Affair to Remember

Eight

Demi | Mature

I was curled up on the sofa, my laptop on my lap as I tried to read through the 15 pages of my novel that I'd managed. I couldn't concentrate though because Jesse continued to invade my thoughts. I glanced up at the sound of the front door, forcing a smile onto my face as Wilmer stepped through.

"Hi Nena" he leant to kiss me. I willed myself to feel something, anything from the simple touch but nothing stirred inside me like it used to, like it does for him.

"How was work?" the guilt continued to gnaw away at me as he lowered himself down onto the couch beside me. My eyes darted to his hand that slid onto my thigh. That touch used to arouse me, it now seemed to do nothing.

"It was okay. Busy as usual" his thumb lightly began to caress my thigh. "How about you?" I shrugged as I placed my hand over his, wanting to remove his touch from my thigh because it wasn't helping to ease my guilt. I gave his hand a light squeeze and then smiled over at him.

"I got a little more writing done, not much though."

"You'll get there, Baby. I'm proud of you" he leant to kiss me and I forced myself to smile against his lips. "If you need anymore inspiration, I'll be happy to help" I lightly laughed as I pulled away from him. He chuckled as he kissed my cheek. "LA Rams are playing tonight. I was thinking of inviting Jesse over to watch, we were speaking about football just last week" my heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name. "What do you say?" I forced a smile as I nodded. "I was thinking we could order pizza or something?" he pressed a quick peck to my lips before he stood. My eyes followed him as he left the room. I dropped back against the couch and stared up at the tv. Looks like I don't get a say. I'm so fucking screwed.

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I can't say I've ever really been interested in football so I started to become bored with Wilmer and Jesse shouting constantly at the tv. I pushed myself up from the couch and began to tidy up the plates we had used for the pizza. Jesse's eyes watched me but Wilmer's remained on the football game. I regretted the moment Jesse and I met eyes because a smirk formed on his face. I pulled my eyes off his and I headed into the kitchen where I lowered the plates into the sink and dumped the empty pizza boxes in the trash. I began to rinse off the plates, jumping when I felt hands on my waist. I held my breath as lips pressed delicately to the nape of my neck.

"You've got a happy husband tonight, Baby" I forced a smile onto my face as I lightly laughed. He gave my ass a squeeze and then he moved away from me. I glanced back over my shoulder as he left the kitchen, my eyes moving to Jesse who slowly walked towards me with an empty glass.

"Thank you for the company tonight" I flashed him a light smile as I took the glass from him. I rinsed it off and then placed it in the dishwasher. "Demi" I turned to face him as his hand lightly brushed against my side. I shook my head as I stumbled backwards.

"Wil-Wilmer, my-my husband is upstairs" I whispered. "I-I am happy, Jesse" he nodded, his eyes burning into mine. The longer that he stared at me, the more I realised that I wasn't happy and it wouldn't surprise me if he could see that. He glanced down at the floor and then nodded.

"I should probably leave" I bit down on my lip as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "I'll see you around, Demi" I nodded, finally managing to release a breath as he left the kitchen. I turned back to the sink, clutching onto the counter as I began to take slow breaths, trying to calm down the pounding of my heart. I jumped as a hand slid along my back.

"There's no need to be so jumpy, Nena" he softly laughed as his hand moved to rest on my ass. He pressed a delicate kiss to my cheek and then began to kiss along my jaw and down into my neck. Tears began to burn at the back of my eyes. I don't feel anything right now. I rinsed off the last of the dishes as Wilmer lightly nibbled and sucked on my neck. His fingers slid along my waist and I shut my eyes, regretting it instantly as Jesse's face entered my mind. I suddenly started to imagine that it was him and a moan slid from my lips as Wilmer's fingers slid into the front of my jeans and he began to rub me through my panties. "You like that, Baby?" I whimpered as his voice overtook Wilmer's. "Demi..." I clamped my teeth into my bottom lip to stop myself from moaning his name as Wilmer pushed my jeans and panties down my legs. I clutched at the counter as his fingers slid along my slit. "You're already so wet, Nena" I began to pant as he pulled his erection from its confines and he pressed the tip to my entrance. I couldn't get Jesse out of my head, his voice took over Wilmer's as he spoke, even his moans sounded deeper than usual. His hand gripped my hip as he pounded into me, my teeth biting hard down on my bottom lip to stop myself moaning out Jesse's name because my entire body seemed to believe it was him.

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