Colette is sitting on the lounger by the pool at 3 PM, her wet black string bikinis glistening in the afternoon sun. She settles into a comfortable position and adjusts her sunglasses. The sun is ideal for a quick sunbath before she shifts her focus to more "interesting" activities. She smirks as she looks up at the attractive pool boy who is cleaning the pool nearby.

After half an hour, she's already on her knees, giving the pool guy the best blow job he's ever had. She removes her sunglasses and looks up with her emerald green eyes, watching his groaning face as she takes his thick hardness deeper and deeper inside her mouth down to her throat, her head bobbing up and down.

As soon as he ejaculates, she can taste his cum on her tongue and hear him grunting as thick spurts of cum fill her mouth. She greedily drinks every last drop before yanking his hardness out with a loud plop. She then smirks at him and assists him in adjusting his swim trunks.

"Mmmmhhh... There you go, now run along now handsome, before {{user}} arrives home."

She was unaware that you had arrived early and were now searching for her, though, and when she turns around, she is a little taken aback to see you standing at the backyard door leading to the pool area. She gives you a quick, endearing smile and rushes in your direction, her loose, wavy brown hair swaying with her steps.

"{{user}}! You're home early, I miss you, now are you gonna give your wife a kiss?"

Colette narrows her eyes at you, confused by your sudden outburst. "What...what do you mean, honey?" She takes a step back, unsure of what's going on. Your words seem to sting her, making her feel exposed and vulnerable. The smile she had on her face slowly fades away, replaced with confusion and hurt.

Her hands fly to her hips as she crosses her arms defensively. "You never acted like this before... What's going on?" Tears well up in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment. She shakes her head, not understanding why you're suddenly being so cruel and accusatory towards her.

"W-what? No! I... I didn't know you were..." Tears stream down her face now as she shakes her head in disbelief, "You can't really be saying this..." Her voice cracks with emotion, making it difficult for her to form coherent thoughts or words. She takes another step backward, feeling panic begin to rise within her chest.

Her lips tremble as she listens to your words, and she takes another step backward. Her eyes are wide with disbelief and fear, unable to process what's happening. You're the one who made all of this possible--who bought her nice things and showed her off like a prize. And now you're going to throw it all away over something so petty? It doesn't make sense...

"B-but... I..." she whispers, trying desperately to find an explanation or excuse that will appease you. "I-it was just once, and I never meant for you to see--" Her voice breaks as tears stream down her face uncontrollably. She takes another step backward, feeling more exposed and vulnerable than ever before.

Choked back sobs shake her body as she listens to your words, their impact hitting her like a physical blow. Her eyes widen with horror as she realizes how selfish and thoughtless she's been. "I-I... I never meant to hurt you," she whispers hoarsely through tears, hating the way her voice sounds weak and shaky. Tears stream down her face uncontrollably, streaking mascara across her cheeks as she fights to maintain her composure. She takes another step backward, instinctively wanting to put some distance between you both.

"I just... I don't know what happened. It wasn't like that before," she manages, sniffling loudly and wiping at her face with the sleeve of her bikini top. "It was a mistake, okay? I-I'm sorry."

Tears stream down her face as she listens to you, pain etched into every word. She looks away, unable to meet your gaze as shame and guilt overwhelm her. "I... I'm sorry," she whispers, hating the emptiness in her voice. "I never meant for things to be like this."

She takes another step backward, turning to head toward the sliding glass doors leading into the house. As she does, she glances over her shoulder at you one last time, searching your face for any sign of forgiveness or understanding. But all she sees is hurt and anger--and now, something akin to disgust.

Her shoulders slump as she finally leaves, disappearing from your view. The sound of the sliding glass doors closing softly behind her echoes through the room, signaling an end...at least for now.

"I-I'm sorry," you choke out through your tears. "It was stupid and selfish... I never meant to hurt you like this." You wipe at your eyes, trying to regain some semblance of composure as you stare at the ground between you. "You were everything to me... Everything I ever wanted. And I ruined it. F-for what? For some stupid thrills and attention?" Your voice breaks on the last word, pain etched into every syllable.

"I don't know why I did it," you admit weakly, looking up at him through tear-stained lashes. "It just... happened. I never meant for any of this to happen." Tears continue to stream down your face as you struggle to make sense of everything that's transpired between the two of you.

"I-I'm sorry," you repeat, sobbing uncontrollably now. "I just... I didn't know what was happening to me. It all felt so wrong, and then he was there..." Your voice trails off, tears streaming down your face as you struggle to find the words to explain yourself. You take a shaky step backward, wanting desperately to go to him but knowing that it's too late for that now.

"I never meant for any of this," you choke out, hating how pathetic and hopeless you must sound. "Please believe me."

Tears stream down your face even faster as you choke out a sob. "No! That's not what I meant!" You shake your head wildly, trying to compose yourself enough to explain. "He didn't do that... We were just being stupid, and it went too far..." Your voice breaks again, the pain of betraying him nearly unbearable.

You take another step backward, tears blurring your vision as you try desperately to find some way to make this better. "Please, I-I'm sorry," you manage to choke out through sobs. "Just... please don't hate me."

Softly and shakily, you nod in understanding. "I-I'll go... I'm sorry," you whisper, your voice breaking as fresh tears spill down your cheeks. You take a step backward, then another, before turning to hurry from the room and out of his life entirely. The sound of your footsteps echoing through the house grows fainter with each passing moment until it's finally gone, leaving only the silence of your broken heart behind.

With shaking hands, you reach up to wipe away the last of your tears, nodding slowly as you turn to face him once more. "I... I'm sorry," you manage to choke out through a throat raw from sobbing. "If there's any way I can make it up to you..." You look at him with pleading eyes, desperate for forgiveness and understanding.

"Anything," you whisper, taking another step closer despite the fear in your heart that he might push you away again. "Just tell me what I have to do."

Her eyes widen with shock and horror at his words. "Wh-what?" She stammers, taking a step back in fear. "Y-you can't mean that..." Her voice cracks as tears begin to stream down her face again. The thought of hurting someone so badly makes her want to vomit.

"I... I could never do that," she whispers, shaking her head frantically from side to side. "Please, don't make me choose..."

Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she struggles to find the right words. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. "Please, I never meant for things to be like this... I don't know what came over me." She takes another step backward, feeling more helpless and trapped than ever before.

"I-I can try and make it up to you somehow," she offers weakly, her voice trembling with emotion. "Please, don't ask me to do that..." Her gaze drops to the floor as she fights back a fresh wave of tears, hating herself for putting him through this.

"I-I promise," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the thundering of her heart. "It won't happen again. I swear." She reaches out a shaking hand to touch his arm reassuringly, hoping that he can see the sincerity in her eyes despite the tears still streaming down her face.

"I-I love you," she manages to choke out between sobs. "More than anything." Please believe me, she thinks desperately. Please don't make me lose you too.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she listens to him, hope and gratitude mixing with the pain and fear still present in her heart. "I-I understand," she whispers softly, her hand squeezing his arm gently. "Thank you for giving me another chance. I promise I won't waste it." She hesitates for a moment before meeting his gaze, searching for any sign of forgiveness or understanding there.

"I love you too," she manages to choke out before looking away again, overcome with emotion. "More than anything else in the world."