"Never Want to Say Goodbye, but Boy You Make it Hard to be Faithful."
Mark, my husband of twelve years was making love to me and screaming, "Yeah, you take that, bitch!" It didn't feel like we were making love; there was no love in this process, only back and forth thrusting for him and lying silent for me. He didn't care that I never reached an orgasm, I didn't even bother to fake it any more because as soon as he had his pleasure he fell back on the pillow and began softly snoring. I looked at his sleeping face and wondered why I had even married him. I guess it started back when I was shallow and only wanted an older man with money, or as Lee liked to joke, a sugar daddy. He was actually a sweet man before marriage, he brought me roses everyday and convinced me that he was my soul mate. Later, after the honeymoon he gave up wanting me as soon as I had given him my virginity; he was only in for the fun of the chase of my chaste.
The minute I woke up to the usual empty bed, I grabbed the phone off my night stand. I dialed half of Lee's number, put the phone back down, then half redialed again until I gathered the guts to press the talk button. He picked up on the second ring and groggily said, "Hello?".
"Did you just wake up, sleepy head?" I tease, not letting him know I just got out of bed as well.
"It's you! I love hearing your voice...it sounds so sweet." Lee's voice instantly grew awake and excited as he recognized me on the other end. We had the usual small talk asking about each other's kids, but he finally proposed the question I had been hoping for, "Can I come over?...Or is your husband home?" As soon as he asked about Mark, I knew exactly what would happen once he came over; and I wanted it so bad. I could hear him lick his lips through the receiver and I became so hot and flustered that I answered in a low, sexy growl, "Of course you can Lee, and no he's not here, thank god!"
I was just about to hang up when I heard Lee whisper quickly, "I love you." I almost put the phone down but decided that if I could say it last time, why the hell couldn't I now? "I love you too, always have, always will."
I began to get ready but switched from my usual underwear to a matching bra and lacy thong I hadn't worn for many years. I pulled a pair of jeans over them, and a nice blouse and quickly straightened up the bedroom, lighting candles I had received as presents but had never used. The doorbell rang and I sprinted downstairs, years of pent up energy urging me to move faster, and pounced at the door to let Lee in. He embraced me in a way that knocked the breath out of me, made my heart race and had me at a loss of words all at the same time.
"I missed you so much, Lee!" I said, overjoyed with happiness after a moment of tightly hugging.
He laughed and exclaimed, "But it's only been three days with many phone calls in between!" before continuing, he stared straight into your eyes in a way that made my heart thump against my rib cage, "To tell you the truth, I missed you too, baby."
We hugged again, which sent jolts through me, and we began rubbing against each other and I could feel his length through his jeans.
I grabbed his hands and pulled him up the stairs, but I needn't lead him since he was practically running jubilantly beside me. We pranced through the doorway and into the candlelit room, but not before he sadly looked down at the hand that was holding his.
"You're not wearing your ring." He stated, the light in his eyes faded and made him look much older than how he usually looked with the essence of a boyish grin on his face.
"It's-it's Mark...He would ask so many questions - it'll start a fight like always. But I- I really love you." I choked out, and slid the elegant turquoise ring onto my finger. "So I'll wear it."
The joy from his face lit up the whole dark, glowing room, and the tiny wrinkles under his eyes highlighted the cute dimples I was so fond of.
"Hearing those words, I love you, makes me feel so weak and dizzy yet so warm at the same time." Lee murmured, watching me stare at his angelic lips.
I switched on the radio and the DJ announced some song by Hinder, but I didn't catch which one since Lee pulled me onto the bed and began kissing me so lightly, the fluttering of butterfly wings couldn't even compare. His lips soon grew to move slower, harder and more needy, but more passionately as well. I kissed him back just as deeply and he looked the happiest I had ever seen him.
I wrecked the mood by pulling out of our kiss and saying, "I was imagining you last night while I was having sex with Mark. Why did I marry marry him? Sometimes I wish he was you."
"We all make mistakes sometimes." Lee paused and breathed, "I don't think this is a mistake though." He gazed at me lovingly; cradling my face in his hands and bringing my lips up to his. The answer he gave me, propelled me to take his tight T-shirt off, along with his shorts and boxers. I began to give him the usual blow job that I knew Mark loved, never returning the gesture to me, but he pulled me off of him and told me, "This is your night, er - well day. I want to pleasure you, babe." He began stripping each piece of my clothing off, slowly and sensually, kissing me all over in spots I'd never been kissed. Lee grazed between my thighs tickling them ever so lightly with his pink, succulent lips. Soon we were both completely naked and I was completely showered with kisses from head to toe. We cuddled, laughing in the candlelight just enjoying each other's presence long before he entered me.
It was ecstasy, and it wasn't "screwing" or "fucking" as Mark liked to call it; this was real love making. With each thrust Lee whispered softly in my ear, "Does that feel good?" and he held me gently, licking my earlobes, kissing my neck and biting my toes with each new position we tried. He flicked his tongue in all the places I begged him to fondle, with such expertise, skimming his hands down my hips and pressing his gentle fingertips on them as he put my body underneath his and we began to find our rhythm. I didn't even realize that I was screaming since I never had even mumbled a word before in bed. Lee was moaning my name with such need, I felt like we were joined as one, like this deed was the closest our souls could ever dance together. Lee groaned, "Are you ready?". The minute I nodded he began pounding me so fast, and I urged him on yelling, "Harder-oh yeah that's it! Faster! Oh, Lee I'm cumming, baby!" We were both shaking so hard when I orgasmed and we had such perfect chemistry or perhaps timing that I felt his release at the same time. My breathing was shaky and I could hear Lee panting beside me. I became so content when he pulled me close to him, his arms wrapped around me and he began caressing me everywhere- I never wanted to lose that feeling. He was rubbing and squeezing my breasts and I couldn't help but make little yelps of satisfaction but just then I heard a loud pounding at the door.
"Oh shit." I said looking at Lee in horror. He returned my gaze with a hopeless look. Tears began flowing freely down my face and Lee said, "It's okay, honey. I love you, that's all that matters. You're the only thing I have left and there's nothing he can do to stop my love for you." He was stroking my hair and kissing the tears off my face when I quietly muttered, "We've got to whisper, we can't be too loud. He's probably heard us already." Saying this hopeless statement made a fresh batch of tears roll down from under my eyelashes. Lee kissing me, making my grimace of fear melt away, and holding my nude body is what Mark saw when he busted the door down.
I could see the shock turning to anger on Mark's easy to read face as he raced across the room and grabbed my hair yanking it with so much force that he made me stand up beside him. "You filthy, little whore!" He roared, making the whole room become cold with his rage. I clutched the sheets to my bare body and I could feel the blood begin to gather in the patch where he ripped my hair out. Mark slapped me across my face and I could smell the booze that seemed to be seeping out of his pores. He shoved me into the wall with such brutality that I heard my head crack open and I could feel the blood dripping onto my face. Lee already had his boxers on and was beating the shit out of Mark; he was so angry I could hardly find the old Lee in his outraged face. With each punch, Mark's face became even more unrecognizable and Lee's fury began to die down once Mark sank down into the corner of the room, his head between his hands. Lee began sobbing when he saw the blood gushing from me and he ran over and swept me up in his strong arms. We cried together forgetting everything, just savoring the moment. I grew rapidly dizzier and he kissed me once more before I looked up through my tears to see Mark shaking and holding a gun pointed straight at me.
"You stupid, slutty bitch! You'll pay..." He stuttered with a maniacal smile forming on his tight lips. His fingers twitched on the trigger as Lee threw me away from him, out of harm's reach. I watched the scene, so close to unconsciousness, but I could never forget the moment when I saw the bullet streak across the room and shoot straight through Lee's strong chest. Blood covered the wall behind him and I tried shaking him as soon as I crouched down beside him. I knew there was no hope screaming his name, even though my shouts of "LEE!" continued to ring through the quiet house. I kept kissing him and begging him to wake up but there was no answer. My tears began to run down my face making a salty river down his bare chest, pooling with his blood into the crevice of his belly button. I gave him one last kiss before the warmth of his body left and all that was left was his clammy and stiff remains. I looked across the room to hear Mark take one last shuddering breath until he departed along with Lee. I sobbed and heaved all the way across the room to where Mark's body was laying. I took the gun out of his cold hands before giving him one last hard kick to his face. I pulled my Tiffany's diamond wedding band off my finger with a small struggle and threw it down to where Mark's remains were, it didn't mean any thing to me now. I put Lee's turquoise ring onto my finger in its place and remembered the time very recently he gave it to me and told me he loved me.
I dragged myself back to Lee and I placed his arms around me, so we were forever embraced. I told his empty body, "I love you." and realized it didn't hurt to say the three words any more. I closed my eyes, nestling my head into Lee's neck and chest and put the gun to my head, using the rest of my strength to shoot. I sank down into Lee as the darkness crept up and took me with it.
The minute I woke up to the usual empty bed, I grabbed the phone off my night stand. I dialed half of Lee's number, put the phone back down, then half redialed again until I gathered the guts to press the talk button. He picked up on the second ring and groggily said, "Hello?".
"Did you just wake up, sleepy head?" I tease, not letting him know I just got out of bed as well.
"It's you! I love hearing your voice...it sounds so sweet." Lee's voice instantly grew awake and excited as he recognized me on the other end. We had the usual small talk asking about each other's kids, but he finally proposed the question I had been hoping for, "Can I come over?...Or is your husband home?" As soon as he asked about Mark, I knew exactly what would happen once he came over; and I wanted it so bad. I could hear him lick his lips through the receiver and I became so hot and flustered that I answered in a low, sexy growl, "Of course you can Lee, and no he's not here, thank god!"
I was just about to hang up when I heard Lee whisper quickly, "I love you." I almost put the phone down but decided that if I could say it last time, why the hell couldn't I now? "I love you too, always have, always will."
I began to get ready but switched from my usual underwear to a matching bra and lacy thong I hadn't worn for many years. I pulled a pair of jeans over them, and a nice blouse and quickly straightened up the bedroom, lighting candles I had received as presents but had never used. The doorbell rang and I sprinted downstairs, years of pent up energy urging me to move faster, and pounced at the door to let Lee in. He embraced me in a way that knocked the breath out of me, made my heart race and had me at a loss of words all at the same time.
"I missed you so much, Lee!" I said, overjoyed with happiness after a moment of tightly hugging.
He laughed and exclaimed, "But it's only been three days with many phone calls in between!" before continuing, he stared straight into your eyes in a way that made my heart thump against my rib cage, "To tell you the truth, I missed you too, baby."
We hugged again, which sent jolts through me, and we began rubbing against each other and I could feel his length through his jeans.
I grabbed his hands and pulled him up the stairs, but I needn't lead him since he was practically running jubilantly beside me. We pranced through the doorway and into the candlelit room, but not before he sadly looked down at the hand that was holding his.
"You're not wearing your ring." He stated, the light in his eyes faded and made him look much older than how he usually looked with the essence of a boyish grin on his face.
"It's-it's Mark...He would ask so many questions - it'll start a fight like always. But I- I really love you." I choked out, and slid the elegant turquoise ring onto my finger. "So I'll wear it."
The joy from his face lit up the whole dark, glowing room, and the tiny wrinkles under his eyes highlighted the cute dimples I was so fond of.
"Hearing those words, I love you, makes me feel so weak and dizzy yet so warm at the same time." Lee murmured, watching me stare at his angelic lips.
I switched on the radio and the DJ announced some song by Hinder, but I didn't catch which one since Lee pulled me onto the bed and began kissing me so lightly, the fluttering of butterfly wings couldn't even compare. His lips soon grew to move slower, harder and more needy, but more passionately as well. I kissed him back just as deeply and he looked the happiest I had ever seen him.
I wrecked the mood by pulling out of our kiss and saying, "I was imagining you last night while I was having sex with Mark. Why did I marry marry him? Sometimes I wish he was you."
"We all make mistakes sometimes." Lee paused and breathed, "I don't think this is a mistake though." He gazed at me lovingly; cradling my face in his hands and bringing my lips up to his. The answer he gave me, propelled me to take his tight T-shirt off, along with his shorts and boxers. I began to give him the usual blow job that I knew Mark loved, never returning the gesture to me, but he pulled me off of him and told me, "This is your night, er - well day. I want to pleasure you, babe." He began stripping each piece of my clothing off, slowly and sensually, kissing me all over in spots I'd never been kissed. Lee grazed between my thighs tickling them ever so lightly with his pink, succulent lips. Soon we were both completely naked and I was completely showered with kisses from head to toe. We cuddled, laughing in the candlelight just enjoying each other's presence long before he entered me.
It was ecstasy, and it wasn't "screwing" or "fucking" as Mark liked to call it; this was real love making. With each thrust Lee whispered softly in my ear, "Does that feel good?" and he held me gently, licking my earlobes, kissing my neck and biting my toes with each new position we tried. He flicked his tongue in all the places I begged him to fondle, with such expertise, skimming his hands down my hips and pressing his gentle fingertips on them as he put my body underneath his and we began to find our rhythm. I didn't even realize that I was screaming since I never had even mumbled a word before in bed. Lee was moaning my name with such need, I felt like we were joined as one, like this deed was the closest our souls could ever dance together. Lee groaned, "Are you ready?". The minute I nodded he began pounding me so fast, and I urged him on yelling, "Harder-oh yeah that's it! Faster! Oh, Lee I'm cumming, baby!" We were both shaking so hard when I orgasmed and we had such perfect chemistry or perhaps timing that I felt his release at the same time. My breathing was shaky and I could hear Lee panting beside me. I became so content when he pulled me close to him, his arms wrapped around me and he began caressing me everywhere- I never wanted to lose that feeling. He was rubbing and squeezing my breasts and I couldn't help but make little yelps of satisfaction but just then I heard a loud pounding at the door.
"Oh shit." I said looking at Lee in horror. He returned my gaze with a hopeless look. Tears began flowing freely down my face and Lee said, "It's okay, honey. I love you, that's all that matters. You're the only thing I have left and there's nothing he can do to stop my love for you." He was stroking my hair and kissing the tears off my face when I quietly muttered, "We've got to whisper, we can't be too loud. He's probably heard us already." Saying this hopeless statement made a fresh batch of tears roll down from under my eyelashes. Lee kissing me, making my grimace of fear melt away, and holding my nude body is what Mark saw when he busted the door down.
I could see the shock turning to anger on Mark's easy to read face as he raced across the room and grabbed my hair yanking it with so much force that he made me stand up beside him. "You filthy, little whore!" He roared, making the whole room become cold with his rage. I clutched the sheets to my bare body and I could feel the blood begin to gather in the patch where he ripped my hair out. Mark slapped me across my face and I could smell the booze that seemed to be seeping out of his pores. He shoved me into the wall with such brutality that I heard my head crack open and I could feel the blood dripping onto my face. Lee already had his boxers on and was beating the shit out of Mark; he was so angry I could hardly find the old Lee in his outraged face. With each punch, Mark's face became even more unrecognizable and Lee's fury began to die down once Mark sank down into the corner of the room, his head between his hands. Lee began sobbing when he saw the blood gushing from me and he ran over and swept me up in his strong arms. We cried together forgetting everything, just savoring the moment. I grew rapidly dizzier and he kissed me once more before I looked up through my tears to see Mark shaking and holding a gun pointed straight at me.
"You stupid, slutty bitch! You'll pay..." He stuttered with a maniacal smile forming on his tight lips. His fingers twitched on the trigger as Lee threw me away from him, out of harm's reach. I watched the scene, so close to unconsciousness, but I could never forget the moment when I saw the bullet streak across the room and shoot straight through Lee's strong chest. Blood covered the wall behind him and I tried shaking him as soon as I crouched down beside him. I knew there was no hope screaming his name, even though my shouts of "LEE!" continued to ring through the quiet house. I kept kissing him and begging him to wake up but there was no answer. My tears began to run down my face making a salty river down his bare chest, pooling with his blood into the crevice of his belly button. I gave him one last kiss before the warmth of his body left and all that was left was his clammy and stiff remains. I looked across the room to hear Mark take one last shuddering breath until he departed along with Lee. I sobbed and heaved all the way across the room to where Mark's body was laying. I took the gun out of his cold hands before giving him one last hard kick to his face. I pulled my Tiffany's diamond wedding band off my finger with a small struggle and threw it down to where Mark's remains were, it didn't mean any thing to me now. I put Lee's turquoise ring onto my finger in its place and remembered the time very recently he gave it to me and told me he loved me.
I dragged myself back to Lee and I placed his arms around me, so we were forever embraced. I told his empty body, "I love you." and realized it didn't hurt to say the three words any more. I closed my eyes, nestling my head into Lee's neck and chest and put the gun to my head, using the rest of my strength to shoot. I sank down into Lee as the darkness crept up and took me with it.