After Hours

Part Four

Austin

"Brooklyn please, let me fuck you one more time." I escape from Jason in order to find his wife. Not very 'friendly' of me but who cares. I've been obsessing over this woman for months now.

"Austin, you said that last time; it never ends with us." She says annoyingly. God, she looks so gorgeous. She's wearing a sky-blue dress that fits her body wonderfully. It's the perfect length, not to short, but not too long that I can't sneak my hand up her thigh.

"Brook, why does it have to end... I want you, so fucking bad. I want to feel you again. I want to hear you scream my name to the top of your lungs while I fuck the shit out of you." I whisper into her ear. Her face turns a light shade of pink, I know she feels the same.

"Fuck someone's coming stand back!" She quickly sits down in her office chair.

"Brooklyn!" I hear an annoyingly familiar voice while she knocks on the door. It's none other than the pain of my existence. My wife.

"Hey Rylie, what's up girl?" Brooklyn replies while shooting a glare to me.

"Well, I was wondering, would you wanna have a girl's night since our husbands are going drinking?" Shit. This isn't good. Brook is a great liar though; no way Rylie could get to her.

"I- Um, I have to talk to Jason but that sounds like fun. Thank you for the invite, Rylie. I'll get back to you." Allison's eyes keep matching with mine.

"Classy, Rylie. Always wanting to 'one up' me, aye?" I sigh in annoyance. Rylie and I have never truly been perfect. The sex has always been good, but that's the only good thing. With Brooklyn, it's like she truly gets me. Lying in bed with her feels soothing, like it's meant to be. That's something i've never even felt with Rylie.

"Grow up, Austin. Please, this is embarrassing. I simply want to have a good night out with my best gal!" Rylie sarcastically remarks. Ah yes, the girl bond between my wife and mistress is quite confusing. However, I get to see Brook more, so I go along with it.

She mouths the words "Fuck off" and storms out. She's such a little brat who never listens. Unlike Brooklyn who submits to my every wish, even if she pretends not to.

"You're not going out with her." I say firmly placing my hand on her desk.

"And why not? Aren't you going out with my husband?" She smirks as she puts her things in her bag.

"That's fucking different, and you know it. I want to see you tonight." I place my hand in the small of her back and pull her close.

"Text me when you leave the bar, i'll be at our spot, waiting for you." She sighs. I smirk to myself, knowing so have the most perfect women wrapped around my finger.

"Wear red for me, I love seeing you in it." I peck her cheek and walk out of her office, giving her a lusting glare.

Rylie

I open my phone to see a text notification from Brooklyn.

"Hey GF, staying home tonight. Really tired. See you tomorrow!! 💋"

Well, that was disappointing. I was looking forward to a night out with Brook. She's the closest thing I have to a friend here in NY, even know she's a little too flirty with Austin in my opinion.

With the constant arguing with Austin lately it seems I can never do anything right in his opinion. I try and I try to make him happy, but it never works. The more I try to be close to him, the more he pushes me away.