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For the past two years she had devoted herself to charitable functions while of course finding the time to get her hair, nails, skin and other assorted body parts pampered on a regular basis. She’d also earned a degree in shopping 101 judging by the number of packages from expensive retailers like Bergdorf Goodman that building staff had toted up to her fourth floor apartment during this period. And now it seemed as if she’d gone beyond just being a spoiled trophy wife to being an adulterous one as well. It was a few days later and I was again at the front desk when the same man arrived with a smug expression on his pretty boy face. This time he said nothing as I called the apartment before sending him up but even as the elevator door closed I’d decided on my course of action. It wasn’t a rash decision on my part for in truth I’d thought about it over the last couple of days. One of the benefits to my job was having the time to contemplate the meanings of life and the universe as well as less weighty subjects even while working. First I waited around ten minutes to allow them time to get started. Then it was a simple matter for me to inform Jose I was going to take my scheduled break and to watch the desk as well as the front door for the next fifteen minutes. I took the elevator to the fourth floor and walked down the corridor until I reached the door I was seeking. Since the building was pre-war almost all the apartments had back doors that exited via the kitchens to allow for easier access to the trash chute. At that moment I was standing by the back door to apartment 4A. Then after first looking around to make sure no one was in sight I removed a key from my pants pocket and slipped it into the lock and turned it. The door opened silently to reveal the apartment’s unlit kitchen and I wasted no time in stepping inside and closing the door behind me. As soon as I was in the kitchen I heard sounds of passion coming from beyond the confines of the room. I first returned the key to my pocket before removing my smart phone and switching it to video mode. Next I crept to the door and crouched down low. It was the type that could swing in either direction so I pushed it a couple of inches out allowing me to spy into the sumptuous living room and I wasn’t disappointed with what I saw. There around fifteen feet from me was the beautiful and naked Mrs. Barnett straddling the pony tail guy while she rode him. They were on a yoga mat which rested on top of the plush carpeting and his hands held her waist as she worked her trim body up and down his shaft. I was so caught up in admiring her sexy figure that for a moment I forgot to hit record though that oversight was soon corrected. She looked incredible with her taut buttocks and toned thighs as they drove her body up and down. Her lustrous brown hair was cinched back in a pony tail and her fair skin had a light sheen of sweat from her exertions. From my angle I had a partial view of her shapely breast and facial profile which revealed her eyes were shut as she enjoyed herself. Perhaps she was nearing climax, for as I watched her moans became louder and the speed of her movement increased. But at that moment the man cried out he was cumming and with a disappointed sounding groan she scrambled off him. His hand grabbed his member and jerked it a couple of times when it began shooting cum in the air. It landed on her ass and leg as she hovered over him and after a few more strokes to coax out whatever remained he released his cock and sighed contentedly. She on the other hand appeared to be still wanting more for once he let go of his member Mrs. Barnett took hold of it and began to pump it to prevent him from going flaccid. Having seen (and filmed) enough I decided it was best to get out before I could be discovered. Easing the door back into place I stopped recording and stood up. On my tiptoes I retraced my steps to the apartment’s back door and quietly exited to the hallway. After locking it back up I then headed to the elevator. While riding down I had to chuckle while reflecting on what I’d observed and how turned on it had made me become. My own cock was like an iron rod in my pants and I actually thought about going to the restroom and taking matters in hand to relieve the pressure but I decided against it. Instead I’d let it deflate naturally and when I saw an opportunity to approach Mrs. Barnett I would act. Then when she was trapped between a rock and a rock hard cock I would receive the proper relief for my lust. The next morning I was manning the front desk when Mrs. Barnett headed out but I was unable to speak to her as another tenant was occupying my full attention. Good fortune was with me later however for when she returned in the early afternoon the lobby was vacant so I caught her eye with a subtle glance. “Yes hello Mrs. Barnett, I have a message for you” I said to her. As she came closer to the desk I continued speaking. “Well in fact the message is for your husband but perhaps you can pass it along since my shift is usually over before he returns.” “Why certainly. What is it Don?” she replied looking self assured and on top of the world at that moment. “Well its come to my attention that Mr. Barnett’s wife is being unfaithful to him and I wondered if he was aware” I stated with my face an expressionless mask. My words certainly caught her off guard judging by the raft of emotions that her face reflected in the following seconds but she quickly regained her composure and gave me an icy stare. “I don’t know what your game is but I hope you understand you’re treading on dangerous ground. All it takes is a word from me and you’ll be on the unemployment line…” “Well Mrs. Barnett they say a picture is worth a thousand words. I’m curious about what a video is worth, this video in particular” I replied as I placed my phone on the desk before her while keeping my eyes trained on her face. To say she looked shocked was an understatement and her hands actually grabbed the desk to steady herself. After taking some deep breaths her eyes met mine. “Has my….you didn’t show this to my husband, did you?” “So far - no. But why shouldn’t I? Believe it or not I like him and he’s always been good to me so I think he should know what goes on while he’s at work.” “Please Don, don’t! It would hurt him so much to find out.” “No doubt it would but you weren’t too worried before now. Maybe it has to do with you being afraid he’ll kick you to the curb if he finds out. Word was you had to sign an iron clad pre-nup before getting married. No doubt due to the conditions from when you two got together” I told her alluding to her past conduct. “Fine, so that’s your game. How much do you want for the video?” she hissed. “I’m shocked Mrs. Barnett, well maybe not considering the source. However I’m not looking for any money from you. We’re not all mercenary.” “What then? What is it you want?” she asked. Right after she spoke Mrs. Goldstein entered the lobby pushing a stroller and she came straight toward the front desk. “My shift ends at three” I whispered “ I’ll come to your apartment then.” With an imperceptible nod Mrs. Barnett then turned to go. She exchanged greetings with her fellow tenant before heading to the elevators. “Good afternoon Mrs. Goldstein. Are you here to pick up your package?” I inquired with a broad smile on my face as I pocketed my phone before she had a chance to see it. A couple of hours later found me changed from my uniform standing in front of the door to apartment 4A. When she answered I was surprised to see her wearing black yoga pants and a white t-back tank top but I’ll admit she looked hot in them. Without waiting for her permission I walked past her and headed for the living room leaving her to shut the door behind me. Before I reached it the smell of scented oil reached my nose, there was vanilla for certain and some other fragrance I couldn’t quite place. When I entered the room I saw the yoga mat on the floor which gave me a good idea. Turning I smiled as she followed me in but Mrs. Barnett didn’t appear to share my jovial mood. “Okay Don, tell me what it is you want?” “Well I’d like a drink for a start if you don’t mind.” “Fine, I have vitamin water if that’s okay?” “I was thinking more about a scotch and soda” I replied while sitting on the white leather couch and making myself comfortable. She grimaced but without a word turned and walked to the far side of the room where a liquor cabinet was located. A couple of minutes later she approached with my drink in her hand. Taking it from her I patted the leather cushion next to me. “No need to be hostile but suit yourself” I told her before taking a sip. “Not bad, cheers.” “I’m glad you approve of my drink making skills, now what is it you want from me?” After taking another sip I put the drink on the coffee table and looked up at her but seeing how she was getting upset I paused a moment before finally speaking. “Well two things really Mrs. Barnett. Wait, since I’m not on duty I guess we can call this a social situation. You don’t mind if I call you Claire, do you?” “At this point I suppose it doesn’t matter. Now please get on with it.” “Right you are Claire. Like I said two things; one - if you don’t want Mr. Barnett to find out about your indiscretion then from now on don’t see this young yoga instructor fellow anymore. If you want to continue practicing yoga perhaps you could go to a public class or get a female instructor instead.” “All right, I agree. But you said two things.” “Yes I did” I replied before finishing my drink and standing. “Now since you were looking outside your marriage for physical intimacy that might lead one to assume that perhaps all is not well in that department. Well that or you’re just a slut.” I had to laugh at her reaction to my words. It was clear that I pissed her off but under the circumstances what could she say. So instead she took a few breaths to calm herself before replying. “Maybe things could be better, or I should say more frequent in that area. I know my husband works long hours and can be tired but I have needs as well.” “No doubt you do Claire and I sympathize. Some might say it could be expected that when you marry a man twice your age he might not be able to keep up with you in that department. I guess that’s the price you pay when you marry for money. But like I said I do sympathize so I’ve come up with a way that makes everyone happy.”

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