trimmings of an estate. But, the setting had a seductive feel and he would invite Bailey to have lunch with him. Soon the mornings were stretching into afternoons.
Bailey was impressionable at the age of twenty eight and admired Andre' and the trappings of his wealth. In his early forties, his maturity, charisma and ruggedly handsome good looks were enticing to Bailey. Jay was the only man she had ever known and loved but lately she was having fantasies about sex with another man, Andre' in particular.
Bailey wondered what his body would feel like on top of her, how his penis might feel in her vagina or mouth. She diddled herself with these thoughts running through her head and experienced some rather breathless orgasms. She was dangerously close to cheating on her husband.
In late June after a morning of work, Andre' invited her to stay and use the pool. Jordan was in Las Vegas with friends and he would enjoy her company. Although the alarm bells in her head went off, she ignored them.
They had been working together for ten months and were familiar with each other and comfortable in each others company.
"Andre', I don't have a swimsuit," she said coyly.
Bailey's resolve to keep things on a professional level was crumbling.
"Do you really need one love? I find nudity so free,"
Bailey adored his British accent and with the privacy fence no one would see them. She threw caution to the wind and found a robe in the closet of the guest room. She stripped naked and appraised her look in the full length mirror. Her pussy was tingling with anticipation as she walked downstairs.
Outside and with Andre' in the hot tub, Bailey let the robe fall on the deck. She was proud of her body and wanted Andre' to see what the long hours in the gym had done for her. She slipped in the hot tub and sat submerged to the waist with her breasts jutting forward, the nipples hard and protruding.
Andre's heart skipped a beat. The sight of Bailey's firm, lithe body gave him a throbbing erection. He had often wondered what she looked like naked and she was hotter than he had imagined. Her breast were round and very firm on her slender frame, they looked extraordinary.
She was a nubile young minx and he planned on exploring every orifice of her body. His cock was straining for some attention and he hefted his body out of the water and sat on the edge.
Bailey was determined to delve into the unexplored part of her sexuality. She stared at Andre across the hot tub, leisurely stroking his cock. Not only was he very handsome, but he had the type of hard, muscular, Greek god type of body that lit a fire inside her. A drop of clear fluid was visible on the head of his impressive rod.
Bailey could see that he was larger than Jay with a little wider circumference. Andre's penis had a majestic, sculpted appearance. The ball sack showing two oval shaped testicles was equally impressive. She'd fantasized about sucking his cock and overcome with desire, she launched herself across the hot tub until she was directly in front of his manhood.
She smiled at Andre' whose eyes were alive with lust. He wanted this to happen, she was sure of that. With that in mind, she grasped the shaft of Andre's throbbing hard on at the base and licked the head.
Bailey's tongue slid along the ridges and veins that stood out. Andre's cock was big but not too big. She was fascinated by the purplish head, wider than Jay's and she engulfed it with her mouth. Bailey gently sucked the swollen mushroom and lathed the sensitive underside with her tongue.
She leisurely slid her lips up and down the tumescent shaft, thrilled by the hardness of his cock.
