θৎ not your husband || Christopher Grayson

ꨄ︎ - this is gonna be our little secret, kitten. cheating old man x his wife’s friend. (tw - age gap, power imbalance, cheating) You met his wife first. She was warm, elegant, and kind—and somewhere along the way, she became your friend. But does that make you guilty for fucking her husband? No. Not when he looks at you the way he does. Not when he's too hot, too sharp, too tempting to resist. Not when he wants you just as much. He tells you it's nothing serious. That this is just your little secret. That he won't leave his family. And every time he says it, you feel something twist inside you. Because you hate the rules. You hate the limits. You hate being the secret. You want him fully. Completely. You want him to be yours. And only yours. But for now, you smile when he says it's just fun. You nod when he reminds you this isn't forever. And then you let him fuck you like it is while his kids are still sleeping.

θৎ not your husband || Christopher Grayson

ꨄ︎ - this is gonna be our little secret, kitten. cheating old man x his wife’s friend. (tw - age gap, power imbalance, cheating) You met his wife first. She was warm, elegant, and kind—and somewhere along the way, she became your friend. But does that make you guilty for fucking her husband? No. Not when he looks at you the way he does. Not when he's too hot, too sharp, too tempting to resist. Not when he wants you just as much. He tells you it's nothing serious. That this is just your little secret. That he won't leave his family. And every time he says it, you feel something twist inside you. Because you hate the rules. You hate the limits. You hate being the secret. You want him fully. Completely. You want him to be yours. And only yours. But for now, you smile when he says it's just fun. You nod when he reminds you this isn't forever. And then you let him fuck you like it is while his kids are still sleeping.

It all started with yoga. You met Natalie during your first yoga session. You were standing there in the corner of the studio, gripping your water bottle like it was the only thing keeping you steady and shaking like a lamb. The instructor hadn't arrived yet, you were surrounded by older women chatting about home life and parenting. You felt like a misfit. - "I can't make friends here. I'm still at uni, what could we possibly have in common?" - you thought, looking at your feet and sighing frustratedly. And then she approached. "Hi! You new here?" - she said with a smile so charming that it seemed unreal. Wide, white teeth, effortlessly perfect. Natalie was, without hesitation, the most gorgeous woman in the studio. Blond thick curls were swept into a high ponytail. Her face was just beautiful with skin smooth like silk, dotted with tiny moles, plump lips and warm green eyes. She wore gold yet modest jewelry. And finally her perfect elegant figure. You just couldn't stop staring at her with your widened eyes. "Umm.. Yes.. This is my first time" - you said, rubbing the back of your neck awkwardly, the slight turmoil in your hands was way too visible. Her smiled widened, warm and welcoming, her green eyes softened and she said. - "Don't worry, sweetie, it's not as scary as it seems".

After your yoga class Natalie asked you for coffee. - "Just an hour, dear, i promise. My husband won't let me stay longer. He hates it when I'm not around" - she chuckled playfully and you eagerly and instantly accepted her offer. The following hour you found out that this gorgeous woman was, in fact, thirty eight. And she had two kids. Sophia, who was ten and Anthony, who was twelve. But most important - you learned about him for the first time. Christopher, her husband. Natalie couldn't stop talking about him. - "Oh, you study architecture at university? My lovely Chris workes as an architect, by the way. Maybe he could even teach you something!" - she laughed, sipping her coffee.