I Kissed My Husband's Mistress

~Twenty Eight~

"Vivian, hey. Listen, can I meet you at our old cafe? I need to tell you something."

"Sure Mike. What time?"

"In 5 minutes."

"5 minutes? I'll need 10. Ok?"

"Yeah ok. I don't mind. Just please get here soon."

"Ok, ok. Bye Mike."

He utters a low goodbye before hanging up on me. Shocked, I shrug and get dressed, getting a cab and heading right for the cafe. I love this cafe. Their coffee was powerful but not too bitter, their cakes sending you to pastry heaven.

By the time I got there, I could see my brother sitting by the window, seemingly upset over something. I was worried. He was rarely upset. He wasn't even upset when my parents threw him out.

"Hey Mike, what happened? You look very upset."

I set aside my bag and got a cup of coffee.

"Viv, I-I have something to tell you....and I don't think you'll like it."

His words made me worry even more. Was he in financial debt? Did his boyfriend breakup with him? Did he lose his apartment?

Mouth agape, I take a breath in, and my coffee arrives right in front of me. I take a sip, calming myself down. This is my brother I'm talking about. There's nothing to worry about.

"Yes? What's going on?"

"I-I went to the doctor's the other day, and....and..."

"Yeah?"

"He said I have...cancer. Lung cancer."

"L-lung....lung cancer? Are you sure he didn't read it wrong or something? You don't even smoke or anything."

"Well y'know, not smoking doesn't mean you can't get cancer. And he said it was terminal. I only have about 2 years to live."

"T-t-two...."

My heart sank. Sank to the depths of horror and sorrow. My whole body went numb, and my mouth open and shut repeatedly, no words ever coming out.

"Viv? You...ok?'

He waves his hand in front of me. I still didn't say anything. I was shocked to the core. The doctor must've read the diagnosis wrong. My brother doesn't have cancer. He doesn't!

"No...you... you can't have cancer.....Mike...and only 2 years? 2? Mike please tell me this is some sort of joke."

He chuckles and holds my hand, cupping it and looking me in the eyes.

"I wish I could say that Viv. But I'm not joking. Neither was the doctor."

"How could you be so...calm?"

"If I freak out it wouldn't be me right?"

"Mike... you have 2 years. That's a very short time."

"At least I'll know when I pass. 2 more birthdays, new years..."

"If you need anything please let me know. I don't want you to die unhappy."

He chuckles and takes a bite of his cookie. I look at him pitifully, knowing that I'll lose him in 2 years time. We're not that close, but now is the time to make up for it.

"C'mon, let's start acting like siblings. Let's hang out ok?"

He nods, and I have to go, Trisha's waiting for me at her apartment.

"Ok, I'm going to go ok? I'll see you tomorrow."

Nodding excitedly, we say our goodbyes and part ways.

"Viv, are you ok?"

I sigh and heave my bag onto her couch, collapsing onto it shortly after.

"What happened?"

"Mike... he told me he has cancer. An-and it's terminal... he only has 2 years.."

"That's terrible Viv."

She sits next to me and puts her arm around my shoulder. Then, her eyes locked dead onto mine, and something seemed amiss about her gaze.

Somehow, it was both pitiful and lustful. It was saying, 'I'm sorry to hear that' and 'I want you now'.

I ignored her gaze and turned on Netflix, scrolling through my feed. This was what I needed, to unwind and take time to process what had just happened.

But her eyes were poking at me, begging to be looked at.

They were practically burning holes into my head. She turned her body to face me, her right hand supporting her head on the couch.

Her left ran up and down her skimpy outfit. She brought her tongue and ran it along her top lip. Her body shifts closer to mine and she has me cornered.

All this while my eyes were fixed onto the TV. I gulped down hard, glancing to look at her every now and then.

Cold sweat started to form beads on my forehead. It became increasingly hard to control myself. Shifting uncomfortably, I ran out of space as her face hovered mere millimetres above mine.

Her energy was beaming from her, her lust suffocating. Her breath tickles me as I bring my
knees to my chest and hug them.

All of a sudden, she plants a long, passionate kiss on my lips while my head still faced forwards. Her hands snake around my head and turn it towards her, pulling me in for her intoxicating kiss.

I let go of my legs, letting them hit the floor. My hands went around her torso as she continued to kiss me. I turn my whole body to face her, lips never leaving hers.

I don't really want to do this now. But I guess this is the only way she knows how to comfort someone.

She pushes her whole body onto me, and I swing my legs back up to the couch, her making way to let me place my legs. She straddles herself on top of me, licking my jawline up and down, making me sigh softly.

I remove my hands from her back, now they were between us, wanting to push her away.

She realises what I'm doing and gets off me, still straddling me. Her eyes look wearily at me, with mine forming tears.

"What's wrong? Did I make you uncomfortable?"

I don't want to hurt her feelings, but I was not in the mood to do that. I just wanted to hang with my girlfriend, dealing with the horrible news of my brother getting cancer.

I know she isn't this insensitive. She just doesn't know how to comfort me, to be there for me. I don't blame her. No one was there for her when she was young, but I'll be here to teach her, patiently.

"Trisha, I... I don't feel like doing this now. Can-can we just sit together and... and enjoy each other's company?..."

I retreat my head further into the couch, hoping that she wouldn't get too offended by my comment.

But her shocked state becomes a chuckle, a smile, then she brings her hand to tuck my hair behind my ear. She leans back down, and I shut my eyes, shunting away from her.

"It's ok, I understand. You have the right to say no, to ask me to stop. I'm sorry for your brother. And I'm sorry for my actions. I don't know how to comfort someone, and this is the only way I know how to comfort you."

She gets off of me and I sit back up, rewinding the episode. Setting herself next to me, she places her arm around me, tugging me towards her gently, running her hand through my hair.

And just like that, we sat there till I fell asleep on her shoulder.

(sorry for not much smut in this one, it felt inappropriate)
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