Mark and Cheryl enjoyed their dinner. Cheryl complimented Mark the entire hour that they spent.She devoured every morsel. Reaching over her plate she picked up the box of chocolate." Oh baby, you even got me my favorite chocolate", she cooed. She noticed the note on the table and picked it up. She read it silently with a smile on her face. Unwrapping the chocolate, she placed it between her lips. Cheryl got up off her chair and sat on her husband's lap. She leaned forward placing her chocolate lips on his.Mark was exhausted from his earlier intimate session but he forced himself to indulge in his wife's chocolate. She took it as an invitation. He deserved to be pleased.She slowly swirled her tongue in Mark's mouth, Caressing it with hers. She rubbed her breasts on his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck.Mark took in her scent but he did not want her in that way. He was not in the mood. He probably wouldn't be able to perform in bed after the day he had.He did not return her k
Mark stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him.It closed with a big bang. He hoped that his children did not hear it.Although he was furious, he did not need his children to know about the argument. He did not want them to hate him. He was burning inside, burning with rage. He jumped into the car and clutched the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white,before banging the steering a few times out of anger. He knew he would never lay a finger on his wife. He pictured the steering wheel to be her face and banged it with his fists a few times. He still felt the anger inside him. He loved her, he knew that, but the way she behaved tonight led him to become agitated and arrogant. He just could not understand why she would behave this way. Was it Jealousy? Possessiveness? Foolishness? Desperation? He was confused. Angry but confused. His face stung and he reached up to feel his cheek. There were 3 lines across his cheek. He pulled down the visor to look in the mirror.
Jessica woke up to a call from Mark. She had just fallen into a deep sleep when her phone rang. It was only eight thirty but her neck hurt making her go to bed early. She took a quick shower and dried herself as she sat on the bed. "Mark didn't sound his usual self", she thought.She dressed up in a formal pants and shirt. The night was cold and she put on a long fleece coat to stay warm. Looking at the marks on her neck she grabbed a scarf and wrapped it gently to hide them. She grabbed the house keys and her handbag of the dresser and slowly tiptoed to the lounge. Rudy was awake." I have been called to work", Jessica said softly."Work at this hour?" Rudy questioned.He looked at the scarf on her neck. She definitely wouldn't go screwing around with those marks he had made earlier."Yes",she did not want to explain further.Rudy looked at her dressing and shrugged.Jessica left and walked out of the apartment building. She took out her phone and called a private taxi.A few minutes
Mark woke up from the couch and walked to the bar fridge. He took out the ice cube tray and popped a few ice cubes in a glass. He looked at Jessica's bruised neck and felt a pain in his heart. He did not quite understand why he was surging with anger for her husband.He walked over to Jessica and took out a single ice cube and rubbed it along the bruises on her neck. Jessica arched her neck and purred. She was now seething with desire. Her lustrous thoughts engulfing her completely.Mark looked at Jessica's slim face. Her eyes were closed and her lips slightly parted as she moaned lightly. Her breathing was now frantic as her heart pounded in her chest. She wanted to feel him on her. As the ice dissolved, dribbling water droplets ran down her chest between her cleavage.Mark took another ice cube between his lips and kissed his way around her neck. He could feel her body tremble in his hands. He finally rested his lips on hers and their tongues intertwined with each other's.They broke
As Jessica reached her climax, exploding onto Mark's face, her chest heaved and her body shook with the intense motion. They both lay in a heap. Jessica crawled her way up to his chest and lay on him. He held her tightly in his arms while her played with her hair.Mark felt something inside. It was not just list it was emotions. It was a liking towards her. More than just a meaningless booty call.Jessica layed her head on his muscled chest and felt his heart beat. His heart was slowing down from the pounding in his chest she heard a few minutes ago. His chest slowly stopped heaving rapidly. She now heard the slow rhythms of his heart and as her head lay on him, she felt the love as his fingers tickled her scalp.He leaned his head and kissed her forehead. He did not know why he had done so. He felt comforted by her presence."Jessica, with you I feel I am home. I have never felt like this with another woman before. Not even my wife",Mark finally spoke.Jessica could not believe her
Jessica and Mark collapsed in a heap on the couch. Soon they drifted off into a deep sleep, cuddling in each other's arms. Jessica layed her head on his chest while their bodies intertwined with each other. The night was warm and the smell of a desirable night filled the air in the room.The morning sun came through the huge glass windows waking them up. Their heads throbbed from the wine. Jessica looked up at the handsome face that looked down at her. They both felt a bit of awkwardness not knowing what to say or do.Jessica lifted her body and wriggled her way free from his embrace. She looked at the clock on the wall. It was already seven o clock in the morning and employees would be coming into work. She grabbed her clothes from all over the office to put them on.Picking up her lace panties she realized they were torn and cannot be used again, ever again. She pulled on her pants without them. Pulling on her bra and blouse. She felt an unpleasant twist in her stomach.She put on he
Jessica sat at her desk. She could smell the putred smell of a night of wild s**, alcohol and unbrushed teeth. She felt like that she smelled like a homeless person. She had rinsed her mouth and brushed out her hair, neatening herself up but personally, she felt she needed a proper freshening up.She decided to give Mark a peice of her mind since Charlie has left. She rose from her seat and stormed into his office like a tornado, slamming the door behind her."Mark Molt, how dare you imply that I am a hooker!!!", Jessica said almost in a scream. She tried to control herself but the words just flew out of her lips.Mark knew this was coming, when she stood at the door when Charlie was with him. It was onlyal a matter of time." Sit down", Mark roared. He had no time to be whimpering below her. She must keep in mind that she is still his employee.Jessica looked at him, her eyes wide. She slowly sunk into the chair." Please do explain yourself", Mark said calmly as he leaned forward be
Jessica sank deeper in the seat. At this point she wished she could just melt into the seat and be invisible. She could hear Rudy cursing as he stomped towards the car. Her heart pounded in her chest. She knew people were watching, who wouldn't like a good show. Her life was a show."Jessica, are you alright?", Mark looked at her trembling in her seat. He could hear a man causing a ruckus as he walked but he did not know that it was Jessica's husband."My husband", Jessica pointed at the man coming towards them. Her voice was almost inaudible.Mark looked at him uninterested. He was a Ceo, no low down gutter worm is going to intimadate him. He looked at Jessica and gave her a reassuring smile.Jessica could barely bring herself to smile. She looked at Mark, while she tried to stop her hands from shaking.Rudy looked in at them now. He was at her door. He grabbed the handle and yanked the door open."Well, well, well. What do we have here? Jessica, who is this?", Rudy shouted loudly.J
Mark grabbed his towel once his crazy neighbor untied him.Never in his life had he been so used.His a*** hurt so much he grabbed a back of peas from the freezer as soon as he reached home.He drew his curtains and sat on the bed.The ticking of the wooden clock on the wall had caught is attention.It was already five thirty, he had spent more than two hours being tortured.He picked up his phone and saw two missed calls.It was Jessica."It is a sign.", he thought.He called her."Hi", her cheery voice came through the receiver.For a woman who had been ignored for a few months, she sounded quite happy."Can we meet?", Mark asked. Jessica agreed. "Six thirty?", Mark suggested. "Perfect." Mark went back into the bath. This time he filled the tub with boiling hot water and some rough sea salt. Pulling on a pair of dark blue skinny leg jeans and a black polo neck shirt, Mark left his apartment in a hurry. He missed Jessica but he knew he wanted his old life back. He wanted Jessic
It was a late Sunday afternoon and Mark decided that he would prolong his fate any longer.He knew that the choices he made would affect all of their lives,but he knew that he needed to do what was best for everyone.He got his lazy behind of his red, soft and squishy, wooly couch and entered the shower.He had spent half the day just sitting and mopping around."Prove it", those words rung in his head over and over from yesterday's conversation with his wife.He laughed when he thought about her still being his wife. No matter what he did, he will still have her as a wife. She will still give in to him. She was flawed in that way.He exited the shower, his hair dripping into the carpet. He wiped it with the edge of the towel while he stood naked in his room. The curtains were open, giving Mrs Sugarplum a good view of his plums.He did not bother himself to cover up as he rakes his fingers through his hair.He wanted to give her a good view since it would probably be the last time she
The hustle and bustle of getting things ready for the party tomorrow, was overwhelming for Charlie. He sat on the couch sipping a beer after a long day of hard work, preparing. Mark had come to help. He sat across Charlie sipping an ice cold beer."Do you think she will come tomorrow?", Mark asked hopeful."I don't know, she seemed like she was eager to come,", Charlie shrugged.He didn't know what was going on in Cheryl's mind. She spent her time with Jasmine when she did come over.Jasmine rarely spoke about Cheryl and her problems. It was something that she just didn't want to get involved in. Although she listened, she would never give an input or talk about it to others.Jasmine kept herself busy in the kitchen. She baked mini cupcakes and pies for tomorrow's party.Her phone beeped and she looked at the message, Cheryl was popping in."Charlie", she called from the kitchen.Charlie the obedient husband excused himself and went into the kitchen.He understood when she showed him
"I wish she could just drop dead!", the words just popped out from Jessica's mouth.Mark and Jessica were on their way to court for the fourth time in three months.Jessica being the supportive fiancé, accompanied him on his visits to court, as he challenged the wicked witch of a wife.As Mark sat with Jessica, he looked at his wife from across the room. She looked like the most stunning goddess he had ever come across.Although he had left her to be with Jessica, his feelings for her was still embedded deep in his heart or so one would think.He sat and heard the allegations made against him, the claims that Cheryl made, the compensation she wanted to receive and the maintenance for the children, which he had not paid since the time he left.He felt guilty listening to all of what was said. The magistrate painted a picture of him in such a bad light that he started to hate himself.He couldn't believe that this was who he had become.He looked at the woman next to him. She was also a
Mark Molt had the cheek of walking out on his family after spending weeks on end in between Jessica and strip clubs. There was never a time that he was home. He was always on the go, looking for fresh meat. He felt nothing of the past now. All he felt was the wind in his sails, the freedom of not being tied down. It was as if a new man was born. He drove in an almost jolly mood to his mother's house.Stepping on her doorstep, he knocked lightly.Greeted by his elderly mom, he told her about the divorce.He told her about his affair with Jessica and the child that they had together.His mother stared at him horrified.She couldn't understand why a smart man like himself would throw away his meal ticket.Although she did not like what he had just told her, she was still his mother and would support his stupid decision.Mark continued going to the firm as usual. He took Jessica home to meet his mother.He loved that they both got along so easily unlike Cheryl and his mother.Jessica ha
Jessica reached home in a huff. Rudy had taken all the belongings that he assumed was his. Even though she has paid for most of the items,she knew it wasn't worth fighting for since he had given her his word of not letting her bad behavior get out.After a few days Jessica realized this was her life now and she was incapable of managing on her own with the kids. She contacted the landlady to make arrangements to move out.Her mother had taken her in now.She decided to divulge everything to her mother who sat and comforted her.Jessica felt better. Her mother coaxed her to go after Mark. He needed to keep to his word and marry her.Jessica decided it was time to be Mrs Molt.As the days went by she frequented Mark's office,making him feel her presence.Mark began to feel suffocated by Cheryl and Jessica.He started to leave home on the weekend and return on Monday morning.His nights out was wild ones. He had surrounded himself with friends that were equally as unfaithful as he was.C
Rudy stood up, waiting for Jessica ro sign the papers."Please don't leave me. I am sorry.", Jessica wailed.The tears rolled down her cheeks, her eyes were now red and puffy.Rudy thought she was an ugly sight. Her lips hung and she rubbed her eyes continously trying to dry her tears.It was as if a dam had been broken.Rudy tapped his fingers in the table. "I am leaving Jessica. Just sign the papers and all this will never get out to anyone."Jessica stared at him. She never thought this day would come so soon. She always pictured leaving him for Mark. But in the last two years she had fallen in love again with him and forgotten her plans. She felt as if her heart was being ripped apart into tiny shreds. This was not what she wanted. She wanted to live happily ever after with her husband. "I want to be with you. I love you. ", Jessica cried loudly. She needed him to digest her feelings. "Cut the crap. I know you have been seeing Mark on a Tuesday and Friday. That is why you work
Rudy prepared dinner for the two of them. He made an effort to go out to the supermarket and pick up some fresh lobster and salad items.He wanted to make this day rememberable for her.He had dropped off the girls at her mom's place, telling them how he wanted to spoil Jessica that evening. Her mother was delighted.He sautéed the lobster in garlic butter, placing them over a green salad. He added a mushroom sauce on the side and layed both plates on the table.Taking two glasses from the top cupboard he placed them on the table with a bottle of non alcoholic champagne in a bucket of ice.He wanted Jessica to be in her right senses.He gently placed the forks and knives next to each plate.On the centre of the table was a bunch of blood red roses.He lit scented candles on the table and dimmed the lights.He smiled at how romantic the room looked.Taking a single red rose, he broke the petals of them and made a trail from the front door to the place she will be seated.He took a few
As Mrs Brown held him close to her chest, she patted his back."All I ever wanted was a perfect marriage, like you and dad.", Rudy cried.His hot tears wet her blouse."Now which girl is crying? ", the gruff voice of his father echoed in the kitchen. A laugh could be heard. He knew it was his brother.He wiped his face and looked at the two men.He respected his father and greeted him."Oh Roger, don't torture the boy. There is something that is not right here. Our boy came to us for help",Mrs brown scolded.His father took a seat at the table, followed by his brother. Mrs Brown fixed both the men sandwiches and two glasses of juice before taking a seat at the table,"take your time son."Rudy dug into his sandwich. He chewed it slowly, savoring every bite. It had been years since he ate his mother's food."Jessica is cheating", he finally said after completing his sandwiches.Both men put down their sandwiches and looked at him in shock.His brother held a guilty expression."What do