I Kissed My Husband's Mistress

~Twenty~

She props herself up on her elbows as I retreat back.

"What happened?"

"I-I thought you were shot... by my-my mom. You-you were protecting me because-because she escaped from jail and threatened to kill me... it-it was the money issue again..."

"Did I die?"

I nod, not willing to answer using words.

"I'm glad I woke up. I thought you were really gone, that I...I would never hold you again, never see you again, kiss you again..."

I pull myself up onto her body using her collar and kiss her.

"Come here...I need to... to taste you..."

She complies and kisses back, the passion was unmatchable.

"I hope you never die."

"Heh... c'mon Trish... we're all bound to die some day. It's just when we die. I see us dying when we're super old, holding each other as we take our last breath together and just watch the sun set on our front porch.."

We weren't in the mood to fuck, it was more of just enjoying each other's company, kissing and talking. This was what I envisioned myself doing. High school me had always dreamt of talking like this with my lover.

"Oh yeah, how did it go with your mom?"

"I called her just now. Told her I got her a lawyer. And then she got angry and I hung up on her. But I'm still giving her the lawyer."

"That's good to hear. Oh shoot. We have to arrange dinner with my parents. Is tonight ok?"

"Sure. But before you call them, can we just spend time talking about the future?"

"Why not? So, you want kids?"

"Yeah. I think adoption's the way to go. Unless we choose either one of us to get knocked up by a guy and then give birth."

She chuckles at my joke.

"And our wedding, our house, our kids' future... It's gonna be a hell of a lifetime with you, Trisha."

"You too Viv."

We continue to plan out our future, deciding on things like we we'd stay, what school our kids would go to.

"That all sounds so nice. Can't wait for all that to happen."

Vivian's POV

We cuddle before I say,

"I better call my parents and say that we want to have dinner."

The lines trills before my mom picks it up.

"Vivian! So, do you want the date?"

I press my lips into a firm line.

"No it's ok mom. I just wanted to arrange dinner with you two, tonight. I wanna introduce you to someone."

"Ooo! Of course! Which restaurant would you like to meet us at?"

"How about the Italian place near my apartment? I'll send you the address."

"Ok. What time?"

"Around 7 ish. Could you bring dad along?"

"Fine. I'll text him later."

"Thank you. See you tonight mom."

"See you sweetie."

I hang up and throw my phone back onto the couch. Trisha looks at me.