Always loved You

Morning in Paradise

Running, I was running as fast as I could back home. My chest started to burn up and my ears felt hot. My clothes were soiled. Soiled not only in sex stains but in lies and infidelity. I did the one thing that I begged my husband, Philip never to do to me. If what I did ever gets out, my marriage, my career, my credibility. It's all gone. Everything that I worked for would be gone. All because I cheated on my husband.
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(8 Hours Earlier)

*BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP*
My alarm clock went off at exactly 7:30. I had forgotten to shut it off the day before since I was off today. I crept out of bed and quickly hit the snooze button, careful not to wake Philip. I turned around to check if it had woke him but luckily it didn't.

"Might as well make breakfast"

I thought as I slowly made my way to the kitchen.
Philip was worth getting up early on a free day. He made me feel loved, I never had to ask for affection. He'd give it to me happily.

My mind fantasized about last night. Last night was the second time we've had sex ever since our wedding night last month. We were thinking about starting a family...at least that's what his "innocent" excuse was to sleep with me. That innocent look was just a cover. Philip's a freak in the sheets. The way he touched me, it was all so....
*FIZZZZZZZ* I turned off the stove before the eggs I was making burnt.

My dumb fantasy of Philip almost cost us our brand new cherry wood kitchen. But I couldn't help myself. Even before we were a couple, I knew I wanted him. He was the guy everyone wanted to be with, someone completely out of your league that you can't help but wish you could call yours.

The day came when I finally told him. Turned out he felt the same way about me. I was utterly shocked and confused. Hearing that almost made me afraid of being with him. It was too good to be true! I mean, imagine a celebrity falling in love with you? (He's not a celebrity, Just celebrity level. S E X Y!!)

We dated for about 2 years when he proposed, I made him swear never to cheat on me for someone more his type. I know there's women dying to be with him, I don't want to be hurt because for me, divorce isn't an option.

The pain would be the equivalent of well....heartbreak. Which is something I haven't experienced since I stopped loving my childhood friend of over 10 years. I knew I wasn't his type, but what that dickhead did was just plain cruel.

"Oh shit", I thought when I felt tears filling my eyes. The thought of Harry-Jeff always got me emotional. When I was a kid, I thought of him as superman, my one and only. I literally thought I'd spend my life with him even though we were a year apart and just just friends. 😕 He was my kryptonite or in other words my weakness.

That asshead made me weak but Philip, Ohhhhh... Philip did something that no other man could do. He made me wet. 💦.

I could almost feel him whisper how much he loved me while rubbing my waist, his fingers crawling towards my boobs.

"Wait a minute. "

I spun around to see Philip behind me lunging for my lips. I leaned in for a peck but judging by his intensity, he wanted to deepen the kiss. I dropped the apron and grabbed his face with both hands.

"Philip, you're going to be late for work" I said pulling from his hold.

"Can't go to work until I finish this job" he replied. His eyes hungry for more.
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