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And now it's time for another foray into the perverted lives of the Sweet family. I'm sure most of you are familiar with them by now so I won't waste much time introducing this story.. Fans of Veronica, cheating, passionate sex, and my writing will (hopefully) be pleased!

Veronica sat in the warm, fuzzy confines of her favorite blanket sipping a cup of Irish coffee and idly flipping through the channels on the television. There was little else to do on a cold Monday morning when Henry and Sarah were at work and Jack was at school. Any errands she needed to run could wait until it was a touch warmer. Even if the gray overcast skies outside weren't going anywhere for quite some time. In fact whenever she looked out the sliding glass doors the clouds only seemed to be darkening despite it being nearly ten in the morning. During one such glance outdoors, as a particularly annoying commercial blared, Veronica's gaze drifted down from the heavens and towards the well maintained yard. Rather quickly she noticed what looked like steam leaking out from beneath the lid of the jacuzzi. After staring for several seconds she let out an annoyed sigh and wriggled free of her blanket. She pulled her bathrobe tighter against her mostly naked body and trudged out into the cold air to confirm what she already knew. Sure enough as soon as she reached the hot tub and pulled the top off she was hit with a wave of steam from the still very much bubbling water.

Letting the cover drop with a loud thud Veronica scowled into the middle distance, “I told Sarah to turn this thing off when they were finished! This is how the last one burned out!” She turned away and started walking towards the control box inconveniently located on the side of the house only to stop a few steps from the jacuzzi. “Maybe I don't have to let her laziness go to waste. It's already on and nothing goes better with a cold day than a hot tub.”

As lazy as it was the wait for everything to heat up had always been one the one of the bigger deciding factors for Veronica. With that out of the way and nobody around to disturb her the prospect of settling into a nice long soak on such a shitty day made goosebumps erupt all across her skin. She also had a new bikini she was just dying to try on and beach season was more than eight months away. Casting one more look at the jacuzzi she made up her mind and hurried into the house to get changed. Or more appropriately to get dressed. She removed the mundane panties she'd been wearing and slid into a tight, leopard print two piece instead. Both the bottoms and the top were perhaps a size to small for her voluptuous form but that was exactly how she liked it. Few things made her already wide hips pop like the cords of swimsuit hugging her waist like a lover while a meager, triangular strip of cloth attempted to hold in a plump bubble butt that made men and women swoon. And anything that tried to contain the landslide of soft, jiggling flesh that formed her impressive bust had much the same effect. Perhaps even more so with the ample amount spilling out on either side of her top and the impossible to miss cleavage it formed. But best of all was the subtle teasing formed by the tan lines peeking out around her swimwear. Just enough to be noticed but not so obvious as to be blatant it embodied the kind of sexy Veronica mastered when she was still in high school.

After finishing with her bikini she decided to let her hair down and wipe away what little makeup she'd already applied. Although it certainly looked good up she always thought her auburn locks had a certain appeal when they framed her face. Mostly thanks to the natural angles of her jaw and her full, pouty lips. Though mastering the kind of seductive look that made her emerald eyes sparkle certainly helped as well. Even after she cleaned off her eye shadow and lipstick. It was all going to run anyways and she wanted to avoid staining the sides of the hot tub again. Veronica slipped back into her robe and returned to the chilly backyard, her bare feet dancing across the stepping stones that led to the jacuzzi. Upon reaching it she wasted no time throwing aside the cover, dropping her bathrobe, and climbing in before the cold could do more than nip at her naturally tanned skin. She sank up to her chin in the roiling water and smiled in contentment. Part of her wished she'd had the foresight to bring a fresh cup of coffee with her or maybe some wine but that was a problem for later. At that moment she was happy simply enjoying the feel of the cold against her rosy cheeks combined with the enveloping warmth everywhere else. Maybe she'd even turn on one of the jets she liked so much and really enjoy the jacuzzi properly . . .

Minutes passed by in peaceful, bubbling bliss as Veronica enjoyed her the utter lack of disturbances in her little world. As much as she loved her family moments like these had to be cherished. Teddy was about the only one she liked to spend them with but water wasn't kind to his fur and he was off with his book club anyways. Although he had left behind some of his imported tear so the rest of the family could try it, naively forgetting that Veronica was the only one who enjoyed proper, English tea. And like some sort of virus the moment she started thinking about having a nice cup to compliment the warmth of the hot tub the idea simply wouldn't leaver her mind. Eventually she climbed out of the tub and wrapped herself up in her robe to put the kettle on. A few short minutes later she was back outside with a small tray laden with tea and a scone to nibble on. She set it on the table beside the jacuzzi and sank back into the water, this time only submerging herself up to the waist so she didn't have to reach too far. Once again she settled into a pleasant, if slightly colder, bout of private relaxation. It wasn't until around the time she was filling up a second cup and contemplating getting more scones that Veronica glanced at the fence separating her yard from the new neighbors. She locked eyes with a pimple faced teenager who froze like a deer in the headlights. When she stood up he vanished like something had cut his legs out from under him. Furious at being spied on and at having her pleasant morning interrupted she climbed out of the hot tub and stormed towards the fence.

“Hey!” She exclaimed, “You think you can spy on me and get away with it?!” The sound of nervous grunting and shaking bushes greeted her words and like a tigress waiting to pounce she followed them along as the moved towards the house, “Running won't do you any good! I'll come over there right now and make sure—”

“What are you doing Ricky?” An unexpected voice asked.

“N-nothing Grandpa!”

“Except spying on me!” Veronica exclaimed, folding her arms beneath her ample breasts and rising to the tips of her toes to try and see over the fence. She was still an inch or so too short but it hardly mattered, “And I expect a damn good apology!”

There was a quick and quiet exchange after her words, then several seconds of silence. She was just about to repeat herself when another person suddenly appeared over the fence. Tall enough for her to see his entire face and immediately regret not putting on her robe, he instantly had Veronica disarmed and a little unsure of herself like she was a teenager again. Despite having short gray hair and full, matching beard the manly suddenly offering her a charming smile didn't look nearly old enough to be a grandfather to anyone. He had a few laugh lines beside his striking hazel eyes and a few more across his forehead but it worked for him in a way it really shouldn't have. Much like how his naturally tanned face accentuated his hair color and his manly features were exemplified by the broad, muscular shape of his jawline. His slightly bent nose was about the only thing not immediately sexy about him, at least until Veronica realized it was undoubtedly shaped like that because it'd been broken. Which just made him seem manlier somehow. When he spoke it was in a voice like honey being dripped into her ears, some sort of New Orleans accent if she had to guess.

“I'm sorry for my grandson's rudeness,” He said, “I hope he didn't spoil your morning.”

“Oh I think it'll be just fine!” Veronica replied in a noticeably higher pitch than before.

“That's good and don't you worry, he'll come over and deliver an apology himself. When he's done with all the extra yard work he's earned himself for this indiscretion.”

“Thank you Mr. . .”

“Maximilian Baudelaire.” He said, somewhat awkwardly offering her a hand over the fence, “I don't believe we've been properly introduced Miss . . .”

“Veronica. Veronica Sweet.” She replied, taking his hand a bit too quick and shaking it. The smallest of flutters danced through her stomach as his much larger fingers enveloped hers for a moment, “I appreciate you stepping in Mr. Baudelaire.”

“Call me Maximilian,” He said with a smile, “Acting formal when I'm in my bathrobe is just silly.”

“At least you aren't in a bikini!” Veronica joked.

Maximilian laughed and nodded, “Well that would be quite a sight. I expect I wouldn't find it as comfortable as you though.”

“I should hope not!”

Both of them laughed for a moment and he said, “You have a lovely accent Miss Veronica. I've always been partial to English accents.”

“Thanks!” Her cheeks darkened just a little bit and she smiled a bit wider than was really warranted for a comment she heard all the time, “You have a fantastic accent as well. I don't hear it too often in Cherry Springs.”

“Well I'm fresh off the fan boat from Louisiana. Keeping an eye on young Ricky while his parents are on a business trip in Europe.”

“Oh you aren't my new neighbor?” She asked, feeling both disappointed and a little excited by that information.

“Much to my everlasting disappointment.” He said with a sincere grin. Something about the way he stared directly into her eyes despite having so much more to look at than that put her off balance. Her own son couldn't even managed that most of the time! “I'm only here for a month while my son and his wife sort out their affairs.”

“Well at least that'll give you some time to enjoy our city before you go.”

“Indeed! My daughter in law made sure I knew about the Natural History Museum and the shops on Main Street.”

“She sounds quite adventurous.” Veronica laughed, momentarily shivering at the cold.

“To each their own.” Maximilian said with a chuckle, “But I've taken enough of your relaxation time and I'm sure your hot tub misses you greatly.”

“Yes I'm starting to miss it too!” She remarked with another shiver, “But if you're ever in the mood for something more interesting than museums and local shops you know where to find me!”

“That's a very generous offer I'd be happy to take you up on.”

“Perfect . . . why don't we start now?”

“I beg your pardon?”

Veronica's heart skipped a beat but she remained steadfast and said, “Why don't we start with something more interesting right now?”

Looking at her as if expecting some sort of punchline to follow her forwardness Maximilian's slowly came to realize how serious she was being, “Far be it from me to refuse such a kind offer,” He finally said, his eyes glittering and his smile nearly reaching his ears, “Should I climb over now or would you like to let me in properly?”

“I let you in,” Veronica chuckled.

She jogged to the side gate and quietly unlocked it as a sudden burst of excitement flicked through her body. No longer paying any attention to the cold she did her best to strike and alluring, seductive pose despite much of her body already being revealed. The gate next door clicked open then shut again and her heart jumped into her throat. A moment later the door in front of her opened and Maximilian stepped into the backyard. Dressed in a fantastically suave crimson robe his body looked every bit as handsome as his face. He was clearly in the best shape of his life and naturally larger than most of the men she'd been with in just about every way. Well, every way that was immediately visible. There was still one element she was eager to see but that could wait a moment. With a confidence that perfectly walked the line between arrogant and charming he walked up to Veronica, slid an arm around her waist, and pulled her tight against him. His fingers slowly brushed against her cheek while his thumb lightly caressed her lips. A shuddering breath escaped her lips before she could stop it and he laughed softly, completely unsurprising by her reaction. Something about how aware he was of his own charms really worked for Veronica. Her hands slid around his waist and one leg daintily lifted off the ground almost on instinct. Then he asked something just about every other man she'd been with never bothered to question.

“Are you married?”

Immediately glad she wasn't wearing her wedding ring Veronica instinctively laughed and shook her head, “No. No I'm not married. Divorced actually. I hope that won't be a problem?”

“On the contrary . . .”

In the blink of an eye his lips were pressed against hers, the soft bristles of his beard prickling her skin and his strong hands holding her tightly. Like some sort of empty headed college girl she practically melted into his arms. Much of her body shivered at his sudden kiss and it was all she could do to keep her legs underneath her. She threw her arms around his neck and leaned into his embrace. Her lips slowly parted and her tongue emerged from between them to find his waiting for it. They immediately coiled around one another, intertwining and overlapping like some sort of wrestling match. A bit lower down her massive breasts were squeezed tightly against his rather broad chest, the curly gray hairs peeking out from his robe  tickling her skin and making her shiver more than ever. With one hand holding the back of her head Maximilian gradually slid the other down her waist and for a moment she thought he was going to grab a handful of her soft ass. But rather than going straight for such an easy target his fingers instead glided along her thigh and towards the back of her knee. He pulled her leg up until she was standing on the very tips of her toes and supported by almost nothing except his strong grip.

Half expecting to be lowered like they were dancing Veronica had to momentarily break off their kiss to suck in a long, shaky breath. Aside from feeling more of his muscular body her new position also afforded her a nearly unobstructed chance to learn just what she'd soon be working with. And if the thinly covered rod pulsing against her own barely hidden slit was any indication she would not be disappointed in any way. Just feeling alone was enough to make her whimper. And that was before Maximilian starting kissing all down her neck in a way that felt designed to make her squirm. Starting at the edge of her jaw and working down he planted an endless line of kisses along every inch of goose bump riddled skin all the way to her collarbone. By the time he stopped she was so wet and so eager for him her usual instinct to drop to her knees and start sucking his cock was almost totally eclipsed. She just wanted that dick inside her straight away. With the exception of Henry none of the men she'd been with in the last few years made any attempt at foreplay that didn't directly involve her breasts, pussy, or ass. Which was normally fine and even kind of fun but suddenly enjoying what an experienced lover could do was a breath of fresh air. Which was a bit ironic given how hard she was finding it to breath as he worked. When Maximilian pulled back to smile at her Veronica had to resist the urge to swoop in for another bout of passionate kissing. She didn't know it but he was fighting the same urge as well.

“Let's retire to your bedroom,” He suggested in a husky voice.

“I've got a better idea . . .” Veronica said. 

With some difficulty she pulled away from Maximilian and sauntered towards the hot tub, her wide hips swaying perfectly with every step. She cast a seductive look back at him upon reached the jacuzzi and suddenly it was his turn to be caught off guard. Rarely had he seen a woman's smile and eyes say so much in just a single moment. Climbing into the still bubbling hot tub and sinking down until only her neck and face were visible she looked directly at him with that same come hither expression. Her hand rose from the water a few seconds later and curled one delicate finger while she bit her lip. He was already on his way well before she beckoned to him and that little gesture was al the motivation he needed to unfasten his robe. It fell away as he stepped onto the deck and Veronica was given an all too brief glimpse of his large, hairy body and twitching cock before he was stepping into the jacuzzi as well. She was so busy watching his dick vanish beneath the waters she barely noticed the comical way he winced as his eagerness came up against the steaming hot water. But like any man about to have sex with a beautiful woman he powered through any obstacles and was soon basking in the inviting warmth of the hot tub. Although he didn't enjoy it for very long before moving beside Veronica with a lascivious gleam in his eyes. Rising up a little to meet him as he embraced her once more she was delighted to feel one of his hands on the back of her neck. And downright ecstatic to feel the other finally press against her bikini clad pussy. As badly as she might have wanted his dick there was no pretending she didn't want to feel what he could do with his large, calloused hands.

As expected rather than plunging knuckle deep into her cunt or even pulling aside her bikini he slowly rubbed her slit through the fabric. It only took a moment of careful, practiced movements to leave her squirming and moaning at his touch. She stared up at him with open mouthed lust, completely oblivious to how she looked and entirely too horny to even care. Maximilian's middle and ring fingers were just large enough to push against not only the center of her sex but also the outer edges as well. Thanks to her bikini gradually slipping deeper between her folds this mean that more and more of his digits were actually touching her incredibly aroused pussy at any give moment.  More than aware of that fact he eventually downgraded to just his middle finger teasingly rubbing up and down her lips at a speed that could only be described as maddening. At the peak of each movement he would flick her clit with just enough force to leaver her breathless, then at the nadir of every pass he would circle her quivering hole just long enough to make her think he'd finally slip inside. 

Yet time and time again his finger moved along her pussy until she started to wonder if he was every going to do anything but tease her. Barely a second after that thought entered her mind his hand slipped beneath her bikini. Just high enough to avoid brushing against her actual slit but still low enough to come fantastically close Maximilian pulled aside her swimsuit. Veronica fully expected him to pick up where he'd left off and leave her so horny she'd fuck just about anything. Once again he surprised her by leaning in for a kiss at the same time he moved between her opened legs. Unable to help herself she moaned hungrily into his lips are grabbed his cock with both hands. Her initial goal of guiding him inside her pussy was hampered somewhat by the instinctive desire to feel his entire shaft by slowly jerking him off. The former won out over the latter when she'd felt every bit of his ten or eleven inch cock and knew she wanted him inside her without a moment's delay. She brought his pulsing tip to her slit and held him there, eager to see how he would play it. Since there really wasn't much else to do with her inviting little cunt all but waiting to be filled Maximilian slowly pushed inside with a remarkably well measured thrust. Moving exactly fast enough to never let her catch her breath by the time she felt his weighty sack resting against her skin Veronica felt like she was about to faint. The culmination of his teasing along with her own, natural lust left her pretty much ready to cum before he'd even started moving.

When he actually started rhythmically pushing in and out of her slit it was all she could do to keep her voice under control. The last thing she needed was someone hearing her and finding out it wasn't Henry making her squeal. Any time she was actually fucking her husband in the backyard an audience proved to be a huge turn on but with strangers it was always more of a risk than anything else. Because her body was under no such obligation she was free to wrap her legs around his waist, grab his shoulders with both hands, and grind against his dick like it was the only one in existence. Which had exactly the effect she wanted when Maximilian noticeably increased the speed and power of his thrusts. He still seemed very much in control of himself by he had no illusion that would remain the case for long. Her pussy was simply too tight and the rest of her body was simply too amazing for him to stay composed for long. Particularly when one of her breasts managed to slip free of her bikini and he was treated to his first proper look at her puffy, stiff nipple. Veronica actually felt his cock throb as he stared down at her exposed tit and it was with a cheeky grin she quickly freed the other one. With her top now resting snugly between her breasts she was able to squeeze them together until her nipples connected and his dick was twitching so hard she thought he was about to burst.

Wanting to feel him really giving it to her before that happened Veronica quickly said, “Pull out!”

“All right,” 

Maximilian did as he was asked and his dick slid out of her pussy as quickly as it'd entered. His unasked question was swiftly answered when she turned her back to him and pushed out her ass, part of her glistening buttocks rising from the water. She braced herself against the edge of the jacuzzi and grinned at him. Not wanting to waste another moment Maximilian quickly pushed his dick back inside her cunt, this time move considerably faster. But considering how turned on she was and how badly she just wanted him to fuck her the added speed was downright heavenly. The moment he bottomed out within her pussy he started pulling back and nearly the full length of his shaft scraped against her inner walls in the process. When he slammed back in it was unquestionably the hardest and fastest he'd fucked her. Veronica was thrilled when he continued at that pace and a new, even better rhythm was found, this time with her able to reciprocate somewhat and make both of them shiver.

Completely by accident their shift in position also moved them a few inches to the side and directly above the jet Veronica, Sarah, Stacy, Aurora, and Gwen all loved. It took them a few seconds to realize it was there over the renewed, ball slapping frenzy that'd overtaken their sex. Both of them eventually felt the jet furiously pumping water into the hot tub a few inches beneath them but only one of them had the wherewithal to capitalize on it. Gently guiding her into place while continuing to thrust away Maximilian knew he'd found his mark when Veronica's entire body suddenly went rigid and her inner walls clamped down harder than every around him. The angler certainly wasn't perfect but even if it didn't allow her entire slit to feel the brunt of the jet her clit and much of her outer folds were still struck by it's powerful current. She immediately threw her head back and offered a silent scream as ecstasy flooded her body. Unable to move or think in the wake of such an unexpected rise of pleasure she all but collapsed against the side of the jacuzzi. With her tits hanging over the side, one arm dangling limply next to it, and her tongue lolling out of her open mouth she made for quite the perverted sight. Despite being unable to see her rapturous expression Maximilian could certainly feel how much she enjoyed the angle. Already slamming into her as hard and fast as he was able the only thing left to do was ride her all the way to the end. Which was very far off for him and was rapidly approaching for her.

In less than a minute all the rising pressure within her body had pushed Veronica right up to the edge of a toe curling, teeth gritting orgasm. Another few seconds of Maximilian thrusting away and the jet assaulting her swollen clit was all it took to send her tumbling over the edge. Every muscle in her body started to spasm and the edges of her vision went dark. Almost bestial groans and grunts poured from her mouth while a torrent of creamy juices clouded the water around her pussy. As her inner walls spasmed uncontrollably around his dick she did her best not to simple collapse beneath the water as her body utterly failed to function. She almost certainly would have failed if not for her partner's strong hands holding her waist and keeping her pinned in place so he could continue fucking her tight cunt throughout her orgasm. It was that relentless pounding that really elevated the whole thing to another level. Before now Veronica never had the pleasure of enjoying the jet and a dick at the same time. What little part of her brain still worked was definitely filing away that information for a later date. Until it was dropped back into the sex hungry, climax fueled haze that'd enveloped the rest of her.

Maximilian did his best to last through her climax but try as he might the innate thrill of bringing a woman to orgasm combined with the tangible feeling of Veronica;s pussy wrapped around his dick was simply too much to bear. Right around the time the most violent of her tremors started to subside his entire body went rigid. She felt his dick swell inside her pussy and realized what it meant at the same time cum was exploding deep into her womb. Moaning in abject delight at feeling yet another man's warm seed basting her inner walls Veronica pushed back against his dick and moved her hips in slow, spasmodic circles. While she had very little control over herself she did her best to milk every last drop she could from his balls, reveling in each new load to erupt from him. Along with the many, deliciously powerful throbs that accompanied each spurt of gooey spunk. Fortunately for them both her body was nothing if not eager for jizz and even without her making the conscious choice it would've clamped down on his prick and refused to let go. For about fifteen glorious seconds their orgasms managed to overlap and each got to feel the other at their most lustful and most exposed. The steady flow of his cum felt absolutely wonderful swirling around inside her cunt just as the constant quivering of her sex felt completely divine in the midst of his release. After emptying an utterly perfect amount of spunk inside her Maximilian started to pull out, only to stop upon feeling Veronica's slit tighten. Both of them enjoyed the added sensitivity brought on by their own and one another's climaxes in relative silence. Only their labored breaths and the bubbling of the hot tub disturbed the moment. At least until Veronica managed to find her voice again.

“Ohhhhh fuck . . .” She sighed, “That was fantastic . . .”

“You certainly were.” Maximilian agreed, “We'll definitely have to do this again before I go.”

“At least three or four more times.”

“I'll put it on my itinerary.”

Veronica laughed and turned her head to kiss him, one hand covering his to push his strong fingers harder against her breast while the second slid around his head, “Next time we'll do it in a proper bed.”

“Well . . . I am free right now . . .” He suggested.

“Mmmmm,” She chuckled and lightly kissed him one final time, “I wish I could say the same. But sadly I have errands to run and housework to do. How about tomorrow? Same time but at your place?”

“That sounds lovely.” Finally pulled back Maximilian shuddered as his cock emerged from her pussy while Veronica moaned and bit her lip, suddenly rethinking the importance of her errands and housework, “Do you need help cleaning this up? I confess I've never made love in a hot tub.”

“Oh the filter will get most of it . . . and it needs to be drained anyways. Thank you though, it's very sweet of you to ask.”

“You're welcome,” He said as he slowly climbed back out of the jacuzzi and pulled on his silk robe, “I'll be sending Richard along shortly to apologize for his peeping.”

“That's right!” Veronica laughed. She'd completely forgotten about that whole incident, “I might have to thank him for it now . . .”

“That's true,” Maximilian grinned, “Although I'd hate to encourage his behavior.”

“You're right, those sorts of perversion are best left to people like us.” Half rising from the jacuzzi Veronica rested her arms on the edge and let her large, glistening breasts sit in the open air for a moment.

“Indeed,” Glancing at her pert nipples for a moment Maximilian took her hand and kissed it with a  total lack of irony, “Until tomorrow Miss Veronica.”

“Until tomorrow Maximilian.”