Chapter 6: Illusion

Bob was on his way to a meeting, he felt very confident about his chances of being promoted. He knew he had everything he needed for this to go right.

"Mr. Incredible, are you ready?"

"I am. Promotion, here I come!"

"Do you have your report that you worked on?"

"My report? Sure it's…MY REPORT! Mirage, stall the meeting."

"Why?"

"I forgot to bring the report; this will surely cost me my promotion. I'll be back soon."

"Ok, but I'm not good at this stuff."

As Bob drove off, he drove as fast as possible and almost reached the house, all unknown to Helen and Victor, who were still in bed, having sex.

"Keep fucking me, Victor!"

Helen kept screaming his name as she rode his cock while he lay down on the bed and held on to her sexy, smooth ass. While she rode him with her pussy, they heard a car park in the garage.

"Bob's home!"

"Don't panic, Helen. I'm a super. Now shall we?"

"Fucking you in front of my husband without him finding out, this is making me so hot..."

"You are a dirty girl, Helen Parr. I like that about you"

As Bob entered the room, he saw the report, the only thing real in the illusion. 'Helen and Jack-Jack aren't home" He said out loud. Helen was moaning and fucking Victor, while Bob couldn't see it.

"Hey Mr. Incredible, look at Mrs. Incredible, your wife. She's fucking me and not you!"

They continued and Helen said: "How many times have we done it? Four times now? That's more in a day than you in 2 years, Bob! This is what you call sex! Oh Victor, you are incredible!"

Victor continued fucking Helen, until they heard Bob drive out, they collapsed from the sex they've been having.

"I love fucking you, Mrs. Incredible, Mrs. Parr"

"I love fucking you, Victor Grant!"

"You are so hot, Mrs. Parr!"

"You are, too, Mr. Grant"

"I'm Fucking Mrs. Incredible, who'd have thought"

"I'm fucking the hottest man who ever lived, even if I'm married to Mr. Incredible, now a slob of his former self compared to you, Victor"

"I love the way you talk dirty, one more time babe?"

"Oh, for you, I can do it all day!"

As Helen laid on Victor's muscular chest, stroking on his sexy, sweaty eight-pack abs. Victor caressed Helen's beautiful ass, not caring that the woman she just had sex with was a married woman. This though just mad him more satisfied that a married woman, especially someone like Mrs. Incredible, would turn to him for satisfaction and not to her husband, the great, Mr. Incredible.

"I'm actually amazed that this happened…"

"Surprised?"

"Yes, because I remember you saying yesterday that you are a happily married woman and you have no interest in my flirtations. In fact, you condone extra-marital affairs. And that kiss, I just wanted to settle the tension."

"Well, after that kiss, you turned me around, I kissed Bob and I was thinking of you. But don't get me wrong, this isn't love; this is as good as it gets. No running off with you. This is just sex for pleasure."

"You what turns me on about this affair, and you, Helen?"

"Enlighten me…"

"It's that you're married to the most popular man in the world and the greatest hero ever, Mr. Incredible, and have children with him, and yet here you are, sleeping with me, for pleasure only. Tell me, are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy. I mean how can I not be with three loving kids and a husband willing to do anything for the family?"

"Then why sleep with me?"

"As a woman, I have needs, both sexual and emotional. And frankly, Bob doesn't fulfill the sexual anymore. Yeah, he and I still have sex, from time to time, but the excitement, for me, was lost along the way. So that's why I have you here."

"He doesn't seem to have lost excitement in you."

"Yeah, but it was better when we would sneak out of the house, kids asleep, and do something fun. Now, it's just sex here in the bedroom."

"Hence the reason you turned to me?"

"Yes, and believe me, sweetheart, it isn't easy getting me to sleep with you, even if I wasn't married."

"So I've heard, you were quite the heartbreaker during your single days. So many men fought for your affection, and you turned all them down. And here I am, with the famous heartthrob, Helen Truax-Parr."

"Yeah, and after seven straight sessions of sex here with me, I should dressing up now. Bob and I have dinner plans at Casa Italia with his new boss, Mr. Dicker."

"Okay then, see you soon, babe."

Victor tried to lean in for a kiss, but Helen immediately stood up as to avoid making herself late for the dinner. As she stood up, Victor then saw her sexy figure. And to Victor, for a mother of three at 40 years old,, she is one hot woman. As Helen entered the shower, she felt a slap on her ass, and turned around to see Victor still there.

"Victor! What are you doing? The kids are home and if we get caught…"

"Hey, hey, relax, Helen. Did we get caught when Bob went home?"

"No, and that gives me an idea. I've never done it in a shower before…" Helen seductively said while running her finger down Victor's chest.

"Now you can…" Victor said while grabbing her by her smooth ass and making out with her again and they started to have sex again as Victor created an illusion in the bathroom…

"Okay, you have to go, but I must say, that was exhilarating and you, you should be called Mr. Incredible. You did me eight times in just one day? And not once did I fake it, not that I needed to, unlike with Bob…"

"Yeah, I enjoy giving you pleasure. Well, see you Helen…"

Victor put on his suit and headed to the front door, still with an illusion; as Helen put on her black dress for the dinner and headed down stairs to greet the kids.

"Hey Dash; Vi, your dad and I are having dinner out, so take care, all right?"

"Mom? You look exhausted? Are you feeling okay?" Violet asked after hearing Helen speak like she lost her breath, clearly from the sex she had.

"Oh, of course, I just got tired from fixing the house."

"Okay. The bus for the summer camp will pick us up later, we'll be back after 2 months, okay mom?"

"Okay kids. You be good, all right? I'm going to miss you all so much. I love you!" Helen said as she kissed each of them on their heads, and hugged Jack-Jack tightly before leaving.

As Bob drove to the Casa Italia, he picked up his phone to call Helen and check on her.

"Hey Helen, are you on your way?"

"Yeah, I am. I just left the house few minutes ago. I'm in the car."

"Are you feeling all right? You sound tired, like you lost your breath doing something?"

"Yeah, I'm good Bob thanks for asking. I had a rough day fixing the house, doing the dishes. You know typical Helen stuff…"

"Well, okay. See you in a few, Love you, honey!"

"Love you too, Bob!"

"Who was that?" a man's voice spoke, coming from behind Bob's seat.

"Oh, my wife. She's coming with us, didn't your boss tell you?

"He did, but I didn't think he was serious…"

"Have you met her?"

"No, I don't think I have."

"Well, you'll enjoy her company. She's a great woman, that's why I married her!"

"Looking forward to it!"

As Helen arrived, she was looking around for Bob's table, quickly spotting it because of Bob's size. She saw four chairs, four plates set, but it was only Bob and Mr. Dicker there.

"Hey, Helen. Mr. Dicker, this is my wife, Helen. Helen, this is my boss, Mr. Dicker."

"Good evening, sir!"

"Good evening, Mrs. Incredible. Is it just fine that we have another guest with us?"

"Oh, sure, sir, anything for my husband's good!"

"Thanks, Helen."

"Excuse me, for a while; I just need to go to the ladies' room."

"Go right ahead, though it is just one for both genders"

"Thank you…"

Helen headed to the restroom and as she got in and closed the door, the door closed and locked by itself. As she got ready to fight, a familiar voice greeted her.

"Hey, we don't need to get all hostile now, do we?"

"Victor? Victor, what are you doing here?"

"Didn't Bob tell you? I'm the 'guest'."

"You're Mr. Dicker's consultant?"

"Yeah, and that means…"

"No, Victor. Bob's here. He might come in."

"I'll handle it. Illusionist, remember? But I have a better idea that'll make it more exciting…"

"Tell me…"