Lustly(17)



He needed to be inside of me, blowing his load after only two minutes, because apparently that was all I was good for. It was in that moment when I started to think about Ms. Cybil again. First I thought about watching her and that handsome man f*cking in her living room. Then I imagined what it would be like to finally get away from my husband, and never look back.

I spent the next half-hour crying alone in the shower, while my husband slept in the next room. Once I calmed down, I dug through my purse, and with shaky hands I pulled out the business card and dialed her number.

“You’ve reached Cybil. Leave a detailed message after the tone and I will return your call as soon as possible.”

I started to say something, but chickened out and hung up the phone. There was no way I was going to be able to sleep with a stranger, so wasting her time wasn’t the answer.

Why was I even considering it?

It was a good thing that I didn’t leave a message, because as the day passed I changed my mind a dozen times. I sat downstairs and made a chart of how long I’d have to work to be able to afford a place of my own. I’d need a place to call home, even if it had to be fixed up in time. I’d make my kids proud, even if I had to work multiple jobs to do it.

That next morning Charlie called out of work again. He was intent on doing work from home, while in bed. I was keeping myself busy downstairs, after texting Eli and letting him know that I wouldn’t be in the office again. He messaged me right away letting me know it was fine, but he also told me to be careful and make smart choices. I found it odd that he cared what I was doing with my husband, but shook it off knowing nothing would ever come out of our friendship than what we already had. I had to think of my kids first, and taking on a boyfriend wasn’t in my cards.

Around lunchtime Charlie came downstairs and found me in the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on my neck. Then he turned me to face him, and I did my best to put on a smile for appearance sakes. “This is kind of nice, being home alone with you every day. I’ve thought about talking to Ed about working from home a couple days a week. How would you feel about that?”

I wanted to tell him that it was a terrible idea. I had money to save, and I couldn’t be calling out of work, because he couldn’t know I even had a job. “It would be different. I wouldn’t get anything done, and neither would you.”

He ran his hand through my hair and kissed my forehead. “You’re probably right. Though, it would give me a reason to get you naked.”

I tried to change the subject. “Charlie, you know you need to rest. You’ll never get better if you overexert yourself.”

He lifted me up and sat me on the kitchen countertop then wedged his way between my legs. “There’s only one kind of medicine that I need, Lil.”

He grabbed my shirt and lifted it over my head, while pressing his erection against my sex. My bra was removed next, and then I felt my shorts being tugged off of my legs. “We can’t do it in the kitchen. What if someone walks in?”

“Who is going to come here in the middle of the day and walk in? Stop complaining.”

I got ready to find another reason when I saw Kate’s car pulling in her driveway. Suddenly I was overwhelmed with a need to get revenge, for whatever it was worth. I didn’t know what they meant to each other, but I was a woman, and I knew I hated to even consider that I was sharing my man with someone else. The window from the kitchen looked out into her driveway, and I knew Kate enough to know she’d be curious. I pulled Charlie’s shirt over his head and shoved my lips against his, keeping my eyes peeled for hers the whole time. I wrapped my legs around my husband’s ass and felt him entering me. Charlie pushed me back until my head hit the upper cabinets. He ran his hands over my breasts and pinched at my nipples, leaning in and sucking one of them into his mouth. It felt good to be touched, but even better when I caught her getting a glimpse of him f*cking me, just knowing that she’d seen us made me react. I started getting loud, crying out his name, and attempting to get off quickly. The more I got into the role, the hotter I was making myself. I wanted this, not just to pay her back, but for some sick desire that I was having.

Charlie came fast, thrusting one last time inside of me before he froze in place. I accepted his sloppy kisses and how his limp body lingered over mine. Once he was finished, I headed upstairs for a shower.

The smile on my face was that of accomplishment. Take that you slut!

Two things happened after I locked the door and turned on the water. The voices out the window let me know she’d confronted him. I didn’t know how she’d gotten his attention, and I didn’t even care. Without her noticing, I peered out the window watching them argue with a fence between them. I laughed to myself, knowing I’d caused them turmoil.

Then something happened to me.

My body felt so hot all of a sudden. Beads of sweat formed on the skin between my breasts and my * tingled, craving more attention than it had gotten just moments before. I looked in the mirror and stared at my naked body. I’d lost some weight, and my normal thin figure was even more pronounced. I’d been blessed with nice sized breasts, and an ass that always received compliments. My hand ran over one of my nipples as I felt the silkiness of my own skin.

After stepping in the shower hoping to cool myself down, I ran the soap over my * and about screamed. I was soaked with my own desire, hot for attention, and since there wasn’t anyone else to do it I dropped that bar and began massaging it myself. My back hit the shower wall as I looked down and watched the way my two fingers coursed over my clit. It was so swollen that the more I touched it, the more it pulsated. I wanted to make myself cum, and I was determined to watch myself doing it.

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