Rudy picked up a naughty Jessica in his arm and carried her to their bedroom. She squeeled in excitement. He layed her on the rose petaled bed.Jessica undressed herself and sat up on all fours giving Rudy a view of her snow white buttox."How do you want it?", Jessica purred as she slapped her round buttox. Rudy looked at the red blotch on her right cheek. It turned him on just watching her spank herself. It took him back to when they were teenagers. Young, wild and free. Jessica was a fiery fox. The opium her gave her really brought out the minx in her.He had almost forgotten what a hot devil she was.Jessica looked at him, she was burning with desire. She crawled to the edge of the bed where he stood and arched herself into him. He hardened nipples now grazed against his chest. Straining her necks she indulged herself in a passionate kiss, sending electric waves through her body. The tingly sensation made her wet. Rudy wrapped his arms around her as his tongue glided in and out
The sun rolled in and Jessica opened her eyes, blinded by the bright morning sun. She looked at her naked body laying between the sheets. Next to her Rudy snores loudly.Grabbing her phone from the pedestal she looked at the time. It was already seven am. She ran into the bathroom and took a quick shower, getting dressed. She had half an hour to leave for work and time was going by quickly.She woke up Alison and got her ready got school, haphazardly packing their lunches. They both rushed out the door as the school bus was getting ready to leave. Alison ran as quickly as she could and caught the school bus.Jessica sighed in relief. She could not risk taking Alison to work again and she couldn't have Alison missing another day of school. She didn't want to feel selfish but she did. She wanted to spend time with her boss. Another day of Alison at work and she would miss the opportunity of building her bonds with him. Although she liked watching them together, she needed to be Mrs Molt
Her hands shook and she trembled with every Fibre of her being. Jessica was in a state of panic and distress. Mark gently picked her up and led her to his office. He took out the first aid kit and rummaged through it, finally finding gauze, antiseptic liquid and a plaster.He dressed her wound.Her face was expressionless. She did not know what to feel. What to say or what to do. She felt as if she was all cried out. As if there were no more tears left. Her head throbbed but she did not acknowledge the pain.The pain she felt emotionally was more aching than the graze to her flesh.Finally she spoke, " I don't remember"Mark looked at her. He was confused. What does this woman not remember? Is she loosing her mind? Does she not remember how she hurt her head? She must be a borderline psychopath. She should see a doctor.The thoughts kept on flooding his head. He could not understand how she could inflict pain upon herself."We should get you to a doctor. Jessica. This is unhealthy beh
Jessica buttoned her blouse up covering the lovebites that adorned her neck. She walked next to Mark with her head bowed down. She did not want to endure the shame of earlier this morning.This time it would be worse since she now had a plaster attached to her forehead. She looked like a victim of physical abuse.They walked silently to the car park where Mark's mustang was parked. He opened the door for her and she quickly jumped in.They drove a few blocks down to his doctors practice. Jessica looked at the name on the glass. It was the same General practitioner that she used.She wished she could just be invisible. She hesitated to jump of the car.Mark sensed her unease and placed his hand on hers.The warmth penetrated through her skin and she felt warm and fuzzy inside. Her heart raced and her mouth went dry. The feeling he always incited in her.They both walked into the reception area and Mark booked her name in. She was the fourth patient in line. Jessica sat and fiddled with
Jessica stared into space. She heard the door click shut. "Pregnant", the words echoed in her head."How can I be pregnant? I haven't been intimate with Rudy until last night. Which wasn't even consented", Jessica thought.Jessica was clearly having a blonde moment. It was six weeks ago that she had started her relationship with Mark."Mark Molt is the father", Jessica rummaged through her thoughts. It had to be him. They have been intimate with each other since six weeks ago.Jessica smiled. She didn't think she would be able to trap the man with a baby. This was never her intention.She knew she could not tell him about the pregnancy until three months is up. "What if he asks me to abort it?", Jessica knew she would hide this secret for the next two months. She also had Rudy to worry about.He would also need to know a months from now. She did not need him to be suspicious.In the mean time she needed to be careful. She needed to cut down on rough s**. This is a million dollar baby.
The jealousy simmered underneath the surface. Mark wanted to treat his woman good." It's a surprise", Mark said tenderly.Jessica's eyes widened. Mark Molt was going to surprise her."Don't look so surprised Jessica. I want to pamper you. I want to shower you with my love", Mark smiled. His charm took her breath away.As the words love echoed in her ears she blushed. Her cheeks turned rosy red.She could not help the tremble in her lip as she absorbed all that he had said.Her hand unintentionally held her belly. The butterflies she felt was intense as if they wanted to flutter through her belly button.Mark felt the need to make her want only him. He wanted to show her what a real man would make her feel like. Not drug her and have his way. He knew his plan of persuasion would work. He was attracted to Jessica. Sometimes he could actually call it love, sometimes a strong attraction. Something he never felt with his wife. Cheryl was attractive but she was also bossy. She made him fee
"Wait", the waitress almost shouted, " one last thing and we are all set"Jessica looked at her as she brought a jewelry box.The box was black velvet and looked expensive. The waitress opened it revealing a diamond necklace. Jessica looked at it, " how much does it cost. It looks really expensive""R50 000",the waitress smiled." Is it on loan", Jessica asked curiously."No. All the items that you wear are purchased by Mr Molt", the waitress replied." I can't wear this. It is too expensive", Jessica exclaimed." Mr Molt is very generous", the waitress said as she took out the necklace and placed it around Jessica's neck.Jessica calculated the items she had on."R120 000",she thought.She doubted herself. Was she even worth that much.The waitress looked at the grim expression on Jessica's face, " believe me honey, you are worth it"Jessica smiled and left with the waitress.The clinking of forks and knives that could be heard was now replaced with silence. Every man and woman had t
The next morning, Mark walked into his office casually late as usual with Jessica in tow. They almost jumped out of their skin, as they looked at Charlie sitting in Mark's chair with his legs crossed on the desk. Uninterested in the documents his shoes imprinted, he sat with his arms folded as if he was a boss."Ah, Mark. Finally the king has arrived"Mark stared at him baffled. "What sort of joke is this now?"Mark was annoyed but kept a calm expression.Jessica stood silently, she did not know if she should stay or leave. Eventually she started to sneaked out of the room as both men stared at each other. Their emotions could not be read." Where do you think you are going?", Charlie snapped. Jessica stopped dead in her tracks. She turned around slowly feeling as if she was back in sixth grade in the principals office. "What is all this about Charlie?", Mark asked sternly, "Have you lost your mind this morning?" "Lost my mind? More like you keep losing the company money", Charlie
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