Secret Desires.

His Wife.

    He carries me to the bedroom, and gently lays me on the bed. I stare into his eyes as he stands in front of my presence. His chestnut complexion glared in the red light, showing his tight muscles and smooth skin. I laid on my back as I put my legs into the air, granting him permission to enter. As he slips inside of me, my eyes roll into the back of my head as I clinch the sheets. His 9-inch stick of heaven turns me out each and every time I'm with him. He seductively nibbles on my neck, sliding in and out in a gradual routine. "Tell me you love me." He flirtatiously whispers into my ear in the midst of our sexual encounter. I release an intense scream along with a stream of my bodily fluids onto the bed. He smiles in pleasure as he picks up his pace. By now I'm seeing stars, and the possibility of having his child if he keeps this up. I tremble as he teases me, going deep only to quickly take it out. "Tell me you fucking love me!" On the last tease, he reaches my peak and tickles my G-spot, pushing his entire body into mine. "Drew, I LOVE YOU!" I scream out as he coddles my body in his arms.
Ring ring ring. Great, his wife's calling right when I get into the groove of shit. Drew quickly pulls out and gets himself together to answer the call. "Hey baby, you okay?" I nearly throw up in my mouth at the sight of his insecure gesture. He doesn't care about her like he pretends to, or else he wouldn't be in my bed exploring my nether regions. I hop up from the bed and head to the bathroom, dragging my feet in disappointment that I have to give him back to her. I lock myself in the bathroom, eavesdropping into Drew's conversation. He sits there and tells her white lies as if he isn't in my house cheating on her. The "I love you", the "I'll be home soon", and the "you're my only one" are quite repetitive when he's caught in his actions. I turn the shower on to drown out his deceitfulness, and light some candles around the bathroom to relax my mind. Why do I continue to be this sidepiece when I deserve better? Andrew Lovell Smith has been my entire world since our high school days, but I've subjected myself as his clandestine lover for over 2 years. I'm confused on what she has that I don't. I've done everything in my power to be his love, but nothing seems to work out for us. What makes it worse is that his irritating, bitch of a wife is unfortunately my "best friend".
I know, I know, I'm basically one of the worse friends a woman could ever have. Here I am, sexing the love of her life on a regular basis, all because I love him as well. For a man to come between a friendship is rather common these days, but I know Olivia would never expect it to happen to her. I hate this secretive love triangle that we're in, but for me to give Drew up is something my heart can't bare. Since I was a freshman, Drew has been the apple of my eye, the only man I've ever been in love with. How come he doesn't see how much I truly love him? Was I not good enough for his marriage? Fuck, here I go stressing myself out again. I sit in the middle of the tub floor and let the scorching hot water wash away my recent sins. Fidelity. It's a bitch, but a bitch that I can't avoid. I just love him beyond this world, and if sharing him with his wife, aka my best friend, is the only way I can have him by my side, then so be it.
     Soon there's a loud knock at the bathroom door that pulls me back into reality. "Ava baby you alright in there?". Look at him, being concerned about my wellbeing for once in his life. "I'm good, don't even wait up on me anymore." I reply nonchalantly. "I'm sorry she called but she real worried about me, I gotta leave before she start acting all psycho." Says Drew. "I'll text you tomorrow, okay? Ya' fine ass better not be mad either." I sigh at his attempt to make things seem okay. What we have going on will never be okay, not even in a parallel universe. I know for sure that Olivia's gonna call me complaining and sobbing, telling me yet another story about how Andrew came home at 3 in the morning. Then she's gonna tell me his infamous excuse, the "I fell asleep at my bro Kenneth's crib because I was mad at you" excuse. Let's not forget that after nearly 3 hours of crying, she'll learn to forgive him because "he would never cheat on his wife". I'm sick and tired of going through this shit, but the way I would never give up on Drew, Olivia would never give up on him as well. After all, that is his wife...