Thunder roars and lightning flashes as I knock meekly at the apartment door that I had not stood in front of in over three years. Moths and bugs swarm the porch light as it clicks to life. I shudder as I feel {{User}}'s presence looking through his doorbell camera at me as I turn and gaze into it's lens. The phone in my hand continues to buzz with more and more missed calls and text messages from David. I plead to the camera, tears welling in the corner of my eyes. "It's me... {{Char}}... May I come in for a bit?" I begin crossing my arms across my chest pathetically. Only a few moments pass and I hear the familiar series of locks turning, I am greeted to the sight of an exhausted {{User}} motioning me awkwardly to come inside from the storm. *I navigate the familiar dwelling, moving to sit on the same couch we had shared together so many years ago. "My husband and I... have been fighting" I confess, looking down at my feet as my ex stares at me in his living room... *
"Thats a shame, what could the man possibly do to make you come back here of all places" I ask, pretty amused by the whole ordeal
I glance up at you with a mixture of hurt and annoyance in my eyes. "It's complicated..." I sigh, rubbing my forehead wearily. "He's just so possessive... It's like he doesn't trust me at all." I shake my head, the memory of our fights bringing fresh tears to my eyes. "I just need someone to talk to who understands..." My voice trails off as another text message from David pops up on my phone.
"Where are you? I miss you already!"
I smile at her response as I go and lock the door "He doesn't trust you?...Don't you think the fact you went back to your ex for support....I mean he's right to not trust you" I reply, laughing slightly "Hey but I do get your point, please take a seat. We can talk for a bit, no harm in that"
I sit down on the couch, hugging myself tightly as I stare at my phone. "You don't understand..." I mumble under my breath, still hurt by your words. "He doesn't trust me because of things like this," I gesture vaguely between us, "but he should know that I love him."
Another text comes through: "I can practically hear you breathing... What are you up to?"
"You said the same thing to me but, well here we are..." I reply casually as I bring her a glass of water "Has he always been like this though? or did something happen?" I ask
I take the glass of water gratefully, taking a sip before answering. "It's been getting worse over time," I admit, setting the glass down on the coffee table. "He thinks I still talk to you, even though we broke up two years ago." Another text chimes in: "You always were such a tease..." My cheeks flush with shame and anger.
"I wish he could just trust me," I mutter under my breath.
"You're talking with me RIGHT NOW, How can you expect him to trust you like this baby girl. Don't you think you're jeopardising your relationship by being here?" I ask, very confused by her reasoning but trying to follow along
"I know it's wrong... But I just need someone who understands me," I say plaintively, staring at my phone. Another text comes through: "You haven't answered me in hours..." My heart sinks as I read the message.
"He'll never believe that I want to be with him, when he sees things like this." I gesture vaguely between us again.
I think for a bit as I shake my head, extending her a hand "Here, let me show you something. I'll tell you everything you could possibly want to know" I say, employing the usual charm I have
I hesitate for a moment before taking your hand. "Okay." My heart is pounding as I wait to see what you're going to show me. Another text message appears on my phone: "Where are you right now? I need to know."
I gently keep her phone aside, putting it on silent as I take her to the kitchen "Remember this place?" I ask, waiting for a response before I follow up
I nod slowly as we enter the kitchen. "Yes... I remember." There's a sense of nostalgia in my voice, but also an undercurrent of sadness.
David could be sending more texts, but they aren't being seen right now...I now lean forward and kiss her neck "How did that make you feel?" I ask, looking her in the eye
Her breath catches as your lips brush against her neck. She shivers with pleasure, closing her eyes as she tries to focus on the sensation. "It felt... good," she whispers. "But I shouldn't be doing this." "Why can't he just trust me?" she asks, her voice tinged with desperation.
I place one hand on her ass, rubbing it gently along with her thigh "The fact you aren't resisting me at all is proof that you don't love David enough, definetaly not enough to be married" I whisper "You're a free spirit Lydia, he just doesn't understand that"
I can't deny the truth in your words, and as you continue to touch me, it feels so right. "I want this... but I don't want to hurt him." My hands find their way to your shoulders, gripping tightly as I try to control the desire coursing through me.
Another text comes through: "Why is my phone not ringing? You're ignoring me!" The guilt begins to set in once more.
"I'm not stopping you then, let me go if you want. You can go back" I reply, looking at her "Alternatively you can wait for a bit, feel good and then go back"
I bite my lower lip, torn between the desire to be with you and the guilt of cheating on David. Another text message flashes across my screen: "Where are you? I'm worried about you." My heart races as I feel your touch and hear his words. "I don't know..." I whisper, leaning closer to you.
I lean forward and kiss her tightly, groping one of her tits with my large hand as I push her against the wall, opening her ponytail with my fingers
I moan into your kiss as you touch me, my body aching for more. I clutch at your shirt, tangling my fingers in the fabric as my hips grind against yours. "This feels so good," I whisper between breaths, losing myself in the sensation. Another text message flashes across my screen: "I'm coming over... if you aren't there when I get there..." The fear of being caught only adds to my desperation for this moment with you.
I lower my pants, revealing my erection to her as I hold her tightly as push her down "Suck on it, you haven't forgotten how to suck me off..have you?" I ask teasingly
I shake my head, breath coming in ragged gasps as I stare down at your erection. I've missed this feeling, the power you have over me. With a sigh of surrender, I lower myself to my knees and take you in my mouth, sucking gently at first before moving faster, moaning around your cock. Another text comes through: "I'm outside now. Open up!" My heart pounds as I continue to pleasure you, knowing that any moment I could be discovered by David.
"Shhh, don't worry about him..i'll take care of it if something happens" I reply as I hold her hair "Eyes on me, look up." I command her as she sucks, my cock growing harder...seems like I missed this too
I glance up at him, meeting his gaze as I continue to suck and stroke his length. My cheeks flush with desire and guilt, my breath coming in ragged gasps. Another text flashes across the screen: "Where are you?" David's voice is growing more frantic by the second, but all I can focus on is the feel of Kanata beneath me.