When I woke up, I took me a few moments to catch my bearings. The light was still turned on in my bedroom. I turned my head to look at the clock on my night table. Thankfully, getting up was still a long way away.
Only then did I realize I was alone. I looked around the room to be sure and there was no sign of Marcus. I was both relieved and disappointed. Relieved in that Kevin would see him leaving, disappointed as it means I had passed out during all the fun.
I looked down at myself. My legs were hanging off the side of the bed and I could see the dried sweat on my body. I let out a sigh of contentment as well as annoyance. I knew I had to move.
Slowly I sat up. When I finally was up, my head started to spin, and a headache started to form. I rubbed my head and slowly stood up. My legs wobbled a bit and I reached out and grabbed my dresser to hold myself up.
I went to the washroom and filled up a glass with water and quickly downed it. I went to open the mirror to grab some pain killers but was distracted by what I saw.
My hair was a mess from all the sweat. It was matted down in some areas and sticking up at others. Memories of Marcus taking me while looking in the mirror flashed in my mind. I could help but smile at the thought.
The thought distracted me from the headache for a moment, but then the pain returned. I opened the mirror and grabbed the bottle of pain killers. I took two and another drink of water.
I walked back to the bedroom and saw the mess that was my bed. Again, I smiled at the memories from just a few hours ago. I thought about changing the sheets but did not have the energy.
I walked over and turned off the light to the room and turned back towards the bed. As I did, I saw a light flashing on my phone. I crawled into bed and reached over and picked it up. When I turned it on, I saw there was a message from Marcus. I could not help but smile as I opened it.
"You went out of it just as things were getting good." The message said. "Even though you were going, you said not to stop so I did not. I left some cream in there to for that fire you had burning! And left some pills so you do not have a surprise in a few months. Lol!"
"Such a gentleman to keep going." I typed back. "Thank you for that and the pills!"
I went to put the phone down, but it beeped with a received message. I opened it up to see another message from Marcus.
When I opened the message, I saw it was a video clip. My hand started to shack as I hit the play button. After a moment of it loading, it started.
Marcus was slamming his cock deep into me. Then he pulled it halfway out. I watched as he moaned, and his cock pulsed as he filled me up with his cum. When it stopped pulsing, he slowly took it out. I watched as we were linked by some of the fluid and as cum started to leak out of me.
Watching it caused butterflies in my stomach and excitement in my body.
"So beautiful." I typed. "You better not show that to anyone!"
"Don't worry. It was just for you. Besides, it doesn't show your face and you don't have any tattoos. No one would know it was you. Marcus replied.
"Still, I don't want you to show it to anyone! Agreed?"
"I won't. "
I put the phone down and crawled into bed. I kept glancing at the phone, waiting and hoping for another message but none came. A few moments later I fell asleep.
When I woke up later in the morning, I still had a headache. I didn't want to, but I forced myself out of bed.
I took the pills Marcus left and went to the bathroom. I took one and downed some water. I put the rest in the cabinet behind the mirror. I didn't need Kevin to see those and ask why I was taking them.
My legs were still wobbly as I had a shower. With the headache, I knew it wasn't from being hungover. It was from the amazing sex. As the water washed over me, I started to think about the details.
The more I thought of it, the more turned on I was. After washing my body, I moved my hand down and started to rub my pussy. After a few quick touches, I realized I was too sore there to be able to do any real playing.
A little disappointed, I turned the water off and dried myself. I wrapped the towel around. My body and went back to the bed.
I took the bedding off and grabbed some fresh sheets and made the bed. After that was done, I sat down.
I realized I didn't want to see Kevin this morning. I knew I would feel guilty about calling Marcus over the moment I saw him. I wanted to enjoy the memories guilty free.
I grabbed my phone and sent Kevin a message. I told him I wasn't feeling well, and that I probably had too much to drink last night. I said I was going to spend the day in bed to recover.
I then crawled back into bed and pulled the sheets over me. A moment later Kevin messaged back asking if I needed anything. I said just some rest.
I spent the rest of the day in and out of sleep. During the times I was awake, my mind would drift to the precious night. More than once I looked over at the mirror and remembered the sight of Marcus behind me. My whole body moving from each of his thrust. Each time I got a little excited but was still too sore to do anything.
In the evening, I wrapped myself in a bathrobe and snuck out of my room to the kitchen. I grabbed some food and hurried back to my room. I ate the food and then had a bath.
It felt good to just soak and relax. I know I still had the glow of sexual contentment when I looked the mirror. I was surprised how good it felt to feel like this.
I crawled into bed and slept through the night. The next morning, I felt a lot better. No more headaches or wobbly legs. I got up and started cleaning and doing laundry.
Halfway through the morning Kevin sent me a text saying he wasn't feeling good and was just going to stay in bed. I messaged him back and said if needed anything to let me know. Otherwise, I would just let him rest.
It wasn't till the evening after I finished cooking dinner that I saw him. As I predicted, as soon as our eyes met, I felt shame and regret for Marcus coming over.
When he looked at me, I could tell he really wasn't feeling well. I was suddenly feeling nauseous as well. I mumbled something about feeling sick and quickly moved to my room.
I shut the door and sat at the end of the bed. My emotions were all over the place. I tried to justify what happened. It was the first time I had sex in years. That it was with Marcus was very wrong, but he knew how to make me feel things I never felt. Pleasure, I didn't know was possible.
I argued, pleaded, and hated myself all at the same time. If it was anyone but Marcus, I wouldn't be so conflicted. He made Kevin's life hell, but he made me feel like heaven. I knew I had to stop even though I didn't want to.
But that led to another argument with myself. A part of me kept saying that I always put Kevin first and that in should have something for myself. The other part screamed that was being a mother was putting your child first. Even if he wasn't a child anymore.
I knew I wasn't going to get much sleep with this internal argument raging. I took some sleeping pills and crawled into bed. Thankfully, I was able to get some sleep.
When I woke up in the morning, I was relieved that it was Monday morning and Kevin had already left for school. I was also thankful the discomfort and soreness were gone.
I laid in bed for a bit and then the self-arguments started again. I finally got up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast and have some coffee. My mind kept going on. I knew I should stop with Marcus, but I didn't want to. I know it was a horrible thought to have, but I had to admit the truth.
I decided I couldn't spend all day arguing with myself. I decided to go to the gym. I went back to my bedroom and started getting dressed. I grabbed my favorite grey yoga pants and my light real sports bra.
I was about to grab a tank top to put on when there was a knock at the door. I figured I was covered enough without the tank top, so I went to the door and opened it.
"Damn! Looks like I have good timing!" Marcus said as he checked me out, head to toe.
"T-t-thanks." I stammered after a few seconds of shocked silence. "Shouldn't you be in school?"
"Nah. I would just be sitting there bored out of my mind. Whereas here, you have my full and undivided attention."
I could feel my cheeks staring to burn, but just from the compliment, but from the way Marcus was looking at me. His eyes went from my face down to my breasts. He stared at them and licked his lips.
He stepped forward and closed the door behind him. Before I knew it, I was against the wall, Marcus's lips were on my neck as he kissed it. His hands grabbed the bottom of my sports bra and yanked it up. There was a moment of pains as my breasts were yanked up before they were free from their confinement.
"Marcus...I don't..." I started to say until I felt both of his hands rubbing each of my breasts.
"I do love these tits!" Marcus said as he took his lips off my neck. He leaned down, help one of my breasts up, and started to suck on it.
My hands moved down and wrapped around his head, holding him to my breast. As if he needed the encouragement, Marcus began to aggressively suck on my nipple. The room was filled with the slurping and sucking sounds.
"Oh god!" I moaned.
I felt one hand leave my breast. He started to rub my pussy, first over my yoga pants and then he slid his hand under them. He used hone finger to press down and slide my lips open, then started to rub my clit.
I sucked in a shaky breath, once again surprised by how easily he found and stimulated my magic button. After years of marriage, my husband still had difficulty with that.
As he continued to suck, pull, and bit my nipple, his hand holding that breast disappeared. A moment later I felt him using it to push my pants down. Without thinking, I took my hand off his head and grabbed the opposite side of my pants. I helped push them down as I moved my hips side to side as well.
"Have to get this pussy nice and wet!" Marcus said as he continued to rub my clit.
"Oh god!" I moaned again both in anticipation as I knew what he meant and, also, as he slid his fingers into me.
His lips left my breast as he stood up. His fingers started to aggressively fuck my pussy. My legs spread a little wider to give him better access.
"You want it, don't you?" Marcus asked as he continued to work my pussy.
"Yes!" I moaned as I looked into his eyes.
"What do you want?" He asked with a smirk growing on his face.
"Your magic cock!" I moaned as my head tilted back and rested against the wall.
"Where do you want it?" He asked as he took his hand and wrapped it around the back of my neck. He pulled my head back down to look at him.
