Alice stood outside Richard's apartment, her heart pounding in her chest. She had always imagined that seeing him again would bring back a rush of memories from their university days, but she hadn't expected to feel this upset.
Richard opened the door, a look of concern on his face. "Alice, what's wrong?" he asked, pulling her into a tight hug.
She sighed, feeling the weight of the world lift off her shoulders. "It's nothing, really. I just needed to get out of the house for a while."
He led her into the living room, pouring her a glass of cognac. "Here, have a drink. You look like you could use it."
She took a sip, feeling the warmth spread through her body. "God, I haven't had cognac in years. It brings back so many memories."
Richard chuckled, sitting down next to her. "I remember the time you drank an entire bottle and tried to climb the statue in the quad. You were so wasted."
Alice laughed, the memories flooding back. "I was such an idiot back then. But you were always there to bail me out."
They spent the next hour reminiscing, sharing stories and laughing at their past mistakes. But as the night went on, Alice's mood began to darken.
"Richard, I need to talk to you about something," she said, her voice low and serious.
He looked at her, concern etched on his face. "Of course, what's on your mind?"
She took a deep breath, feeling the alcohol loosen her tongue. "It's my husband. He's just... he's not satisfying me anymore. In bed, I mean."
Richard listened attentively, offering comfort as she complained about her husband's lack of sexual prowess.
"I'm sorry, Alice," he said, his voice soft. "That must be really hard for you."
She nodded, feeling the tears prick at the corners of her eyes. "It is. I feel like I'm going crazy. I love him, but I can't help the way my body reacts to other people."
They stepped out onto the balcony, the cool air helping to clear her head. Richard gave her a friendly hug from behind, feeling her body tense up.
He pulled away, looking at her with concern. "Alice, are you okay?"
She nodded, feeling her face flush. "I'm sorry, I just... I don't know what to do."
Richard reached into Alice's jeans, feeling the wetness through her underwear. She froze, unsure of what to do.
"Alice, it's okay," he said, his voice soft. "Let me help you."
She pulled away, running back into the apartment. Richard followed her, sitting down next to her on the couch.
"Alice, talk to me," he said, his voice gentle.
She confesses that she doesn't want to cheat on her husband, but her body is betraying her. Richard continues to comfort her, slowly breaking down her defenses.
Alice moans, hugging Richard tightly. She can't resist the growing arousal. They start kissing, and Richard begins to touch her breasts.
Alice timidly touches Richard's crotch, feeling his hardness through his pants. He pulls down his pants, and Alice begins to jerk him off.
Alice takes Richard's cock in her mouth, sucking and licking it. Richard cums in her mouth, and Alice happily swallows it.
Richard pulls off Alice's jeans and panties, spreading her legs and beginning to lick her pussy. Alice moans and strokes Richard's head.
Richard starts fucking Alice, and she hugs him tightly, enjoying the feeling of his cock inside her. They cum together, and Richard pulls out, leaving Alice satisfied.
Richard assures Alice that he won't ruin her family life and that she can always come to him to relax and unwind. Alice gratefully gives Richard a blowjob in the shower, taking his sperm down her throat.
As Alice leaves Richard's apartment, she feels a sense of relief. She knows that what happened was wrong, but she can't help the way her body reacts to Richard. She knows that she can't let this happen again, but she also knows that she can always count on Richard to be there for her.
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