Unfaithful

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Late one night, Bobby came to the Gellars’ house. He walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. This was unusual to him. He was always used to going around back and walking in the kitchen door. It’s been a long time since he’s come in through the front. Caroline answered the door and was surprised to see Bobby there, out of his uniform toting his book bag.



“What are you doing here so late?” Caroline asked.



“Mr. Gellar promised to tutor me for my American Government class.” Bobby responded.



“Oh, he’s in his office, hun. Go on in there.” She said with a smile.

“Thanks Carol.”



Bobby walked down the front corridor. He took a left and headed down the hallway that led to Mr. Gellar’s office. The door to Jack’s office was half open so Bobby opened the door wide enough to step in and closed the door behind him.

Jack looked up from work and his eyes widened. “What are you doing? I mean… what are you doing here now?”

Bobby couldn’t help but laugh. “ You promised to tutor me in American Government.”



“Oh yea, that’s right.”

Bobby set his book bag down on the leather sofa and took his shoes off. He walked over to the pool table in the corner of the room and leaned against it while Jack closed up the file folders on his desk.

“There’s only one problem, Jack.”


Jack cocked an eyebrow in his direction as he got up from the desk. “What’s up?”

“I don’t have an American Government class.” Bobby smiled.

Jack laughed fleetingly. “You said that you had one.”



“I did have an American Government class. In high school. I said that to keep you talking to me. To keep your interest. I’m sorry I lied to you. I promise I won’t do it again.” He said seriously.

Jack stood still, shaking his head but not in a disapproving way. “No, it’s ok. I understand why you did it. I’m a professional liar, remember. The fact that you lied to further yourself actually makes me a bit proud. Seeing how we both benefit from it now. Just try not to do it again. Twisting the truth in the courtroom is a totally different thing.”



Bobby’s smile brightened and Jack raised his gaze again to look at him. “So what are you here for then?” Jack asked, walking towards Bobby.



“I figured we could just talk or play pool… or whatever.”



Bobby hoisted himself up on to the pool table. “Whatever?” Jack asked with a sly smile.

“I’m sure you can use your imagination.” Bobby removed his shirt.

“Bobby, my wife is home.” Jack reminded him.



“When does she ever bother you in your office? She’s not that stupid, remember?” Bobby reminded Jack of his own words.

“I know but it doesn’t seem right.”



Bobby sat back onto the table and turned to accommodate his whole body so he could lay down. His eyes met Jack’s with this wide-eyed innocent look, taunting Jack. He just bit his lip and shook his head no.

Bobby feigned a sad face and moved his hands towards his jeans. He slowly unbuttoned his jeans and slipped his right hand under his boxer briefs. Bobby’s eyes closed as a little moan escaped his mouth as he began to stroke his cock. Jack was frozen stiff, watching this erotic display.



Bobby moaned a bit more audibly this time. “Mmm, Jack…”



Jack grabbed Bobby’s wrist to stop him. Bobby looked up at Jack and pulled his hand out of his pants. Jack pulled at Bobby’s wrist to get him to sit up and Bobby complied. He could see the desire burning in Jack’s eyes and he knew he couldn’t deny him now.



Bobby got up off the table just to be pinned against it. Jack covered Bobby’s mouth with his, kissing him as his hands roamed Bobby’s tight, firm body. A strong hand grabbed the back of Bobby’s thigh and lifted it to Jack’s hip, letting him rub himself against the younger man.



“You don’t need to do that to get my attention… but it doesn’t hurt either.” Jack said breathlessly. “You’re gonna have to be very quiet.”



“Not a sound,” Bobby agreed with a nod.



Jack lifted Bobby back up on to the edge of the table and attacked Bobby’s neck with his mouth and tongue. “Jack, be careful about leaving marks.”



At that point, Jack pushed him back onto the table. Jack’s mouth roamed the younger man’s body, stopping to suck at his nipples. He teasingly rolled his tongue down toward his waistline but stopped short at his belly button. Jack stood back up again and removed his black sweater.



Bobby sat up grabbing Jack by the belt loops of his jeans and pulling him in. He wrapped his arm around the older man and his other hand groped at his ass. He pressed himself against Jack giving his engorged dick some much needed relief. “Jack, I need you.” Bobby whispered into his ear.



Jack looked down into his eyes. “In my book bag.” Bobby said, reading his mind.



He left Bobby leaning against the pool table to grab the book bag on the sofa. He came back quickly tossing the book bag up on the pool table. Jack pulled Bobby up to stand and assaulted his mouth with a kiss. His hands slid down the younger man’s back, working into his boxer briefs and grabbing a hold of each perfectly sculpted cheek.



Jack’s hand worked to the front, carefully pulling Bobby’s pants down to his thighs. He sat back and let Jack yank them all the way off. Jack had him lie back on the table, he brought Bobby’s legs up, and he put his feet on the lip of the table so they wouldn’t move.



Jack leaned down and planted a kiss on Bobby’s inner thigh. Bobby’s breath caught in his throat. The gesture was so sweet and felt so good it left him breathless. Jack reached for Bobby’s book bag and started digging in it. He produced a condom and a small tube from the front pocket.



He opened the small tube and squeezed some creamy liquid onto his two fingers. He rested his free hand on Bobby’s thigh as his fingers probed his entrance. The movement was so relaxing for Bobby that he didn’t notice Jack removing his jeans to get the condom on.



Bobby remained relaxed even after Jack retracted his fingers. He looked into Jack’s eyes so he didn’t tense up when the older man started shoving in his large penis. It was about halfway in when Bobby realized he was holding his breath, to keep from whimpering out loud.



“Breathe, Bobby. I said, be quiet, not stop breathing.” Jack smiled.



Bobby took the time to catch his breath. Just when his breathing was back to normal, Jack hastily pushed the rest of the way in. Bobby couldn’t close his mouth quick enough from the sneak attack, letting out a clipped moan.



Jack laughed at the sound. “You did that on purpose, you bastard.” Bobby scolded him, jokingly.

“You know you liked it.” Jack said, with an evil grin.



Bobby smiled back at him as Jack started moving inside him. Jack positioned his hands behind Bobby’s knees, keeping them up so he could push in freely. He began fluidly stabbing his hole, like their was nothing to it. Bobby covered Jacks’ hands with his, entwining their fingers.



Jack smiled down at him, but the pleasure was too much for Bobby. He closed his eyes to keep from screaming like he wanted to.



“I’m coming, babe.” Jack said. When he saw Bobby’s eyebrows furrow he knew he was right there with him. He grabbed Bobby’s dick and roughly jerked him off as the thrust into him. Bobby bit his lip just before he coated his stomach with white hot liquid.



Bobby shivered from his climax and watched Jack’s face as he finished. Jack let out this very low guttural groan, just loud enough for them to hear.



Bobby felt the cold retreat of Jack’s cock and the warmth of his body as it collapsed onto his. He felt Jack’s tongue on his stomach and giggled at the tickling feeling. The younger man ran his finger’s through Jack’s hair , still reveling in his high.



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Bobby and Jack sat on the sofa after getting dressed. Bobby watched as Jack finished slipping on his sweater. “Would you like some beer?” Jack asked him.



“Nah, I’m not much of a beer drinker.” Bobby admitted.



“No,” Jack said with a smile, “I didn’t think so. You probably like wine and premium liquor.”



“Guilty.”

“What are you? A cabernet, a chardonnay, Port, maybe zinfandel? What would you like?”



“Surprise me.” Bobby winked.



Jack leaned over and kissed him, rubbing his thumb tenderly across his cheek. He got up and walked over by his desk. There was a small chest by his bookcase. He opened the top and pulled out a bottle of wine and two glasses.

“A wine chest in your office, Jack?”

“It was probably the best gift I’ve ever gotten from Elaine.” Jack confessed.



Bobby cleared his throat, somewhat uncomfortable at the mention of her. Jack noticed and remained quiet, as he grabbed the cork screw from his desk. Jack screwed the metal implement into the cork and then began to twist it out. Bobby watched his every move, so skilled and fluid.



Jack poured the wine into the glasses. He grabbed the glasses in one hand and the bottle in the other and took them over to the sofa. He set the bottle on the table, label facing away from Bobby.



“Here. Let’s see how good your palette is.” Jack handed him a glass and sat down with his.



Bobby examined the red liquid in his glass and sniffed it. He took a sip and smiled. “How did you know my favorite. Pinot Grigio.”

Jack smiled. “So young and so smart.” He leaned in and kissed Bobby again.



Elaine walked into Jack’s office and found Bobby and Jack sitting on the sofa, laughing



“I can’t believe you, kid.” Jack said.



“Jack, are you aware it’s 11 o’clock.” Jack and Bobby were both startled by her voice.



“Ooops,” Jack laughed. “I guess time really does fly when you’re having fun. Bobby and I were sharing our mutual love of wine.”



“Well, you have work early. I think it’s time to get to bed. When you smarten up, that’s where I’ll be.” She scowled before walking out of the room.



“Gee, thanks, mom.” Bobby giggled.

“My prison guard has spoken.” Jack said, bitterly. “We’ll leave the other half of this for another time.”



Bobby grabbed the glasses off the table. “Don’t worry, I’ll clean that up. You do enough.” Jack said, taking the glasses from him and setting them down. “I’ll walk you out.”



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