I never thought the temporary separation from my husband would end up playing out the way it had. It was meant only to clear my head and allow us to get professional help. Never planned on what happened while we were apart but than again I'm honestly not going to complain and he never found out about it either.
My name is Marisa. I'm a pale skinned, blue eyed, redhead with 36DD breasts, and an average body build but my hips are wider than my waist by about six inches making it hard to find clothing that fits right. I'm not very tall, standing all of 5'6" and still young at 27 years old. I have been married to John now for over four years. He was the first and had been the only guy I had ever had sex with. I soon found out I had a much larger sex drive than he did. I could gladly have done it every day and even several times a day while he was fine with only once or twice a week at best. It became a constant frustration for me that I ended up taking in my own hands, literally. John worked a lot of hours and out of sheer boredom I got myself a retail job. It was there that I met the woman that would change my sexual life, Ebony. She's black with deep brown skin and dark brown eyes, a little taller than me, and two years younger. I worked late morning until the afternoon. She would come in the afternoons and stayed until closing. After I started there we quickly became friendly, so much so that we began to even hang out a couple times a month outside of work. She had a boyfriend that I met a couple of times, a tall black man named William. She also had a step-brother named Malik who was a year older than me and lived with her. I never met him because he was always gone the few times I visited her apartment. Not to mention he eventually ended up in jail for a few months on his second drug possession charge for marijuana. She didn't live in the best neighborhood but it surely was far from the worst.
Everything seemed fine except that for some reason John wanted sex even LESS then he normally does, down to about once every week or less. It was driving my nuts sexually. He claimed it was because of work and I believed him until one day I found out John was having an affair with a female co-worker. While on the computer I had to get to his email address for something he needed me to look up for him and found the few emails they had written back and forth. I was so angry I didn't even know what to say or think when he told me about it. He explained he screwed up, that he doesn't know why he did it, that the whole thing started after a overly stressful day at work, but that he had already ended it several weeks ago. Calling him a few choice names I stormed out of our house, hopped into the car, and just drove off to no where. Bawling like a baby I got a call from Ebony asking me if I wanted to go out this weekend. She had no trouble hearing how distressed I was and asked me what was wrong. I broke down again and explained the entire situation to her. Without even thinking about it she offered for me to stay at her place to get away from John until I can get myself together and figure things out. Since Malik was still in jail for a little longer I could stay in his room for the time being. I quickly agreed to the offer.
Driving back home I picked up what I felt I would need for the time being. Explaining to John that I needed to get away for a little while I told him I would be staying with Ebony for now. When I made it to her place she helped me take my stuff upstairs to her apartment and let me get everything off my chest the rest of the night, trying her best to make me feel better. I took the next couple of days off of work not feeling like I was in the best frame of mind to work with the public. John kept calling several times a day but I just ignored the phone because I sure as hell wasn't ready to deal with him either. That weekend Ebony and I went out for dinner with her boyfriend. Was nice to get out and forget about stuff for a while. After almost a week I finally spoke to John and we both agreed that we would meet with a counselor and work through this once I felt ready. After calling around I found a marriage counselor that was available in two weeks for our first visit. I didn't know it at the time but a lot would change for me between now and then.
Three days later Ebony got a phone call that her brother was finally being released from prison after almost 60 days. The following day while I was at work she went to pick him up. This put me in an awkward situation since I was sleeping in his bed. I now wondered where I was going to go. Ebony didn't work that day so I couldn't ask her when she got to work. When I made it back to her place they still weren't back yet. I sat there watching TV for a couple of hours when I heard the apartment door unlocking. Looking over at the door as it swung open Ebony saw me and smiled. As she stepped in a man moved behind her. He was tall, I'd say between 6'3" - 6'4" or there about. His skin was also a deep brown same as Ebony's. Shaved head and a decent build. He was a pretty decent looking guy too.
"Hey Marisa! This is my brother, Malik" Ebony said as she pointed towards the man behind her. "Sorry it took so long. He was released on house arrest of all things which took a while to get through. He's only allowed to leave for a couple hours a day for food shopping and to help him look for work" she explained.
"YO!" Malik said as he stepped in. "So, you're da girl dat's been sleeping in my room." I explained that I would sleep out here on the couch until I found another place to go so he could have his room back. Malik stopped me. "Ebony told me 'bout what happened with your man an shit. I ain't got no problem with you stayin'. I'll stay out here on da couch, you can stay in my room 'til you get things worked out" he told me. I was beyond grateful and told him as much. "Don't take this the wrong way but you got to be the whitest white girl I've ever seen!" I only laughed at that comment.
They both sat down as Malik explained his time in jail. Was of course what you would expect it to be. Something I never want to have to find out first hand. He then showed me his ankle bracelet for the house arrest. Looked uncomfortable but he assured me it wasn't too bad. He seemed like an okay guy, just got caught too often with illegal drugs for personal use. He is more rough around the edges, more so in his speech, than Ebony is. After spending the next few hours watching TV I headed off to bed to get some sleep before work the next day. It was uneventful day at work, Ebony came in that afternoon as usual. When I got back Malik wasn't there. Assuming it was in his time window to be out I thought I'd do something new and started making the two of us dinner. When he returned he was happy that I had done that since he wasn't in the best mood. Asking him what was wrong he sat down at the table across from me.
"Tryin' to find a fuckin' job again ain't gonna be easy" he explained. "Then I went to see my girl 'cause I ain't gonna lie it's been more than two months since I've gotten laid. But she wanted nothin' to do with me anymore havin' found herself another man. Shit, I told her I didn't care dat she's got a man I just wanted sex but she was havin' none of it. Then saw some of my boys an they wanted to go smoke some weed with me but I can't do dat for another month while under house arrest. But I know my problems ain't nothin' compared to yours girl" he added. I only smiled before eating. The rest of the night I sat there watching TV with him until Ebony came home. She told me that her boyfriend was going to take her out Saturday night for her birthday and asked me if I minded her spending the night as his place? I told her I was fine with it. That I would just stay here and keep Malik company so he doesn't go nuts being stuck in the house. The next few days it was pretty much at Ebony's apartment as at work. I didn't do much while at her place and the only time I went out alone was to go to work. I at times felt a little uncomfortable at the looks some people gave me since I think I was one of the only white female in area. Most of the time I sat around watching TV on and off with Malik who all too often made mentions about how badly he wanted to have sex again. I laughed it off but I felt the same way. Malik was also very shocked that I have only ever had sex with my husband.
As Saturday evening came around Ebony got dressed for her night out. She looked very nice compared to me lounging around in sweat pants and a tee shirt. With her gone I was going to stay in her room for tonight so her brother could get his room back for at least one evening. Malik was in the shower when Ebony left. Wishing her a good night I sat back and kicked my feet up for a slow night. When Malik came out of the bathroom wearing just pajama pants he sat down next to me. Malik and I began to talk for the next couple of hours about anything and everything as we watch TV together. When we got on the topic of my marriage problems Malik shook his head.
