A Husband, A Stranger

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Jean's POV

My back is burning, I walk to the guest bathroom and check my back in the mirror. It's scratched up bad, I check myself in the mirror, I got bite marks on shoulders. I wash my face, what did we do last night? I walk out of the bathroom, the bottle is empty up, my body feels sore. I don't feel so good, I ran to the bathroom again, "Bleh!", I threw up in the toilet,  I wipe the puke off my mouth. I wash my mouth, how much did I drink? Voice record! Where's my phone?! I run to my room, it's charging, I check voice record, there's one records from last night and another one in the middle of the night. How late were we up for? The bathroom door open, Marco walked out, but why is he walking like that? "Jean, my back hurts and it hurts to walk", he said touching his back. "I've got recordings, I'll see what happened last night", I said helping him to sit down on the bed, "I need to get to work" "But what about your lunch?" "I'll figure it out on my own, go take a shower and rest", he pulled my arm. "Jean...do you think we did it last night", he said quietly not daring to look at me, "Did what?", I asked bending down to him. "You know...sex", he whispered in my ear, me? Marco? Gay sex? "I'll check", I said.

I washed up myself and get dressed for work. I take my bag and earplugs, "I'll be going now!", I shouted before going out. "Be careful on the way!", he shouted back, I quickly got to the car and locked the door. I plugged in my earphones, I started listening to the first one, "What's with the voice record?" "Incase we get too drunk and do something crazy, at least we get to know what happened" "Don't worry about anything" "See you in the morning", the sound of glasses hitting the table continued. "Ha! Ha! Ha! You look funny Jean", there's a loud bang on the table, from memory I remember Marco's head was on the table. "Ha...Marco...you're so beautiful..." "Jean...I want you so bad" "Psh...you're drunk" "So are you...", I pull the recording to the back a bit. "Hngh! Jean, slower! Not so rough..." "Stop moving your legs or I'll tie them up", I paused the recording, was that really me and Marco? I resume it, "Ah! Hngh! Angh~ Ha~ slower Jean" "Now, now darling, isn't this what you want?" "Fuck...you...ah!" "Such harsh words coming from such pretty mouth" "Too fast! Too fast! Ahh~ ha...ha...Hngh! Angh",  I look down to my pants, there's a bulge on it, can't believe I got turn on by stuff like this. I look around there's no one in the parking lot, well it's a good thing my windows are tinted. I unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants, I pull it out, I started stroking it, "Jean... are you going to remember every moment of this?" "Oh Marco I'm sure am going to remember...how I fucked you real hard" "Nh...if you keep hitting that spot...I'm gonna come!" "Me too" "Ha...Ah...", I started stroking faster. "I'm c-coming!" "Me too!" "Aah!", I came in my hand, I leaned my head back, I let out a long sigh, I take a tissue and clean myself up. "Jean...I love you...these few months of getting along, I feel like I'm falling for you", what? I replay it, "Jean...I love you...these few months of getting along, I feel like I'm falling for you", I'm not wrong, he's in love with me? How can he love such person as me. "I'm sorry Marco...but I don't have a response to that yet" "What why? But I love you, we just had sex that's what two people do when they really...love each other right?", there's sadness in his voice, "Marco please don't cry, I'm sure I'll have a response for that soon, I-I promise" "Or maybe you have someone else in mind?", an image of him appear in my mind, why is he still in my mind? "I...don't Marco, we should go wash up", there's some shuffling sound, the recording ended. I click the second one, "Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows, everything that's wonderful is sure to come your way, when you're in love to stay", there's echos to Marco singing and water dripping sounds. We must be in the bathroom, "Come here and lie on me, I know it's uncomfortable", there's water swishing sound. "What was the song you were singing?" "Sunshine, lollipop and rainbows by Lesley Gore" "Marco have you ever date anyone before?" "No..." "Well why not? You're good looking" "They made fun of my freckles" "They're out of their mind" "Jean?" "Yea?" "Have you date anyone before you met me", there's no response from me. "No, we should probably get to bed now", the recording stopped. I start calling Sasha, "Pick up, pick up, pick up" "Hey Jean what's up?" "Are you and Connie available now? I really need to talk" "I'm available in an hour I'm out here practicing, I'll meet you at..." "My company, meeting room" "Alright then, see you in an hour", I put my phone aside and started driving.