An Adulterer's Price

A Night Not Remembered

December 20, 2014

9:30AM

Michael Jackson

The dull, throb pulsating in my head got more and more intense as I began to wake up. I felt a source of heat against my chest and realized I was holding a body next to mine. I tried to open my eyes, squinting for a few seconds as I gathered my surroundings. A very naked body... I began trying to recall the night before but couldn't remember nothin' past Randy's new bartender friend asking me if she needed to call me a taxi and a woman's voice telling her no, that she would take me home.

There was a big mess of curly brown hair hiding the woman's face, but when I pulled the sheets back... Mmm, a body of a goddess! A smooth slender back complete with them two sexy dimples was facing me. My eyes continued to travel downward.

Dayum! Now that's wife worthy ass right there!

Her perfect tan skin looked as soft as a baby's. Before I could reach out and touch her, I felt my stomach twist up, my mouth watered, and I leapt from the bed with urgency to handle my hangover business. After about ten minutes of clinging to the toilet seat, I started down the stairs where I found a trail of my own clothing starting with my boxer on the first step, down to my outerwear that lay on the couch.

Her bra was sitting on my coffee table. A strapless, sexy little black piece size 32 B.

Not bad, not bad... Anything more than a handful is a waste. I continued on into the kitchen to hurry some food into my system to soak up the rest of this alcohol. I still felt a little buzzed. That bartender was hookin' us up! Randy's swag musta been on point!

I stopped short. I should be courteous and wake the lady first and see if she wanted breakfast too. On my way back towards the stairs I noticed something I hadn't before. Right in front of the front door, lay a red satin dress in a pile. A few feet away was a gold clutch.

I walked hesitantly towards the objects like I thought they was finna get hostile. I picked up the clutch and dropped it like a hot potato when I saw the logo. Prada?! Aw, hell... I ain't gonna be able to afford this bitch. Let me go kick her out right now... It was open and I could see a few cards that were half slid out from when I dropped it. The first card I pulled was a driver's license face down, I flipped it over slowly...

Melendez                    EXP 02/14/2016

Liliana Avila               DOB 02/14/1990

SEX F WGT 110lb

HGT 5'03 EYES BRO

My heart dropped into my feet. Hell to the fuck nah...

*The Night Before*

10:45PM

Liliana Melendez

After the prize drawing and everyone had their gifts opened and hauled away, the place began to clear out and a panic began to stir within me. If I lost him tonight without getting at least his full name, the chances of seeing him again may not be until the next company event which wasn't until spring.

I spotted him and his friend sitting at the bar casually as if they were in no hurry to leave. My husband was making plans with another man to walk up the street to the famous whiskey brewery. Any other time I would be depressed that he would rather drink tonight than to have a quiet rest of the night with his wife, but right now... that sounded perfect. I encouraged him even to go ahead and that Jose would take me to my sister's so that I could spend the night with her and not be lonely.