CORRECTIONS OF THE PAST

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(Zac and Fatima)
Round for round we went exploring every inch of each other's bodies. If I went left, Fatima went right and vice versa. Every kiss brought a shudder and every thrust a whimper from both our lips.  Finally exhausted Zac and Fatima hugged one last time with a quick kiss and went their separate ways.

As Fatima entered her car and quickly started it shame washed over her. She is a married woman with children who had mentally checked out a long time ago but never physically left. CHEATING was the root of her problems with her husband Ian and here she was doing the exact same thing he did. Fatima never expected to get her lick back she wasn't that type of person. In all honesty she went out to clear her mind because everything she was going through became overwhelming. But one thing led to another, and it was just chemistry that wouldn't let her walk away. Zac had done things to her body she never felt before, and the truth was she wanted him to do those things again and again and again...  He didn't even know her but somehow, he knew just what she needed, and he wasn't selfish giving it to her. Just thinking about Zac had Fatima blushing as her body instantly became hot. Trying to shake it off she rolled down the windows of her car hoping to mask the scent of another man and cool her body down from the sensations she was experiencing at the moment. She knew Ian would never smell another man on her because he was uninterested in her and rarely acknowledged her presence. They barely slept in the same bed and when they did it was on separate sides of the bed under different blankets and in Fatima's case with pajamas on so the lines wouldn't be crossed.

Zac on the other hand got into his car and started driving in the direction of his house when his CarPlay was interrupted by an incoming call from his wife Karen. Apprehensively he answered on the third ring.

Hello, Zac said as he rolled his eyes at the phone screen.

So, this what we doing? Is this what we are doing now Zac? Karen asked.

What do you want Karen? Zac said feeling the frustration starting to set in.

The more Karen went on the more Zac zoned out he wanted to get out of this marriage and fast he didn't know how much longer he could tolerate Karen before he snapped. Bringing his hand up to wipe his face Zac caught a whiff of Fatima on the arm of his shirt.

Damn you smell good, Zac said out loud forgetting he was on the phone with Karen.

Who smells good, Karen asked?

Zac: Huh, what are you talking about Karen?

Karen: Zac are you listening to me?? H E L L O ARE YOU THERE ZAC?

Zac: What Karen? What is it? I already said I'm on my way home.

Actually, that is not what you said but it better be what you're doing- Karen said as she hung up without waiting for a response.

Zachary Taylor better known as "Zac" is a 50-year-old 6"3 caramel complexion man who regularly works out. Keeps himself well groomed, waves for days, dimples so deep one would think a finger stayed poking them. Light hazel eyes with long eyelashes and eyes that always look "Misty". The kind of eyes that look into your soul urging you to ask to be fucked or at least make you feel like they do. A beard that was lined so precise it belonged in a magazine and a body that was sculpted to the God's. Zac had met and married Karen after dating for two years. Despite the ups and downs of the relationship Karen was the apple of Zachary's eyes. Whenever Karen did something or displayed a red flag and Zac's friends and family pointed it out, he would dismiss it. But after proposing to Karen Zac started to see her in a new light. He was working extra hard to make sure he gave her everything she wanted but with lack of sleep, longer working hours and a wedding bill that could easily be a down payment for a house Zac begin to notice a selfish side of Karen. For months Karen's selfishness weighed heavy on Zac, and he finally decided to call off their wedding. Noticing that Karen was more interested in the wedding than being a girlfriend or a fiancé. The day he decided to call off the wedding was the day Karen told him they were expecting and in true gentleman form he decided to give his family a chance.