Info - cheating, married too young, mention of sexual things
I knew it was so wrong, and I would hate if this was done to me, but he was so irresistible. I walked normally through the hotel lobby. I didn't want to look suspicious. I held my trench coat a bit closer.
I finally got to the elevator and pressed the button many times. I just wanted to be in his arms. I wondered if it was safe to take off my large sunglasses. I never wore the same pair out that I wore to him. If the world knew he was a cheater his career would suffer and I wanted him happy over all.
If I was what made him happy he could damn well have me. I did wish we could be in the open. It killed me when I saw him with her at every award show. Yes, he'd always take me to the restroom and giving me wild head, but I'd love to be on his arm. I would to be his Offcial partner.
He said if he was given a chance to do it all over again he'd wait for me. He thought he'd never feel the way he felt with me. He said she didn't even compare, but she was his wife because he'd gotten married too young.
"You're here," he gasped, gathering me in his arms.
"My Timothée," I said holding his face.
"Darling do you think anyone saw?"
"No, no, now, does she suspect?" I asked.
"Not a thing. She doesn't know my heart and cock belong to another," he said earnestly.
"Oh take me," I breathed. He was kissing me furiously then.
