~♡~(Wet dream)~♡~

Scarlett's POV

Hands made their way up to my waist to cup both of my breast while playing with my nipples. My toes pointed while I arched my back growing overwhelmed with a handful of blissful pleasure. Soft lips pressed against my inner thighs slowly making their way up to my sex.

"Mmm oh god...yes," I moaned aloud pulling myself out of a daily slumber.

Sitting up I moved hair from my face while I took a look around, earning shocked stares from all of my coworkers. My chest sanked into the ground as some of them began to sneek in a quiet chuckle aginst their cups of coffee. Apparently I had been having some kind of wet dream in the middle of the teachers longe.

Turning a tomato red I shot up from my chair and grabbed my coat making my way out to the bathroom. Splashing water on my face I ran a few fingers through my hair using the band on my wrist to tie it up into a messy bun.

The bathroom door opened and in came my fellow coworker.

A beautiful lady with curves to kill who looked like she could be Gabriel Unions twin to be. She had become my daily help with my students, usually being the one to strengthen where I lack. She came in to pretend to wash her hands but her and I both knew what she really came to say.

"Sweetheart are you alright?" She asked rubbing water between her fingers. Turning my back against the sink I held on to the edges while looking down at the floor tiles.

"Yeah I'm fine."

"Oh really, is that why you were moaning and begging the desk to lick all over y-"

"Stop," I wined. Checking the bathroom door a few times for saftey.

"Someone will hear you." I yelled silently. All she could do is shoot me the I know better glare causing a chuckle we both we're holding back to escape.

"I was not moaning." I replied rolling my eyes.

"Yeah ok tell that to everyone in the longe, I'm pretty sure you even gave Ryan a stiff one from it. That poor miserably single man, you know your single life sucks when the only way to get off is at work." She chuckled but I didn't join in because some how I felt single as well.

"Oh stop maybe it's just hard for him go out and meet women." I replied trying to restored the awkwardness.

"Easy for you to say your over here catching orgasms at work thinking about your husband." Rubbing my neck oddly I smiled back at her while heat shot through my face like hot lava.

"By the way what time should I come over tonight?"

"Tonight?" I asked in confusion.

"For the dinner party?" She replied confused as well.

A memory then shot through my head to the day I had made plans to have a dinner party before David had left. Only the plans never actually got the chance to be followed through since he had left earlier then expected. I also realized I had invited my sister along with my father and others who I will now have to call.

"Oh that's cancelled now since David left early but I mean if you wanna come over you're more then welcome to."

"No that's fine I don't wanna be a bother."

"Stop it, I'd like for you to come we can go over the test for tomorrow." I smiled.

"Okay good I'll see you then." She smiled pulling me in for a hug then made her way out the bathroom.

Not only have I embarrassed myself at work, but now I've earned a few sexual stares from the male teachers. Which is not at all okay in my opinion, expecially since most of them aren't at all my type. And not to forget I'm completely and one hundred percent married.

Stepping into mi casa I took off my shoes and carried them in my hand. Taking a look around I noticed the books I had read last night were neatly stacked in order. The rugs were vacuumed freshly and the flooring looked professionally polished. Not even our last servant took this much time and effort into the house. Placing my heels by the door an my key's on a diner table. I walked inside and hanged up my coat in a nearby closet.

I took a step inside the kitchen to poor me a glass of apple juice chugging the last bit down. Then washing the cup and putting it back in its place.

The sounds of water splashing in the back caught my attention before I could fully make my way upstairs.

Pulling my current foot off the oak wooded step I made my way towards the back of the mansion. Where the the backyard patio and pool area took place.

From a far I could see someone taking a swim in the pool who I assumed to be Neil. Moving closer towards the glass door to the patio my assumptions were proven correct. When I had noticed Neil floating delicately in the pool only he wasn't moving.

"Excuse me, who gave you permission to be out here?" I asked in a serious matter.

He continued to float looking lifeless and beautiful. Stepping closer to the pool I began to grow angry with the fact of being ignored.

"Excuse me, I asked you a question."

Silence.

"Neil!" I screamed.

His body still didnt move while he continued to float and I stared at him in confusion.

"Neil?"

I yelled pretty darn loud enough for him to hear so either he's ignoring me or something else is going on.

I took in a deep breath as my chest began to hurt and called his name one last time. "Neil?"

He didn't answer and this time I knew something was wrong. Lord knows I can't swim but I guess today was the day to try. Last thing I need on my hands is a dead servant in my pool.

"Neil I'm coming in hold on!" I replied pulling my dress over my head and jumping in. I tried to doggy paddle towards him but clearly got nowhere. So only thing left to do was panic I tried kicking my legs but the more I kicked I sank. Sooner or later I began to fall deeper down into the pool. I tried grabbing on to the side of the wall to pull myself back up but I just continued to sink.

This is one of the worst possible ways to die but if it's my time then it's my time.

I could feel my oxygen level lowering vicously fast and sooner or later I began choking on water before eventually passing out.

Light and I met once more when I woke beginning choke up large amounts of water. Hovering over me was a very distraught Neil.

"Jesus, what the fuck were you thinking!" He screamed. His facial expression showed he was scared to death.

Coughing up more water I sat up trying to block away burning light from the sun.

"You could have drowned Scarlett!" He yelled his face turning a hot shade of red while his big frame towered over mine.

Pushing at his chest so that I could get up I spoke. "Ok but I-" He lightly pushed me back down and replied.

"Stay here I'll be right back." At that he stood up to walk back inside soon coming out with a blanket.

Grabbing my chin in his hand he pulled my face up to his and spoke. "Are you in to much pain to stand my Pêche?" His baby blue eyes searched mine in worry.

Coughing a few times more I shook my head and ignoring my protest he slid a arm around my waist to help me up. He wrapped the blanket around me and picked me up bridal style carring me back inside. Placing me lightly on a sofa he continued to stand, crazily pacing back an forth.

"Who on earth jumps into a ten feet pool knowing they can't swim?" He screamed. Making a mockery out of my risk to save his life I grew angry.

"Who gave you the ok to be inside my pool without my permission?" I beamed back.

He stopped and ran a hand through his chiseled thick brown hair causing strands to fall too his forhead.

The act caused the muscles in his arms to flex while his veins grew much more noticeable. This man put the r-i-p in ripped and his skin was perfectly flawless. Water dripped down his chest and slid between his rock hard abs continuing to his V-line. My sex tightened as I could feel a crazy heat of pleasure building inside me while he continued to angrily rant.

"Look im sorry if I wanted to take a quick swim after working all morning relentlessly." He protested snatching a towel off a rake next to the glass window if the patio.

"Well you should thank me I tried to save your life, clearly you were unconscious." I replied. While mentally scolding myself to keep my eyes focused more on his face and less on his body.

"First of all you didn't even save half of anything, second I was sleeping. I heard you the first time you called my name but I chose to ignore it. The hell did I know you'd be crazy enough to jump in." He replied.

I watched breathlessly as he used the towel to wipe off the access water from his neck and chest. I began to grow angry with myself as the act caused me to cross my legs tightly. I could feel my sex growing wetter from each gorgeous movement.

"I thought you were gonna swim after me until you began to titanic to the bottem. Nearly gave me a fucking heart attack don't ever do something like that again pêche do you understand?" He yelled.

His loud, deep masculine voice caused my sex to tighten again while my nipples hardened in return. I wasnt supposed to be feeling this way but jesus it was impossible to ignore. I grabbed onto the blanket hoping to dear god that he didn't have x-ray vision.

Pleasure finally came down on me like a tone of bricks but I masked it by standing up.

"F-Fine my mistake." I replied body practically shaking with all kinds of no good pleasure. Pleasure in which I had no rights or means to feel.

"Are you okay?" He asked eyeing me up and down.

"I'm fine I just...just need to go upstairs." I replied quickly turning and running upstairs slamming my door behind me. Leaning against the door I shut my eyes tight.

Trying to control my breathing patterns and just when I thought I was in the clear. A soft knock against it caused me to jump forwarded and turn around.

"Pêche are you alright do you need anything?" He asked. The base in his voice was getting me all hot and bothered again.

"I'm fine Neil." I lied because I certainly was not fine and I wish he'd quit following me around since hes number one to blaim.

Damn it David of all the servants you choose the most delicious one of all.

"Pêche open the door." He demanded.

"No-look just go and do your job ok? And what the hell is a Pêche?" I beamed.

"It's peach in french now can you please open the door?"

My brain gave me all the right answers to his plea but my sex was having other plans. If I opened this door lord knows what would happen.

Maybe he read all the signs, maybe he knew I was in wanting need right now and came to fulfill. I shook the thought away running a hand through my hair. Of course he didn't that's not his job, his job isn't to fulfill my sexual needs. That's my husbands job.

Which your husband hasn't been taking very seriously.

Blocking out my sexual mindset I snapped back to reality. I mean why am I thinking this way anyways he's probably just doing his job in making sure I'm comfortable.

Picking up the blanket I placed it back around me and opened the door. Their stood a tall Neil in all of shirtless and handsome glory. I lowered and then widened at the huge bulge in his shorts.

"What I-" Before I could even finish he grabs me and begins kissing what felt like my spirit. Because I'm pretty sure thats all that is left of me right now. He viciously grabbed the sheet and around me and tossed it aside.

Cold air from the hallway hit my body but I instantly warmed up while being aginst Neil's warm body. I couldn't kiss him the way I needed since I was to god damn short.

He placed both hands on my waist to move me inside while shutting the door behind. An just when I thought he was going towards the bed. He slams me up against the door kissing me ruthlessly. I almost fainted.

"Do you have any idea," He continued to kiss me. "Just how bad," He bit down on my lip causing me to release a breathless moan. "I've been wanting to do this?" He then grabbed onto my neck pulling it to the side so he could plant soft kisses. I moaned a the kisses sent painful shocks of pleasure to my sex.

He growled an bent down placing both hands on my thighs. Lifting my body up so that now my legs were wrapped around his ripped torso. Both of our lips moved in sexual sync but my sex was screaming for much more.

"What would you like for dinner?" He asked biting down on my neck. I completely ignored his question because I was to busy trying to grind my sex against him. Some how it was helping and could feel myself beginning to get off.

He bit down on my neck harder then sucked against my skin and repeated his question. "What do you want to eat pêche?"

"S-Steak....w-w-with maaaaaashed potatoes uhhhh!" I moaned climaxing hard then buried my head in his neck hiding my embarrassment.

He chuckled lightly in my neck then gave me a light peck aginst it and put me down.

"Coming right up my pêche." At that he left me in complete and utter silence, to face my guilty thoughts.

. . .

While typing up questions for my students class final my stomach began to growl. Opening the door the smell of fried steak practically turned me into a child running down the stairs.

"Sweet god, that smells amazing." I greeted making my presence known. A busy Neil took a small glimpse at me and smiled while reverting to peeling and slicing potatoes.

"Someone sounds hungry." He replied.

"The kitchen hasn't smelled this good since..." My smile fadded when the memories of what used to be came back to mind.

The sound of chopping stopped and Neil gave a confused expression. "When what?"

Clearing my throat I forced up a smile. "Nothing...look I'm going to be having company over soon so be nice." I scolded while walking away.

"As you wish my Pêche!" He yelled back causing me to stop and give him a small grin.

Next thing the doorbell rings and excitement hit me knowing my bestfriend/coworker had finally made it. Running fast to open the door their stood my older sister in all of her judgmental glory.

She took one look at my current attire which was a t-shirt and pajamas an gave a impressive distasteful expression.

"That's a new one." I thought aloud.

Shaking her head in dismay she spoke. "Oh god, Scarlett please tell me that your not wearing that for this event."

"Well if you answered your phone more often. You'd know that I called, telling you that the party was cancelled." I replied placing a hand on my hip in sarcasm.

"Whatever I need a drink anyways." She replied giving me a fake peck on the cheek and stepped her little small framed self inside. I rolled my eyes and sighed preparing for this long night to be.