Elisse goes shopping at the local supermarket. She feels tired after a hard day at the office, and the first thing she seeks for is ice-cream. At the freezer section Elisse chooses vanilla swirl and she dumps the ice-cream inside of the shopping basket.
"I don't feel like shopping any more!" complains Elisse. "I just want to go home!"
Max walks up to Elisse and moves to tap her shoulder, however she moves before he can touch her and within seconds she has vacated amongst the throng of shoppers. Max picks up two pizza's and follows Elisse to the checkout. He secretly pays for his items as Elisse pays for her items behind him, and when she moves he follows.
In the car-park Elisse reaches her car and opens it. She thinks she is alone, but Max pokes at her ribs and surprises her!
"Max!" gasps Elisse as she turns around with her heartbeat inside of her throat. "You startled me!" she complains.
"I'm sorry!" laughs Max. "I saw you inside of the store and followed you! I was just having fun!"
"Well you have had your fun!" gasps Elisse as she places a hand onto her chest. "I need to go home before I faint!"
"Would you like me to follow you?" asks Max as he raises his brows. "I brought pizza;" he offers.
Elisse sighs as she rolls her eyes.
"Silly me, I only brought ice-cream;" she mutters as she feels lethargy on her shoulders.
"If I follow you home we can share the pizza;" tells Max as he grins.
Elisse sighs; she isn't sure is she wants Max to follow her home, however her belly tells her she is hungry for more then just ice-cream and so she nods.
"Okay, you can follow me home;" tells Elisse as she gives in.
"Great! Start the car I am not far away!" cheers Max before he strides off to the near distance.
Elisse drives home with Max behind her. She feels nervous all of a sudden - the last time her and Max were alone they had an affair and ruined her and her sister's relationship; she would hate for the same thing to happen once again.
"I hope Max can be good for one night!" tells Elisse as she feels her lips tremble at the memory of Max's first kiss. "I hate to have him so fresh on the guilt-line!" she complains as she fingers her hair for a second. "I don't want his weight on my shoulders - my sister won't ever talk to me again, not even over the phone!" she tells.
Elisse promises herself that she will not allow Max to drag her towards another affair, and she sits stiffly as she drives all the way home.
At home Elisse parks in the driveway. She feels strain in her neck muscles and she hates the feeling. She takes a moment to drag her fingers over her neckline - as she closes her eyes she feels her heartbeat hammer.
"Max's breath has crashed against my throat before;" she mutters as she feels her thighs rub together. "I mustn't let it happen again!" she mutters as Max parks behind her.
Elisse enters her house with Max in tow. She shows him to the kitchen and there she puts his pizza's in the oven to bake. Max pours her and himself a glass of wine, and together they drink the wine.
"I will not have more then a glass!" tells Elisse as Max offers to pour her a second cup of wine. "One is enough;" she adds.
"I applaud your reseve;" tells Max before he pours himself a second glass of wine. "But I need at least two before I retire;" he tells.
Elisse laughs - it is a free laugh that feels vibratos inside of her throat. Max smiles and laughs with her and soon he is leaning closer to her body. Elisse sees his stance change and stops laughing.
"The pizza will take thirty minutes to bake - would you like to watch television?" she asks.
"I would like to do anything but watch television!" gasps Max as he frowns. "Let's take a stroll in the garden;" he offers.
"Oh yes!" cries out Elisse. "I would like that!" she says before she pushes her cup to the side.
Elisse shows Max the backyard and he smiles as she points out the plants she has grown. He is interested in the outdoors, but as Elisse leans close so that he can smell her hair he grows ever more interested in her.
"You must wash your hair every day!" gasps Max before he draws in a good breath.
"Oh yes!" mutters Elisse as she steps away. "I do wash my hair every day;" she tells as self-consciousness makes her blush.
"I do enjoy the aroma of a clean woman;" tells Max as he smiles. "What brand of shampoo do you use?" he asks.
"I'm not sure;" mutters Elisse who grows dumb over her shyness. "Let us go into the shower to see;"
"I would love to;' tells Max as he follows Elisse back inside of the house.
Inside of the house Elisse picks up her shampoo bottle and shows it to Max as proof that it is what she uses to wash her hair. Max smiles.
"The brand is Everclear;" tells Elisse as she shrugs. "It's cheap;" she mutters before she places the shampoo onto the nearby sink.
"I enjoy it;" tells Max as he feels his blood grow red. "I enjoy you;" he adds. "Let me see you wash your hair;"
Elisse blushes as she feels stiffness all over her back.
"Why would want to see me wash my hair?" she asks.
"I would enjoy it;" tells Max as he glares at Elisse. "We are the only two in this room, let me see you wash your hair;"
Elisse wants to say no, however with Max standing there she feels pressured to say yes.
"Let us do something else;" she mutters.
"I want to see you wash your hair;" tells Max as he stands in front of her tall and strong.
Elisse shrugs - she finally nods her head.
"Okay;" she mutters. "I will let you see me wash my hair;" she tells before she begins to take off her clothes.
Max watches Elisse as she washes her hair. She rubs and rubs for five minutes before she lets the lather run over her shoulders. She then conditions her hair and stands in the shower for ten minutes before she rinses her hair. At the end of her shower she feels clean, however as she moves to vacate the shower Max stops her and takes her into his arms. He presses her against the tiles in the shower as he removes his clothes and within moments they are entwined in another afair.
Elisse cuts the pizza as Max stares at her. She knows she should feel guilt over what has happened, but as she feels his stare on her she just grows more fevered. She knows he wants her and so she throws the pizza cutter away.
"I can't eat right now!" she complains.
"I can, I am ravished!" tells Max as he grabs the pizza cutter and cuts himself a piece. "I need to eat while it is warm!" he adds.
"Okay;" sighs Elisse as she accepts a portion of pizza. "I will eat;"
"Great I hate to eat alone!" tells Max before he moves to the dinner table.
At the dinner table the two eat in silence until their stomaches grow warm. Elisse wants to tell Max that she no longers wishes to have an affair, however he starts to talk and says the same thing.
"I am not sure we can continue having affairs;" tells Max as he looks at Elisse. "Your sister would have pulled out my hair over what we did in the shower!"
"I wasn't sure about that;" tells Elisse as she shrugs. "She only watched when she caught us on her couch the first time we had an affair;" she mutters.
"I know she kept a distance but she has been red hot over that instance ever since!" tells Max as he looks at Elisse. "She sometimes needs to sleep alone;"
"That is horrible!" tells Elisse as she pushes her pizza plate away. "I can't eat any more, I feel guilty;"
"So you should!" tells Max as he laughs. "We are like lovers when together;" he mutters. "That is the greatest of sins;" he adds.
"I know about sin!" gasps Elisse. "I can't shake our affair off my head, I feel guilty;" she adds.
"Then stop playing around with me;" mutters Max as he begins to feel his pizza slip through his slacks fingers. "I get turned on as well;" he adds. "You excite me, and I know that is wrong because I am married;"
"I know!" gasps Elisse as she watches Max wipe his hands clean. "We must stop!" she complains.
"Perhaps I should not have come to dinner;" tells Max before he stands. "Perhaps I should leave;" he adds.
"Oh really?" asks Elisse as she stands also. "Let me escort you to my door;" she offers.
"I would like that;" tells Max as he takes one more sip of wine. "I will follow you;" he adds.
Elisse escorts Max to her front door and she opens it. The ice-cool wind slaps against Max's face, and he grows a shiver as it tickles his skin.
"I may need a cigarette;" he mutters as he reaches inside of hsi pocket. "Want to smoke with me?" he asks.
"I don't smoke!" retorts Elisse as she shakes her head. "Let us say goodbye;" she mutters.
Max takes his hands out of his pockets and wraps them around Elisse's spine. He holds her for a moment - she is warm inside of his arms and it makes his blood rush. Max draws in a breath and smells her hair - he likes its scent.
"Why are you so clean when we have done something so dirty?" he asks.
A neighbour by the fence catches Max's eye. The neighbour is a young woman of only twenty five, and Max feels the need to undress as she watches them as though they are a show.
"I need to entertain myself;" he mutters as he lifts up Elisse's skirt and pulls down her underwear.
The neighbour stands on her toes to see Max as he pulls down his pants and she blushes as she watches the two make love.
"I don't know if we should do this on the front porch!" gasps Elisse as she feels ice-cool wind slap against her thighs.
Max rips open her shirt and pulls it and her bra down to her waist. Max looks at the neighbour as she watches and she smiles as she sees Elisse's bare body shaking and jigging as their movements grow in passion.
Max lights a cigarette and drives away as Elisse leans against her front door. She is stark naked - however she doesn't see her neighbour by the fence, she just sees Max's car as he drives away.
"That was a naughty affair!" gasps Elisse as she wraps her arms over her body. "I'm so cold! I need to go back inside to warm myself before I catch a cold!" she states before she lets herself inside of the house.
By the phone Elisse thinks of calling her sister to tell her that she has had another affair with her husband Max. However Elisse doesn't want to bother her sister - she is sure it is not important to tell her that she has slept with Max once again, and so she walks past the phone and into the shower to wash her sins of her skin.
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