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Title: “Unfaithful Beauty: The Mother’s Betrayal”

Werstedy Haru was a stunning woman in her early thirties, with long silky raven hair, honey-brown eyes that sparkled with mischief, and a figure that would make a goddess weep with envy. Her husband Renji was a loving man, but utterly boring in the bedroom. He would finish within minutes, leaving Werstedy unsatisfied and desperate for more.

One afternoon, while little Mai was napping, Werstedy answered a knock at the door. Standing there was Akio, the ruggedly handsome carpenter who had been renovating their house. His bulging muscles glistened with sweat and his piercing gaze made Werstedy’s heart race.

“I’m finished with the repairs,” Akio said, his voice deep and smooth like velvet. “Are there any other…services I can provide for you, mistress?”

Werstedy felt a rush of excitement. She had been flirting shamelessly with Akio for days, and the way he looked at her always made her knees weak. Now, with Renji at work and Mai sleeping, she had a chance to indulge her fantasies.

“Come inside,” she purred, leading Akio into the bedroom. “I have a task that requires your…special touch.”

Akio chuckled as he closed the door behind him. Werstedy had hardly bothered with clothes – a lacy peignoir was her only defense against his roving eyes. He stripped off his shirt, revealing a chiseled torso tanned and sculpted from years of hard labor.

“Allow me to demonstrate my craftsmanship,” Akio said, embracing Werstedy and capturing her lips in a searing kiss. She melted against him, greedily drinking in his passion. His hands roamed her body, kneading and teasing until she was dizzy with desire.

Werstedy raised her arms to let the peignoir slither to the floor, exposing her naked beauty to Akio’s hungry gaze. His eyes drank in every curve as he undressed, freeing his impressive manhood. She reached out to stroke it, marveling at the size and hardness.

Akio pushed Werstedy onto the bed, drinking in the view of her lush body sprawled out just for him. His mouth latched onto a pert nipple, flicking the bud with his tongue until she was writhing against him. One hand delved between her thighs, parting her slick folds to find her aching clit.

He rubbed the sensitive nub in tight circles, his fingers dipping inside her dripping hole. Werstedy crooned her pleasure, spreading her thighs wider as he worked between her legs. His lips blazed a trail down her stomach to the humid juncture of her thighs.

Akio’s hot breath fanned over Werstedy’s center, making her twitch with anticipation. Then he pressed his tongue to her clit and she nearly screamed from the sudden pleasure. He feasted on her like a starving man, lapping and suckling until she tumbled headlong into the first sweet release.

Her inner muscles clenched around his probing fingers as the orgasm rippled through her. Before it had a chance to subside, Akio rolled a condom over his rock-hard cock and positioned himself at her entrance. With one smooth thrust, he buried himself to the hilt in her tight heat.

Werstedy cried out in ecstasy as he began to move, each roll of his hips sparking fresh waves of pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his muscular ass as she urged him on. The bed creaked rhythmically as he pounded into her, the wet slap of flesh against flesh filling the room.

Akio shifted her hips upward so he could drive even deeper, the head of his cock kissing her womb with every thrust. The new angle sparked stars behind Werstedy’s eyes. She clung to him desperately as the pleasure crested, sending her spiraling into oblivion.

Her pussy clamped down on him like a vise as she came, milking his release. Akio’s forehead fell to her shoulder as he shuddered, spilling himself into the condom with a guttural groan. They lay twined together, both struggling to catch their breath in the aftermath.

Finally, Akio pulled out and disposed of the condom before joining Werstedy on the bed. She curled into his side with a satisfied sigh, running her fingers through the sweat-damp curls on his chest.

“That was amazing,” she murmured. “You’re a master craftsman in every sense.”

Akio smiled and kissed the top of her head. “Same time next week, mistress? I’ll be sure to leave time for…extracurricular activities.”

Werstedy laughed, though guilt pricked at her heart. She knew it was wrong to betray Renji, but the sex had been too thrilling to resist. She would live for the stolen moments with Akio, and savor every touch like a secret sin.

As the two lovers drifted off to a sated sleep, neither gave a thought to the precious little life that slept innocently in the next room. For a moment, the world was narrowed to this stolen pleasure, good and evil both blurred in the heat of their passion. Werstedy smiled to herself, secure in the knowledge that her next dalliance with Akio would come soon enough.

Tenderly, she laid a hand upon her still-flat stomach, wondering if her wicked ways would bear any untoward fruit. Only time would tell, but for now, she would satisfy herself in the arms of her secret lover, untroubled by the consequences of her sinful liaison.