The Neighbor's Wife
[The Final Part]
Glancing down on the left corner of my laptop time seemed to be flying by so quick, it was already five in the afternoon and I haven't showered at all. All the works sent to me today was half done and I decided that would be all for today, I've still got some time later to finish them.
I first shut it off and slid it into its bag, popped my knuckles and stretched out weirdly. For sure Billie would be home late again like yesterday and she'd be straight to bed. I should have known what happened on Thursday was only a onetime thing, once in a blue moon. I should guard myself, properly this time but then I knew as soon as our lips met that guard would be crumbling down to my feet and turning into fine ashes. It was no use.
Shutting my eyes and exhaling deeply, I let all those thoughts to exit my body along with my breath, it was like refreshing my mind. My shoulders fell from its tense position and rotated my neck clockwise then counter clockwise 'till I felt the ease.
I long warm bath would be soothing and ideal right now so here I am, walking to the bathroom and starting the to fill the bathtub with warm water. Pouring the scented bath soap in, I couldn't help but to close my eyes and the next thing I knew was the blonde's face appearing in my head. She had those coffee coloured eyes looking through her curtain of lashes curled nicely. She was the epitome of beauty, those lines, couple of blemishes and freckles were nothing. Her lips were lusciously pink as always and possessing the side smirk I had fallen for.
My body then realized how much I wanted and needed her at the same time when my skin got soaked. Like it all shivered through me, I felt the ache and lust teaming up together and building an insatiable swirl of feeling in my abdomen. The scent of the bubble bath I poured in didn't help at all to forget, nonetheless it was making me remember her, the vanilla scent clinging to the air. God, I never knew how much of a sinner I was until our paths crossed.
She was like a drug I couldn't get enough of. The purity of my soul was tinted with my desire of her and only her touch could tend it. She might as well be the fallen angel, too alluring and gentle but at the same time would push you to do bad things. Those eyes may look pure and innocent but you hadn't seen anything like it once she was hovering you and pounding deep in your core, just then you'd see the golden flecks brimming her pupils.
Now here I am, stuck for the rest of the week with a married woman whom I starting to develop some serious feelings for.
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Looking for the last time to examine my reflection I noticed how much weight I've gained for the last couple of months. I wasn't fat-looking just right, I had some real muscles now underneath this sensitive skin. It felt a lot better actually and I knew that was because of her, she was taking care of me. Something no one had ever done for me since I left home. I smiled at the thought of her continuing to tie my hair back so I could go out and do my late afternoon run.
After going around the park so several rounds I felt the satisfying ache seeping in my body, the exhaustion combining with awful hunger was really getting in to me. When I got back to my apartment I took off my running shoes followed by my running shorts and the sheer jacket leaving me with the panties on and sport bra.
I was brisk with my movements, shortly I have prepared myself with dinner just chicken nuggets and left over mashed potato that I reheated. As I ate, I kept thinking about her, the things she do currently, what was on her mind, was she tired, did she already have her dinner? Was there someone making her smile? Shit I think I'm going crazy.
