Chapter 5: A hard choice.

“What?” I barked  like I didn’t heard him the first   time and I really hope I’d heard wrong. 

My forehead was creased and my mouth was unable to close back as I was staring at this Sabastian guy in incredulity. 

To much of My  annoyance, his face was as stoic like he didn’t just spew out something forbidden. 

“Yeah You heard right Mrs smith.” His voice was  guileless as he nodded smugly and took another drag from his cigarette. Blowing the whole thing on my face.

“This Deal is simple,” he said just when I was about to complain about the smoke. “You’re going to be at my beck  and call AnyTIME I need to jerk off. In other words, my sexual puppet.” He whispered, laying more emphasis on the anytime as he smirked, his lustful eyes staring deep into my eyes. 

I don’t know if it was the horny state I was in right now, but his eyes were already doing a lot of things to me right now that I just can’t explain. 

However, reflecting back what he’d just said, my face contorted with furry. 

“I’m not going to stay here and watch you disrespect me Sabastian!! You’ve no right to barge into me in the first place. I could sue you for sexual assault!” I yelled on top of my voice  pointing a finger at him. 

I didn’t care whether someone would hear us and I really hoped that would have scared Sabastian off but I was wrong. 

Sabastian burst into an earth quaking laugh. His laugh was so sexy that you wouldn’t want him to stop laughing again but I cared less. 

He laughed hard till his face turned red, making me so embarrassed. 

“Oh! Go ahead and try. And I can assure you, you’ll only look stupid without an evident.” He said with a tuanting smirk and i bit my lower lip in defeat because he was right. 

“ At least I’ve the evidence to prove that you were busy mastubating  in a male restroom and you were stupid enough not to close the door and I happened to bump into you.” 

My heart leapt and my brows sprung. 

 I ignored the fact he’d just insulted me,  the fright in my eyes was obvious and I didn’t have to ask further questions Before he brought out his phone. Did a few clicks and showed me the screen. It was a video of me mastubating  shamelessly. 

I felt my whole world begin to spin as I watched the tape. My mouth parted open but no words came out. 

“You know aside from The fact that your reputation is going to be tainted by the time this video streams viral on the internet, we would both benefit from this shit too. You’re obviously one of these sex starved ladies who just can’t keep their legs close and you’d make a pretty Good Fuck. I can give you all the pleasure you want in this life and you’re going to be the one running back to me.!” He said proudly and resumed his smoking when he kept his phone back. 

Damn if. Damn it. Damn it.  I can’t believe I’m having this conversation right now. And With my student of all people? 

“Please, Sabastian.  Delete that video and let’s go out separate ways.” It’s obvious I’m on the loosing End so I’ve to beg. 

“We can’t pull through with this Sabastian.  It’s totally wrong. What will people say? I can’t do this with you!” I said through gritted teeth, but my eyes was pleading. 

“Why? You think I’m some teanager or something?” He arched his brows and scoff. 

“ You’re my student. My job is to coach you and nothing else. Perhaps I’m married and I’ve no plans of cheating on my husband.” 

“Oh? Did I say you should fall in love with me? And did I hear you say you’re married? Such a shame! It’s obvious then that your husband can’t even satisfy you because why else would you result in touching yourself.” 

This guy really knows how to crush someone. His words got me more furious and I was this close to slapping him but I balled my fist beside me instead. 

The reality that he was right about my husband sort of hurt in a strange way. Not like he doesn’t satisfy me but he’s barely at home and whenever he’s at home, he’s always tired so I can say We’d never had sex for like six months now. 

And that was how I started masturbing. I couldn’t just control the urge anymore and I most definitely didn’t  want to cheat on my husband but now this? 

Thankfully Sabastian Didn’t push further with the Discussion, he gave me the interval of tonight to sleep over the proposal then he left me in the toilet after blowing smoke on my face as if to mock me. 

Honestly there was nothing to think about because I know I’m already bound to Doing such shit with Sebastian. 

With all the bad things I’ve heard about him, I sure as hell know he wouldn’t hesitate to release my video. But what have I Done to him to deserve this huh? 

Oh God!

I suddenly felt so ashamed as I made my way to my car. I prayed I didn’t run into anyone like Mr Mathew of course because I look like a freak and I was not in the mode to answer any interrogations. 

I actually ran into someone though at the school alley and if you guess Sabastian? Then you’re right. 

He was in the midst of his friends when he called me and I stopped like an Obedient puppet right in the middle of the few students around.

 He asked for my contact and I eventually gave him of course. Do I have a choice? 

I was so abashed  as his friends gave me bewildered and naughty gazes  wondering why I would just give out my number to a student just like that. 

When I got home, I couldn't do anything meaningful. 

The thought of Sabastian filled my head. 

I can’t count how many times I kept going to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water for myself. I also consumed Glasses of wine, sitting from one place to another. 

I didnt even prepare dinner. 

I was so  busy thinking about what people will say if my sex tape got released because I can’t even picture myself having sex with my student! 

I’d never had anything to do with younger men of my age cycle however much more than playing whore for a guy of my late brother’s age. My student for that matter. 

That’s so demeaning. 

I soon stop thinking about Sabastian and diverted  to Anthony. 

It was already 7pm yet he wasn’t home. 

I called and texted him several times but he didn’t pick any of his calls. 

Even though I tried not to be worried, I failed because I went about checking the window several times but there was no sign of him coming. 

I was pacing about at the doorstep, my phone in hand when finally the door opened and Anthon walked in looking tired as usual. 

 I heaved a sigh of relief but my anger spiked immediately. 

“Seriously Tony if you’d work overtime at work couldn’t you at least call or text to inform me?.” I nagged the moment he stepped a foot in. 

“And is that suppose to be how you welcome your husband?!” Anthony grunted, arching hid Brows at Me before walking in fully. 

“Don’t avert the topic Anthony. Do you know how worried I was?” I ranted softly as he went about taking off his work outfit. 

“Why worry about me all the time felisha?. I’m not a kid. If I show up late then common sense will tell you I worked overtime.” Even though his words were spiteful, he said it calmly. 

“You should have at least informed me.” I whined  trying not to be upset. 

As if noticing my hidden rage, Anthony walked towards me and kissed my forehead saying he’s sorry. Which he always does and I always fall for it. 

Not like I can really talk back to him, our age difference doesn’t allow me Disrespect him that much. 

While I went back to the couch, Anthony went to the kitchen and prepared dinner for himself. 

Yeah I didn’t prepare Dinner and he didn’t bother. 

Not like we live like normal couples anymore. 

At least he somehow has the Decency to notice I was agitated when I kept staring at one particular plac and asked me what’s wrong but i off course lied that I’m fine and that was it. He just nodded and went to bed. 

I couldn’t help the sadness that crept through me as I watched him on the bed. 

How could he just  change all of a sudden? 

I really want to bring the caring man I once married. I’m really tired of us living as strangers while he’s unbothered. 

When I left the couch, I went to bed snuggling under the same duvet as Anthony. Can’t remember when last we used same duvet  and even laid this close but I want to fix our marriage. 

Launching myself closer to him, I wrapped my hands around his waist. He flinched a little, making me realize he was not sleeping. I smiled and started placing soft kisses on his shoulder, his neck and side cheek. 

“Felisha...” he wriggled his body and pulled back.

“I missed you so much Anthony! I miss us.” I whispered as Anthony’s eyes met mine. 

He just look at me for a long time and then he sighed, “I’m really sorry felisha but I had a long day today  at work so I am tired. Really not in the mood.”

And with that, he turned the other way and pulled up the duvet. 

I was stunned and really upset. 

Seriously how could we be so comfortable with our non-existence sex life? 

Shaking my head in agony, I closed my eyes and was about to sleep when my phone beeped. I picked up the phone and it was a text from unsaved contact. 

“Don’t forget to think about the juicy deal Mrs smith. 

-your future Daddy, Sabastian” 

Urgghh! Everything about the text made me cringe and I found myself clutching the phone tight. Once again my worries propped up.

Shit! I’m loosing it right now!