All Chapters of An Ineffable Temptation : Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

Cheryl GarethIndiana made wearing a lingerie sound so easy. She hung up on the phone, saying she would sleep. The man on her couch had probably woken up and she wanted to flee. I breathed heavenly. I held the piece of red lingerie to my boobs and like the three other times I just kept it on the counter. “You can do this.” I cheered myself on. I looked myself in the mirror and with the courage I could muster I slid my thin legs into the panties. People painted getting naked as easy and normal but it wasn’t. You go to the beach and you see almost everyone naked. I support women confidents trust me, but some people like Indiana makes it sound so simple. When I finally got the lingerie on. I draped a rope over it and left for the room. It was vacant, which meant Allen wasn’t home yet. I sat on the bed and cursed the day I met Indiana. How dare she leave me on hold while she enjoyed herself? She knew I was feeble to deal with this on myself. I had never watched porn, I don’t even kno

Allen Ian’s POV I had seized my visits to the club. Being married changes a lot of things. You suddenly become mature and cautious. Of course Vincent found it amusing and wouldn’t shut up about it one bit. “Come one, one drink!” He bugged me for the umpteenth time that evening. I threw the stacks of paper across the desk, strolled towards him in anger, and grab him by the collar. “I swear to God, if you try to persuade me in going with you one more time, I will deal with you.” I pointed a middle finger at him for dramatic effect.“One drink bro. One drink!” He raised the empty abandoned glass to prove a point. We all knew we weren’t going to have only a drink. I had been in this situation before, Vincent persisting until I gave up. We always ended up drunk most times, completely spent. “I said no. I have paperwork’s to take care of.” I needed to clear up my schedule so I could spend more time with Cheryl. It’s a bad strategy considering the fact that we just got married one month ag

“Allen, wake up.” My eyes fluttered open to the sight of Vincent shaking my unconscious body. I must have fallen asleep, a blanket was draped over my form, and my head was supported by a pillow. “What’s wrong?” I asked confused. When I noticed his worried expression, I came to realize that today wasn’t an ordinary day. It was the third day of Cheryl in the hospital. I threw the blanket off me in seconds, and rushed to the door. “Wait, Cheryl has just woken up.” He said just as I was about to reach for the door-knob. I halted in my steps. I had anticipated this moment for a long time that I had completely forgotten how I was going to react. “Let’s go.” I grabbed my car keys that were abandoned on the dressing table, adjusted my collar, ruffled my hair and walked out with Vincent trailing behind me. “Where’s Aunt Lucy?” I questioned noticing the unusually eerie environment. Rosa came out of the kitchen looking distorted, “She has gone out.” She bowed and went back in. Judging from