I Kissed My Husband's Mistress

~Fourteen~

"You- you what now? You forgive me?"

Is she playing some sort of mind game?

"Please just come back. I want to talk to you."

Sensing the vulnerability in her voice, I just couldn't bring myself to say no to her and reject her.

"Ok, ok. I will. Give me 5 minutes ok?"

With that, I immediately get a cab that was conveniently passing by at that time. I gave her the address and off we went.

Again, I reach there in record time, beating it by a couple of seconds.

I opened the door and Trisha came right away, down on her knees and tugging my shirt. I hate seeing her like this.

Bringing my arms down towards her, I pull her up to her feet, but she immediately collapses onto me.

"C'mon, let's get you to the couch ok?"

Gently, I place her down, brushing the hair off her forehead. My hands touch her jawline, and something sparks off.

I stop moving my hand, resting it on her cheek. Her eyes that were just teary eyed now became confused, and soon, filled with lust.

Now it was her turn to touch. She pulls me closer by my collar, planting her lips on mine, pushing harder and harder into me. Hands were roaming on my back, trying to unclasp my bra.

"Let's... let's go to bed.."

"Ok..."

Kissing, fumbling, undressing. Clothes were littered on the hallway. We didn't care. We wanted each other right there right then.

"Oh... my god.... I've forgotten how good you feel. Shouldn't have broken up with you..."

"Same... same here.. We're back now, don't- don't focus on that.."

I was panting, we were now fully naked, making out, getting wetter by the second.

And then, we decided enough foreplay, we got straight into it, her putting on the strap-on and fucking me senseless.

Every time she entered me, my moans grew louder and louder, her hands reached forward and pinched my nipples. My ass felt sore, and she flipped me over, going for the 'main hole'.

She leans forward, kissing me while pumping into me.

"Oh my.... oh..."

I was breathless, and I kept slamming into the headboard, the bed was creaking like mad.

When the time came and I came, it was her turn to see stars. I snatched the strap on and strapped it on, pumping faster and faster, faster than she did.

I rarely get to do this to her, and I got so excited I started to get hard again.

"You should... fuck me more often.. instead of me fucking you."

Chuckling, I just focus on fucking her harder and letting her enjoy herself thoroughly.

"Shit.... I'm... oh~, damn... Vivian! Uh! Fuck!"

We were now both worn out, having came once each already. But still, we were ready for round two, and more. I just couldn't get enough of her, and I was just so glad to have her back in my arms.

The next morning, I was reluctant to leave. After going back and forth, I had to get up. I have a job.

As I was about to leave the bed, Trisha's arm reaches out to grab me and I jump up in shock.

"Don't leave....please?"

"Sorry honey, I need to go to work. They'll fire me. I'll be back before you know it ok?"

"Honey? You've never called me that before."

"There's a first time for everything."

I plant a kiss on her forehead and went to get ready for work, yelling goodbye and then off to the coffee shop to get some breakfast.

And my luck was absolute shit.

"Viv!"

That voice, I recognise that voice.

Crap! It's Jasmine!

Awkwardly, I turn to face her, waiting for them to prepare my sandwich and coffee. She runs towards me, leaving her table behind, and hugs me tightly, leaving me on my tippy toes.

"He-hey!"

She puts me down and I again, awkwardly smile at her.

"Sorry for leaving like that. Anyway, Trisha- wanted to talk to me, and we're back I think. I-I don't know."

I push her down, bending both our backs a little and whisper into her ear.

"Don't scream out loud when I tell you ok? We're in public."

She nods and gives me a suspicious look. Checking over my shoulder, I turn back and whisper very, very softly.

"We actually kinda fucked for like hours last night."

Her eyes lit up, her spine straightened and she clasped her hands over her mouth, body bobbing up and down.

"Oh my god!!"

Her words were half whisper, and I was glad she was containing her excitement.

"Uh....Vivian?"

My body jerked up and I rushed over to the counter with my receipt. Grabbing my breakfast, I head back to Jasmine who was packing up her things.

We left the door and immediately, she jumps up screaming, punching the air.

"Yes! I'm so happy for you!! It's good to hear that you two are back together!! And... was the.. you know, any good?"

She whispered the last part and I was thankful for that.

"Of course. It was great. I'm actually quite sore."

Her grin made me want to punch her just for it. I was actually quite surprised that she'd still want to talk to me after I just left abruptly like that.

Chattering while walking her to work since her office was closer, we eventually break off. 

The day passes by relatively quick, only having had a meeting brainstorming ideas and eliminating some. Chris was in the meeting, and it was awkward as fuck.

At least I get to see Trisha now.

I rush home to see her, only to find out the door was forcefully opened.

Wait, who's in the house other than Trisha?

(please refer back to the intro chapter, the reason for divorce of Viv's parents have changed)
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