Feb. 3 | 20:27
"Fuck! Fuckk! Fuuuckk!".
Her head was pushed into the mattress of the bed as the man behind her repeatedly pushed in and out.
"Shittt, you tight as fuck", he said, out of breath from the previous four rounds.
"It's tight for you daddy", the woman said as an attempt to be sexy but was shut up when her throat was roughly grabbed causing her to lift up.
"Say shit to anyone and I'll kill you bitch", he grunted as he felt his release approaching him.
Instead of replying, Yvette let out a string of moans as she felt herself at her peak.
Kieran's strokes started to get sloppy and soon he also came.
Heavy breathing filled the room and the smell of sex was evident.
Almost instantly, Yvette fell asleep and Kieran sighed heavily, realising what he'd gotten himself into for the past five months.
It was like he was stuck where he was and he didn't want to do anything that would cause Yvette to reveal their affair, jeopardising his marriage.
Even though, he had already ruined it.
Not only that, but the woman who it was with too.
But he was quite content as they both agreed to not say anything.
You could say he was pussy whipped as he didn't walk away and you could say Yvette was dickmatized.
Kieran was about to freshen up in the toilet but paused in his tracks when his phone vibrated on the bedside table.
His wife, Tamara's, contact name flashed across the screen and he debated on whether he should answer it or not.
Going with his mind, he slid the banner and put the device to his ear.
"Hello", he heard, once he didn't speak.
The older man stuttered a little, looking at his sister asleep before going into the bathroom, "-Hey baby, good evening. How are you?".
"Good evening baby, I'm good. You didn't call me all day today", her voice sounded like she expected a call and Kieran face palmed, remembering he promised to call her 3 hours ago when she texted him.
"Oh, my bad. You know how it is with work and all".
"I had thought you'd be busy. How was it? You still haven't told me what it's for".
Kieran froze trying to make something up, "It was alright. I want to tell you baby but it's highly confidential. I don't want to overstep boundaries".
Kieran worked as a lawyer at a popular firm that had over 15 offices around the country. Hence why it was easy to make up a lie and come to Atlanta.
It wasn't particularly his choice to fly here but Yvette insisted they had.
For her obvious stalker reasons.
