'Don't do it Joel,' he tells himself.
He turns on the computer, 'don't do it, his inner voice calls out.'
He double clicks the security CCTV software icon, don't do it, again the voice begs.
He clicks on the icon for the pool house, a bed comes into view on the monitor. The camera is mounted in the corner of the room looking down onto the bed and showing most of the room. The bedroom is empty and Joel reaches for the computer mouse to turn off the program, but then he see a man walk into the room. A naked man. His hair is wet hair from the pool or a shower and he is young, maybe 25 to 30. He is muscular, lean, fit, and tan, calling this young man an Adonis would be an understatement. Joel watches as the man lays on the bed, spread eagle like he owns the place.
Joel’s wife, Anna, walks in also wet and naked. Her long nipples standing proud on her small breasts. At 45 she is very fit and looks fantastic. A life as a gymnastics instructor has given her a tight, athletic body. Anna is attractive with short mousy brown hair and a smile that can light up a room, she may not be fashion model stunning, but she is everything to Joel.
Joel watches as Anna climbs into the bed beside the Young Adonis. They begin to kiss, long, slow and passionate. She places her hand on his chest and plays with his nipple, gently pinching and pulling. Joel can see the Adonis’s cock starting to swell. Anna wraps her leg around his leg, slowly and seductively, while she moves her hips back and forth, rubbing her groin against his leg.
The Adonis takes Anna's hand from his chest and moves it down, tracing a line over his flat abs and then teasingly stops just above his groin. He tilts his hips up, encouraging her to move on.
Her hand slides down past the Adonis’s cock and cups his balls, gently pulling them downward. His cock reacts and swells with the pleasure. She takes hold of his cock, softly stroking its length. He grows and hardens with each stroke. Her wedding and eternity rings catch the light streaming in through the large glass doors; they glisten, taunting Joel as he watches on the computer monitor. The rings look small on her hand; her hand looks small wrapped around his cock.
She climbs on top of him, straddling him, then reaches down and guides his cock into her. Just a little at first and then in one quick move she slides down, taking his full length. She leans back, taking all of him into her but she doesn’t move, she is in control.
The camera is in the back corner of the room and Joel can see the young Adonis move his hands up to Anna’s body. Joel knows he is playing with her nipples. She moves slowly up until he is almost out of her, then comes down hard, all the way; over and over she does this, teasingly. Slowly up, then down again driving him into her. Joel watches his wife move, the muscles in her legs and buttocks flexing with each rise and fall of her body.
The Adonis puts one hand behind her and pulls her down onto him, with the other hand he cups her tiny ass. He raises his hand then slaps her ass, just hard enough to redden her cheeks. She drives harder and faster onto him. He wraps his arms around her back and rolls her over, now he is on top, and his arms extend out to take his weight. He arches up so only their groins are in contact. He is not moving, he is teasing her now.
Anna's young lover’s broad shoulders and tanned back taper to a narrow waist. His hard legs and buttocks are those of a professional gymnast. It's her turn now to tease and she slaps his arse. He begins to move, rotating as he thrusts in and out. There is urgency now and her hands are digging into his buttocks urging him on. His thrusts become harder, faster, harder, faster until Anna’s legs begin to shake, she pushes him off her, she has come.
Joel watches Anna move alongside her Adonis, side by side they cuddle and kiss. Joel's wife and the Adonis had not just had sex, they had made love. Anna says something to him and he replies. She smiles and slides down the bed, he has not come. The look on Adonis’s face and Anna’s bobbing head is enough to tell Joel the young man is getting a blow job.
Joel can't watch any more. He shuts the computer off and turns away, only then noticing his own cock is hard. He slaps himself in the face.
“What type of sick bastard gets a hard-on watching his wife fuck her boy toy?“ he growls at himself.
He walks upstairs to their bedroom. The bed is made. Anna has been true to her word and confined her affair to the pool house. He removes an envelope from his pocket and places it on the bed then walks out the front door to his minibus and drives away.
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Joel drives back to his office. There’s is a small bedsit out the back with a bed, kitchenette, and bathroom. He had it built for when staff need to stay over, in his wildest dreams he never thought it would be him sleeping there. Memories of the talk that led him to this point, to living here, overwhelm him. He walks into the bathroom, turns on the cold water tap, stands under the shower, and holds his face in his hands as he begins to cry.
Two days earlier, Joel had been outside cleaning the pool and admiring his newly painted home when his wife of 25 years approached him.
“Joel, remember I said I needed to have a chat this afternoon?”
“Sure, what's the matter?” he had asked with a smile, but he had noticed the worried look on her lovely face. Anna had been acting strange and distant for the last few months and he was worried.
With shaking hands, Anna had opened her purse and removed a monopoly card. Waves of shame and self-hatred flood over him. He had given her that card as a token twenty-four years earlier. Anna had been seven months pregnant with their first child. She had suffered morning sickness from day one, her moods had been erratic and she was depressed. She had lost all interest in any form of intimacy and acted as if she hated him most the time. Joel had confided in an older female work colleague, while looking for advice, and had been seduced into a two week affair that had almost cost him his marriage.
A separation followed and many months of counseling were needed before Anna would have him back. Regaining her trust was the hardest part. Their counsellor suggested that Anna may never trust Joel again; Joel in desperation had suggested she have an affair.
“I don’t want an affair!” she had screamed.
But their counsellor came up with a different idea. “Give her a get out of jail free card. If ever she wants to take a lover, she will give you the card back and you will support her. Doing it this way Joel, you will learn what living with doubt is like and Anna will know that she is not powerless. But Joel, only do this if you can commit, really commit that one day Anna may choose to play the card.”
Anna agreed and Joel gave her the card. During their marriage they raised two successful children, bought a beautiful house in the suburbs, and had a very successful business, and not once was the card ever mentioned again, until that day.
“That was over twenty years ago,” Joel had whispered as he took the card.
“I never told you I talked to that slut you slept with, did I. She told me she was sorry that she had used you, that she had wanted a younger virile man before she was too old to attract one and that when you came to her for advice, she saw an opportunity and went for it. I still don't know how she justified seducing you while I was pregnant, but I do understand why she wanted the thrill of a younger man. She wanted to feel young one more time.”
“Where is this going Anna?” Joel had asked.
“I am playing the card Joel. I am going to have an affair and you are going to live up to your agreement and allow it.”
“And if I don’t?” he had asked.
“Then the last twenty years were a lie and I am going to leave you.” she replied.
“Why are you punishing me now after all these years?”
“I am not punishing you, but I need this, we need this.”
“We need this?” Joel had burst out.
“I need you to listen now so I can explain, then I am going to leave and give you some space so you can decide. Joel, the look on your face when I gave you the card tells me you have never forgiven yourself for your affair. This will help you do that. I need this because I can. You gave me the card in case I ever wanted to take a lover and now I do. I love you Joel, but this is not about love, this about a promise you made, this is about what I want. You gave your word, I thought that meant something.“
“Who is he?” Joel had asked through clenched teeth.
“Emilio, the Spanish gym instructor that comes to the academy every year. He has been hitting on me for years. I keep telling him I am happily married but he said that just makes it better.”
“Where?” Joel had asked, trying to contain his rage.
“Here, you will move into the bedsit at the office. He will come and stay in the pool house with me for the week. He’s coming Monday and will be gone Friday, you come home the Monday after,” Anna had said, her determination and confidence took Joel by surprise.
“You are going to fuck him in our house?“
“No Joel, I wouldn't do that,” she snarled back. Joel knew she was referring to his mistake over twenty-four years ago. She had come home from work hours earlier than expected and had caught him and his lover fucking on their lounge room floor.
“Emilio and I will move in to the pool house, we won’t go in the main house. I will be discreet, no one will ever know he was here. I am going to work now, I will be back in four hours, so be good for your promise and don’t be here when I get back. Move into the office bedsit for the next week. If you are still here when I get home, I will leave you. I love you Joel but you owe me this and I am going to have it one way or another.” Anna turned and walk away. Joel knew he was defeated and there was not going to be any negotiation.
Joel turns off the cold shower; the knowledge of what will be going on at home has been eating him up. He had booked one of his staff into a job in Japan but decides to go himself. He packs a light travel bag and leaves the office for the airport.
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4 Days Later
For the first time that week Anna walks into the house, her young lover had left for the airport to return home to Spain. She had been true to her promise and kept her boy toy out of the house, but now he was gone and it was time to see if Joel could live with his old promise.
She had surprised herself just how much she had enjoyed her time with Emilio, but what surprised her most was how easy it had been too relax into the affair. The sex had been fantastic, wild and passionate, so unlike the sex she and Joel had been having, or not having, for a very long time. She had had some thoughts of regret that she had hurt Joel. But he had betrayed her at the most vulnerable time in her life; he would have to learn to deal with it as she had.
Anna picks up the phone and rings Joel's office. ”Joel Masterson’s Martial Arts Academy and Security Services," states the deep voice at the other end.
“Max, it’s Anna can I speak to Joel?” her confidence fading, a quiver of nerves starting in her voice, would he reject her?
“Anna, he's in Japan. He told me he left you a note. Anna, when Joel told me he was taking the bodyguard job he looked sick, I have never seen sensei look like that,” said Max.
“Did he leave a contact number?” she asks.
“No, he's at a health spa babysitting some pop-star; they won't allow any tech, no interruptions. I have a panic number but Joel told me to only use it in an absolute emergency. Anna, you two ok?“
“I don't know if we’re ok Max.” Tears begin to pool in her eyes. Joel, what have I done, she thinks.
Anna suddenly feels dirty. She goes upstairs to shower and as she walks into the bedroom she sees Joel's envelope on the bed. She opens the envelope and removes the letter, it is written in Joel's precise handwriting.
