Abby sat in her car silent. The engine was already all but dead and cold, after waiting inside the car for the past half hour. The dark skin ebony woman glanced over at the Volkswagen parked next to her car in the driveway, before looking at the front door of her large house.
Her husband was definitely home.
The thought alone caused Abby's chest to tighten, but despite the unpleasant feeling Abby grabbed her purse and finally exited the car, locking it behind her as she headed inside.
Once inside Abby glanced over the clothes scattered about the living room, but ignored them heading upstairs as fast as she could.
But she knew it was hopeless.
"Fuck! Look at me Valerie! Look at me when I'm fucking you!" A man shouted from inside a guest room. The door just slightly opened, allowing Abby to hear all the lewd slaps of skin to skin contact.
"Y-yes sir." a woman's voice groaned out.
Abby did her very best to ignore the sounds and scents as best as she could, rushing past the room.
"I love you tight cunt sweetie! F-fuck you-"
Before she could hear anything else, Abby slammed the door shut behind her dampening out the voices. The women then quickly connected her phone to her speaker, and played music to drown out the rest of the erotic moans.
Abby sighed while tossing her purse onto her night stand, before heading into her master bathroom. Once inside the woman looked herself in the mirror to see her matured features. No longer did her face say young and beautiful, instead it screamed late thirties. It screamed old. And that fact brought tears to Abby's eyes.
It was no wonder her husband suggested hiring that freak of nature into their home.
Abby and Robert have been married for eleven years now. Originally Abby thought marrying the man of her dreams, who was also her business partner was the smartest and happiest move she could make.
Her years with Robert were some of the happiest times of her life, she was even reconsidering her stance on not having children, until he suggested inviting another woman into their relationship, but not just any woman, a succubus.
Or half succubus to be accurate.
The usually orphaned spawn between humans and succubi. Most had no powers like their demonic parents, but they were also fairly easy to spot when looked at closely. But if there was one thing that stood out among them, it was their unnatural sexdrive and lust, which made them great for unsatisfied husbands and wives.
Sadly most didn't know that, till there was already one arriving at the front door.
Abby could still remember the grin on Robert's face once the freak showed up. The thought alone made her queasy.
******
It wasn't until hours later that was Robert walking into their bedroom to find Abby waiting by the bed reading on her phone.
"H-hi babe!" Abby greeted her husband, quickly putting her phone away while brushing her long wavy hair off to the side, allowing better view of her cleavage.
Her breasts while bountiful also looked perky with the proper bra and nightgown, like the dark red gown she adored right now hoping to stir something in her lover.
"Hey hun, how are you doing?" Roberts greeted as he walked over to the bed, letting Abby see he was freshly showered.
"I'm good, how was your day?" Abby asked while trying to go for a longing kiss, but Roberts cut it short with a peck.
"Long. Can you believe there was another breach in the system? Why are we even paying IT at this point?"
"Oh baby, don't be like that, you know they're trying their best." Abby said as she rubbed Roberts back. "But either way we got this, just me and you remember?"
Robert chuckled looking less stressed "... Robby"
A combination of their names, Robert thinking it up himself.
"We got them beat." Abby quietly cheered their company's slogan causing Robert to laugh and kiss his wife's cheek.
"I don't know what I'd do without you honey."
"Your momma's basement in Boston looked roomy."
"You think my momma gonna take my ass back? You don't remember what she said at our wedding?"
Abby smiled as she ran her fingers along Robert's coarse hair freshly cut into a fade, while her other hand ran up and down his large muscular arm. "Good luck, no take backs. If I remember correctly."
"Exactly and she meant it, you're stuck with me."
"And that's how I want it."
With that Abby pressed her lips against Roberts for her long awaited kiss. A burst of need quickly flared deep in the pit of her gut, wanting nothing more than to be dosed. Abby tried for tongue wanting to taste Robert, after weeks of at this point felt like neglect.
But instead of granting Abby what she desperately desired, Robert broke the kiss.
"Honey... I'm a bit... after..." Roberts trailed off avoiding Abby's stare.
It was as if someone had physically jabbed a needle straight through Abby's very being, she was refused yet again. Yet despite that plastered the best smile she could muster.
"Yeah... ok baby." Abby said with an understanding nod. But feeling Roberts move trying to leave Abby's grasp, Abby clutched onto his shit. "C-can we cuddle please babe... please?"
Robert's face held clear frustration, but he soon sighed in defeat before laying them down and pulling Abby close to his chest.
"... thank you..."
*********
Days later Abby found herself sitting in her office, a private office directly above Roberts own. She was typing out an email when the phone rang.
"Yes Justin?" Abby answered as she just finished the email.
"Your husband is on line on for you ma'am."
Abby's heart skipped a beat at the sudden news. It was just before lunch, Roberts used to call around this time before Valeire arrived.
"Hey baby what's going on?" Abby answered, trying to contain herself.
"Nothing much honey, I just wanted to let you know I'm going to be late getting home today, looks like the meeting with Edward across town is being pushed back a few hours."
"Oh..." Abby said, unable to hide her disappointment. "Well... stay safe baby, let me know when you're on your way back. I'll order your favorite take out."
"No it's ok honey, I'll eat while I'm out." Robert announced, making Abby sigh "you and Valaire can eat together while I'm out."
"... what?"
"Yeah, you two haven't exactly spent a lot of time together so..." Roberts trailed off while Abby's grip of the phone tightened. "And I've been meaning to ask you about maybe... you know... including her... like the three of us."
"O-oh... well we can tal-"
"Thanks honey, that means so much to me!" Robert interrupted. "I know things between us have been off, but I'm glad you're ok with it, I really believe Valaire can fix our problem."
And yet another stab straight through her heart causing tears to well up in Abby's eyes. She tried to respond, but only found herself choking on her words.
"I'm leaving now, I'll see you later honey, love you."
"W-wai-" Abby tried only for the call to disconnect, leaving her there sitting in her seat sniffling trying her best not to cry.
".... son of-... Fuck!"
******
Abby found herself leaving work early soon after the call with her oh so loving husband. She just couldn't focus on her work after their talk. She wanted to sleep, all she wanted was to sleep the rest of the day-
"Evening ma'am." Abby heard as she was about to climb the stairs, only to look across the living room to see Valaire standing by the dining room table. "I wasn't expecting you this early."
Valerie was a whole decade younger than Abby at the whopping age of twenty six. Unlike Abby though, Valerie was a lighter tone of ebony, looking more dark Caramel as while Abby was dark chocolate.
Valerie was a tad bit shorter than Abby at 5'8 and more petite and cute. She did not have the same curves as Abby, but the curves she did have enhanced her natural good looks. Her clean dreads just made it past her jaw line, where the faint outline of a tattoo peeks from the women's shirt.
Valerie was attractive, she's the spawn of a succubus of course. But Abby didn't need to be reminded of that.
