Watch Me

~2 ~

When Ralph was with Eva, he forgot he was being watched. He was so caught up in Eva's curves, her smooth skin, her sexy breasts, and her moans. He desired her so much. The moment she set across from him. She was definitely his type and more.

He never thought he would be a cheater. He never thought he would be one of those men. It never crossed his mind. He was always sexually satisfied with his Clara.

He got turned on by other women but never acted on it. It's a great feeling to be turned on sexually, the deep breaths, the fast beating heart rate. The tingles that flow through the legs, the goosebumps on the skin, and the feeling of getting hard. It's a wonderful feeling to be desired by a woman.

As he lays in bed with Eva in his arms it hits him, what has he done? How could he let this happen? How could he let himself act on his impulse? He thinks things through. This is not him.

Ralph suddenly gets up and starts getting dressed. He puts on his clothes and walks straight to the door but something inside him makes him look back.

He looks at Eva on the bed. Her sexy red dress is all wrinkled by him. It's up her sexy long legs and barely covers her sexy ass. She is now lying on her stomach. He can see the side of her small breast due to the dress being pulled to the one side. Her still-hard nipples are visible through her dress. Ralph is aching to go back to her. He looks into her face. She is so beautiful. Her now messy blonde hair. Her swollen lips from him kissing her and her green eyes. They are looking at him.

He wants to go back to her and kiss her. Put his hands on her hips. But then he breaks his gaze and looks at her husband. He is sitting in a chair looking at her. He only watched her. Ralph saw how his nails dug into the armrest. Was it jealousy?

Ralph just turns around and leaves. He takes the elevator and walks through the lobby, it's a whole different feeling. He eats here alone a lot. This is his way of decompressing from a long week.

Ralph sits in his car and starts driving. His mind is racing. Eva is fresh in his mind. He can feel her lips on his, he can smell her sweet scent. The feeling of being inside her is driving him crazy.

Ralph checked the times, it's only 10 pm. Clara is probably sleeping. He can just slip into the shower when he gets home but he does not want to wash Eva off. Her taste, her smell, their cum mixed together.

Ralph makes a right turn instead of the left that would take him home. He parked his car in front of his art gallery. Why is he here? He could not wait to leave in the afternoon and now he subconsciously appeared in from of it.

Ralph walks to the back of the building where his studio is. He unlocks the door and turns on the light. It's been months since he was inside his studio. The cleaning service does light cleaning so it looks clean.

Ralph takes out his phone a sends a text message to his wife so Clara would not worry.

- Babe I am at the studio. Will work late.

Ralph grabs a large 36x60 blank canvas and places it on the meeden. He walks over to his paints. What should he use? Will it be acrylic paints or oil? Acrylic paint dries faster and does not mix very well. Ralph wants to play with colors, all soft colors, lots of beige, and pink, even though red is all he sees. Her red dress is still on his mind.

Ralph goes into his closet, takes off his suit, and puts on joggers sweatpants, and a T-shirt. He starts to mix his colors. His mind is racing. It's been so long since he painted. Art is his passion. Ralph finished his master's degree in Fine Arts. The history, the modern arts, and of course the business part of the art.

Ralph has an eye for great pieces. He quickly figured out what people with lots of money want. They want the wow factor, the stop-and-stare pieces.

When Ralph was doing his capstone project he was paired with a wealthy client who wanted his whole executive suit redone. When Ralph was done the client was very pleased.

The client later contacted Ralph and offered him a deal. He wanted Ralph to open up an art gallery and he would be his angel investor. He saw the great potential in Ralph. Ralph's dreams were coming true.

Throughout the years the gallery was doing well and still is but the passion, the motivation was no longer there. But tonight it's back. The urge to paint is back. The creative side is overflowing with ideas.

Ralph started painting. Eva is fresh in his mind. Her moans are hunting him, the sweet sound of her voice, her wetness is still around him. On his skin, he can still tease her in his mouth getting him so hard.

Ralph painted all night, he only stopped when he saw the sunrise. The need to cum for her became so strong. Ralph grabbed his car keys and headed home. His art gallery and studio were twenty minutes away.

As soon as Ralph came home he brushed his teeth and jumped in the shower. The warm water washed all traces of Eva. He cum for her one last time in the shower thinking it will be the end of it. He is allowed one mistake in his lifetime. It will be his secret that he will take to the grave.