Tasha's POV"Why? Don't you like what you see?" I asked as I unclasped my bra, Desmond's eyes widened in awe as he saw them. "Oh fuck, why do you keep doing this to me," Desmond said with a hint of frustration in his voice, I know he wants me badly but he is trying too hard to pretend like he doesn't."You know you can touch them, they don't bite," I said as I brought my breast close to his face, "I know you are tempted Papi, fucking touch it""Fuck Tasha! You will be the death of me" Desmond said as he cupped my breast in his hands."Oh fuck! Papi" I let out a soft moan as he used his hands to squeeze them tight."You can suck them, they are yours," I said as I positioned them in his mouth, at this point, Desmond couldn't resist me any longer."Mmm, I love them," he said as he sucked on my nipples. I moaned softly as I felt his warm hands roaming all over my body. His fingers traced the outline of my breasts and down to my stomach. "Easy baby, we have all night" I moaned softly as
Tasha's POVI was peacefully dozing off in my room when the sound of my sister's voice abruptly shattered the tranquility. "Get your ass up or you will be late for school," she blurted out, barging into my room as if she owned the place. The sudden intrusion was jarring, and I instinctively pulled the blanket tighter around me, trying to shield myself from the invading sunlight.But my sister wasn't having any of it. With a swift motion, she yanked the blanket away, exposing me to the unwelcome brightness of the morning. I let out a frustrated sigh, feeling the weight of Monday morning settling upon me like a heavy fog."Leave me alone!" I said with a hint of frustration in my voice."Don't you dare Tasha, we are fucking late" she replied angrily, "We?""Yes we, I have to get to work early and that means I have to drop you off early too" she explained "Get up from that bed this minute" she ordered as she left the room.Reluctantly, I dragged myself out of bed, my body heavy with the
Desmond's POV"Right here honey" I replied as I pushed Tasha off me and put on my pants."There you are," Mary said as she entered the kitchen, attention fully focused on the keys on the table. "I forgot my keys""Oh, you should be more careful next time baby" I replied as I walked towards her, Tasha on the other hand was sitting at the kitchen counter having her breakfast."Yeah bye," Mary said and was about to leave when she stopped and then looked at me, my heart skipped a beat as I thought maybe we had been caught. "Take Tasha to school, I don't want her skipping class""Yes, I will honey" I replied letting out a heavy sigh of relief.As I watched Mary leave, my heart raced with a mix of relief and guilt. The room felt heavy with the weight of our secrets, and I couldn't help but feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. Tasha sat there smiling, her presence both enticing and dangerous.The affair between me and her had started innocently, with casual conversations and stolen
Tasha's POVAs I walked down those stairs with Ryan by my side. The shock and confusion in Desmond's eyes were undeniable, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness as I made my entrance.Earlier in the day, Desmond had made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with me sexually because he was married to my sister. But I couldn't shake the feeling that he still had some unresolved emotions towards me. So, I made a bold decision to bring a plus one to dinner, just to see how he would react.As I descended the stairs, I could feel the tension in the air. It was like a heavy cloud hanging over the room. Mary and Desmond's eyes were on me, but it was Desmond's gaze that I was most interested in. His eyes locked onto mine, and I could see a whirlwind of emotions swirling within them."Come, darling, let's have a wonderful dinner," Mary said to Desmond.Sitting at the table, close to Ryan, I couldn't help but notice Desmond's death stare. It was intense, piercing, and
Desmond's POVWhen I arrived at the school, the whole place was eerily quiet. But honestly, I wasn't too surprised since it was already pretty late. I made my way upstairs to the classroom, following Mary's directions. She said I'd find Tasha there.Mary had called me earlier to help her pick up Tasha from school because she would be working over the night. I wasn't surprised because that's her normal habit. Tasha is mature enough to make her way back from school but Mary being an overprotective big sister wouldn't allow it.As I pushed open the door, my eyes immediately landed on Tasha. A bright smile instantly lit up her face as she spotted me, and without hesitation, she closed the distance between us and enveloped me in a warm hug.At that moment, I felt a rush of emotions flooding through me. Happiness, relief, and a sense of comfort washed over me. It was like all the worries and stresses of the day melted away, replaced by the warmth of Tasha's embrace. It was a simple gesture,
Desmond's POVThe urge to go after Ryan was overwhelming. I wanted to chase after him, to explain, But Tasha signaled to me that she would handle the situation. She knew I needed a moment to gather my thoughts, to process what had just happened.So, reluctantly, I let Tasha take charge and disappeared into the depths of my racing thoughts. Emotions swirled within me like a tempest. Fear crept in, wondering if this would irreparably damage my marriage with Mary. Would she ever be able to look at me the same way again?As I sat there, waiting anxiously for Tasha, my mind was overrun with a whirlwind of thoughts. The weight of the situation began to settle heavily on my shoulders, and the potential consequences of Ryan's discovery loomed ominously in my mind.The fear of Ryan telling Mary about this heartbreaking betrayal consumed me. The thought of losing her, the love of my life, was unbearable. I couldn't fathom the pain and disappointment she would feel if she found out about my affa
Tasha's POVI could hardly believe what had just unfolded before my eyes. Ryan, whom I was having a conversation with had fallen down the stairs, and now he lay on the ground, bleeding. Panic surged through my veins as I tried to make sense of the situation.Desmond's trembling hands hovered over Ryan, his face etched with worry and fear. I could see the weight of responsibility weighing heavily on him. We had to act quickly, but the fear of being implicated in this accident paralyzed me.As I looked around, my heart raced. It was late, and the school security was just around the corner. If they found us here, they would surely suspect foul play. The secret Ryan held would only complicate matters further. We couldn't afford to be seen in this scene, not when Ryan's life hung in the balance."Is he.... Is he alive?" I managed to ask."Yes, but he is hardly breathing" Desmond replied between breaths.A heavy sigh of relief escaped my lips when Desmond assured me that Ryan was still aliv
Desmond's POVAs I stormed into my room, Tasha followed closely behind, her nonchalant demeanor contrasting sharply with the turmoil raging within me. I couldn't shake off the shock of what had just transpired the image of Ryan lying on the floor, blood staining the ground, played on an endless loop in my mind.My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of fear, guilt, and disbelief coursing through my veins. How could I have unintentionally caused harm to someone? The weight of my actions pressed heavily on my conscience, and I struggled to comprehend the consequences of my choices.Tasha's casual attitude only added to my confusion and frustration. It was as if she was oblivious to the gravity of the situation as if the incident held no significance for her. How could she act like everything was fine when it wasn't? Didn't she understand the potential repercussions of our actions?As I paced back and forth in my room, my mind raced with questions. Did Tasha truly not care about the harm we
Mary's pov.Seeing Tasha in this kind of state snapped me out of my thoughts, she claims she's all grown and tough but she is still my baby sister. I'm trying to think of different reasons why she would be sad to the extent of crying, it must be serious."Talk to me, I'm here for you." I try to get her to talk but she just bursts into more tears as soon as she sees me as if I'm the reason she's hurt.Her sobs and sniffs fill the silence, that's what we do lately, we don't have anything to talk about, she has grown so quiet since I got back from the trip.Perhaps she was already like that I just didn't notice her withdrawal. Something was disturbing her and I as an elder sister I'm suppose to know, that's why Mom and Dad insisted she stay with me."Can we just go home?" She said in almost a whisper.So we drove home.When we reached home, the house was just silent, even Desmond was a bit more quiet than usual. I don't know what's happening, maybe everyone is just having a bad day.Haro
Tasha's pov.Everything came to a halt, my heart dropped to my stomach when I heard Mary's voice at the door and reality came slapping me in the face.I finally had to wake up from that dream, the dream where I was happy and satisfied having Desmond all to myself. My sister has no idea how I so badly want what we have, what she takes for granted.As I stare at them hugging and exchanging kisses, I immediately feel a bile taste gathering at the base of my throat and the pain tugging my chest is almost unbearable.To avoid the tears that were threatening to expose my presence, I silently moved to my room and collapsed on my bed. I wish this was all a bad nightmare and I will just wake to Desmond beside me.The reality was a bitch!A soft on the door got me alert."Yes, come in," I reply." Tasha?, It's me, Mary, I'm back," she said so happily, she had no idea how irritated I was at the sight of her stupid goody face."I thought you would never come back."" Someone was missing me, did y
Mary's pov."This calls for a celebration, don't you think so?" with a charming smile Harold said.After the positive outcome of the meeting and workshop, in general, I'm just so glad I didn't miss this opportunity. I got to network, expand my scope of business knowledge and experience how the real world handles things.Moments later we were seated at the bar, friendly conversation filled the atmosphere and I relaxed enjoying the evening.I was happy because tomorrow I would be going back home to Desmond, the sooner I got home the sooner we would resolve our issue. My marriage is so stable, my husband loves me and I love him."You are a very intelligent woman, very ambitious and dedicated," his eyes shone with admiration, " I love that about you Mary."Nothing could prepare me for the compliment, it was as if all my work was finally paying off and I was getting the credit I desired."I'm just doing my best to take the company to greater heights and attract new clients," I said with pr
Desmond's POVIt takes only a moment to realize that it was Mary who was on the other end of the line. I quickly snatch the cell from Tasha and answer her." Hello, Honey."" Hi baby, is that Tasha I just heard a moment ago?""Ummm yes, yes it's her, she was waiting for a call from Ryan's mum to know how he's holding on." I lied through my teeth."Oh, I see but why is she using the one in our room?"" I don't know for sure but that's not important, how are you doing and the trip so far?"" I thought you didn't approve of me going? ""Yes I was angry but after you left I cooled off a bit and had space to think of our argument."Trying my best to sound normal while betraying my actual state of urgency, why would Tasha make the dumb mistake of answering? I turn to see her giving me one of those dead stares." Well, I'm calling to let you know I will staying a few extra days "" Really? Hmm."" I will explain better when I come home and we will discuss what you said"If there's one thing
Chapter 16 ( Business before pleasure).Mary's povDeep breaths have always helped me to calm my nerves, but no amount of air seems to calm me at the moment. My not-so-pleasant exchange of words with Jake has totally spoiled my mood, this job was important to me, to us, and to our future.Sometimes I know I might be too ambitious, and it's hard to tolerate the late and extra hours of work. I can accept that part of his anger, but accusing me of cheating is way overboard.How can he think that? I would never do something like that, I love my husband, he is my everything, my marriage is the best thing that has happened to me and I know he would never do anything to destroy our relationship. This job is my top priority.As I make myself comfortable while buildings pass me by, I can't help but wonder why my boss would pick me to accompany him on this business trip. I am the most efficient at what I do but an unexpected trip definitely took me by surprise.If I can prove myself capable of
Tasha's POVI sat there with Desmond, his head resting on my bosom, feeling the weight of his hurt. It was clear that what Mary had done had deeply wounded him. Leaving home for a business trip, despite her husband's plea for her to stay, was a blatant act of disrespect. And little does my sister know, the more she treats him this way, the more he finds solace in my presence. It's exactly what I had hoped for.At that moment, as Desmond sought comfort in my arms, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. There was a certain satisfaction in knowing that he turned to me for support, for understanding, when his wife had failed him. It validated the connection we had been building, the unspoken bond that had grown between us.But along with that satisfaction came a sense of guilt. I knew that my desires for Desmond were wrong, that I was betraying my sister and the sanctity of their marriage. Yet, the pull between us was undeniable, an irresistible force that seemed to grow stronger wit
Desmond POVAs I stepped out of the bathroom, a wave of unease washed over me. Mary stood there, her presence unexpected and unsettling. The look on her face was inscrutable, leaving me to wonder if she had overheard us. Fear gripped my heart as I tried to decipher her expression, but it was as if she was caught in a state of indecision, unsure of how to approach the situation.Did she hear us? The question echoed in my mind, intensifying my anxiety. I desperately hoped that she hadn't, that our secret remained hidden within the confines of that bathroom. Yet, a part of me couldn't shake the nagging doubt. If Mary had truly heard something, surely she would have burst into the bathroom to investigate.I watched as Mary hesitated, her eyes shifting from me to the closed bathroom door. It was as if she was wrestling with her thoughts, torn between curiosity and the fear of uncovering something she wasn't meant to know. The silence between us grew heavy, filled with unspoken words and un
Mary's POVStartled from my half-sleep, I abruptly sat upright as the jarring sound of my phone pierced through the silence of the night. Blinking my eyes, I fumbled around, trying to locate the source of the disturbance. Finally, my gaze landed on the table, and I reached out to grab my phone, my heart pounding with curiosity and a tinge of apprehension.As I glanced at the screen, I saw my boss's name flashing across it. A wave of confusion washed over me, mingling with a sense of unease. Why on earth would he be calling me at this late hour? I couldn't help but question the reason behind his unexpected intrusion into my time, especially knowing that I was a married woman.My mind raced, conjuring up various scenarios and possibilities. Had something urgent happened at work? Was there a crisis that required my immediate attention? Or perhaps it was just a simple mistake, a misdialed number that had unintentionally disrupted my peaceful evening.Mixed emotions swirled within me as I
Desmond's POV"I can't sleep Des, I need you" Tasha began her voice filled with a mix of frustration and sadness. "I need you badly Desmond, it's been a week and we haven't spoken"I stood there in shock, my eyes fixed on Tasha as she unleashed her frustrations, complaining about how I had neglected her, no longer showing her the attention she desired. It was as if she didn't understand the gravity of the situation we were in.Just a week ago, Ryan, her so-called boyfriend had stumbled upon our secret affair, and now he lay in the hospital, fighting for his life. The weight of guilt and remorse bore down on me, threatening to suffocate any remaining fragments of happiness.How could Tasha be so oblivious to the turmoil that surrounded us? Didn't she realize the danger we were in? My mind raced, desperately searching for answers to these questions, grappling with the conflicting emotions swirling within me."I don't understand Tasha, what exactly is your problem?" I needed to ask that