Being in tune with self is hard to do. I wonder if she would call me a hoe and ridicule me once she's finds out about this but it feels to good to stop. It's almost like a high that continually calls my name. I'm highly addicted and I'm completely aware. This man makes me feel in so many mays. We've surpassed the "fucking" and now we make love.
Sensual, compassionate, and effortless love. He takes me to levels of ecstasy I didn't know existed. It's like I'm trapped in a reoccurring dream that's euphoria but once reality surfaces I'm hit with the consequences and aftermath of the wrongful things we did. I silently tear apart as my thoughts make me deteriorate and I slip into a depression. This isn't me it never was... I don't do these types of things. He has a wife and I'm sleeping with him. A wife that I see will give him an arm and leg if he asked. I feel horrible pursuing this relationship but he's my drug and I'm addicted.
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The maid
FanfictionChris a married and successful businessman hires a maid to please the requests of his wife maya. But he didn't know she would be so tempting.... will the lord forgive him for his sins Story about lust, temptation, and secrets