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
"Negative", Charlie shouted out. He could not believe it. He felt like a fool." There must be something wrong with the test", Charlie said scratching his head." Did you not just tell me a test doesn't lie", Jessica smirked. She was now mocking him. He was a real fool he should have waited a while before throwing an attack on her. Now he not only belittled her, he offended his boss. She knew Mark didn't take it lightly, she could see the expression on his face."There is something wrong. Are you sure you took the test right?", Charlie asked in desperation. How could he be proved wrong. He knew that she was lying but she proved him otherwise. She must be a witch." Charlie. You were there. You watched me pee on it. How much more are you going to humiliate yourself? ", Jessica said calmly. She knew that her tone would make Mark see that she has been wrong. She is a victim of Charlie's absurd theories."Charlie, I think you owe Jessica an apology!!!", Mark said abruptly.Charlie looked
"What happened the other day?", Charlie asked. He was still every bit angry that Mark had dragged him into his mess. He was also every bit angry with himself for giving into temptation and letting himself be influenced by Mark.He knew better than that. Everything with Mark came with a price. This time the price was too big. It was his marriage."Nothing that would concern you", Mark said in a rather dim tone. He was baiting Charlie to ask again. He wanted him to die of curiosity first before he divulged the story. He knew Charlie would either keep it to himself or blurt it out to Jessica. Even if he did, Jessica would never believe such a story about her precious Mark. She was head over heels in love with him and he felt almost the same way. He loved her but not crazily in love.He thought ogmf it as a strong infatuation he had for her. Charlie looked at Mark. He could not understand what was with him. He normally just blurted out his stories, this time he was being difficult. After
" What do I have to offer?",Charlie asked. He was amused by such a question."Yes Charlie. What do you have to offer?", Mark asked looking Charlie dead in the eye." I offer to not get into your business ever again. I offer to keep my big mouth shut. I offer to turn a blind eye on you and your mistresses affair. I offer to look away from your biggest fall", Charlie said with confidence. He had learned his lesson for meddling in Mark's affairs."Well, Charlie my boy, what you have to offer is not good enough", Mark said sarcastically."What do you want then?", Charlie asked. His heart was racing just thinking about what Mark could possibly want. The thought of Mark ruining his marriage was unbearable. He felt as if he was suffocating. He stuck his two fingers below his neck and into his collar lossening it." I want something more exciting. I want something worth my while", Mark said grinning widely." Don't beat around the bush. Just say what you want. Spit it out dammit", Charlie sho
The next two weeks Mark worked his charm on Jasmine. He texted her during the day at work. Reeling her in slowly. By the end of week one he sent her roses. Red roses in a glass vase to her office with a note. The note read:To a magestic woman. Roses are redViolets are blueThere's so much I want to doOnly to youFrom XoxoHe followed up with a text. " Hi beautiful, I hope you got the flowers I sent you".Jasmine: Yes, Mark. They are lovely. Mark:Did you get the note. Jasmine: Yes. What do you want to do.... To me? Mark smiled at the response. She was taking the bait. Jasmine:????? Mark: Why don't I show you? Jasmine : What if Charlie finds out. Mark: It will be our little secret. Mark smiled. He could feel that she wanted him. He wanted her physically. He also wanted to win the challenge. He did not want to lose Jessica. He also did not want to pass this opportunity to add her to the number of woman he bedded. He had never had a goth and adding her would be a bonus. Sh
Jessica sat on Mark's lap. She could feel his hardness against her buttox. It made her want him.She looked at the door unlocked and motioned motioned to Mark.He did not care, " It will be more exciting not knowing who might knock and come in".Jessica somehow did care. She was not going to jerk some guy off now just to silence them. Or even worse, let them impale her with their dirty d***s. She had a baby on there way and she was not taking any chances. She didn't blame Mark, he did not know yet. But she knew once he did, he will protect her like a lion.She decided to give in to the temptation of his tempting body. She pushed the idea of someone walking in on them out of her mind and leaned in for a kiss.Mark kissed her gently, but not how she wanted him to. She could feel that he was unattached from her. She wanted him to entangle is tongue with hers but instead all she got was a peck on her lips. He moisture was now quickly evaporating at the lack of emotion she got from him.Ma
" Will you give me a hand?"Jessica looked at Mark. Her face red as a tomato and her breathing was heavy. She felt she might slap him in his whole face. "What sort of a request is that?", she thought, "Does he think I'm one of his cheap office whores"Jessica stormed out of his office, slamming the door behind her.Mark stared blankly. He could not understand where he went wrong.He looked at his hard member covered with her thick white juices. He was so h***y, he pulled out his phone to scroll some explicit videos when a message popped up. It was Jasmine.It read :" Do what you want with me and make sure it will be memorable"Mark was even more excited than he was before.He dialed her number and waited for her to pick up."Hello Mr Molt", a husky voice came through the receiver.Mark's pulse quickened,"Hello sexy"Jasmin giggled. Her giggles sent waves of excitement through him. His manhood got thicker and harder as he stroked her." I want you!", he croaked." How do you want me?"
The screen lit up and a last dialed number was still on the home page.Grabbing a pen and page from his desk, she wrote it down and squashed the paper in her pocket to investigate it later.Grabbing the tie she hurried back to the washroom to attend to the massacre.Mark was not there.Judging by his behavior, she assumed that the person who he had called last is the reason. She walked around the office corridors, finally reaching the car park, she realized his car was gone. She squeezed the tie in anger as she went back to her desk. Taking out the crumpled peice of paper from her pocket, she straightened it out and picked up the phone to call. Three rings later and the call was picked up,a sexy voice answered. Jessica was silent. She was surprised. She felt as if her jaw was sagging on the ground. "Hello, Charlie?", the voice asked. Jessica wondered how was Charlie connected to the woman on Mark's call list. She slammed the reciever and whipped out her phone from her purse.
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