Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)
I looked up at Lisa as she gave me a warm, loving smile, as if she knew how severe my life was being flipped around.
"Here, baby, let Lisa make you feel better," she said, kicking off her heels, pushing me back on the couch as she climbed onto my lap."Lisa... I do not think this is a good idea..." I said, still drained from our last session, but she simply looked down at me and smiled."You want to know the best thing about taken guys," she asked, reaching between us to grab my still half-erect d*ck, beginning to stroke it again, causing my head to roll."They are so starved for good sex that they are ready to go like that!" she said, and sure enough, my c*ck began to rise.
"If you are going to keep doing this, Callum, it is going to be easier to just accept who you really are. Accept that you are a cheating, sex-crazed stud. Accept that what matters to you not a girl's good reputation, b
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)In my sex-addled state, this sounded like a mighty tempting way of life. A way of life that, like Lisa Warden, was too tempting to resist. As she squeezed my swollen c*ck with her a*s, and she rubbed her huge bre*sts over my face, there seemed to be only one real choice.As if a shadow passed over my face, my expression changed. Pulling my face for a moment from between her mammoth jugs, I met Lisa's eyes with mine, and, letting my lips curl into an animalistic snarl, I growled a command."F*ck me, Lisa... f*ck me!"Her plump lips curling into an almost proud smile, she used her taut thighs to lift herself up, raising her a*s up, releasing most of my meaty pipe to the cool air of the neighborhood once again, leaving only the swollen head inside her. As she raised herself up, she slid her huge, sweaty bre*sts across my face. She held this position for a few moments, teasingly, before driving herself back down, her a
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)"F*ck!" she moaned out, riding me harder."You are sexier..." I grunted out."Yes!""You’re a*s is so much better." I groaned, sliding my hands over the round cheeks, squeezing them as she rode me."God yes! More!" she begged."And your bre*sts... your enormous f*cking bre*sts..." I began."Yeah? Tell me... tell me how much you like my big bre*sts better than your girlfriend's flat chest?""Yes! They're incredible!" I moaned out, slurping on her n*pples as they slid across my mouth."So, f*cking big... and soft," I moaned out, sliding one hand up to squeeze at her bouncing bre*sts."So much better than my girlfriend's! Compared to you, my girlfriend has nothing! Compared to you, she is barely a woman! She has a pair of pathetic, inferior, sad little bre*sts!" I said, the words getting away from me as I insulted my sweet, lovin
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)I had just gotten a call from Callum. While it was sweet that he called because he was thinking about me, I thought it felt quite odd. Usually at this job, at this hour of the night, he does not have anything to do, so he usually lays on his office couch and plays multiple games on his phone. In between games, he would message me just to let me know what he is doing but he never calls. Callum is the type of person to text everything he wants to say because he is not confrontational, and texting is just easier for him.Whenever he calls my phone, it almost always feels forced and awkward. Neither of us usually knows what to say unless we call each other for a specific reason and when this happens the call does not last more than three minutes. It is sad to think that we are not one of those couples who fall asleep on the phone with each other. I felt like that is one of the many things we are not comfortable with as a couple.
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)It was about nine o’clock at night. I wanted to go to work to avoid having someone from work, such as my manager, calling Colette to ask her about my whereabouts. However, it was too late to even consider going to work because I could only assume that they already found another officer to replace me for the night.After Lisa and I had another round of amazing sex, we both laid in bed together watching all of her favorite movies.Who would have thought that the neighborhood slut and I would be lying in bed together, fully nude, watching movies together.While we laid here in silence, just simply enjoying each other’s company, I could not help but think about Colette. I felt so bad for cheating on her, lying to her and betraying her trust. I am with Lisa for all of the wrong reasons, and I feared that in the future, all of the reasons I chose to adhere to make myself feel better about cheating on my
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)Four months later…"Yeah, Colette, I am sorry he cannot talk right now, but the negotiations have been really crazy. He literally does not have a spare moment," I said, lying on my belly, curling a lock of my hair around my finger, lazily kicking my leg in the air like a teenage girl excitedly sharing gossip on the phone."I figured so," Colette said, "But I just wanted to check in on him, see how things are going.""Well, I tell you what, when he gets a free minute, I will have him give you a call," I replied."Thanks, Lisa, I really appreciate it," Callum's girlfriend said."How has he been? Every time I have caught him lately, it seems like I keep catching him at the wrong time.""Yeah, he has been a bit impatient lately," I replied. "I tell you; he has been on my a*s lately.""Oh, I cannot imagine him being that bad," Colette replied with a laugh
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)The best part of my new life was the travel. These were the times I felt like I was living the high-flying life a b*tch like me deserved. We had traveled to a few places for negotiations, but the biggest one was this Brazil trip. They had allotted two weeks for us to hash things out.Thanks to my help, we had negotiated the deal in one day.And we had really f*cking owned them, too, making almost 50% higher than the expected deal. But at the rate we had been going lately, this was not a surprise.As I had proudly boasted to Callum, it was my sexual appeal that spurred our success in the boardroom. At first, I did not think he really believed me when I proclaimed that, but the results spoke for themselves. I could not tell you how many times I caught one of the guys across the boardroom table staring at my bre*sts. They would try to stay focused on their work, but their eyes would always drift over to my ex
LisaWarden (P.O.V.)She had perfectly styled, shimmering black hair. Her smooth, tanned Brazilian skin was immaculate, and her body... it was mouth-watering. She had these massive, smooth, succulent bre*sts, pouring from her slim, stylish black dress. And her a*s was everything you would expect from a Brazilian woman, perky, and round and full... just amazing.She was beautiful, of course, simply gorgeous, but her most striking feature was her eyes. They were simply stunning, telling us everything we needed to know about her. She was a few years younger than both Callum and I, but there was a wisdom and intelligence in her those eyes we recognized immediately. We watched her appraise us, with the cool laziness that only a woman of her intense beauty could pull off, and we could both just tell that she had us spied out immediately. Just staring at her... it was clear she was reading us like a book, but she did not say anything. She did not war
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)I knew at this point he was more my man than hers. I had changed him to the point where he got off as much as I did on sneaking around behind his girlfriend's back, humiliating her in the process.One night, after him and Colette had been away at some family function, he called me late at night, just before him and Colette were going to bed. They had been so busy that they had not had much in the way of private time together, so once they got home, sex was on the table. Finding that an unappealing prospect, he had me sneak into the house, into the bathroom, where I proceeded to drain his balls into my tight, waiting c*nt. He gave me a loving kiss, and I knew that he wanted to make sure he gave me his best and leave whatever was left for his girlfriend.Colette never caught on, and we were too hot for each oth
Before I could jump to conclusions, I decided to give Colette the benefit of a doubt. I returned to my car and while I sat in the parking lot of the hospital, I decided to call every hospital in the state.It has been three hours since I started calling multiple hospitals in New York. There are a total of two hundred and fourteen hospital in New York city. I managed to call forty of them within a short distance from Colette’s school, our home, and any other place she could have been in the time of going into labor.None of the hospitals had any record of Colette giving birth. What the actual hell is going on?Is she hiding something from me?I returned home as fast as I could. Colette was in the living room asleep with the television on.I quietly made my way upstairs and I took Kaylin from her crib. I wrapped her in a blanket and made my way out of the house. I then drove back to the hospital.I walked up to the receptionist with Kayl
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)Currently I was seated outside on the front porch as I swung the baby to sleep. I looked down on her where she sat on my lap, slowly dozing off into dreamland. I looked at her features and how they changed over the past eight months, and it got me thinking. I would never accuse Colette of cheating on me, but in these circumstances, I was suspicious of a few things.Firstly, her hair color. It looks nothing like my hair, nor does it look like Colette’s hair. My hair as well as Colette’s hair, is curly and wavy, Kaylin’s hair is pin straight. My eyes were brown, and Colette’s eyes were like a hazel brown color…Kaylin’s eyes were so blue you could see the ocean in them. It was so blue it almost looked purple at times. Neither Colette nor I has freckles, yet Kaylin has freckles all over her body.I am beginning to think this is not my kid and I did not know how to go about this. I could ta
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)I made the baby.Those words. That moment. That instant. That day would always resonate in my head. It has been eight months since the birth of my daughter Kaylin Johnson and not a day passes by that I do not think about that day Colette messaged me. I remember that day like it was yesterday.I was in the United Kingdom, London to be specific on a business trip. This trip was not particularly a fun one that would have allowed me to relax and take a break from my busy work schedule. I had just come out of a really tough meeting. Things were not looking good for me at the last minute. Throughout this trip I have been cutting deals really close as I began to teach myself along the way to do business the right way seeing as I no longer had sex appeal on my side. There were times where some of the women that would be present at meetings would make minor advances toward me. I could adhere to their advances, but I chose
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)Meanwhile I prepare for the demise of Maria Vergara, Callum has been messaging me nonstop in full panic mode. Last night, when I decided that I would perform the surgery today, I figured that I would ignore all of Callum’s messages and phone calls to make it seem as though I could not be reached. This is to make it believable when I tell him that I went into labor and was unable to contact him because of everything that happened while I was in labor.Eventually I got to the store and while I walked around checking out the various equipment, I regretted my modest decision to not walk into the store dressed as a doctor in a lab coat. I felt judged. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me…or was it my fear of getting caught; the nagging feeling that someone knew something I did not stayed in the back of my mind while I t
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)I spent the entire night doing research on performing a cesarean section. Since I got home, I have been studying the medical notes made by other people so that I, myself, would be able to perform this procedure with much success. I would like to think that I could handle this on my own because I am a pre-medical student. This could serve as a test to my future surgical tendencies as a neurosurgeon and I could not have been any more excited. Of course, in the future, I could only hope that my patient would be alive after the operation because my intent now, is that she dies and remains dead. I wanted to order some sort of anesthesia while I prepared myself for the surgery because I felt like I could at least be a little humane and numb the pain for the woman, but I do not think it would get here in time because I have limited time.While I stayed awake last night, studying the instructions to perform a cesarean section on a human
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)Eventually, I had to move away in fear of getting called out for my lack of a baby bump. Callum was always at work these days and I usually had to drive myself to school every day but at the end of it all, I would be seeing Callum. However, it has been approximately nine months since I announced the pregnancy, and it is about time I showed up with a bump. Fortunately for me, I told Callum that I thought it would be best for me to stay on campus instead of driving back and forth each day to and from school. I explained to him that this way, I could sleep in more and I would not have to worry about being late to my classes so I would be lessening on the stress I would feel each day.This especially played in my favor because I attended a religious community college which did not allow boys into the female dorms. The onl
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)I got a notification on Facebook that I had received a new friend request. I immediately clicked on the notification to check out the person’s profile. It was not odd for me to get friend requests on Facebook out of the blue these days. After announcing my fake pregnancy to Callum, he had been working double time to make sure that I get everything that I wanted and needed just so we would be able to avoid a replay of what happened the first time I got pregnant. This included leaving the job I had, working as Callum’s secretary, and taking my time with school. Where I would usually do a full load every semester, now I do only about three courses per semester. Yes, that means it will take longer for me to graduate but at least I barely have assignments now and I have more time to sleep. My days have been stress free and I am more than grateful for that blessing.I was not even scared or paranoid about leaving Callum to
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)It has been a couple months since I miscarried, and I could not have been more depressed. I was not entirely sure how long it has been because I have been so out of it that I could not focus on anything. I could not help but feel like the miscarriage was my fault. There is not a day that goes by that I do not hate myself a little bit more for losing the baby. Deep down inside, I feel like Callum blames me as well, but I do not think he would be wrong to. I had been undergoing so much stress that I knew was not good for the baby, yet I continued on with my own selfish journey of a self-fulfilling prophecy. Looking back now to all of those times I took advantage of the fact that I got pregnant in the first place, makes this all the more painful because I could have done so many things differently to avoid this, but I did
The pain continued to be unbearable, and I tried my hardest to not scream in agony, but it seemed quite difficult to do so. After a short while, the nurse returned with the painkiller injections, and she turned me onto my side so that she could stick the needle into my butt cheek. Thankfully, it did not hurt at all. Almost immediately I felt the medication dull the pain I felt on my lower back and my lower abdomen. With this relief, I soon fell asleep.I was awoken by a team of doctors who were all surrounding my bed. One of them held a clip board with a bunch of papers stacked onto it and the rest of them were preparing some tools, I would assume to use on me.One of them approached me and stuck a thermometer under my arm.“Keep that in there tightly, okay?” The woman said kindly.I nodded in acknowledgement and did as I was told.“Okay, are you getting any pain right now?” One of the doctors asked.I nodded again.