My Husband Left Early and I Stayed Behind with Him
When Diego left me the car and went home with the child, I never imagined I’d end the night against a bathroom wall with another man’s mouth on my neck.
When Diego left me the car and went home with the child, I never imagined I’d end the night against a bathroom wall with another man’s mouth on my neck.
I opened the door expecting an awkward visit. I never imagined that man would make me kneel in my own kitchen and completely forget I was his daughter-in-law.
Every insult that masked stranger shouted was aimed at one person only: the man sleeping beside me, who believed I was his.
I accepted the massage out of curiosity and because of the heat of his hands. What I didn’t imagine was how much I’d be willing to pay before his alarm went off.
I promised myself it would only be a quick visit to the neighborhood. When I woke in the middle of the night, she was still beside me, immaculate, but something had changed forever.
When I moved her panties aside to tend her wound, I thought she’d protest. But she only pressed her face into the pillow and opened her legs a little wider.