Cheating Phone Sex With Venus - Making My Gardener Cheat On His Wife (AI inspired Story)

Venus had become cautious of heartbreak and the disappointments of dating. For her, relationships were a series of upsetting letdowns, where each time she dared to hope that she had found the one, a harsh truth shattered her dreams. Sometimes he'd secretly have a girlfriend, or worse, a wife, or perhaps he lived a busy life, hiding his true intentions, which were usually just short term fun. It always felt like an impending doom, like a meteor crashing into her perfect world, leaving chaos in its wake. So accustomed to love's bruises, she had become numb to the recent end of yet another failed relationship.

Maybe it was time to embrace her freedom and reject men entirely. Yet, she recognized this was easier said than done. Life had its constant cycles, and she felt tethered to this particular one. In relationships, true power seemed fleeting; eventually, the other person could slip away at any moment. How she longed for total control—to ensure her own heart remained unharmed. Then the realization struck her that being single was the path to happiness.

Still, that sense of complete freedom felt elusive. Life didn't let her escape the yearning for a boyfriend, which she couldn't ignore. A part of her would always crave the closeness of a man.

For a couple of years, Juan had been employed as Venus's gardener. Their relationship was friendly; he often shared stories about his kids and marveled at how his wife balanced their hectic family life. In return, Venus opened up to him about her own failed romances.

Of all her employees, Juan was her favorite. His patience and kindness stood out. She also couldn't help noticing his good looks—the sun-tanned skin complemented by a short, dark beard and wavy black hair. His sculpted arms, a testament to his physical work, were often on display. While occasionally she entertained flirtatious thoughts about him, she would typically push them aside.

However, as time passed, those thoughts became increasingly difficult to dismiss. Seeing Juan regularly and choosing to step back from romantic engagements heightened her desires, leaving them teetering on the edge. Even though Juan was devoted to his marriage, she sensed his attraction toward her. She started sunbathing by her pool while Juan worked, aware that his gaze lingered on her, stirring a thrill within her.

Juan admired Venus's beauty, yet he could never entertain the idea of being unfaithful. Attraction was a natural instinct, but he recognized the importance of commitment and loyalty to his family. It was entirely human to appreciate Venus's slender figure and the way her skin glistened under the sun.

While Juan found solace in his fantasies, Venus craved more—an irresistible, tantalizing idea began to form in her mind. For once, she saw a chance to seize all the power for herself.

The morning Juan arrived for work, she stood in the yard, engrossed in a book.

"Good morning," he greeted her.

"Morning, Juan," she replied, smiling but keeping her eyes glued to her book.

Concerned by her demeanor, Juan asked, "Is everything okay?"

"You need this job, right Juan? Losing it would be tough, wouldn't it?"

Startled, Juan replied, "Of course not! Have I done something to upset you?"

"I just have a favor to ask," she said, avoiding eye contact to mask her nerves. "If you do it, you can keep your job."

"Anything," he answered.

"I want you to sleep with me," she stated boldly.

Juan felt time freeze—he must have misheard her.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" he stammered.

"I. Want. You. To. Fuck. Me," she commanded, emphasizing each word.

"You...you can't be serious," he responded, stunned. "I have a family!"

"Nothing will happen to them, except perhaps you losing your job. It might be hard to find another one given your record. They'll want a reference from me," she asserted, attempting to project confidence even as her hands trembled inside.

Juan fell silent, contemplating, though it felt like forever. "Okay," he sighed, resigned.

A smirk played on Venus's lips as she took his hand and guided him inside. She sat down in a chair, slowly unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down to reveal herself.

Juan knelt and felt temptation consume him, tracing the tip of his tongue across her inviting form as she encouraged him further with her hands in his hair. He savored her, the taste of her becoming intoxicating, taking her teasing soft moans as signals of her pleasure.

He slipped a finger inside her, layering her physical delight with tenderness, while his tongue continued its dance. The heat between them modernized once improperly pondered but now ignited with pure, visceral energy.

She found herself guiding him away to reveal her back, wanting him close, craving physical fulfillment. "Bring me to the edge now," she commanded.

Venus pushed him on, a heady mix of power and yearning, as his wants clashed and bodies moved. In the short-lived haze of their meeting, vows were made useless and loyalty was forgotten. Both of them came out of it out of breath, struggling with how complicated joy is, lost somewhere between being satisfied and feeling guilty. "Congratulations," Venus offered Juan a satisfied smile, her words tinged with casual dominance. "You get to keep your job." Soon after, Juan stepped outside, a silent resignation looming over him.

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