Smut warning: There is Violence and it might be disturbing for some of the readers so please be aware.
Hazel...
I stood by the window, gazing out at the muggy morning in mid-December. As a housewife and mother of two, I rarely have time for myself, so I mostly usually use this time of day when my two little brats are still sleeping and have some "me" time.
As he was getting ready to leave for work, my husband, Jeremy Cho, a thirty-one-year-old Chinese American, was slowly enjoying his morning coffee. Sipping in a slurry as if the entire world owes him money.
Jeremy is a tall king with a flawless body and a mild temperament, you can say he is the Temu version of Pierre Mufasa , It's just that he got asian features, plus he is annoying as fuck but after a whole year and half of being together I have learned to put up with him and his nasty temper because he is the breadwinner of our little family and I'll do anything to keep us together .
"Have you seen my socks, darling?" He inquired.
' Not again! ' I rolled my eyes in annoyance, he is usually such a clumsy, misogynistic piece of garbage. I know I should not criticize my husband, but he is that bad of a person.
"Have you looked in the drawers?" I asked.
He groaned in dissatisfaction before he commanded in his musky tone. "Go find them for me, Hazel, I am in a hurry."
"Fine! fine!"
I walked by the closet and opened the drawers, socks were right there on top , and not just one but several pairs at that, I closed the drawer and walked towards him, he was sitting on the chair sipping his damn coffee and he didn't bother to look at me as I stood there.
" Put them on for me so that I can have my coffee in peace, It's not like you have anything important to do anyway, am the only one who works in this family , don't tell me you can't even do this much?". He sneered as he looked down on me.
I didn't want to argue with him first thing in the morning so I just kneel , grabbed his smelly feet and put them on but as soon as I was done he grabbed me and pull me near the window, I was slightly short but not way too short so he always make me sat on the table to make me look up to him as if he were some kind of deity , he held my chin and gave me a quick peck .
" You will be late ! " I suggested.
I was in no mood to have sex with him but he will never take no for an answer, he learn closer and gave me another kiss which I didn't appreciate. His mouth stinks no matter how many times he brushes his teeth because of long term of alcoholism and he couldn't careless of how I feel about all of this.
He tried to force his tongue into my mouth by I struggle a bit, seeing that I wasn't cooperative he grabbed my breasts and squeeze them hard, I scream in pain and he use that chance to penetrate into my mouth. It was disgusting. I hate him so much.
He was a bad kisser , he would roll his smelly tongue around mine and suck it like a candy, after like two minutes of that horrible kiss he bend me over and pull down my skirt. He was as rough as he can be, he wasn't a gentleman at all, he only care about his needs and his needs alone.
" Darling! I'm not wet yet "
" How so slutty of you, where did you learn to teach me how to fuck? Since when , woman?" He grumbled angrily.
" No! I didn't..."
He couldn't let me finish when I felt something sticking on my dry entrance, It was awful painfully. I wanted to push him away but I know it will only make things harder for me .
" I'm gonna teach you how to be a virtuous wife " He keep grumbling in his horse voice .
" Dear! It's hurts ".
Slap! It landed on my butt cheek.
" You are saying it hurts but your whole body is shaking in pleasure. you slutty little vixen ".
For goodness sake, what body is he even talking about? This one of mine?.
He pressed his manhood and force his way into me. I felt excruciating pain but I grinned and bear it. This wasn't the first time but I don't seem it get use to it. My vigina was still sore from last night activities however my pain wasn't one of his concern.
He was that much of a selfish person.
He started thrusting faster and faster , I bitted my lower lip praying that the quicker he get over with , The sooner I get to rest. But Alas! He keep going for ten more minutes. I don't even know why he last this long for anyway because he is such bad fucker.
I was holding a window gazing at the empty streets, this area isn't like any other, Most of the people here are elderly who are retired and they don't usually wake up at six in the morning ,
As I was faking my moan to get him done quickly, I suddenly saw a shadow from a far way eastern corner and wanted to retreat but my husband wouldn't let go of me , the shadow got closer and closer until I saw who it was, but it was unfamilia face.
It was a girl not older than twenty five, she had a this long braid bun and big framed glasses, she had a baggy pants which shows her waist-line and a croptop that hugged her C-cup tits, her nipples were big as they were visible through her almost transparent top.
She had this brown skin that almost look golden when it's wet. In a spur of a moment our eyes met and my heartbeat quicken. I completely forgot about the monster behind me , the woman stared at me and gave me a smiled.
There was dimples in both her cheeks that made her look like a goddess on earth, she was the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, I helplessly watched her as she walked away, I wanted to stop her but I couldn't. Unknowingly my heart was yearning for her , wanting to get to know her , wanting her as whole.
This kind of feeling was foreign to me, I desperately wanted her , I wanted her so bad. What is this called, Never in my life I had I ever felt this way, could it be a witchcraft? Has to be.
" I'm off work, don't cook me dinner, I have plans for tonight "
I didn't know when he was done nor did I care , I just put back my skirt and rushed outside after he left. I looked for her. one street after another but she was nowhere to be found.
Was it an illusion? No! That feeling just now was too crazy to be my imagination. That woman is a witch. I must find her, what kind of spell this is?.