The Unseen Temptation: Husband, Maid, and a Blind Eye

Chapter 2: Temptations Unveiled

(Anderson’s pov)

Ellie couldn’t stop talking about her plan to take Jane shopping. I tried to persuade her that the young girl needed some rest, but she was insistent. In her defense, Ellie believed that shopping would help Jane bond with us, and it did, even more than I anticipated.

I decided to stay at home while they embarked on their shopping expedition. Ellie attempted to convince me to join them at the mall, but I declined. Fortunately, I had a work project with a looming deadline that provided the perfect excuse to opt out of the shopping trip. The truth, however, was that I didn’t trust my self-control around Jane just yet. It was astonishing how this young woman I’d only met less than twelve hours ago had such an effect on me.

As soon as they left the garage, I succumbed to my desires. I whipped out my male member. My arousal was intense, unlike anything I’d experienced before. I couldn’t resist the temptation and squirted some lubricant on my member to help with the situation. I closed my eyes as I let my imaginations take control of my brain. My mind raced with images of Jane’s alluring features, and I couldn’t help but imagine her pouting lips sliding up and down my member. The mere thought of it brought me to the edge, and I climaxed, spurting out my male juice nonstop, more than I had ever released in my entire life. I let out a heavy sigh, realizing I was in significant trouble with this new maid.

I attempted to distract myself with work, but it was futile. I felt a strange need for Jane’s presence to maintain my composure. It was astonishing to me that I, a devoted husband, would find myself more interested in another woman other than my wife, but I felt no guilt, only a burning desire for Jane.

Recognizing my lack of productivity, I decided to call Kylo Marshal, my best friend and colleague from college. We discussed work to divert my thoughts. It worked; after an hour-long conversation, I was able to put Jane out of my mind temporarily. I returned to my project with a sense of accomplishment.

However, my happiness was short-lived, as just when I was congratulating myself for my self-control, I heard the garage door open. I checked the time to realize that five hours had passed, and Ellie and Jane had returned from their shopping excursion. I did some mental calculations and discovered that I had spent four of those five hours fantasizing about Jane, a girl I had only met that day, and just one hour conversing with Kylo. I chided myself and made a resolution not to let my self-control waver for a stranger.

I could hear Ellie’s chatter from the garage to the living room’s door. I focused on my laptop, determined to avoid any interaction with the two of them. However, when Ellie and Jane entered the living room, I felt like a stranger in my own home. I briefly looked up to acknowledge Ellie’s greetings and shot my eyes back down. Ellie realized my disinterest in their activities and ushered Jane to her room for a makeover. They both went into Jane’s room together.

No sooner had they gone in that Ellie came out again. She went into our bedroom to gather some hair accessories such as hair straighteners and the likes. She came out with her hands full and chattily entered Jane’s room while she successfully attempted to close the door with her legs as her hands were full.

Once the door clicked shut, I heaved a sigh of relief. It was as if I had dodged a bullet. I tried to immerse myself in my work and felt a sense of pride as I examined the progress I had made on my project, which I had been working on for two months. But my thoughts kept wandering back to Jane, and I couldn’t help but miss her. It was as though we had been apart for years, and I couldn’t help but yearn for her innocence without restraints.

Suddenly, I heard the guest bedroom door open. Ellie emerged, carrying hair accessories and returning to our room. It took a little longer for Jane to make her appearance. I realized that I was being too eager to see my beautiful maid. Chiding myself for my eagerness, I tried to appear calm.

Ellie called out to Jane to join her in preparing dinner. Jane’s door opened, and I gingerly raised my head, I was totally unprepared for what I saw. What I beheld was a vision of unparalleled beauty. Jane had an aura of purity, and her body was a masterpiece. Her eyes, so captivating, beckoned me to explore her further. My gaze traveled down her form, from her perfectly sculpted face to her voluptuous figure. I opened my mouth widely like a fool. She wore a nude crop top that accentuated her ample bosom. The half top has some sort of hold underneath it pushing up her breast, thereby exposing her cleavage. Her large breasts were spilling everywhere. Her breasts appeared firm, full, and irresistible.

My eyes went to her open waist. It was the tiniest waist I had ever seen. Her hip were well rounded and her backside complemented her busts. The remnants of her shapely formed ass spilled out from her extremely short black flared boxers, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Her legs were the embodiment of sensuality, her ivory skin seemingly silky, and her jet-black hair added to her allure.

In that moment, perfection had taken the form of Jane. A droplet of drool escaped my mouth and I realized that my mouth was still widely opened. I quickly closed my mouth and swallowed all the saliva gathered in my mouth.

I pulled up the hem of my shirt to wipe sweats off my face. I looked down at my lap and I can see a raging hard-on building up a tent in my trousers, shamelessly raised towards the ceiling. I quickly reached for a pillow to conceal my arousal. I met Jane’s gaze, and her smirk held a hint of mischief. However, her innocent look returned in an instant.

I forced myself back to reality, only to realize that Ellie continued her animated chatter, clueless of the tension in the room. I marveled at the fact that Ellie had seemingly overlooked any issues with Jane’s attire. Then I remembered that my wife had a vision impairment that required her to touch and feel to perceive things. Except for extremely colorful clothes, she has to stand right next to anyone to decipher what they really look like. She could engage in a conversation without actually seeing or discerning appearances. Jane must have figured this out during their shopping trip and chose her outfit accordingly. That was the only explanation that made sense to me.

I keenly observed Ellie and Jane making their way to the kitchen to prepare dinner. The bustling activity provided me with an opportunity to escape to the bathroom.

Once inside, I whipped out my member for the second time in less than a day and set to work. My imagination ran wild as I conjure images of Jane’s huge bosoms squashed together over my member, while my member slide in and out of the squashed melons. . I was in another planet completely and it took some time before I reached a moment of satisfaction. I groaned quietly as large globs of male juice endlessly spurt out of my member again. I felt dizzy, hazy and unsatisfied still. Right there and then, I decided to create a careful plan to achieve what I want.