The Wrong Wife

August.01.2017

19:45pm

A few weeks has passed in the James household without much talking. The incident of their sex encounter left them tense. Brad felt guilt eating him up from the inside but he couldn't seem to bring himself to apologize to his wife.

Hannah was making dinner the next day and she couldn't quite say she regretted it but she was not content. She found herself day dreaming more and more about her husband. They never talked about the incident but in some way Hannah felt alive, felt like a woman.

It was safe to say that Hannah was starting to love her husband, she was certain she was attracted to him. He was a fine man. She noticed that he still didn't talk to her but at least he hasn't yelled at her in a while. That was a big improvement. 

"Dinner is ready" Hannah anounced to her husband of  five months. Brad had changed into sweatpants and a t-shirt but his wife was still looking great even if it was only the two of them. 

They sat opposite each other as always.

"How was your day?" Brad asked his wife for the first time since they got married. Hannah's heart nearly stopped. Had she imagined the question? Was she hallucinating because it's very unlikely that her husband would ask her. 

In the first month of their marriage,she had tried to extract a conversation from him but would end in him yelling at her and throwing dishes around so she had given up. 

"I asked about your day" Brad said getting annoyed that his wife was ignoring her. 

"I uh..I'm sorry,I thought it was my imagination,I wasn't expecting it and you took me by surprise" Hannah said. She looked at her husband who kept staring at her when she realized she hadn't answered his question. She blushed red and swallowed hard.

"It was fine thank you, how was yours?" 

"Mine was ok, spend the whole day in the office . What did you do?" 

Hannah was surprised by the other question again since she would think this was the most her husband has talked to her when he wasn't yelling and calling her names.

"I'm, the usual, cleaning and cooking" Hannah whispered lowly

"You didn't go out?" 

",No, I usually go out once a week for groceries otherwise no" 

"I'm sorry" Brad apologized to his wife. "for everything, yelling , calling you names. It wasn't good of me. I realized we both were forced into this situation and you're a victim too" 

Hannah did not know what she could say. She was stunned. Brad talking to her was surprising but apologizing was another thing. She was blushing so hard she was positive she looked like a ripe tomato. She couldn't do anything other than nod.

"And im sorry I called you a ...a slut...I uh..just had it in my head that you were ..that..so I can hate you. " Brad continued "and I'm sorry I was rough on you .when . .I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your first time" 

"It was good" Hannah surprised herself with those words. Brad found himself smiling knowing he made her feel good. 

"If you want, I can make it up to you and do it proper"  Hannah's eyes widened. 

"You want to have sex with me again?" 

"Uh, if you want, I mean, it's only fair since we're married, I shouldn't deprive you of that ,if you want"  Hannah was speechless. 

"Yeah, umm ok.ok" 

"Tomorrow I have lunch with other board members and they're bringing thier wives. Would you want to come? " Brad asked his wife on a date for the first time. 

"Of course,it will be nice to be out" Brad only nodded and stood up from his chair. 

"Thanks for dinner, it was good as always" he Said and Hannah's heart sored by the compliment. 

"You're welcome " 

That night Hannah spend a few hours cleaning up with a smile on her face. 

Meanwhile Kathy was knocking on Donna Jame's front door. She couldn't stand to let her sister stay married with her dream husband. What she didn't know is Donna and her parents were the cause of all this.