Open Marriage [PUBLISHED]

CHAPTER TWO: SPICE IT UP

IVY'S POINT OF VIEW

"My marriage is doomed." I breathed out in defeat, sulking on a bite of cheeseburger and bottle of Coke.

"It can't be that bad." My best friend's words, those exact words is what I have been holding on to, trying to escape the reality of it all.

"You are saying that because I haven't told you about this morning." Cleaning my mouth with tissue paper before I begin the dreadful story.

Oh, this morning.

In spite of the unforgettable embarrassment of last night, I didn't give up, I was going to bring the mountain to Muhammad.

I got in the shower with him, I mean that's the easiest way to get your man to have sex with you right? But it wasn't quite easy in my case.

It wasn't at all.

We are both naked, a quicke should surface even if he's rushing to work right? But guess what? My husband stood at the other end of the bathroom like he's going to lose his job if he had a minute sex with his wife.

Mind you, he owns the motherfucking company.

He rushed out of the bathroom, what's worse he gave me a friendly kiss on the forehead.

Who the fuck does that?

I don't want a fucking kiss on the forehead, I want him to take me on the bathroom wall, break my fucking back, make me scream but no, what did I get? A fucking kiss on the forehead.

"Holy shit." Meghan said in between laughs, she's mocking me.

Meghan Morgan has been my best friend for as long as I can remember, the only friend I have. She doesn't believe in marriages, she doesn't want to get married but she'll rather be a baby mama.

Megan has two beautiful girls for two different celebrity hotties, I'm not proud to say it but my best friend lives on child support.

She's mocking me now because she has tried to drag me into her belief system years back, which is impossible to do. I'm a sucker for love plus if I tell my Latina mother I don't want to get married, I'll find my self in the church getting delivered by Father Mario Luis.

"Stop that." I mumbled in shame, taking another bite of my Cheese Burger, I closed my eyes savoring the taste in a dramatic way, my jaw moving up and down in slow motion.

"Girl, you might don't want to hear this but Cole is shagging another punani." I immediately lost my appetite, dropping it on my plate.

I thought about it for a second and I came to an immediate conclusion.

Not possible.

"Cole would never do that, he'll never hurt me. We love each other." Cole and I have known each other for a very long time before our marriage, he was my high school sweetheart, my first boyfriend, my first love, my first everything and I'll make sure he's my last.

"Then how would you explain, no sex in months." She smirked. I'm short of words, so I didn't say a thing.

"I can't but it's going to happen today with your help." I smirked.

I'm coming for you Cole James.

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"Thanks." I smiled at Cole's secretary before making my way to Cole's door. I took a deep breath, making a silent prayer.

God, please let my husband screw me. I mentally slapped my self, that doesn't sound right. I muttered a quick plea of forgiveness before opening the door, entering my husband's office.