Callum Johnson (P.O.V.) A few minutes passes as we both gathered strength after the vicious f*ck we had just taken part of. Eventually, I began to recover, rational thought starting to re-enter my brain. As I lied on top of Lisa on the desk, I was finally able to think clearly. Everything that had just happened finally hit me.Oh my God!What had I just done? Holy f*ck! What the f*ck did I do? I... I just cheated on my girlfriend! I just cheated on the love of my life with... with this skank! The neighborhood slut! What the f*ck was I thinking? I knew better, I did. I knew exactly what could happen, yet I played it out anyway. I let this happen. What the f*ck was I thinking? I knew exactly what kind of woman Lisa was and I had let this farce play out to the point where I fell victim.But at the end of the day, Lisa was not to blame. She had played her hand and it had worked on me. I had been seduced. I had

Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)In my sex-addled state, this sounded like a mighty tempting way of life. A way of life that, like Lisa Warden, was too tempting to resist. As she squeezed my swollen c*ck with her a*s, and she rubbed her huge bre*sts over my face, there seemed to be only one real choice.As if a shadow passed over my face, my expression changed. Pulling my face for a moment from between her mammoth jugs, I met Lisa's eyes with mine, and, letting my lips curl into an animalistic snarl, I growled a command."F*ck me, Lisa... f*ck me!"Her plump lips curling into an almost proud smile, she used her taut thighs to lift herself up, raising her a*s up, releasing most of my meaty pipe to the cool air of the neighborhood once again, leaving only the swollen head inside her. As she raised herself up, she slid her huge, sweaty bre*sts across my face. She held this position for a few moments, teasingly, before driving herself back down, her a

Colette Smith (P.O.V.)I had just gotten a call from Callum. While it was sweet that he called because he was thinking about me, I thought it felt quite odd. Usually at this job, at this hour of the night, he does not have anything to do, so he usually lays on his office couch and plays multiple games on his phone. In between games, he would message me just to let me know what he is doing but he never calls. Callum is the type of person to text everything he wants to say because he is not confrontational, and texting is just easier for him.Whenever he calls my phone, it almost always feels forced and awkward. Neither of us usually knows what to say unless we call each other for a specific reason and when this happens the call does not last more than three minutes. It is sad to think that we are not one of those couples who fall asleep on the phone with each other. I felt like that is one of the many things we are not comfortable with as a couple.

Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)Four months later…"Yeah, Colette, I am sorry he cannot talk right now, but the negotiations have been really crazy. He literally does not have a spare moment," I said, lying on my belly, curling a lock of my hair around my finger, lazily kicking my leg in the air like a teenage girl excitedly sharing gossip on the phone."I figured so," Colette said, "But I just wanted to check in on him, see how things are going.""Well, I tell you what, when he gets a free minute, I will have him give you a call," I replied."Thanks, Lisa, I really appreciate it," Callum's girlfriend said. "How has he been? Every time I have caught him lately, it seems like I keep catching him at the wrong time.""Yeah, he has been a bit impatient lately," I replied. "I tell you; he has been on my a*s lately.""Oh, I cannot imagine him being that bad," Colette replied with a laugh

Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)She had perfectly styled, shimmering black hair. Her smooth, tanned Brazilian skin was immaculate, and her body... it was mouth-watering. She had these massive, smooth, succulent bre*sts, pouring from her slim, stylish black dress. And her a*s was everything you would expect from a Brazilian woman, perky, and round and full... just amazing.She was beautiful, of course, simply gorgeous, but her most striking feature was her eyes. They were simply stunning, telling us everything we needed to know about her. She was a few years younger than both Callum and I, but there was a wisdom and intelligence in her those eyes we recognized immediately. We watched her appraise us, with the cool laziness that only a woman of her intense beauty could pull off, and we could both just tell that she had us spied out immediately. Just staring at her... it was clear she was reading us like a book, but she did not say anything. She did not war