Love, in its beginning was so beautiful and good to me. I met the man of my dreams in high school. Corey and I fell in love, got married and then I had two of his children. I thought life couldn't get any better until it started to weigh me down like an anchor. With all the cooking, cleaning, laundry, running errands and etc. etc., year after year I began to feel like an empty shell. It was all I could do to not tear my hair out or even worse.
My relationship had turned into this ritualistic nightmare. Sex was sporadic at best and even then it was a ten minute roll and snooze. So yeah, I noticed when Corey started eyeballing other women. He was a male who was interested in women. He'd always looked before, but then the looking became something else. I wasn't all that surprised when I caught him cheating but devastation was definitely the result, mine.
I wanted out but for reasons I can't say I needed him to leave me. I committed the most heinous crime that was guaranteed to get me what I wanted. I had sex with Corey's best friend Sean. They'd known each other since kindergarten. My plan was that Sean would have an attack of conscience and spill everything and I, in turn, will have gotten my revenge from my broken heart and my freedom, which I was craving like a smoker craves cigarettes.
At first Sean wasn't into it but I knew that he was a pussy hound. It was one of the reasons he wasn't my favorite friend of Corey's. I'd also seen him checking me out on a few occasions. After I worked some feminine wiles on him that I didn't even know I had I got what I wanted. Only it didn't turn out how I expected. He didn't tell Corey. Nope. He wanted more of me. He was feeling me and I was feeling him too but I wasn't interested in falling in love or lust disguised as love. I wanted my freedom, and only that. To throw Sean off I told him he could have me but he'd have to bring a friend along. To my astonishment he agreed and so did I.
This friend whose name I can't remember must have thought I was a working girl because before we got down to business he pulled out his money clip and handed me a couple of hundreds. As Sean was about to speak up I shook my head no at him. Maybe I should have been offended but I wasn't. I don't know if it was the money, the fact that I was being fucked by two guys who absolutely knew what they were doing or the whole fantasy role-play I had going on but it was the most incredible experience I had ever had. When it was over I knew I had found a way to get some of my life back.
And talk about motivation! I was working out regularly and taking care of myself in little ways that I had never really explored having gotten married and pregnant so early in life. Of course with Corey working and me being a house wife we didn't have much money to spare so I couldn't really afford these things before either.
I hired a cleaner, someone to help with the cooking and every other tedious chore that I had previously been doing and hating. I began to spend my time shopping and working at my new job, while my marriage seemed to slip further and further out of any safe space.
Corey, my husband, is gorgeous. He has skin the color of sandalwood, big brown eyes, and a killer smile. He is built broad from being an avid sports player. Women have always flocked to him. He has a special thing for white girls though. I had watched him eye them on too many occasions. The nurse I caught him with had blond hair and hazel eyes.
I guess this was my second attempt to get him to leave because I was too chicken shit to make the move myself, though I wanted it pretty badly. I sent the kids to my sisters for the night and the two of us waited on him in barely there sexy lingerie in my bedroom. He was astonished at first, shocked, bewildered when he saw us both but when we took his pants down and I started to touch him then to suck him he loosened up some. As he started to pant really loudly I moved out of the way so that she could take over. That's when the moaning really started. I kissed his cheek while she went to work.
"Have a good time. I'll be back later."
"No" his highly sexed voice called out.
"What?" I turned and he was looking at me and behind all that lust in his eyes was suspicion. His stare was direct and unwavering even as she continued to pull him down her throat.
"I want you to stay" he said.
He fucked her. He did it all to her and if her screams and moans were any indication she was loving the hell out of it. His eyes kept glancing back at me. I felt strongly separated from the situation, like I was there but I wasn't really. I'd been sitting down on a chair when he called me over to him. Pulling out of her he pushed me back onto the bed and began to stroke me as hard as he'd been giving it to her. I had learned a few tricks by now and was able to get him off in record time, usually. This night as he continued to fuck me he looked down into my eyes and it seemed as if he was looking right through me. It was the same way I felt.
It definitely curbed my enthusiasm. I had stopped getting wet for him and it began to hurt.
"Honey" I held him off with the palm of my hand.
"I brought this tight little blonde home for your enjoyment; you can fuck me any old time."
"Yeah" he said pulling out of me. I was so grateful.
This time when he started doing her he acted like I wasn't even in the room so I went into the bathroom, showered and went downstairs for a drink. While I was sipping on my favorite vodka I got a text from Sean.
It read: Can I see you please?
No I texted back.
Y not?!
U know Y.
Tell me again?
No ties Sean.
I'm not trying to tie u down!
UR.
How much then?
I laughed at this. He was practically my "manager".
U couldn't afford me I texted back.
Call me later!!!!
Will Do.
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Corey went to work with last night still playing in his mind. Even as he went to lunch he couldn't stop thinking about everything he'd done, in front of his wife.
"Whats up?" Brian, one of his closest friends came to sit next to him. "You're not eating today?"
Corey just shook his head not wanting to say anything but then his mouth began moving without permission.
"I get home last night and Danielle has this hot assed naked chick with her in our bedroom. They're both dressed in fucking Victoria Secrets and smelling like vanilla or some shit."
Brian's eyes almost bugged out of his head. "She's cheating on you with a female?"
"No it was just for me."
"Just for you?"
"Yeah."
Brian looked at his friend like he'd lost his mind.
Corey rubbed the back of his head to try and clear his thoughts."You don't think I should have done it?"
"Do the words Fuck No mean anything to you? She fucking hated your ass when she caught you cheating. It's been what? Six months and now she's offering women to you?!"
"I know I've been over all of it in my mind and I think she's fucking someone else and has been for—a while." He nodded like he was just accepting his thoughts as truth while Brian just stared at him.
"And you've said what to her about this?" Brian asked once he found his voice.
"Nothing."
Corey shifted in his seat under Brian's hard stare. "I just don't want her to leave me."
"Dude that's pathetic."
"No it's realistic. My life is stable, exactly how I want it. I don't want another wife or mother for my kids."
Brian who had gone through a damned ugly divorce four years ago could understand the logic in that. "I feel you but—
"What up" Sean dropped into a seat across from his friends.
"Sean." Corey responded not like the" hey" that had rolled off Brian's tongue.
Sean was about to ask what they were talking about when a call came through on his phone. Looking down at the caller I. D. a huge smile spread across his face.
"Audrey, whats up baby" he answered. When she responded his answer was "for sure, okay, later" then he hung up.
"What's with all the heavy breathing?" Brian asked him.
