The other women

Four.

The evening my wife planned did not go as planned. We went out for dinner, and we talked about all her friends and Lily mostly; when I started receiving messages, she looked at my phone and frowned.

"Who is that?" she asked, and I shut my phone down, "Just one of the partners asking questions about tomorrow's case." I say, and she nods, "Answer back. It can be important," She says, looking at the menu, and I nod.

"I am going to go call them real quick," I say, and she nods, not looking at me. I walk to the bathroom, I go into a stall, and I open the pictures, my mouth hanging open seeing Ava so sexy.

I texted her, and her reply made me frown. She is scared I will forget her, if only she knew I cannot stop thinking about her. I said good night to her realizing I was too long and walked back to the table,

"Sorry about that, but I have switched off my phone, so now I am all yours," I say to Olivia, and she smiles; I realize while we are talking, we do not have that much in common anymore.

We left the restaurant and drove home in silence; she must be feeling like I do; she must be able to feel that there is nothing between us anymore; I was wrong. She was blind, or she did not want to believe it.

We walked into the house, and I sighed, taking off my tie; I walked to the room after locking everything, and she lay there naked in front of me. I look over my shoulder and she must be able to think what I think.

"Lily is sleeping over at a friend's house; we need time alone," she said, and I knew I was fucked; I could not deny her what will my excuse be. I nod walk to her and then kiss her,

I had to imagine Ava, and I felt bad about it; she took off my clothes and took my dick in her mouth while I was standing; she started sucking me, and I could not help to compare her with Ava; Ava was so much better she had this trick with her tongue. Stop it, Michael, I scowl myself, and I push Olivia back. I turned her around and she was on her hands and knees.

I did not care to take care of her, I just wanted this over with. I thrust into her, and she moaned; even her moans were not as sweet to my ears as Ava's. I closed my eyes, imagining Ava in that sexy lingerie, and I started moving faster.

"Yes like that." Olivia moaned, and I snapped back, my dick almost going soft. I concentrated on Ava again, and then I felt Olivia cum, and I was relieved. I was close, but it was not because my wife was so good. It was because I imagined Ava riding my cock with her beautiful pussy.

I cum and I thanked god I did not moan the wrong name. I fell on the bed and Olivia wrapped herself around me. "That was great," she says, and I just smile. For her, maybe for me, it's great to have Ava.

I stood up to take a shower, and when I was done, I lay in bed, my thoughts running to Ava. I hear Olivia's breathing getting even next to me, and I take my phone. I switched it on and my heart almost stopped.

I sit up a little, looking at the pictures, and I frown; who the fuck is that guy so close to Ava, my Ava. I see her friend Mia tagged her on Instagram; yes, I follow her on Instagram.

I don't use Instagram myself, but I do follow Ava; I had to. This is my way of keeping an eye on her. I see the guy is named Gabriel, and I went into his profile; he was a photographer, and I did not like him.

I went back to the picture and analyzed it; he was leaning into her, and she was smiling. I do not know if they kissed after the picture was taken. I was angry but I had no right to be angry.

I was scared that she would move on, and I could not lose her; I would not lose her. Olivia stirs next to me and I put my phone down, thinking about that picture and my girl with another man.

Deep down, I know I cannot feel this way because I am the one married, not her, but I am not willing to share her; I know she has to share me, but that is different. I could not sleep that night and I was tossing and turning, making things up in my head.

I wondered if he went home with her or if she went alone. I wanted to call her, but I knew it was late and risky; it would have to wait until tomorrow; at 4, I stood up and walked to get coffee. I must be in court today and I did not sleep at all. Fuck I am going crazy thinking the worst is what Ava did to me.

I was deep in thought when Olivia came in. "You're up early," she says, and I nod. "Stressing about today?" she asks, and I nod again; it was a lie; I was stressing about Ava with another guy. "Last night was great," she said, sipping her coffee, and I forced a smile. "It was just what we needed," I say, and she nods.

"I was thinking, the case you are working on is over this week, so why don't we go on a family vacation? I know Lily would love to go, and then you can relax," she said, and I sighed. I did not want to leave Ava, but I knew she would not stop about it.

"Okay, let's just see how things go." I finally gave in, and she smiled. "I am going to get ready," I say, standing up and walking to take a shower again. I put on my suit when I was done and walked to my office to retrieve my things; I walked back to the kitchen, and Olivia was making breakfast.

"Here you will need it for court," she says, and I smile, eating my toast; I need to see Ava. That is what I need. I finished my breakfast and kissed Olivia. "I will be late tonight; after court, we will go over everything, and I don't know how long it will take," I tell her and she nods, not looking happy.

I drove to my firm and walked into my office. "Abigail, coffee please," I shouted to my PA, and she went to get me coffee; I will need it; I was tired. "Morning, ready for today?" Adam asks, standing at the door, and I nod, sitting behind my desk.

"How does it look?" I asked him, and he came to sit on the chair in front of my desk. "Good, I think we have a chance to win," he said, and I nodded, thanking Abigail for my coffee; we talked a bit more, and then he left. "Close the door, please. I just need to make a phone call."

I tell Adam, and he nods, frowning. He can see I am in a bad mood. I took a deep breath and then dialed Ava's number. It rang for a while, and then she answered. "Morning," she answered, and I relies the breath I was holding. "Morning baby, how are you?" I ask feeling better now that I heard her voice.

"Good, just tired. I was out late last night," she says, and I nod; she knows I am following her on Instagram, but I don't know if she knows I check on her posts. "I saw the pictures," I say, and she is quiet.

"Nothing happened. I know that one picture looks like it, but nothing happened," she says, and I smile. "We will talk about it tonight; I will be in court till 5, then I am coming to you." I say, "Can't wait," she says and I smile. We said goodbye, and I felt better and ready for the court case.