Grooming Her into Homewrecking Ch. 01

Victor and Simone had been married for half a decade now, after years of suffering through a long distance relationship. The pain of separation had done nothing but strengthen their love for each other. They would write long passionate emails to each other every day, fall asleep on video call, and plan out their future lives when they had enough money to move together.

Victor was obsessed with Simone, and would constantly remind her of his attraction towards her, because Simone needed it. Since she was a little girl, she had struggled with her body image. Her parents' genes gave her an unfortunate shape, which she tried to manage by weaving in and out of eating disorders and unsuccessful diets. Before she was able to travel to Victor's home town to marry him, Simone had spent months and months starving herself, to prove how much he mattered to her. She wanted his cock hard at the very sight of her, and the pain of starving and sleepless nights on an empty stomach were well worth it.

Every morning they would wake up to each other's face and thank God the wait was over. They were finally, physically together, living in a modest apartment and already thinking about having kids.

And then one day Ana entered the scene.

Ana was the new intern at Victor's work where he did boring data entry all day. Their relationship started out innocently enough. The idea of cheating had not crossed Victor's mind the entire time Simone and him were separated from each other, but the more he and Ana got to know each other, some dark thought sprouted in his mind. He struggled with the idea at first, telling himself that there was no need to jeopardize his new marriage for a cheap thrill. But whatever logic he tried to apply would melt away at the sight of Ana's ample cleavage and adorable Romanian accent. She had recently immigrated to the States, but her English was nearly perfect, yet the obvious Eastern European accent excited Victor. Ana was friendly, and she was chatty, and something about her would shut down Victor's superego and made way for his cock to do the thinking. And all it could think of was cheating.

Ana knew Victor was married, so he knew it would be tricky. His flirting was subtle; dipping his toe into it, he would gently compliment Ana until she blushed and return a compliment or two. A quick glance at her big tits every now and again. Brushing the low of her back when walking past her. Telling Ana about a fight he had with Simone the night before, a fight that never actually happened. Asking her about her past relationships. Anything Victor could come up with to plant the seed of attraction in her mind, he would try it.

One night, Victor and Ana were alone at the office late at night. They got to talking in a more relaxed environment, no coworkers to walk in and ruin the mood, no deadlines to rush through.

"Things are a bit tense at home," Victor said at some point, a cliche line, but he knew Ana was innocent enough to fall for it.

"God, I'm so sorry," Ana said. "You spent so long working for this and now it's not working out so great, is it?"

"It's sad, I know, but I know we can pull through in the end. I just get so stressed between work and her emotional distance." A complete lie. Simone was nothing but adoring. She worshipped the love she had for Victor, which only heightened Victor's arousal at the thought of betraying her.

"You're going through so much stress," Ana said, getting close to him and pushing her chest against his shoulder. Victor knew she meant nothing by it, but her soft breasts pushing into him almost drove him into a frenzy. He controlled himself, knowing he needed to keep a cool head about this.

"The problem is, I always needed a lot of affection, and to be honest with you, I have a very high libido. It feels like a curse sometimes, especially because Simone is not like that at all. It can get very frustrating."

"Hmm... yeah, I get it," Ana said.

This was a win for him. The seed was firmly planted.

After that night, the flirting slowly intensified. He could tell Ana felt guilty about it ("Oh I should NOT have said that" became a running joke between them), but she was starting to enjoy it, she was loosening up. One night when Simone was sleeping, Victor texted Ana.

Victor: How are you doing? I've been thinking of you

Ana: heheh

Ana: i shouldnt say this but i've been thinking a LOT about you too

Victor: What kind of thoughts?

Ana: idk if i should say...

Victor: She's sleeping. You can tell me.

Ana: sigh

Ana: i've never done this before

Ana: but i like the idea of making you be naughty

Ana: being better than her

Victor: Oh, Ana. I should not be saying this either, but... you are. You're so beautiful and exciting and I can't seem to get you out of my mind.

Ana: are you sure she's asleep

Victor: Yeah

Ana: oh Victor

Ana: tell me i'm cuter

His cock was leaking like never before in his life. He was dizzy with lust. He felt pointedly evil, and he loved it.

Victor: You are. You're better than her.

Ana: i bet my tits are bigger

Victor: So much bigger. Her tits are saggy and sad, I hate looking at them.

Ana: fuck

Ana: tell me

Ana: tell me my tits are better than yours wife's

Victor: God. Ana. Yes, they are. Yours tits are better than my wife's. I want them.

Ana: you could have them...

Ana: can i tell you something

Victor: Please do

Ana: i've been getting horny whenever i see your wedding ring

Ana: it makes me feel so naughty

Victor: Good. I want you horny all the time. I want you, Ana.

Ana: fuck

Ana: this is so wrong

Victor: Does it bother you?

Ana: i dunno

Ana: yes

Ana: but

Ana: fuck

Ana: i'm so wet

Victor: Rub your cunny for me, baby.

Ana: god

Ana: yes Victor

Ana: tell me i'm better

Victor: You're better than her. You're hotter than my wife. I want you more than I want her. She's nothing compared to you.

Silence. Several minutes went by.

Victor: Are you there, Ana

Ana: i just came so hard

Ana: fuck

Ana: why do i like this so much

Victor wondered the same.

(to be continued)