π It started with a window… and ended with a secret we still keep. I had just moved into our quiet neighborhood in Ohio, USA — where people mow their lawns on Sundays and smile at each other from across the street. Everything looked “perfect”… until one night I caught my husband staring through our bedroom window, fixated. “What are you watching?” I whispered. He jumped. “Nothing… just checking the blinds.” But curiosity killed me faster than guilt. I pulled the curtain slightly… and there she was — our new neighbor, in her early 30s, brown curls, gym shorts… and no bra. I should’ve been angry. But instead, something inside me switched on. That night, instead of fighting… we ended up in bed, hotter than we’d been in months. My mind kept going back to her. And the next day? I saw her smiling at me from across the lawn — like she knew. ⸻ π The Night That Changed Everything Two weeks later, she knocked. “Your husband left his package in front of our door,” she smirked. “But I ...
So , I had gone to a business trip with my boss , the hotel that was previously booked got canceled, so boss tried to look for other hotel , he found one , but had only single bed room , and he asked me whether i was comfortable sharing room with him , as he was my boss , I could not say "no" also after all he was my boss , the room was so small that an extra mattress could also not fit on floor , so, we had to share a single bed , and the bathroom had that transparent glass ,like he could see from outside and I can not see him from inside , so I was unknown to this , I had a habit of taking shower before sleeping, I had gone to take shower and then ....
As I stepped into the shower, the warm water cascaded down my body, relaxing my muscles. I closed my eyes, letting the water wash away the fatigue of the day. Suddenly, I heard a faint noise behind me. I turned around, but the transparent glass door made it impossible for me to see outside.
I shrugged it off, thinking it was just my imagination. But as I continued to shower, I couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was watching me. I tried to focus on the sensation of the water, but my skin prickled with unease.
Just as I was about to step out of the shower, I heard my boss's voice, low and husky, "You're taking a long time in there." I froze, realizing that he must have been standing outside the bathroom door, watching me through the transparent glass.
My heart racing, I quickly turned off the water and grabbed a towel to wrap around myself. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw my boss standing by the bed, a sly smile spreading across his face. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized that I was trapped in this small room with him, with no escape.
As he approached me with a sly smile, I could sense his intentions. But I stood firm, my heart pounding in my chest. "I'm not comfortable with this," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I'm a married woman, and I'm committed to my husband."
My boss's expression changed, and he looked taken aback by my response. But I could see the disappointment in his eyes. "Come on," he said, his voice low and persuasive. "We're alone here, and no one will ever know."
I shook my head firmly, feeling a surge of determination. "I won't do it," I said. "I'm not that kind of person, and I won't betray my husband's trust."
My boss's face darkened, and he looked angry. But I stood my ground, refusing to back down. Finally, he turned away, muttering under his breath. I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that I had escaped the situation without giving in. But I knew that this was far from over, and I would have to be careful around my boss from now on.
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