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My ass cheek pops. My flesh tingles. The room goes blurry around me as my orgasm builds and builds, spreading like a burning fire. Unpredictable. Sudden. Wild.
“Oh God, Charles, baby,” I moan uncontrollably. “Fuck me.”
“Yeah, that’s right. Give me that nut, baby.” He pounds harder and faster, grabbing my waist. “Come all over this dick.”
I am being swept up in another climax.
“Ooh, oooh, oooh…yes, yes, yes…like that, like that…mmm, mmm, mmm…ohhh shit…oooh, baby, baby, yessss…I’m com—”
• • •
“I fucking knew it!” I hear the click, then a camera light flashes.
My head snaps in the direction of the door. Heart pounding, face drenched in sweat, my eyes practically pop out of their sockets. I blink. No, no, no! My husband is standing in the middle of the doorway with his cell up at us.
I scream. “Aaah! Ohmygod! Craig!”
Blood drains from my face as he snaps another picture of me with my ass out for all to see. Sneering, he looks over at Charles as he quickly pulls himself out of me and yanks his pants up, stuffing his dick inside, condom and all.
Charles raises his hands. “Man, look—”
“Nigga, shut the fuck up! Look my ass! I’ve seen all I need to see. And now I got the proof I need. You can keep her! I’m through!”
My knees buckle. I’ve never known Craig to call anyone the N-word. Not even in jest.
Craig spins on his heel and is quickly out the door as I scramble to grab my skirt bunched up over in the corner. With my pussy dripping and my panties still wrapped around my ankles, I run out of my office, tripping and stumbling. But that doesn’t slow me down. I yank my panties from around my feet, and sprint down the hall after him, breaking the heels on both of my stilettos in the process. “Baby, wait!”
He keeps walking toward the elevators. Each step angry, hurt.
“Craig, please!” I am trembling so hard I piss on myself. “It’s not what you think. I know what you saw, but it didn’t mean anything. I swear. It just happened. And then I couldn’t stop it.”
He spins around. “You couldn’t stop it?!” His eyes are stretched open, and he’s practically foaming out of both sides of his mouth. “You cheating-ass bitch…!”
Eyes wide in stunned horror, I freeze. No, no, no. He didn’t just call me…bitch. In all the years, we’ve been married he’s never called me out of my name. He’s been pissed before, but never enough to be disrespectful toward me.
Fist balled, nose flaring, expression gone grave, Craig tells me he wants to beat the shit of me. He calls Charles every dirty motherfucker under the sun, then stops and shakes his head. “I knew you two were fucking!” Spit flies out of his mouth. He jabs at the air between us. “You ain’t shit, Markisha! Fuck you! And fuck him!”
“I should fuck his bitch-ass up.” He starts back toward my office. “Motherfucker, you like fucking other men’s wives…?”
I run behind him, grabbing him by the arm. “Craig, no!”
He yanks his arm. “Get the fuck off me.” He raises his hand to strike me, and I jump, fear covering my face. Craig closes his eyes, shaking his head. When he opens them, I think I see them watering. “Shit. What the fuck am I doing?” He takes a deep breath. “I should be shaking that motherfucker’s hand, and thanking him. What the fuck am I pissed at him for? He didn’t disregard our wedding vows. You did. You offered him up a piece of horny ass and he took it. You did this. Not him. So I have no beef with that man. My beef is with you, Markisha. YOU! Not him!”
I stalk back toward the bank of elevators.
I feel myself starting to suffocate. I gasp for air. “Craig, I didn’t want to hurt you.” Everything in me trembles as I gulp in air, taking a step back. “I swear to you. I didn’t set out to cheat on you.”
He swings around. His jaws tighten, then he snaps, “Is that before or after I walked in and caught you bent over your goddamn desk with your ass spread open, huh?”
I lower my eyes.
“Exactly what the fuck I thought. Answer me this, Markisha: was there ever a moment where you thought—in between all your muffled groans while spreading your legs and taking back shots—that you might lose your family? Or did you not give a fuck?”
I’ve never seen him so livid. So profoundly hurt.
And rightfully so.
