His Mistress, Her Nightmare (COMPLETED)

Crossing the Line

***TWO MONTHS LATER (November)

Marcus and I have gotten so much closer. At first, it was hard trying to balance hanging with him and making sure Devin knows I'm still interested. I actually went all out, for his birthday, last month. He spent the night at my dorm and I woke him up, to breakfast in bed. I took him out to Six Flags. For some reason, he loves that place. I ran him a bath and I cooked dinner, while he relaxed, with wine. Zora said I was doing wifey stuff and I agree. It's all to make sure he still wants me to be his girl friend. Zora thinks I should just ask him. Truth is, I'm not sure if I'm ready. Marcus has come over at least once a week and we just talk and chill. If he wasn't married, I would've hopped on him already. He's actually coming over right now.

I open the door and let him in. Apparently his wife works night shifts now, so they barely see each other. I can't say I'm mad at that. "Hey, Princess." He says as he hugs me. He found a nickname for me and never let it go. "Hey." I laugh. He pulls a Victoria's Secret bag, from behind him and hands it to me. "What's this?" I ask. "It's Thanksgiving season and I'm thankful, for you." I couldn't help but smile. I open the bag and it's the prettiest group of panties I've ever seen. "Okay, how do you know my size?" I ask. I genuinely need to know. "I just know." He answers. "Do you like them?" "I do." There's like 10 of them. This is so inappropriate. A rush of guilt flows through my body.

I find myself going to the kitchen, for a shot of something. Anything. I felt myself catching feelings for him. Not because of the panties but the thoughtfulness, of everything he's done so far. I take two shots of Crown and head back to my room. "Where'd you go?" He asks. "Just needed to attend to something, in the kitchen." I lie. It then becomes apparent that he's sitting on my bed. I see myself laying him down and doing the unthinkable. "Shit." I accidentally say out loud. "What's wrong?" He asks. "Nothing." I lie again. I sit back down, on the bed and now we're face to face.

I make up something to talk about, so I can get my thoughts out of my head. Somehow we end up talking about love. "I wish I met you first, Charity." Marcus blurts out. "What?" I ask as if I didn't hear him the first time. "You are so beautiful, funny and so sweet. I like that." It makes me blush. By now, the shots have gotten good, in my system. He starts leaning toward me and I don't even stop him. Before I knew it, our lips lock. His lips are everything I've dreamed them to be. The kisses grow more and more intense, by the second. I let a soft moan, out of my lips and that was a mistake. He makes him grow even hungrier. He pulls me in his lap and our make out session gets hotter. He grabs my ass and pulls me even closer. One thing leads to another and I find myself fully naked, in front of him. He stares and admires my body and I do the same. I know this is wrong but right now, all I can think about is how he feels in me...

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I wake up with a headache. I felt so guilty, last night that I took a few more shots. I made sure he got home safely and I soaked in the tub. I haven't had sex in over a year and when I do, it's with a married man. It now becomes apparent that he readily had a condom. He must've planned this. Ugh. "Stupid ass girl." I say, to myself. Teyana is going to kill me, if I tell her. Fuck it, she doesn't need to know. Ughhh. I head to the kitchen and fix me a bowl of noodles. I need something warm, right now and I don't have soup. I'm going home, for thanksgiving, this week and I know Ella will want to be there. Her mom never cooks, for thanksgiving. I just want to be alone. I never even had sex with Devin but I had no problem giving Marcus the goods. He literally makes me melt.

I shake Marcus out of my head and eat my noodles. My phone rings and its Marcus. I don't want to talk to him. Once I don't answer, he texts me. Please talk to me, Princess. Ughh. He calls again. "What, Marcus?" I answer angrily. "What's wrong? I thought we had a good time, last night." "We did but.." "Then that's all that matters. I loved being able to express my love for you." My entire body shivers. Did he just say what I think he said? "I'm gonna go now. Please don't worry your pretty little head. Everything is okay." I groan and hang up. Last night was amazing but we can't do it again. Ever.

I throw on some clothes and head to Walmart. I stress shop, for snacks. I get there and head straight for the candy aisle. I make a left, down the aisle and I freeze in place. It's Jasmine. She's also here, for a snack run. Either Atlanta go smaller or they live near campus. There's no way that I should be seeing them, this often. She sees me and smiles a little. It forces me to pick back up my step. "Charity right?" She says. How does she even remember that? "Yes, that's me. How are you?" I ask. I can't tell her that I know her name and some other stuff that Marcus has told me either. "I'm good, just feeding my cravings." My eyes widen. "Oh no, I'm not pregnant." She laughs. I laugh with a sigh of relief. "Not that I don't want to. We're trying." She says happily. The guilt. "Aww, that's so nice." Whole time, I'm annoyed.

"You smell nice. What is that?" Jasmine asks me. "It smells familiar." "Oh it's Rihanna's perfume, from Victoria's Secret." As the words leave my mouth, I realize why it would smell familiar. I'm sure Marcus reeked of it, last night. "Hmmm. Well it's nice." "Thank you." I say awkwardly. "Well, see you around, since we're both always here." She says, as he goes to another aisle. I finally let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. FML. I grab M&Ms and sour worms and dash out of the aisle. Not looking where I'm going, I'm knocked off my feet. "Charity, you gotta stop this." I hear Marcus say. I just lay on the floor. Of course he's in here with his wife. He's not ashamed of stepping out. Maybe he does this often.

He holds his hand out, for me but I don't take it. He lifts me up, anyway. "She forgot M&Ms, so I was just coming to get her some. She said she saw you and I guess I see how that went." "It's fine." I say and brush past him. I speed walk to the self check out line and I basically rush the computer. I grab the bag and practically run outside. I'm jump in the car and speed off. You'd swear I was being chased by someone.