Whatever smart response gets cut off when I pull almost all the way out and slam into her again. I fuck her into oblivion. I fuck her so hard she puts a pillow over her face to drown out her screams. I snatch it and throw it on the floor.
Her eyes roll to the back of her head. My wife screams out my name and convulses at the same moment that I come inside of her.
I stay inside until I soften and slide out. She moves to her side of the bed, and I climb in beside her. Like always, she cuddlesup to my side, but I pull her on top of me and silence her with a deep kiss.
She tastes of the champagne we had in the kitchen earlier. She wanted to celebrate her new sketches and the possible shop she wants to rent for her business.
She’ll never rent that place. I’m going to buy it and present the deed to her as a gift.
My hand slides down her sweaty back until I cup her luscious ass. She kisses the side of my neck and runs her tongue along my hot skin until her lips land on mine again.
I relax underneath her. There’s no way she can fake this. She wants me. Not only that, the pull we’ve always had grows stronger every day.
I came upstairs today and found her naked, sitting on the bed with her legs spread wide. I stuck my head between her legs and ate her pussy until she came on my face. After she caught her breath, I fucked her again.
“I need a shower. You want to join me?” Cori flicks my nipple with her tongue, and my dick hardens again, but I know she must be sore.
“You go. I like to sleep with your juices on my dick.” I plant a loud kiss on her neck, and I manage to swat her ass after she gets off the bed. I watch as it jiggles all the way to the bathroom.
I lean back, satisfied that things are progressing as they should. While a man can fuck without an emotional connection, women can’t, at least according to my mother, who has never lied to me a day in her life.
Cori’s phone buzzes on her nightstand and lights up like a Christmas tree. I ignore it, but it keeps buzzing. I take it to mute it, but a text catches my attention.
Selene: Pick me up at 9 tomorrow
Selene: I found the perfect one
Another text comes through. It’s a link. I drop the phone and tiptoe to the bathroom door. The shower comes on, and I wait a few more seconds before opening the door and peeking inside. Once I confirm Cori’s in the shower, I return to the phone and punch in her code. It took me over a week of watching her to find out what it was.
The phone opens, and I click on the link. It takes me to a luxury SUV that costs nearly six figures.
Selene: They have it.
She follows up with a GIF of someone driving like a maniac. Understanding starts to dawn. I guess a fucking house isn’t enough for this opportunist. She needs a car, too.
Selene: Well?
I scroll up, read through their old texts, and find some from several weeks ago.
Me: I have him eating out of the palm of my hand
Selene: Remember the plan. Don’t deviate. Get him to fall in love with you and dump him. It’s simple. And it’s what he deserves.
Eden: It’s a bad idea.
My heart drops, but I still hold on to hope that Cori will refute Selene’s words.
Me: Duh. It’s working. Trust me. He can’t get enough.
Eden: Cori, don’t.
Me: He needs to be punished
Not wanting or needing to read anymore, I toss the phone on the bed and climb in while I think of my next move. It all makes sense now. The text exchange hurts, and I want to confront her, but I won’t. I need to plan it better. I have to show my wife she’ll never get the better of me, and she’s not going anywhere.
She comes out a few minutes later, wrapped in a plush towel. She sits on the bed and hands me a bottle of expensive lotion. Like the devoted husband I am, I kiss her bare shoulder before I moisturize her entire body.
She strolls into the kitchen thirty minutes past eight, dressed in tight black pants that hug her curves perfectly and a top of the same color. The outfit is complete with expensive black stiletto boots. She looks like she just stepped out of a magazine, and like a fucking idiot, my heart flutters at the sight of her. She smiles at me before cupping my cheeks, getting on her toes, and kissing me.
