Zachary
I feel guilty for talking to Alyssa on the bar. I had seen her there the other night and I just flirted with her. It's been a very long time but why I still like her? She's the type of woman that I like. Skinny and tall and beautiful.
My wife is beautiful as well but, I don't know if I can love her. She just gave me a blowjob. I came a lot more than Alyssa had given me a blowjob. She's in the bathroom. I'm waiting for her. I clean up and went to the other bathroom since it is locked. I brush my teeth and wash my face. I come back to our room and hear a song that is playing.
It wasn't playing at all; it was a ringtone. I found her phone on her bag and Warren is calling. Why is he calling? I answer it.
"Hey, Maeve, I just want to check out if—"
"What do you want to check out?"
"Oh, hey there! Where's Maeve?"
"Bathroom," I answered coldly. I hate it when Warren calls Maeve. I just, I don't know why I am bursting out. "What is it that you wanted to say?"
"Well, I'm just checking out if Maeve is doing well. You didn't hurt her or something?"
"Why would I hurt her?"
"I don't know. Because you are a Casanova." I don't even like his tune. I like Warren because he's my friend, but I don't like the way he looked at my wife. "Anyways, since you had answered her call, I had found her a school for bookkeeping and another school for MOS. Tell her that."
"I will. And you don't need to find one because I can do it on my own."
"Really?" his annoying sarcasm makes me heat up. "Don't be so jealous. We like sharing girls back then."
"But I don't share my wife."
"Okay, I understand, and I know that she will gross out if you will share her. So, good night." Warren hangs up and I open her phone.
I stop to see our photo together. Our first lovemaking where she is over me and we are both naked, and she captured our faces. I never look at myself to look like who won a lottery. But there on that picture, I look so boyish. I put her phone on the side table and waited for her. She got out, her hair is wet, and she glanced at me.
"What's with your face?" she asked as she took a shirt on the closet.
"Nothing." I sigh. "Did you perhaps ask Warren to look for a school where you could take Bookkeeping and MOS?"
"I just ask him where I could find. I didn't ask him to look for a school. Why did he had found one?"
"He called on your phone."
"Hmmm," she didn't say anything else and started getting dress.
"Aren't we making love?" I asked. She stopped and put those things back. She dropped the towel and come to me, naked. My cock again is hard. Why can't I get enough of this woman? I always change girlfriends or sex mate because I always get tired of another.
Now, she is sitting on me and riding me, her breasts are bouncing. She came and then turn back from me and do the reverse cowgirl. All I do is to growl like an animal, smack her beautiful ass and trust her back. She didn't come at that time and I almost come, so I make her kneel and I take her from behind that makes her come a lot as I come inside her as well.
Now I feel tired, I ask her to rub my ears and she did. I don't know when I had fallen asleep but when I wake up in the morning, she's not beside me and her bed part was already fixed. It's just six and I'm still sleepy.
I put my shorts on and walk out still groggy. I found her sitting on the patio stairs staring at nowhere with earphones on her ear. I just watch her there like that. There are times that she doesn't blink. I never thought that she could this be all good at not blinking. I went to the kitchen to try to cook for us, again and there's already food. Hmmm, weird. I wash my face and my mouth as I pour myself a coffee and I sat with her. I took her earphone on the other side of her ear and listen to her music as we watch the sceneries.
"Good meditation," I told. She smiled. "Good morning, Maeve." I kiss her shoulders that is showing from her hanging shirt that has a very wide collar. I scoop her breast as I slipped my hand inside.
Her body responded as her nipples are hard as pebbles. I put away my coffee and make her sat on me as I lifted her shirt and suck one of it. Her moan and panting were making me aroused. My stupid stomach growls making her laugh.
"I already cook breakfast."
"I know." She took her phone and I carried her inside. Once that we are done from making love in the kitchen, I just remember about the CCTV and the memory. Once that we are done eating, I review our nights and it was hot lovemaking. I took the hard drive and change it with another. I put it on our bags that are already settled. When did she settle all of these?
She's cleaning the kitchen now. I check my phone to see Alyssa's name.
I never thought that you like little girls. I frown on her text message. However, she's beautiful and petite and looks very young. I still have a room for you between my legs. I grin on the last message. She just wanted me to fuck her. Because nobody has ever given her lots of orgasms than I can give her.
I am already occupied on my wife's legs.
Okay. Just call me anytime you wanted.
I didn't answer that when Maeve curses and a few utensils cling.
"You alright, Maeve?" I ask and call Alyssa.
"Y-yeah." She answered softly. I turned back and walked off while waiting for Alyssa to answer.
She did answer and I went to the balcony.
"So, what now, Casanova?"
"Haven't you gotten laid last night?"
"Hmmm. I'm waiting for you last night."
"Sorry, a good thing happens," I said just to make her jealous.
"Good things?"
"Yeah, how about you spread your legs for me," I said flirtatiously.
"Already." Her sexy voice is all I hear.
"Now your fingers on your clit. Rub it for me." I hear her gasped. "Good, very good Alyssa. Keep rubbing it. Where's your dildo?"
"Besides me."
"I wanted to hear it." I am very much surprised that I wasn't hard yet. What's wrong with my dick? I heard the vibrator and her moan.