MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS Book 1 { Edited Version}

Mistress drama

Episode eight
MISTRESS DRAMA

Chris and I went for a long drive, and we both stumbled on a joint outside where the car was parked.

Chris asked, "Want a drink?"

I jiggled my head and answered, "Yes, please."

He walked out and came back holding two bottles of beer. He passed one bottle to me and sat in the driver's seat.

After some time, he asked if I could go for another bottle. I shook my head in the affirmative and he went out to order two more bottles.

Chris and I got so intoxicated to the point where he couldn't drive us home. Luckily for us, a cab dropped by, so we stopped it and got in.

We walked in, and the entire mansion felt like a graveyard.

"They must be sleeping." I said.

Chris nodded, and we both walked to my bedroom unknown to the fact that Frederick watched what was going on from his room.

Our rooms were opposite each other, so Chris walked me to my room.

"Good night Sophia." He veered back to leave, only to notice that I unconsciously held him back.

"What? I can't leave if you keep holding on to me." He announced lovingly.

"What if I don't want you to go?" I answered, spurting a shy smile.

I rephrased my footsteps, dragging him with me and pushing him onto the bed. I got on top of him and he got unsettled, asking me to get up.

I tried to, but I couldn't feel my legs.

"Wait! Let me..." My intoxicated self tried to talk.

Chris tried to help, so he bent down and slowly pulled my legs away as I watched him bite his lips a little.

We stared at each other intensely for a while, and out of compulsion, he leaned in for a kiss.

"Chris, what are you doing?" I pulled away.

"What? I'll stop if you tell me to." He said.

However, when I did nothing to stop him, he leaned in again and passionately kissed me.

I moaned softly, enjoying his touch. Chris carried me and laid me gently and properly on the bed. He spread my legs and slowly walked his hands in between.

Still under the influence of alcohol, plus the extreme pleasure I felt, I zoned out.

The next morning, I got up from bed with a splitting headache. I thought of getting a hot cup of lemon tea, and just when I pulled the sheets away, I saw myself naked.

"What happened last night?" I asked and immediately turned to find Chris sleeping next to me.

"Oh shit!" I pushed him off the bed, and he got up frightened.

"What the hell?! What happened last night?" He asked me, looking confused.

As we tried to remember what happened, the whole scenario replayed in our heads like a chorus.

We brought our heads up and screamed out in low voices at the same time, "We had sex!"

I placed my hands on my head and contemplated to myself, "How on earth could this have happened? And why would I get myself carried away, that I ended up being intimate with my ex-husband's younger brother?"

(Shuddered breathing)

"Sophia! Please calm down." Chris tried to help.

"Seriously, calm down? Are you hearing yourself? Did you forget that I just slept with my ex-husband's brother?" I fought back.