by Tara Raine
“Can I get one of those, honey? Soooo, did Connor tell you the good news?” There was something in the way Brent said “good news” that let Tanya know he didn't think it was good. She wondered what it could be because not many things could ruffle Brent's feathers. Feeding her curiosity, Brent looked at Connor then back at her.
“Shall you tell her or should I?” Brent asked. Tanya started pouring Brent a drink. She wasn't sure if she could look Brent in the eyes. Her paranoia had managed to rankle her nerves again.
“The surprise is all yours brother,” Connor announced seeming to make a point of looking her in the eyes. Tanya finished pouring Brent's drink.
“Connor will be staying with here with us for three more weeks.” Brent words were almost drowned out by the sound of glass breaking. Tanya accidentally let the glass slip out of her grasp when the words “staying here with us” came from Brent lips. Way to act normal Tanya. She mentally scolded her own stupidity.
“I'm sorry, I guess I've already had one too many,” Tanya said, hoping to come off as joking instead of suspicious. Brent must have bought it because he just said it was fine and he'd clean it up in a minute. Connor on the other hand, was smirking from ear to ear. Tanya was all too aware as his turned the smile into a sexual tease. He slowly grazed his tongue across his lower lip and then proceeded to bite it as he shot her a wink. Afraid of slipping up around Brent, Tanya made a quick exit, claiming to need to make a phone call. She silently cursed Connor for winding her up. After all, Brent wasn't going to deliver. Hell, he fingered his phone more than he did her! This knowledge once again helped to push aside her remorse. It was then Tanya knew she wasn't done with Connor just yet.
Tanya spent all of the next morning pulling dandelion weeds out of the ground. Once she finished that, she did her best to treat the invasive crabgrass that was threatening to take over their lawn. Despite his usual arguments, Tanya still asked Brent not to hire someone for the task. She found the task to not only be healing to her psyche, but the destruction of weeds also allowed her to release any pent up frustration. The whole Connor thing had her majorly stressing. Now those issues felt miniscule.
Tanya was really satisfied with her productivity; however, she was also very dirty in consequence. Wanting to feel refreshed, she decided to call it quits for the day. With an involuntary sigh Tanya stood up and removed her gardening gloves. Her body was sore from bending over for so long.
As she walked towards the mansion, Tanya spotted Connor in the upstairs window. Tanya watched him hang up the phone as she came up to the mansion. Losing sight of him, Tanya hurried her pace towards the second floor. Devious thoughts began to fill Tanya head as she walked up the stairs. He was going to be here for three more weeks. Hell, she couldn't last a day. She slowed down her steps as she reached the top.
Connor had his back facing her, but he must have heard her footsteps, because he turned around. Tanya gave Connor a pointed look as she sauntered past him on the way to the master bedroom.
“Mmm, this bath is going to feel really good,” Tanya said loud enough for Connor to hear her. She hoped he got the hint and joined her in the bathroom. She could already imagine rinsing his firm, soapy muscles.
Tanya closed the door to the master suite all but a crack. Over the last week Tanya and Connor had gotten to know each other well, both inside and out. Much to her surprise Tanya discovered that Connor had more of a flair for passionate romance that his brother, Brent. Brent’s idea of romance was once showing her the blue moon. It wasn't the kind of romance that people usually think—candles and soft music over dinner. It was more of an impulsive, world-be-damned, crash-and-burn passion. That meant Connor wouldn't be able to resist slipping into the shower with Tanya.
Checking her phone real quick for messages. Tanya saw that Brent had texted to let her know that he would be back later that night. So much for spending time together. She pushed back her bitter thoughts.
Tanya stripped out of her dirty clothes, leaving them on the bedroom floor, and padded across the carpet to the bathroom. Careful to turn the knobs that controlled the water just right, she used her hand to check the temperature of the water. She waited until it just right and once it was, Tanya slipped into the bath. She slowly let the upper part of her body slide down into the water until only her nose hovered over the surface of the water. She thought about how strange things would be with both Brent and Connor around.
The last week had been like Sex Olympics, an experience previously unknown to her. Tanya wasn't sure if she was ready for it to end. When it did, Tanya knew it would go back to being getting laid once a month, with Brent being too tired half the time to actually perform with any real passion. So where was the fun in that? Brent didn't seem to really get that it wasn't good for her if he wasn't into it. She couldn't ride half of an erection. In the past, she had made the mistake of she'd bringing up that maybe he should get a prescription for Viagra from his doctor. Brent just blanched and said that he didn't need help from a pill.
Tanya inhaled deeply through her nostrils and slipped completely under the water. She loved the feeling of the water encasing her body. It was silky and sexy. It also reminded her of when she was a kid and she used to spend a lot of time in the bath, all alone with imagination. Now that she was an adult, the small underwater enclave represented a chance escape from all the pressures of life. It wasn't that Tanya had it particularly hard, it was just that sometimes the stress of everything got to her.
She'd wondered if maybe she had tried harder or did things just a little differently that somehow, someway she would reawaken the fire that had been between her and Brent before the move. Even though Tanya's instinct caused her to blame herself, deep down she knew it wasn't her fault. She was at a loss. Tanya didn't like feeling helpless.
When she broke the surface of the water for air she found herself gasping for breath. How long had she been under for? Sometimes it was hard to tell. Tanya wasn't sure how long she could hold her breath, but she knew it was a really long time by most standards. Once, when she had been tired from a long week of work, she almost fell asleep while she was under water. She still could remember the feeling of coughing up water when she had taken half a breath of it into her lungs.
When she finally stopped gasping and sputtering for air she tilted her head to shake the water out of her ears only to hear music playing softly from the bedroom. What the hell? Who turned that on?
“Connor,” Tanya called out, letting out a giggle. “Is that you?”
Chapter Six: The Romantic
No response came from the other side of conjoining door. Tanya began to fear she had made a mistake by calling out Connor's name. What if was Brent who turned the music on wanting to surprise her? He could have decided to come back home early. Tanya tried to calm herself, standing carefully in the tub so she wouldn't slosh a bunch of water onto the floor. Once out, she pulled the drain plug and toweled off. As she dried herself off Tanya perked her ears. The music coming from her room was soft and sounded like it originated from country other than America; maybe Italian? She couldn't tell, but it didn't really fit Brent's taste. She felt that the romantic music suited Connor more.
“Connor, if that's you in there you need to tell me!” Tanya said, trying to sound like she didn't want it to be him. This way she could cover up her previous mistake if Brent was in there instead.
Once again, nothing. Her blood ran cold. If it was Brent, would she be able to play off that her laughter had just been nervous laughter and not giggles of anticipation? Surely Brent would believe her instead of jumping to the conclusion that she and Connor had been fooling around all week. Even though he would be right since that was exactly what they had been doing. Tanya felt a twinge in her heart as she thought of the bad reaction Brent might have to the news. Although really, Tanya didn't think it was all that big of a deal. The way Brent had chosen work over her for months and virtually ignored their relationship this past month had managed to turn part of her heart
towards him hard. She still loved him, but she knew that some very real changes needed to happen in their relationship.
She hadn't hired a random hot pool boy to fuck while he was at work; instead Tanya had ended up canoodling with Connor. At this point she wasn't sure if that was better or worse. Tanya didn't call out again not wanting to risk saying something stupid that she wouldn't be able to explain her way out of. Not knowing what to expect, Tanya held her towel close to her body as she hesitantly walked into bedroom.
Candles were all over the place. They lined the shelves, tables, and bed posts and cast a warm incandescent glow over the entire room. Rose petals were sprinkled across the floor creating a path to the bed. On the bed the pile of rose petals was thick and inviting. The petals weren't the usual red. Instead the candlelight gave the white petals a golden hue and royal purple petals contrasted beautifully. There was no one in the room, but Tanya knew who had set up the romantic scenery.
With her fear now gone, Tanya tossed her towel back into the bathroom and shut the door. A smile of anticipation broke out on her face as she followed the rose petal path to the bed. She climbed onto the bed and proceeded to stretch out naked on pile of petals. Tanya couldn't stop herself from sliding her body around to feel their silken touch across every inch exposed flesh. The sensation made her nipples harden and stand on end. She couldn't wait until Connor made his appearance, finding it hard to believe that he had gone to so much trouble.
“That sight made it all worth it.” Tanya tuned her head lazily to peer at Connor who from the look in his eyes had been watching her wiggle around.
He was leaning against the door jam, his face made golden by the flickering light. His muscular form was silhouetted by the light in the hallway.
“I can't believe you did all this,” she said. “But how are we going to be able to get this all cleaned up by the time Brent comes home tonight?”
Tanya was waited for the look of realization to sweep over his face, but it didn't.
“You can just reuse it with him!” Connor suggested, his eyes lighting up. He was obviously pretty taken with his own cleverness.
“Well aren't you a bold one?” Tanya said. “Did you think of that just then or was that honestly the plan the entire time?”
Connor took a few steps into the room. Tanya noticed that he was wearing what looked to be only a blue robe with nothing underneath it. Investigating she looked at the robe's crotch and saw a bulge there that made her quiver and she could feel her body wetting more. Tanya was eager for Connor to touch her; eager for those waves of pleasure rippling through her body.
“I thought of it when I was buying the rose petals,” Connor said. “And I figured this set up would be a nice surprise for Brent when he got home. You and him could really have an intimate moment with a set up like this.”
Tanya smiled. She didn't want to think about Brent right now. Nor did she want to think about the impending danger of him coming home and catching them together in their bed, surrounded by candles and rose petals.
“What are you waiting for?” Tanya asked as she writhed on the bed to give a little tease. “Or are you just going to stand there and watch me have fun all by myself?”
“I'm not sure. I haven't decided yet” Connor said deviously. “Do you want me to come touch you, baby girl?”
Connor took a few short steps toward the bed, but then stopped. Tanya wished she had something to throw at him that wasn't rose petals or flammable. He was such a tease. She hated it and she loved it. Fine, she could play his game.
“Yes,” Tanya said as she began to lightly run her hands down over her aching peaks, moving them closer together as she inched towards her freshly waxed mound. “I want you to touch me more than anything, I want your touch here,” she pleaded as she pinched her nipples. “And here,” she said in a more sensual tone, spreading her legs and bending her knees. Connor's eyes were hungry as he watched Tanya slide her hand down to caress her wet pussy lips. She held herself open to him and decided to play to his ego. “Oh, Connor, you make me feel so good! Please, come touch me! My hand just doesn't feel the same.”
Her methods of seduction worked. Connor bounded the last few steps and sprung into the bed beside her. Wasting no time, he delicately took each of Tanya's nipples between his teeth and flicked them with his tongue. His mouth had her arching her chest to allow him more access. Connor ran his hand down her chest to her pubic mound, then to the folds of her pussy. After this week he was an expert at finding all the right spots. Connor groaned when he found her pussy moist and ready. He used her juices to easily slide a finger inside her, feeling around her for her G spot. When he found it, Tanya's eyes rolled into back into her head.
“Fuck yes,” Tanya said. “More!”
Connor kissed her, hard, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth. Tanya loved when he did this and wrestled his tongue with her own. She liked his dominance in bed. It was liberating, not having to be in charge of things. She had a hard time staying focused on one thing as Connor hit as many pleasure centers as he could. He continued going from her mouth to each nipple. Then suddenly she felt him shift his weight and scoot down the bed. His face was now just above her pussy.
“Do you want me to suck on your clit?” Connor asked. He used his fingers to part her folds and blew on her clit.
“Baby, please suck on my clit,” Tanya said. “Eat me out, please! Fuck, I need it so bad. Please give it to me.” His blowing coupled with feeling exposed had Tanya begging for more.
Connor carefully started playing with Tanya's clit using the tip of his tongue. He sucked her clit up between his lips and rolled it gently between them, careful not to let the super sensitive group of nerve endings touch his teeth.
“Oh God, yes,” Tanya said. “Fuck yes, just like that. I love it when you play with my clit like that. Oh God…”
Tanya let out a low moan as Connor went to town on her clit with his tongue keeping it between his lips for a moment before letting it slip out. He swirled his tongue lightly over her clit. Tanya bucked her hips into Connor's face while in the throws of her pleasure, and it became apparent to both of them that she was building to a climax. Connor picked up the intensity of his tongue's movements. He ran it across her most sensitive part and Tanya responded in kind by thrusting her hips into his face while pushing the back of his head; his tongue ground even harder into her pussy.
“I'm going to cum!” Tanya shouted. “Oh my God, I'm going to cum so fucking hard!” Tanya's back arched and her toes curled as an orgasm rocked her body. Connor did his best to keep his tongue in constant contact with her clit as her body continued to climax but found difficult due to Tanya's body moving around. To make up for it, Connor slipped two fingers deep into her pussy and massaged her G spot as quickly as he could. From the moans that Tanya made, it intensified her orgasm as Connor knew it would. Before she could stop herself Tanya let out a loud moan.
Chapter Seven: The Aftermath
“What the fuck?!”
Tanya's heart skipped a beat as the sound of Brent's angry voice. It couldn't be! Had they really been so foolish that they were now caught? Connor still had his fingers inside her, too shocked to move. It was as if they could make it unreal as long as they didn’t move. Snapping out of it once the image of Brent in the doorway didn't fade, Tanya shoved Connor away from her. She sat up and pulled the cover up over her chest.
“Oh my God, baby!” Tanya said. “I didn't think you would be home so soon! Connor was just helping me--”
Brent cut her off.
“Helping you what?!” he screamed, and then again. “Helping you what?!”
Connor sprung off the bed and turned to face his brother with a look of bemusement on his face. Tanya sat horrified not sure what she had been about to say.
“Brother,” Connor said. “Listen. I can explain everything. Tanya and I were just having a little fun while you were gone is all. Is it really that big of a deal? I mean, we are flesh and blood, so it's not like
anything has changed. Honest.”
Brent pinched the bridge of his nose while he shook his head. His normally fair skin was flushed, most likely from anger.
“What the fuck,” he said again, this time so soft it was barely audible.
“So you aren't mad?” Connor said. “Well that's good because I was worried that for some reason you might get upset. But I guess you've matured as a person since--”
“Shut the fuck up,” Brent said. “I don't want to hear your stupid fucking voice. This is what I get from you after letting you stay here. I was out of my fucking mind to trust you.” Without saying anything else Brent turned and stormed down the hall. His feet stomping so hard it knocked pictures off the wall.
After his footsteps faded down the hall, Tanya and Connor looked at each other completely stunned. She could tell he had been expecting a different reaction from his brother.
“I guess it's best to, uh, go to my room now,” Connor said. He gathered his clothes up and headed out the bedroom door, giving her was last long glance.
What should she do? Tanya wondered. She sat in shock, still partially covered with the comforter that she held like a security blanket. She wanted to chase after him but if she did it now, before he'd had time to process everything, who knew what he would do. Tanya wanted to believe that Brent was a stable, mature adult who wouldn't let his emotions get the best of him, but at the same time she didn't want to be naive about the situation. In many ways she already had been. She had been foolish to think they wouldn't be caught at some point and her wishful thinking let her believe he wouldn't be upset, but understanding.
Brent had just walked in and caught her and Connor in a situation that they couldn't just explain away. In fact, there was absolutely no way to explain it away. At all. Tanya was scared he would just outright kick her out of the house, telling her to fuck off. What if he never talked to her again. For the first time she thought about what she would do if she were in his position. Would she be able to handle it like a rational adult? Would she be able to understand what drove her husband to commit adultery? They were hard questions to answer. It was one of those things you didn't know how you'd react to until after it was completely all said and over with.