Lust Triangles: 2 > 1

Seth Gamble's sitting at his kitchen table with client Violet Starr when she starts giving him those fuck-me eyes right over the spreadsheets. Married or not, Seth's got zero shame. He picks up every hint she's dropping. They dive straight into it, mouths crashing, hands everywhere, until footsteps kill the moment. His wife Rachael's home early. Violet drops under the table like she's done it before and swallows him whole while he keeps talking receipts and deductions like his life's depending on it. Rachael smells his nerves and thinks it's all for her. She offers the bedroom, Seth says go get ready, he just needs to close out some numbers first. The second she's gone, he yanks Violet up, strips her bare, and bends her over the table. He fucks her raw in every angle they can manage without a sound, trying not to blow their cover. Right before he tips over, he pulls out and tells her to scram. She glares until he explains every drop stays for Rachael if he wants to stay married. Violet pouts but gives in, already promising the next load is hers alone. Soon as she's out the door, Seth heads to the bedroom like nothing happened. Rachael's waiting, clueless.