The room swirled around him. His heart raced out of his chest. He had to remind himself to breathe. This wasn’t really happening. It had to be a bad dream - surely he would open his eyes any moment now, and none of this would be happening.

Only, it wasn’t a dream. It was very real.

“Landon? What do you have to say for yourself?” Andrew queried in a stern voice. Andrew was a co-owner of the plumbing company Landon had worked for these past two years.

Landon sat in disbelief as he stared at the pictures Andrew was showing him on his phone. There was nothing he could say. A picture is worth a thousand words.

How did he get here? How did he screw things up so badly? How was he going to fix this?

Two years ago, Landon was on top of the world. He had just received his Red Seal as a plumber, and been brought on as a firefighter at his local volunteer Fire Department. He was dating a beautiful young lady, and they were talking of getting married and starting a family. Life was good for a twenty-two-year-old.

He made many friends in the fire department, and before long, he was offered a job with two officers in the department who had their own plumbing company. Landon was a hard worker, and eager to please, which was noticed by everyone around him.

Then came that fateful day. Landon was stocking his work truck with the needed supplies for his next job when Beth walked into the workshop. The click of her high heels on the floor announced her arrival before he saw her. As she came around the back of the truck, she startled.

“You’re not Blake!” she exclaimed. Pausing to look at the new hire, she then held out her hand. “You must be Landon! Nice to meet you. I’m Beth - Blake’s wife.”

Landon stood frozen, forcing himself to smile. ‘Say something,’ he told himself… Instead, he just nodded and shook her hand. His cock immediately jumped and hardened in his jeans. She was the sexiest woman he had ever laid eyes on.

Beth was a thirty-year-old bombshell with long blonde hair, warm brown eyes, small perky tits, and an ass and legs that just wouldn’t quit. She was dressed in a professional business suit, presumably on her way to work at the accounting firm where she was an executive assistant.

It was hard for Beth to miss Landon’s reaction to her. Her eyes drifted knowingly down to the very obvious bulge in his pants. With a devilish glint in her eyes, she said, “I look forward to getting to know you better. Much better...”

What did she mean by that? He was reading too much into it - she was a happily married woman, after all. Wasn’t she?

“Any idea where Blake is?” she asked.

“Um, I think he’s at the job site over on Oak Drive,” Landon replied.

“Okay. I’ll stop there on my way. Thanks!” Beth said as she gave him a wink and turned to leave.

Landon watched her leaving, her long wavy hair swaying, her ass wiggling seductively with every step. The scent of her perfume lingered in the air. He drank it all in, her image and scent seared into his mind.

As the weeks rolled by, Landon was unable to get Beth out of his mind. He began working late with Blake, hoping she would stop by, which she inevitably did. There was always a smile, sometimes a laugh, and if he was really lucky, a kind touch. Those touches, seemingly insignificant to Beth, were turning Landon’s world upside down. His longing and desire were beginning to override his senses.

Soon it was time for the company Christmas party - it was going to be a dinner at a local restaurant for the five company employees and their dates. Landon, however, would be going alone as his long hours at work and lack of attention had driven away his girlfriend. He should have been sad about it, but he felt surprisingly free.

The restaurant was packed when Landon arrived. He quickly found the table and took a seat facing towards the door. He ordered a drink and chatted with the other two coworkers and their dates. He froze when the door opened and Blake and Beth walked in. She was wearing a sexy red dress that sparkled with every move she made. Her hair was pulled back off her face and cascaded down her back in loose curls. Diamonds dangled off her ears, reflecting the Christmas lights and candlelight. She was breathtaking and Landon’s cock reacted immediately.

Much to his delight, Beth took the free seat beside Landon. Her thigh was touching his as they all made small talk and shared stories. Occasionally Beth would would elbow him or grab his thigh, or sometimes his arm as she laughed. The drinks were flowing and everyone was relaxed and happy.

After finishing their meals, a local band took the stage. Soon the dance floor was filling up. Beth stood, extending her hand to Blake, inviting him to dance. He flat out refused. Beth pouted and turned her attention to Landon.

“Dance with me!” she pleaded.

He didn’t need to be asked twice. “Sure!” he replied. “Anything for the boss’s wife.”

They hit the dance floor, laughing, singing, and holding hands. It all seemed perfectly innocent, that is, until the music slowed. Landon pulled Beth close to him as they started to sway together. His hand slid down her waist, little by little, until he was cupping her ass. Beth could feel Landon’s erection pressing into her belly as her stiff nipples pressed against his chest.

Thankfully, they were hidden from the view of their table by the sea of couples dancing together. Feeling emboldened, Landon bent his head down and lowered his lips to hers. Beth looked up at him with her warm brown eyes and returned the kiss. It was as if the whole world around them stood still. All too soon, the song was over, and the band went on their break, leaving Landon and Beth to return to their table.

They both acted like nothing happened, but there was a tension between them that wasn’t there before. A keen observer would have noticed their flushed cheeks, and Beth’s lipstick mysteriously on Landon’s lips, but luckily, everyone was too drunk at this point to notice. The party was about to break up as the cars that had been hired to take everyone home safely were due to arrive.

Landon said his good nights to everyone as they left, opting to stay at the bar. He wasn’t ready to go home to an empty apartment with nothing to do but imagine Beth fucking Blake after their night out. He was jealous, even though he had no right to be.

Almost an hour later, he felt a hand on his shoulder, startling him.

“Is this seat taken?” Beth whispered into his ear.

“It is now,” Landon replied as a grin spread across his face. “What are you doing back here?”

“Blake passed out - he had too much to drink. I still wanted to, umm… dance…”

“I see,” Landon said, sensing the opportunity he was looking for. “Then come dance with me!”

They took to the dance floor again, this time their hands explored each other more openly as they swayed in time with the music, pelvises gyrating together. Beth could feel Landon’s hard cock pressing into her. After a few songs, she stood still and leaned in to whisper in his ear, “Take me to your place.”

Grabbing her hand, Landon took Beth and headed out the door, hailing a cab to take them home. They climbed into the back seat, unable to keep their hands off each other. Landon’s hand crept up her thigh, finding her warm, wet entrance. He pushed aside the flimsy panties and slid his finger along her delicate folds.

Meanwhile, Beth’s hand found his bulge and slowly unzipped his pants. The noise caught the attention of the cab driver, who gave a knowing glance in the rearview mirror, smiling at the passionate couple.

As they pulled into the driveway, Landon paid the driver and they clamoured to the door. Before the door was even shut, they were peeling each other’s clothes off. Landon watched in awe as the sparkly red dress slid off Beth's shoulders and fell to the floor. She stood before him in just a sexy black lace bra, thong, and garter belt which held up the black silk stockings. She was stunning.

Beth smiled, enjoying the obvious reaction he was having to seeing her. She pulled him to her and started undoing the buttons on his shirt, sliding it off to reveal the hard, six-pack abs underneath. She ran her fingers over his washboard stomach and grinned in appreciation - he had a body straight off one of those firemen calendars!

Her fingers needed to follow that “V” that disappeared into his pants, so she quickly fumbled with the button and zipper, shoving them off over his hips, followed closely by his underwear. His rigid manhood bounced free of its confines. Landon closed the gap between them and pushed Beth against the wall as his lips found hers, their tongues dancing together with an urgent hunger.

Being overtaken by pure lust, Landon had to thrust his cock into Beth immediately. He shoved aside her thong and lined his hard cock up with her slick entrance. In one swift movement, he buried himself inside of her. She gasped as he stretched and filled her pussy.

The combination of the alcohol and all the flirting that evening made Landon over-aroused, and after a handful of thrusts, he found himself exploding deep inside of her. He lost all control. Beth was both surprised and disappointed by his quick release.

Landon could immediately sense her disappointment, so he quickly took Beth by the hand and led her to the bedroom. He was determined to make it up to her, so he began slowly removing her stockings, unclipping them and rolling them down her creamy white thighs. His cock was already springing back to life as he kissed her pale flesh as it became bared.

Her thong was the next garment to hit the floor, followed by her garter belt. Landon was working his way up her body, his lips still kissing where her delicate lingerie had just been. Finally, his hands reached behind her, fumbling with hooks on her bra. Beth’s eyes closed as she awaited his lips on her breasts, her nipples hard and aching for his touch.

The sensation of his lips capturing her nipple sent a jolt of electricity straight through her, her moans spurring him on as he paid equal attention to both of her breasts.

Next, he laid her on the bed gently and crawled between her legs. His fingers began lightly tickling her thighs, spreading them open. He found the sticky nectar that was coating her pussy and scooped it up with his fingers. With his eyes locked on hers, he sucked them into his mouth.

“Oh fuck, baby, that’s hot!” she moaned in a deep, husky voice. “Do it again. Dig deeper this time.”

Landon wasted no time doing as she asked. He worked his fingers deep into her vagina, before sucking them back into his mouth.

“Let me help you,” Beth said as she plunged two of her fingers deep inside her, then offered them to Landon to suck. “Can you taste your cum?”

Landon nodded his head. “Yes, I can. Here - you taste,” he said as he once again plunged his fingers into her, this time offering them to her.

Beth moaned deeply in response.

It was time for him to bury his head between her thighs and explore her with his tongue. His tongue licked her labia, coaxing it to open like a beautiful flower right in front of him. His tongue slipped into her opening as he began to probe and suck. Beth’s hips began to writhe as her thighs squeezed his head between her thighs.

Landon could feel her whole body begin to tighten around him. Her thighs began to quiver, and as his lips closed over her clit for one more deep suck, he was rewarded with a face full of her sweet juices.

His now-throbbing cock needed to be buried deep inside of her again, so he crawled up, placing her ankles on his shoulders, and thrust deeply. Beth was still shuddering with the remnants of her orgasm. The feeling of her pulsing pussy around his cock made him cum again in record time.

They collapsed together into an exhausted, drunken slumber.

As morning dawned, Beth startled awake. A quick look at her surroundings brought the memories of last night flooding back. She smiled as she gathered up her clothes and got ready to head home before Blake woke up.

She gave Landon a quick kiss, waking him from his peaceful sleep. They shared a powerful look, full of everything they wanted to say but couldn’t. That may have been the first time, but they both knew it wouldn’t be the last.

In the eighteen months that followed, there were many more nights, and the frequency of their encounters accelerated. As they grew more comfortable with each other, they began to get careless. Nobody really questioned seeing them together - Landon was Blake’s employee, after all. But there would be a sensual touch - the kind reserved only for lovers, or a comment that indicated a shared intimacy.

Unbeknownst to them, people were beginning to talk. Beth's and Blake’s marriage was becoming more unstable, pushing her further into Landon’s open arms.

So here Landon sat, confronted with a series of pictures of Beth and him in public places, looking very much like a couple. Pictures of them out for dinner, strolling while holding hands, kissing, groping…

“Landon?” Andrew pressed again. “Are you going to say anything?”

Shaking his head, eyes wide, Landon tried to explain. “It’s just a misunderstanding…” He had to make this better.

“It’s a misunderstanding, alright. You thinking you still have a job is a huge misunderstanding. You have ten minutes to gather your belongings.”

In total shock, Landon gathered his things and cleared out. As stunned as he was, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. He had made his bed, and couldn’t wait to go home and lie in it... with Beth.