Temptation Affairs: Chapter Three

Rated: R

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the title and the plot line to the story. The characters belong to H.A.

Warning: Sexual situations, A lemon here and there, Violence, Language, Heated Moments. Story is Alternate Universe

'What am I thinking?' Riza thought as she stepped out of the shower, toweling her hair dry. That's all she could think as she dried her body off and looked at the clothes she had laid out on the dreaded waterbed she shared with her husband.

She had laid out one of the new bras she had bought, along with its matching panties, and she had laid out a light little blue dress to wear as well. The dress went to her knees, and it was made of a light material that kind of floated as you walked. It had a plunging neckline; the very tip of the V just went down far enough to reveal just how much of a busty woman she was. Instead of sleeves, it had straps, and it had glitter sprayed all over the material to give it the look of shimmering.

Putting the undergarments and dress on, she slipped into cream-colored heels. Even in the heels, she was sure she'd be shorter than Roy. Sitting in front of her vanity, she lightly sprayed some perfume on, to give herself a flowery scent. Then she combed out her hair, and put it up in a French twist. She didn't have one speck of make-up in the house. And it wasn't because of Frank. She believed in her looks, and knew that she didn't need any. And she was quite right, she had a natural beauty.

As she drove into the city, she thought over what she was doing. 'Think about it…you'll be having an affair. It's wrong in the eyes of God.' She thought, biting her lip. 'But God will forgive me. God knows what kind of man Frank is, and what kind of man Roy is. He'll forgive me if I ever get a divorce too.' She thought again as she made a turn.

A few minutes later she sat outside Roy's house, waiting for him to get home. It was almost 5, and the sun was beginning to set. She stepped out of the car as he parked in his driveway, a smirk on his face. She smiled, putting her keys in her purse and walking over to him.

"This is a very pleasant surprise." He said, wrapping an arm around her waist. She smiled up at him, running a finger down his arm. "What job did you have to work today?" she asked curiously. "Fixing a drainage system. Not very pleasant. You're lucky I took a shower and my friend's place." He said, noticing that the sun hit her golden hair just right.

"And who's your pal?" she asked, looking into his truck as if she would find a clue there. "Maes Hughes. You'll probably meet him sometime or another. What are you all dressed up for?" he questioned, running a hand down her arm, and bringing her closer. 'It's just so easy to be with him…' she thought. She'd made her decision, she was going to have an affair with this man, to hell with her catholic upbringing and everything else.

"I thought I'd come keep you company for tonight…" she said, an evil glint in her eyes. He smiled easily enough, wrapping his other arm around her waist. "You've dressed awfully fancy to be visiting a friend, sweetheart." He said huskily. "Hmm, after kissing you last night I figured we'd be more than friends Mustang." She said softly, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing against him.

"You're a married woman, Riza." He whispered in her ear, embracing her. "I don't care, and neither should you." She murmured, kissing lips softly. He closed his eyes, kissing her back. "You're right, I don't care." He muttered, breaking away from her, and walking towards the front door. She followed him, holding his hand firmly.

Once the door was close, she was pressed up against it, his body caging hers against the solid wood. "Roy…" his name came out in a breathless sigh. He kissed her tenderly. "We'll eat first. I'm starving. For you, and food." He chuckled, pulling away quickly. She let out a laugh, "That was romantic." She said, following him into the kitchen.

They ended up ordering pizza for dinner, and drank wine with it. It was an odd combination, but Riza enjoyed it immensely. Roy told her about his friends, and told her more about his parents. They sounded like people Riza wanted to meet herself, they sounded like people who would like her. She told him some about her own friends, and evaded the subject of her parents.

"Well, we've talked ourselves out, I believe." He said, laying back on the couch. She smiled, and yawned. "Surely you're not bored with me already?" he chuckled, standing and offering her a hand. She took it, and laughed lightly. "No, I'm just…well tired I suppose." She concluded.

He smiled, kissing her lightly. "I wonder…are you wearing that new lingerie under that dress?" he asked, his eyes looking into hers. She licked her lips, "Possibly…" she said, squeaking when he hefted her over his shoulder and began walking down the hallway to his bedroom.

"What are you doing?!" she giggled. He laid her lightly on the bed, and smirked. "I'm taking you to bed." He said, taking her heels off, and tossing them to the floor. Unlike the waterbed at home, this mattress was firm, and certainly held no water. It also felt like a dream.

He kissed her lips softly, and nuzzled her neck. "Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked softly, toying with her hair. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. "Yes, I'm absolutely sure." She confirmed, wrapping her arms around his neck. He smirked, kissing her again, and deepening it almost immediately.

He brought her up to a full sitting position as he did this, unzipping the back of her dress, and brushing the straps off. While he did that, she had unbuttoned his shirt, and run her hands over his chest, something she'd been practically aching to do.

Once he'd thrown her dress onto the floor with her heels, he laid her back down on the bed, and took in the sight of her. She'd always been a very modest woman, and to see him stare at her body only clad now in a bra and panties set gave her the chills. Frank had never given her the look Roy was giving her. "Absolutely beautiful, stunning." He said, running a hand between the valley of her breasts, down her stomach, down past her thigh.

She couldn't help it, but the whimper that she'd been keeping locked inside her escaped. He smirked then, his eyes traveling up to meet hers. She took the sleeves of his shirt and dragged him down on top of her, wrapping a leg around his. "Riza, Riza…you just have no patience, do you?" he chuckled, kissing her jaw down to her neck, his tongue flickering out here and there. She unbuckled the belt her wore to keep his jean up, and then unbuttoned the pants.

"No, I don't. Especially when I'm about to have sex with a gorgeous hunk." She said, kissing his lips. He kissed her back, and kicked his pants off. "So, do we skip the foreplay?" he inquired, running a hand over her breast, causing her to shiver lightly. "For now…" she said coyly, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself against him. "Guess I'll take your bra off with my teeth later…" he muttered as he did it one-handed, tossing it with her dress and shoes.

LEMON (A very heavy one I might add, I strongly, strongly caution those who are even under the age of 17.)

"I don't even want to know…" she giggled, kicking her panties off and gasping as he entered her in one roll of his hips, and then began to thrust in and out of her. She moaned, her amber eyes closed and her heart pounding as she kissed him, keeping her arms wrapped around his upper body, her hips thrusting along with his.

This was unlike anything she'd ever had, even without the foreplay. There was fire, passion, and the butterfly sensation from when he'd been analyzing her body. There was definite attraction and spark between them as he continued his rhythmic thrusting and his assault on her mouth as he swallowed every moan and whimper she let pass those beautiful lips. 'Why didn't I meet him before I married Frank?' she thought, feeling the coil in her lower region tighten.

He smirked in all his arrogance as she clung to him while she moaned out his name as her orgasm went through her, and continued until he had emptied himself into her. He collapsed onto her lightly so as not to crush her, and sighed with content.

"Well, that was pretty good, even without the foreplay." He said, kissing her lips lightly. She smiled, and motioned for him to roll over. 'Hah, she wants more. Did that stupid husband of hers keep her starved for affection or what?' he thought, rolling onto his back while keeping the connection in their lower regions.

Now she was on top of him, and her long golden hair flowed over her shoulders and fell softly halfway across her breast. "You're absolutely amazing, do you know that?" she asked, moving her hips slowly, causing him to let out a groan. "I've been told that before, yes." He chuckled, his rough hands on her hips, his thumbs caressing them.

And with that, she began to move the way she'd learned to, and smiled as she looked at his face, knowing he loved every minute of letting her be on top. Soon, they were both on the verge of having another orgasm, but this time they both had it at the same time, which made it all the better as they moaned out one another's name.

END LEMON

Falling softly onto the bed beside him, she sighed a happy sigh, and let her body rest. "Thank you, now I'm very tired." she laughed softly, closing her eyes. She felt him pull the blanket over them, and then pulled her closer so her back was up against his chest.

He kissed her head, and snuggled her. "Then stay with me tonight. He's gone for three weeks, I don't think anyone will miss you at home." He whispered in her ear, caressing her side. "I was planning on it, silly man." She murmured before falling asleep in his arms, and he followed her not long afterwards.

At first when Riza realized she wasn't sleeping on the waterbed, she began to panic. Then she felt an arm tighten slightly around her waist, and visions of the previous night swept through her head. She smiled and rolled over to face her new lover.

He was already awake and smirking at her. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice still thick with sleep. "I was watching you sleep, then you rolled over so I had to look at your back, but now I can see your pretty eyes." He said, brushing hair off her face. She smiled, stretching her body slowly, and scooting closer to him. "Waking up to you is such a nice change." She said, kissing him softly.

"I'm sure it is." He murmured, caressing her side. "Do you have to work today?" she asked, sitting up quite suddenly. "For a couple hours. That's not till ten though, I still have two hours." He said, stretching his own body and sitting up beside her.

"I suppose during that time I'll go home and freshen up, and then come back." Riza said, planning in her head, and running a hand through her hair. He kissed her shoulder, and looked at her. "No regrets?" he questioned her. She looked over at him and smiled, "Not yet." She answered coyly.

And so, the pattern continued like that. Riza stayed nights over at Roy's house until Frank came home from his business trip. Roy even gave her a key to his house, which she kept out of sight of her husband. She kept a spare set of clothes over at Roy's house as well. They went out to dinner together, they even went dancing at one point.

They talked a lot over any subject, and just enjoyed one another's company. The day before Frank was due to come home, they were walking through the park, enjoying the sunshine and the warm balmy day it was.

"So what are we going to do now that Frankie's coming home?" Roy teased, holding her hand as they walked through the shady park. Riza rolled her eyes and sighed. "I'm not sure. I suppose I'll just stop by and call you whenever I can. Hopefully he'll have another business trip or something." She answered, letting the wind blow her hair about.

Roy stopped walking, and embraced her tightly, kissing her temple. "I care about you Riza. This affair has more to it than just sex, I hope you know that. We have a connection, you and me." He said, pulling back a little to see her pretty face. "Roy…I know…I know there's a connection between us. I feel there's more to this affair than either of us knows…but I don't want him to hurt you. If he ever found out…he'd probably go insane with jealousy and go on a rampage. He doesn't like people touching what's his." Riza explained, fiddling with a button on his shirt.

"I can take him. Let him try to kill me, the git." Roy said ruefully, a small smile on his lips. She laughed, "Don't be silly. We'll be okay…for now." She said quietly, squeezing his hand. He sighed, and they began to walk again. Silence fell upon them for a bit before Roy spoke again.

"When's your birthday?" he asked curiously. "October 6th, why?" she replied, looking up at him with innocent amber eyes. He loved her eyes. "That's not far off…" he said thoughtfully, looking ahead still. "Don't go getting any of those cheesy romantic ideas of yours, Roy Mustang." She said sternly, but her lips twitched as she concealed a smile.

"My romantic ideas are not cheesy, Riza." He said, faking a pout. "They are too! They're also rather cute…" she admitted, licking her lips to moisten them. "Well then, don't tell me not to get one if you think they're so cute." He said. "Stop talking before you completely contradict yourself, Roy." She said coolly.

"You're so mean to me…" he pouted playfully. She let out a small laugh, "Stop acting like a child!"

"Okay." He said, pulling her to him and kissing her full on the lips. She smiled, putting her hands on either side of his face, and kissing him thoroughly.

A/N: Oo….dunno what to say about this chapter. Except for the fact that I like how cute it turned out. I think the lemon kinda sucks though, but oh well. Review and tell me what you think!