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*A small note:
While writing this part, I decided to try something I've never done before. It will be told entirely from Matt's pov. For those still reading this; It's going to be a long and dirty chapter. Thank you...

MATT'S POV

He quickly fell onto the bed as my arms wrapped around his frame, which was too small for mine. His head was right on top of my chest, and I knew immediately that I had made a big mistake thinking that Ben wouldn't resist this time. 

Okay, so he might not have objected to me jerking his cock in a wine cellar, but I'm sure his sister is somewhere in the house right now, and with me lying on my bed, completely naked and him fully clothed, it must have been very hard for him to think about the beautiful sounds he would make when I did what I was about to do to him.

He quickly recovered, got off of me, and looked at me in horror with his beautiful, widened doe eyes. He had a light pink blush on his cheeks, in that view I loved seeing him in. Like every time I ruined him.

"What are you doing, Matt, for God's sake?" His voice came out hoarse.

"This wouldn't be the first time," I joked, going so far as to curl up one arm and tuck it under my head. I was now in more of a sitting position, leaning my back against the wall and looking more carefully at his face to see if my nakedness bothered him.

Ben quickly stood up. He smoothed out the wrinkles as if he were shaking his clothes. "Your wife sent me to tell you she won't be around for a week."

It took me a few seconds to process what I heard, so I looked at his face in silence. If I understand him correctly, that's the best thing I've ever heard.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, moving my head on my arm a few times.

"Sam said she was going to a camp with her yoga class." 

While scratching his head, he looked at his feet, not at me. Good thing he didn't because I had a huge package between my groins that was twitching because it kept tingling and it didn't seem like that would make him happy. But he's so cute, I can't help it.

"Okay," I breathed, keeping my position, "So you're telling me she's not home right now?"

His eyes quickly rose towards my face, as if he understood all the dirty things going through my mind. "Yes, and I say you still have a maid hanging around."

This made me giggle a little. "So, are you thinking of going out? Because there's something I really need to take care of here." I said, keeping my eyes on my cock, which was twitching towards my well-built six-pack. "But if you want to stay..."

He didn't say anything, but I could see him swallowing quickly and his breathing quickening. Even if we're still in the dark. I know him. Unfortunately, it's better than the lines on my own palm.

"Okay." He collapsed onto the bed, taking a quick breath. He sat at my feet and put one hand under his chin. "Are you going to tell me why you're sleeping in another bedroom?"

"Here?" I looked around like I didn't know what he was talking about. "I sleep here most of the time because Sam and I don't feel the need to sleep together. And of course, I'm usually working in my office while she sleeps at night, so I don't want to wake her up when I go to bed."

He blinked a few times as if confused. I watched his long eyelashes hit his skin. In a kind of awe. "So Sam isn't bothered by this?"

"That's her problem," I shrugged. "Look, I don't want to be an asshole to your sister, but that's what happens when you marry people you don't love."