The Undercover Lawyer

It was one of those days when the gavel was becoming irritable for Bethany Starr. Every day was like any other with piles of paperwork and defendants sobbing over their innocence. If you have committed a crime and there is substantial physical proof that you committed the crime, why would you cry innocence? It boggles her mind when she has to sit in front of an inmate hearing his sob story how it wasn’t him yet his face is right there on a camera. This is the life of a lawyer in every courtroom or legal system. Bethany passed her Bar exam and has been an attorney for almost six years.

She is thirty-one years old, married with two children, Michael who is three and Sarah six, and listens to classical music in the evenings in her home office while scouring through case files. Once she has left the courtroom, she remains at her office for about two hours before going home. Her husband is an architect for a firm downtown who usually makes it home before she does. Bethany loves her husband and family so much and tries to spend as much quality time as she is allowed.

Besides case files and jury trials, Bethany hides a secret that not even her husband of ten years knows about. It is something that she has been engaging with since she was a teenager. It’s strange that her husband doesn’t know and cannot even fathom, but she does it and does it well to have it hidden all this time.

Bethany lives a double life. She is a prominent lawyer by day and all those late night hours when her husband Marcus thinks she is working on cases at her office, Bethany is considered a woman of the night. She is a high paid escort who entertains male clients at her office. No one knows about her escapades except her and her clients. Some of which are politicians, other lawyers, and men of high social status. She is not fearful of anyone finding out because she secretly records her sessions with these men to keep quiet. It wouldn’t look good for them to be found out that they are promiscuous outside of their marriages.

Her alibis are genuine because these men can vouch for her being at the office working with them on a case even while they are strapped up and ready for their whipping. This is how Bethany paid her way through college and paid for her exam, not to mention the savings accounts she has opened for her children when they turn eighteen. Everything is grand in the life of Bethany Starr.

While her age might be higher than your normal escort, she has a beautiful body and personality to go along with it. She stands about five-foot-five, a curvaceous body, and lots of imagination to cater to her client’s needs. It’s hard to imagine that most of her political clients, those who crave and thrive off of power, are so submissive to Bethany and want to be dominated.

She fits her schedule to make time for work, time for family, and time for her clients. Bethany is usually at home for the night around eleven thirty. Most days, she comes home after work, helps her husband cook dinner, and spends homework time with her children before heading back to the office to do some “work”. Marcus has no idea of the dominatrix he is married too. He has only been to her office a couple of times but has never gone into her secret file cabinet where all of her kinky tools and costumes are being stored.

When she comes home at night, Bethany usually spends some television time with husband before they retire to bed. She goes into the bedroom grabs some pajamas or a nightie and heads for the shower. Sometimes her husband Marcus even joins her for some intimacy while showering. Bethany does this every day except on Sundays when she attends church with her family. It might be foolish to attend church knowing that you partake in such deviousness at night.

There have been times when Bethany wants to tell her husband but not sure how he will react to her other profession. She does, however, manage to wear sexy outfits and lingerie for him to entice their lovemaking. Guilt is such an evil thing that it can tear any marriage apart, but she knows how to manage it and keep it at bay.

Every morning when the sun is just coming up and starting to shine through the kitchen window, Bethany is in the kitchen making breakfast and bag lunches for her family. The kids love it when she cuts their sandwiches into heart shapes or characters to make them feel happy. When Marcus comes into the kitchen, coffee is ready and he somberly walks outside to grab the morning paper to read with his coffee.

Once everything is done and ready, Bethany is able to sit with her family enjoying coffee and hearing about all their adventures of the previous day. She looks upon her family and smiles knowing that she married well and has the most beautiful children in the world. It gives her a sense of meaning when she looks at how happy everyone is.Then, it’s time for everyone to go to school, daycare, and work as everyone hustles out the front door.

Bethany takes the kids in her car while Marcus drives his truck out of the driveway and down the street. Her first destination is the daycare to drop off Michael with his bag lunch, then to the school for Sarah before heading in to work. She has a full case load today and it is sure to be exhausting, not to mention the clients she is expected to have this evening. There are times where she does burn the candle at both ends but she appreciates the outcome of wealth that it supports.

Once Bethany gets to her office, she is met by another lawyer who has been spying on her activities lately. He takes her into a vacant office and closes the door. He confronts her about her activities in the evenings and implies that he is going to blow the whistle on her to the partners of the firm she works for.

She starts to plead her case to him and tells him how many of her clients are of high social status and that it wouldn’t look for him to say anything. She informs him that she will be making some phone calls and that he would not be working as a lawyer anymore. He rethinks the subject and then offers to be involved as one of her clients. Bethany thinks about it and tells him how much he would have to pay to be a part of her client list.

He thinks about it for a minute and then agrees to her compromise and she writes down a time or appointment for him to meet her in her office and to be ready for whatever he wants to do. She informs him it is a no holds barred event and that he should prepare himself for whatever mood she is in. They both agree to the terms and he walks out of the office leaving her standing there.

She walks out after getting her composure and heads for her office at the end of the hall. Once inside, she writes his appointment down and then makes a few phone calls informing a few of her clients about the conversation that she just had. Bethany did this as a precaution in case things went south with the other lawyer trying to blackmail her. She wasn’t going to just sit and wait to see what transpires from the engagement. It was all set up and arrangements made for her appointment with this shady lawyer who is willing to destroy her life, career, and family.

Bethany heads over to the courtrooms to have a couple of her cases heard. With her ordeal in the back of her mind, Bethany was finding it hard to concentrate on her cases. She has been a star winning lawyer with a happy family and was not going to let anyone jeopardize it. She represented a few clients that morning which two actually got sent to prison for their crimes. Bethany somehow felt responsible for their demise because of her lack of concentration in their matters, but what’s done is done.

After her cases were heard for the day, Bethany headed back to her office but not before stopping at the clerk of courts office to pick up her next few court appearances and some more cases files. She went back to her office setting the files on her desk and then pacing back and forth in her office trying to shake off the feeling of being exposed to everyone of what she truly was. It would be four days until her appointment with the lawyer and she knew she had everything in place in case it went south.

She paced for a little while before grabbing her files and heading home. She could not take the feeling of impending doom and wanted to spend some time with her family. So she got into her car and drove to pick up her children from school before heading home. She enjoyed the ride with her children as she listened to everything that they did or experienced that day. By the time they pulled up in their driveway, Bethany now had a smile on her face.

They climbed out of the car and ran to the front door to their father waiting for them. Michael jumped right into his arms while Sarah hugged his waist. They immediately started rambling off at the mouth of how their day went and both at the same time while they all walked back inside the house.

Marcus had already started dinner and Bethany walked into the kitchen after dropping her files in her home office. They kissed before diving into making the meatballs for dinner which was the kids favorite. They cooked side by side and talked about their day as usual and at that point, Bethany didn’t have a care in the world. The clock was ticking and it made no difference to her now. She was enjoying her family time and that was all that mattered. She even had some intimate time with her husband before going back to the office for an appointment she had.

After her appointment of domination with a city council member, Bethany got back into her car and drove the long way home as to clear her mind so that her husband wouldn’t think there was something wrong. She only had that one appointment tonight so she got to leave the office early which gave her and her husband a little more time together.

Once she walked into the front door of their home, she noticed it was lit with candles and rose petals creating a trail through the house and ending in the bathroom where a nice hot bubble bath was waiting for her. The bathroom was lit by candles and there were small bouquets of roses around the room. She could smell the hint of incense in the air and don’t let me forget her husband who was inside the bath waiting for her.

She slowly undressed as she admired her surroundings before stepping down into the garden tub full of bubbles with her husband. She sat with her back rested up against him as he wrapped his arms around her and kissing her neck. He gently pushed her forward and began massaging her shoulders and back. Bethany was intrigued by her husband’s advances but she was also loving every minute of it.

After bathing and relaxing with one another, they stepped up out of the tub and before she could grab a towel, her husband had it in his hands and began slowly and intimately drying her wet body off. After she was dry, he scooped her up in his muscular arms and took her to their bedroom placing her gently on their bed. He climbed into the bed with her and began making love to his wife. She was so taken by her husband’s approach that she felt it washed every nervous feeling from her body. When it was all over, they lay in each other’s arms talking for a bit before falling asleep together.

The next morning, Bethany woke up so refreshed and new again before the thought hit her that she could possibly lose all of this because of her double life. She bounced the thoughts through her mind about telling her husband or not and facing the truth coming out by a third party which could cause her to lose everything. She battled with these thoughts all day at work and finally decided to tell her husband the truth and risk her marriage and family.

She had two days before her appointment with the lawyer and thought now would be the right time to tell her husband, so she finished up with work for the day and had to think of the right time to tell him. On her drive home, she battled again with the thoughts of how and when to tell him and came up with the scenario of telling him while they lay in bed for the evening. That would be the best time, especially while the children were asleep in case things went bad.

After dinner, Marcus was stunned that Bethany did not leave to go back to the office and immediately thought something was wrong. He began asking if she was feeling alright and sounded a bit frazzled himself. Once they had gotten the dinner dishes done and put the children to bed, Bethany told Marcus she needed to talk to him about something. He immediately started to get nervous and that made Bethany more on edge to tell him.

They sat on the couch together and Bethany reached out for his hand. She began telling him how much she loved him and their family together, but there was something he needed to know. Bethany began telling him of her double life of being a lawyer and an escort. She had been an escort since she was in her late teens and even when she met him. She explained how the money paid for her schooling and that she had savings accounts set up for their children when they turned eighteen.

Bethany described to him how sex was not involved, it was more of roleplaying and domination as the gentlemen masturbated. It was pretty innocent and then she told him of how this lawyer was going to expose her if she didn’t do business with him. There was a sigh of relief from Marcus and it threw a red flag up to Bethany. Why was he being so cool about this? That’s when Marcus told Bethany there was something he needed to tell her. The room got quiet and Bethany got rigid in her posture.

Marcus began to tell Bethany how he was having an affair with another woman while she was at the office during the evenings and even had her in their bed. Bethany sat there and could feel her heart start breaking. How could she not see this coming? The man she loved and bore children too could be sleeping with another woman and even in her bed. Bethany began to cry before the anger surfaced and started asking questions about this woman.

Then she reverted to asking questions as to why he could cheat on her. Marcus had no clear excuse as to why he would do such a horrible thing and that’s when her anger became an issue. She started beating Marcus’ chest crying and telling him how much he was hurting her. He tried to subdue her all while telling her how sorry he was. She asked if he loved her and had received no answer back which made Bethany even more upset.

All this time she kept a secret from her family only to find out he had his own secrets. She thought about leaving him and taking the children but then that would destroy her children, so she moved into the spare bedroom and separated herself from Marcus. He felt so bad and didn’t want to lose Bethany but the damage was done. It is one thing to cheat on someone, but to do it in the same bed you share with your wife, that is not excusable.

From then on out, Bethany and Marcus slept in separate rooms unbeknownst to their children. The trust that was once there has left this happy home. On the day of her appointment with the lawyer, she told him to go to hell and then went to the partners of the firm and told them the truth. She explained how this had been her life and without mentioning any specific names, she told them of all of the high-status gentlemen who were her clients. Being appalled by this new information, the partners had to convene together alone to think about this ordeal. She even told them about the lawyer who was going to blackmail her.

After several hours of discussing and weighing out everything, the partners called Bethany and the other lawyer into their conference room. With all parties in attendance, the partners then gave their decision. They reviewed everything and even the taping of the conversation between the lawyer and Bethany and decided to fire the lawyer for trying to blackmail their best attorney, to which he became very angry and security had to remove him.

Then, on to Bethany’s case, they decided to put her on probation for concealing this information from them and also gave her permission to do what was necessary as far as being an escort as long as it didn’t interfere with her ability to be their best attorney. This was so liberating to Bethany and put her at ease.She was very happy with their decision and it made her think about how she should have told them in the beginning, but what was done was all over with and all parties now know the double life of Bethany Starr.

As far as her family was concerned, it took months before she could look Marcus in the face and even with all the apologies that her husband gave. It wasn’t good enough at that point and Bethany made it very clear how much he hurt her and their family. After about a year of sleeping apart and the agonizing memory of what transpired in her bed, Bethany knew she could never sleep in the same bed that her husband had an affair in and filed for divorce.

She gave joint custody to Marcus, but they remained living in the same house just for the children and asked for no alimony from Marcus. She was more than capable of providing for her family with both careers and her and Marcus split all the bills in half. They came to the agreement that any relationships they had were to be away from the house and their children. Both Bethany and Marcus were hurt by these decisions but they tried to remain friends just for the children’s sake.

So this was the story of a lawyer by day and escort by night whose name was Bethany Starr.She continued to be an escort well up into her forties and her children were well taken care of when they turned eighteen thanks to their mother. As for Marcus, he moved out when the children became eighteen and remarried to the woman he had the affair with.


Curse of the Ex-Husband

us-togetherWhen you get married it is supposed to be forever, so I thought. One day I met a man who was a bit older than myself, like double digits older than me. We hit it off pretty good and we knew how to make each other laugh. We spent some time together and had a little fun and I thought I had made a new friend. Well, he came around quite a bit and the more time we spent the closer we became. It had gotten to the point one day I had run low on food and needed some help with groceries. I called him up and he came over to take me to get some food.

It was a beautiful day with the sun shining and a cool breeze. I remember that day so vividly. We went to my favorite Mexican food joint and I loaded up on some food to fill my stomach then and some for later. He took me back to my place and we spent a few minutes together before he had to leave. I hated to see him go but he had to get ready for work. So, I saw him off and went back inside to get some rest.

We had been seeing each other off and on and I thought we were getting to know each other. Nope, it wasn’t happening. It came to a day where I had gone away for a few months and he wrote me and kept in touch. He had such a sense of humor that I liked even when he was being sexually frisky. Yet, he was there pretty much most of the time.

While I was away, he wrote me many letters. Some were of how much he missed me, and some were just downright kinky. But they brought a smile to my face. It wasn’t until about a few weeks before I was to get home that he stopped writing me and everything. At first, I thought maybe I did something wrong, or that he found someone else but I tried to keep my hope and spirits up. The day before I was to go home, I finally got a letter from him telling me he will be there to greet me. That brought a smile to my face and gave me a sense of someone wanting me.

The day I got home, he was there with a rose and a bottle of my favorite soda, along with a huge hug. He hugged me so hard and long I think I was going to stop breathing. Once he released me, he asked me to come home with him. I was a little skeptical at first but I decided to take a chance anyway. So, he opened the car door for me and allowed me to get in before closing it back. He lived about thirty minutes from my house in another suburb of the city we lived in.

Once we pulled into this old looking motel, we were greeted by his female neighbor which gave me a bad feeling in my gut. I guess it was the way they looked at each other or the way she looked at me. We stood there doing the introductions and chatting for a bit before heading inside his motel room. I still didn’t like the way she looked at me while we walked inside but didn’t give it another thought once the door was closed.

He immediately gave me another hug and kissed me. We sat down and began talking afterward. We got to know each other a little better before it was all about how freaky and kinky we could get. Sex was amazing but his ego about it was very large. I stayed for about three days locked inside that room completely naked and had the time of my life. It was afterward and a few days later when talking with the female next door that he had asked her to marry him. It floored me for a minute, but it was time to confront him about it.

Her and I both went to him and we talked about what happened between the two of them and it hit me why he stopped writing me. It was because of her and their relationship. I had gotten so mad at him that I left. I stayed away for about fifty-one days with no contact with him trying to figure out why he was like all the rest of the guys that used to be in my life. After so many days  We finally broke the silence and talked and then he came to get me. Once we were back at his place we talked some more and finally worked things out.

I ended up moving in with him and starting out fresh, all of this while maintaining a friendship with her because it wasn’t all her fault. She was a victim in his charade too. Then, I got to find out that his ex-wife was living seven doors down and then we had a conversation about that as well. I didn’t see that he needed someone to help him, but I tried. After a few months went by we got married and started a very new life together. I was working at the college down the street when he came to pick me up and we headed for the courthouse.

Once the nuptials were completed and we were pronounced man and wife he began crying he was so happy. I knew he was sensitive and everything but this should have been a warning sign that I didn’t catch on too. We were man and wife and everyone showed that they were happy for us but I did find it odd that the ex-wife told me she was glad and now he will stop bothering her. Another sign I didn’t catch on too.

We were happy and things were getting easier until the day came that he wanted to move up north where he was born. I had thought about it and it would give me a different scenery and away from the ex and the female neighbor. I thought so anyway until it was told to me that the ex-wife was moving up there too and in with one of her old friends. This was going to make for an adventurous ride for twenty-four hours.

We all got packed up and everything into the rental car and headed for the interstate. We drove half way up and it was getting dark so we stopped into a hotel for the night sharing the same room with the ex-wife. It was disturbing how he wanted to have sex, with her in the next bed. Another warning sign overlooked.

The next morning, we got up, got dressed, had coffee, and were back on the interstate. It was such a beautiful scenery that it engulfed my mind and attention. Once we crossed over into the state he was from, I knew that it wouldn’t be long before we were there. We finally stopped at the exes friends house where we also stayed the night. My husband at the time wanted to find his family and the search began the next day. He must have called several different numbers before finding his sister who was only about five minutes away, so we took a ride over to her house.

They were finally reunited after so many years and it was a happy reunion for both of them. I was introduced to his sister and her family before we ended up staying with her. She was just a couple years younger than me and we seem to hit it off good. We stayed there for a couple of months working day labor employment until we were able to rent the apartment above hers. The landlord was pretty nice and we worked out a deal to move in and we began a new life again in a new place.

I found a better job as a tax preparer and it was bringing in some good money while he worked the day labor employment. Every night when I was coming home from work, he would meet me at the bus stop to walk me home especially when there was snow on the ground. After so many knee surgeries, my knees were still unstable and I almost slip and fall on the ice everytime. Once home he would have coffee or hot chocolate ready to warm me up because it did get pretty cold up there in the winter.

After so long, I did start noticing he was becoming depressed or something because he stopped helping out around the house while I worked. I would work all day and then have to come home to clean the house, do the cooking, wash the clothes, and anything else that had to be done. I spoke with his sister a few times and she even noticed it too. After so long and all the arguments, I finally left and went back down south to my old stomping grounds.

He showed up not long afterward and we reunited and then I found out the ex-wife moved back down too. There we were a happy family all over again. What really got to me was whenever he spoke to his ex-wife, he called her mother. Hint, hint, another sign I never saw coming. We ended up moving in with her into her new house until we could get back on our feet again. But before moving in with her, we were living at an RV resort where I eventually got a job there which paid our lot rent.

I think that when the owner asked me to work for them and not my husband it did something to him mentally. We started having our arguments and fights, and then he started showing signs of being controlling until one day I said “no more”. I kicked him out and told him I couldn’t take it anymore. He didn’t leave on good terms and I was called every name in the book mainly because most of my friends were men and he knew this from the beginning. I have always had a hard time with other females.

After he left, I continued to work there and found a male friend to hang out with. He knew I was hanging out with this guy and that made things worse. My husband didn’t believe in a separation and caused all kinds of havoc because he thought that I was cheating on him because we were still married. I had tried to explain it to him until we were arguing again every time. Well, let’s just say that he finally left and moved back in with his ex-wife.

Eventually, my employment terminated because of the resort being sold to someone else and I ended up moving back in with my husband and his ex-wife. It was okay for awhile until my unemployment kicked in and we were able to find our own place. When we moved it was to what used to be an old hotel turned into condos/ offices. We lived in the back section which they called condos.

When the owner found out that I was researching on opening a nonprofit for the homeless he had given me one of the offices. Myself with another girl began setting things up in this new office and I knew as well as my husband that it would be long days of working to get things situated and running. He didn’t care too much for that because at five o’clock he was at the office door telling me it was time to close up and come home.The arguments started all over again because he wanted me to come home so that he could go to sleep. It was a strain until I finally helped him get his disability so that he could help pay the bills.

After so many arguments and it stressing me out to where I couldn’t think straight to work on the nonprofit, I told him it was over and again he went off. I ended up having to get a restraining order out on him because he started threatening my life and the lives of anyone around me. He couldn’t grasp the concept of why I got a restraining order but it didn’t stop him from harassing me. I finally filed for divorce and that threw him into a cycle of destruction because he wanted the attention and for someone to take care of him.

After the divorce was final, he still managed to harass me, even when he had prostitutes living with him. I was his focal point and he did whatever he could to try to get me to come back to him. I wanted to remain his friend but he didn’t want that. His tone then turned to threatening me again and it became too much for me. I even spent a lot of time setting up a national charity walk for which I was going to walk across the United States to raise awareness for the homeless population. I got half way across to Texas before my treasurer went down with an illness which took her life back in two thousand and fifteen. It was traumatic for me because I had just spoken to her a week before she died. I disappeared for a little while to regroup and make things happen for the nonprofit. Everything was going smoothly until we hit a roadblock financially. So for the rest of the year, we had limited services because I was funding the project off of my own money.

My ex-husband and I finally called a truce and tried to become friends. It lasted a little while until I found a distant relative one state up from where we were. She invited me to come stay with her and so my ex-husband moved me up there and he ended up staying as well. I felt bad for him because he was needy and it seemed like he couldn’t live life on his own. After a few months, I finally found a place of my own which wasn’t that great but it was out of my relatives house and it gave me some space from the ex-husband.

I was on my own and started dating someone, when low and behold my ex-husband got thrown out of my relative’s house. He stayed with me for a couple weeks before we could get him into his own trailer on the property. He stayed for a few months before heading back down south to be with his ex-wife before me and his kid. I had been on my own for a couple of years until I married a mutual person that my ex-husband and I knew. Let’s just say that my ex-husband and his ex-girlfriend caused quite a stir and with all the threats of how we need to get our marriage annulled. It became a fiasco there for awhile with all the threatening phone calls, the mean emails, it was something to see.

We have just celebrated our third year anniversary back in October and we still feel like we are on the honeymoon happy and content. Every day is an adventure with one another. It still makes the exes fume and it seems like every year it starts all over again. My ex-husband has since remarried, but get this, they got married the day after our wedding anniversary. Whenever something bad happens in his relationships, I am the cause and he starts crap with me all over again. It is just too funny.

I told my husband, who loves me dearly, that we must be a powerful force since no one wants to see us together. It seems like all hell breaks loose when I post pictures of us online and share how happy we are. In all, it has been a crazy ride and I have found my soulmate and we live happily ever after, sometimes with the reminder of the curse of the ex-husband.


Leslie’s Betrayal

Leslie Thompson was your ordinary housewife who was married to a millionaire who belonged to many organizations and even a seat on the stock market. She was your average size with a very athletic build since she seemed to work out every day. She always managed to keep herself up and attractive, especially while her husband’s male guests were around. She wore her blonde hair down and in seductive waves which accentuated her ocean blue eyes. She casually wore skirts and dresses but found time to lay by the pool in a skimpy bikini hoping someone would see her.

You see, her husband was much older than she and had gray hair along with plenty of wrinkles to prove it. His name is Carmichael Thompson and is looked up to and envied by all his associates. He has that perfect trophy wife who dives into their bank account every chance she gets. He works all day and then comes home to his loving and cunning wife who caters to his every whim. She shows him affection and love even though he cannot satisfy her in the bed like a man should. Given his age, he does suffer from erectile dysfunction and does not believe in taking any medication to correct it. He just works, brings home the money, and gives his wife whatever her heart desires.

They have been married for the better of ten years and have no children between the two of them. Carmichael does have children from a previous marriage which he is very fond of and loves dearly.They are grown and have families of their own each having a trust fund but very profitable jobs. Carmichael hopes that one day his only son of three children will take over his seat on the stock market and carry on his name. His children bring the grandchildren around often so they could know their grandfather. None of which care for the likes of his trophy wife. All of his children know her to be or have doubts that she is nothing but a golddigger who can’t wait for their father to die. When the children do come around Leslie does her best to try and get them to like her and call her mom but they have spoken their peace about that situation.

Leslie has gone through a lot since being married to Carmichael especially with foreplay and no sexual contact. For ten years they have had a sexless marriage and she has been kind for long enough. When other male associates are around, he doesn’t see the exchange of signals between them and his bride. She has become notorious for trying extracurricular activities while her husband is away on business. Some of his closest associates have tasted of her sexuality. She has become a harlot in the worst way, until one day when she noticed someone moving in next door. She got herself together and decided to welcome the new family to the neighborhood.

As she walked over she couldn’t see anything but this handsome, athletic build of a man carrying boxes into the house. His hair was a dirty blonde but well kept, his face dusted with a bit of dark facial hair, wearing a white tank top and blue jeans that just made his butt say “Come to Papa”.  He was gorgeous and had a slight tan to his skin. She almost couldn’t take her eyes off of him but had too before walking right into his mailbox. Leslie made her way up his driveway and started talking to herself as she was figuring out what to say to him. She stumbled over many words with excitement.

Leslie finally made it up to the truck where this handsome neighbor was unpacking it and she finally caught his eye with a soft and gentle hello that slipped from her red lips. He stopped with a box in his arms and said hello back. He quickly introduced himself to her and she responded back with her name. His name as she heard it be was Peter. They had a quick conversation for Leslie could not keep her eyes from his masculine body. She also noticed that Peter could not take his eyes away from her slender body, admiring the sultry cleavage from her blouse. They exchanged a little conversation which had gotten a little personal like was he married, any kids, and she told Peter nothing of her husband. That would be her secret.

Peter stated that he needed to get the truck unpacked and returned before a certain time and that they would see each other again. Leslie took that statement and ran with it thinking her day may have come that she would finally be sexually satisfied by a real man. As she walked back towards her house, Leslie was grinning from ear to ear with excitement. She almost felt like a balloon ready to pop. When she made it back to the house she noticed a voicemail was on the machine and when she hit play it was the voice of her husband, which popped her little balloon, and he was informing her that they would have guests over for dinner.

Leslie had this feeling of dread now because she had to plan dinner which took her time away from thinking about Peter. She dauntedly made the dinner list and gave it to the cook to prepare and then headed upstairs to collapse on her bed and think about those tight, sexy jeans Peter was wearing. She laid there on the bed in a kind of daze picturing Peter in her mind. She had never gone as far as just kissing with any other man and Leslie knew that Carmichael trusted her, with everything. At that moment she was torn between trust and lust. Which would she choose to be her demise?

She got up off the bed and began pacing back and forth across the floor trying to decide what is best for her and her marriage. As she was pacing, she happened to notice out the window that she had the perfect view of Peter’s pool and cabana. Her mind went into overdrive once more. It almost sickened her with having to make a life-changing decision unless she never gets caught. But who’s to say that if Peter finds out she is married will the truth come out? Would Peter actually tell on her to Carmichael? These were decisions she had to weigh out and which would benefit her the most.

Once Leslie noticed the time she ran into the shower to wash away her sin of lust for another man before her husband came home. She did everything she could to get herself ready and present herself as calmly as possible. After dressing, she went downstairs to check on the meal being prepared because Carmichael prides himself on the finest of everything, even his wife. Leslie has many skeletons floating in her closet and fears that only one of them escaping could cost her everything.

She made her way around the house making the preparations for the table and the table settings and as she started to turn around, Carmichael was unlocking the front door and entering with two of his fellow associates plus one. Peter was bringing up the rear following everyone into the house. Leslie looked at him directly and wasn’t sure if she should he happy he was in her house or frustrated now that Peter knows she is married. She was not sure at the moment how to respond until Carmichael introduced them and Leslie replied back that she had met him earlier that day as he was moving his personal things into the house next door. Peter just smiled and confirmed that they had met each other earlier in the day.

Carmichael had excused himself and Leslie from their guests to have a few words with each other. They moved into Carmichael’s den and sat on the sofa together when Carmichael was informing her that he ran into Peter coming up the drive and invited him to dinner. She was pleased with her husband’s decision and leaned forward kissing him and telling him how much she admired him. After speaking with each other and showing affection they got up off the beige sofa and walked back in where their guests were waiting.

Carmichael was informed that dinner was ready and asked that everyone join him in the dining room to enjoy a well-cooked meal. Everyone met in the dining room and seated at the old cherry oak dining table. Leslie happened to notice that Peter was seated right across from her and smiling. At that point, she thought she would be sick but kept pursuing the decision in her mind to betray her husband’s trust so that she might have one night of pleasure or do not think about it anymore. Leslie was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t even hear Carmichael talking to her. She was startled suddenly when Carmichael reached out for her hand to regain her attention. She quickly apologized for being so rude and he asked his wife again if she was feeling well to which she replied “yes, I’m fine”

With everyone seated around the table, it was time to eat this magnificent meal and enjoy some good conversation among friends. Leslie really wasn’t in the good conversation mood because she had to look directly across the table to a man she wanted so badly. She looked at Peter and then to her husband Carmichael and back to Peter. This was becoming very stressful for Leslie to handle. She could not let anyone see how uncomfortable she really was sitting there. Through listening to the conversation between the men she did pick up on the fact that Peter was not married, nor did he have any children. He was an artist who made a living showcasing his work, which proved to be elegantly profitable. The night carried on until it was time to say good night.

Carmichael with Leslie in arm escorted everyone to the front door and bid them good night. Once everyone was gone and the door locked Carmichael turned to his bride to give her a passionate kiss for the evening. He told her to go ahead on to bed as he had some work to do in his den before retiring for the evening. Leslie smiled and agreed and headed up the stairs as Carmichael looked on. Once upstairs, Leslie had disrobed and put on her sleeping gown for bed but not before looking out her bedroom window and seeing Peter walk around his backyard by the pool. He wasn’t on his phone, so why would he be pacing around when suddenly he looked up towards Leslie’s window and saw her standing there looking towards him. Peter stopped pacing long enough to give a quick wave to Leslie before walking back into his house.

Now Leslie was curious as to what he was thinking about that had him pacing with a puzzled look on his face. She was still left with the decision of betraying her husband to be with another man or keeping things together with Carmichael. What was Leslie to do? Her body craved the touch of another man but her mind was on her marriage of wealth. If she were to betray Carmichael’s trust she risked losing everything for one night of passion. With that thought, she retired to her bed and fell fast asleep.

About two o’clock in the morning, she was awakened by Carmichael coming to bed. He got undressed and then put on his silk pajamas before climbing into bed with his faithful wife as he knew her to be. He snuggled up to her, kissed her cheek and softly whispered good night in her ear before falling off to sleep.

The next morning, Leslie woke up to the sun shining brightly through her windows and the smell of freshly brewed coffee. She got out of bed and wrapped her robe around her shoulders before heading downstairs. As she entered the kitchen, she gazed upon Carmichael sitting at the breakfast nook enjoying a hot cup of coffee and reading his daily paper. She walked over to him kissing his cheek and sensually saying good morning my love. Carmichael replied the same greeting back to her as he flipped through the pages of the newspaper. The maid had gotten her a cup of coffee as Leslie took a seat at the breakfast nook with her husband. Even though they were not really sexual with one another, Leslie did enjoy her husband’s company and conversation.

After finishing his first cup and while the maid was pouring his second cup, Carmichael had informed Leslie that he would be leaving for a few days to handle some business overseas. She was a little taken by his information as now she would be left alone in this house fighting with her self-conscious mind. She smiled at her husband and asked when he would be leaving. Carmichael told her that a car would be here for him in about an hour to take him to the airport. She reached for his hand and covered it with hers while looking Carmichael straight in the eyes smiling and telling him to have a good trip and she will miss him very much. Carmichael placed his other hand on top of hers stating he would miss every minute without his lovely bride. After which he stood up and wrapped his paper under his arm and headed back upstairs to pack and get changed.

Leslie watched her husband walk up the stairs and out of sight before she was biting her lip and playing with the four-karat diamond ring on her finger. Would she take advantage of her husband’s trip away from home to kindle the fire that burns inside her? With his bags in hand about forty-five minutes later, Carmichael comes down the stairs and to the front door where Leslie meets him. He kisses his wife’s lips and hugs her tightly whispering how much he loves her and that he will see her soon. She smiles at him and tells him that she loves him dearly and will miss him each day that he is away from her. After saying their goodbyes, Leslie watches standing at the door as her husband walks down the steps and into the black sedan waiting for him. As the car pulls away, Carmichael blows a kiss to his bride and she returns it with a wave as she watches the car pull down the drive and disappearing behind the trees.

Now with Carmichael gone Leslie is contemplating whether she attempt it with Peter or save herself for her husband. She goes back upstairs and over to her window where she sees Peter in his yard sitting on a lounger next to the pool and gazing up at her window. Leslie wonders if he has the same dilemma which is taking the chance of being together with a married woman without the husband finding out. Peter notices Leslie in the window and gives a small wave to her and she gives a wave back. She starts to blush and walks away from the window still biting on her lip. Leslie then gets dressed more appropriately for the day and before she can get down the stairs there is a knock at the front door.

Upon opening the door there stands Peter in a white tank top and some tight blue jeans. Leslie is dumbfounded as to why he is at her door. Peter says hello and asks if she would like some company. Leslie hesitates for a minute but then agrees to let him inside. The walk into the sitting room and both have a seat across from each other before starting their conversation.  Peter asks her how her morning is going and tells her he saw Carmichael leave with bags in his hands. Leslie tells Peter that she is doing good so far today and that Carmichael had a business trip to attend too. When she informs Peter that Carmichael will be away for a few days she can see the tiny smile on his face as it lights up.

Peter then begins the conversation of how long they have been married and do they have children before popping the question was she happy in her marriage. It kind of threw Leslie off that a man she just met would ask such a question. As much as she wanted to lie about it, she found herself telling Peter how unhappy she was in her sexless marriage. Peter seemed to sympathize with her being that he has been single for quite some time. They sat and talked for at leat a few hours getting to know one another before Peter had another appointment he had to attend too. Leslie walked him to the door and before she could say goodbye, Peter had her in his arms and pushing his lips against hers. She almost felt as if she was melting being kissed so passionately by Peter. She lost herself in the moment and found her arms wrapped around him feeling his masculine body as she pulls it towards her. One they broke their lip lock away from each other Peter then bid her a good day and walked down the steps.

Leslie was in awe of such a kiss and the thought of her husband was nowhere in her mind. She had not been kissed like that in a long time and it felt so good. She felt a little weak in the knees and she could feel the smile on her face from one side to the other. She closed the door and stood up against it as the feelings of euphoria ran through her body. Peter was making her decision hard to make but then again making it much easier for her to fall into the web of deception. Would she make the decision to betray her husband’s trust with the other man?

Later that evening, Leslie was lounging out back by the pool in a very thin summer dress with spaghetti straps reading her favorite book when suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around her eyes. It startled her but then she felt warm moist kisses on her neck which made her drop her book to her lap as she laid her head back and enjoyed those kisses as they went all the way around the back of her neck until those lips met hers. She reached up and grasped at the hands covering her face and pulled them away to see Peter’s eyes staring back at her. She then closed her eyes and relaxed in his arms as she tasted his lips and felt his hands caressing her body.

Leslie became aroused to the point where she couldn’t control it and found herself in a situation where there was no return. She laid there feeling Peter’s hands caressing and exploring her body before she started to take off his shirt to rub her hands over his masculine chest. There she was betraying her husband with another and it didn’t seem to bother her because she was lost in the moment of ecstasy. Her hands caressing the sides of his face as she melted in his arms. Leslie knew there was no going back from her thrilling moment of euphoria and it was bound to happen anyway.

The feeling and moment had ended up in the same bed she shares with her husband. The kissing and rubbing and bodily juices being shared with one another. How could she keep this secret from her husband? How could she have betrayed her loving and caring husband who would have given her the world had she only asked for it. Leslie’s mind and body were being taken over by Peter’s seduction. Her body was giving in and she could stop it. It all happened so fast and lasted most of the night.

The next morning, Leslie rose up in bed to find Peter gone and the bed a mess. She had at the moment realized what she had done but felt no remorse. She felt revitalized and fresh as if stepped right out of the fountain of youth. One night of passion had renewed her body and spirit. Leslie felt alive again but then the thought had hit her, what about Carmichael? How was she supposed to keep it a secret of how good she feels? Would Peter, in fact, betray her and tell Carmichael of her infidelity? Everything was up in the air now and Leslie didn’t know which way to turn.

Leslie had hidden away for a few days to rethink her actions and to what she was going to tell Carmichael if the situation arises. She was dumbfounded by everything going on and how her emotions were overbearing. She really had no alibi for her actions and her thought would be to tell Carmichael the truth then have him find out from someone else. She pondered on this for awhile before coming to a conclusion.

It was the day before Carmichael was due home and Peter had made an unannounced visit to which he again seduced Leslie into her bed and took every measure to pleasure her before her sexless husband came home. It seems he would be the one to pleasure her while her elderly husband was away on business trips. Again she fell for his seductions and ended up in the bed she shares with Carmichael. With all the pleasure and ecstasy around her, it was nothing compared to what was about to happen.

In the midst of her euphoria, she was unaware that Carmichael had just walked in the front door a day early from his trip. She was feeling every emotion and erotic feeling course through her body but once her eyes opened she saw Carmichael standing beside the bed in disgust. Peter had jumped up quickly putting his jeans on while Leslie covered her body with the very sheets she had soiled with another man. Carmichael could not get words to protrude through his lips but Leslie could tell he was not happy about his find.

Leslie was quick to try and explain things to Carmichael who just threw his hands up and walked out of the room quietly. She had also jumped up and threw her robe around her body covering it and following Carmichael down the stairs. He was in no mood to discuss what he saw and headed straight for the liquor cabinet. Peter then came down the stairs trying to defend Leslie and taking the blame for what had happened, but Leslie had already betrayed Carmichael not once, but twice now. Her emotions were all over the place, she was confused, scared, guilty, and overall she hated herself for betraying Carmichael who did anything but love and adore her. Now she has lost the trust from her husband, the one she gave vows of faithfulness too.

After swallowing down two shots of cognac, Carmichael then turned to his soiled bride and asked her to pack her things. Leslie dropped to the floor hugging Carmichael’s waist begging for forgiveness but none was to be found. She had betrayed her husband’s trust and that she would not get back. He asked her one more time nicely and calmly to go pack her things and he would call a cab for her. Leslie cried even more, pleading for another chance but her remorse and pleadings were shrugged off by the man who adored everything about her.

Carmichael then seeing that Leslie was not going to move to go pack her things demanded the maid come into the room. Once she arrived, Carmichael demanded the maid to go and pack his wife’s things and put them on the front walk. The maid being confused by such an order that she hesitantly went up the stairs to begin packing. Leslie was in distraught by now about what she had done and kept insisting that Carmichael forgive her and give her another chance. Carmichael did so very gently pushed Leslie away from his body and demanded that Peter takes her to his house since he was so wanting to romance her. Peter looked at Carmichael with doubt in his eyes that Carmichael will not forgive Leslie for being an adulteress and grabbed up Leslie gently and walking her back up stairs to get dressed and to get her things.

Once Leslie was dressed, Peter had escorted her to the front door with bags in hand and outside tho the walk. Leslie stopped and looked back at Carmichael who had so much disgust in his eyes that he could not even look her in the face. She again begged for his forgiveness and all that was to come from Carmichael’s lips were the words, “you will be receiving divorce papers in a few days”. Leslie broke down and almost collapsed into Peter’s arms after hearing those words from Carmichael. The words that she dreaded to ever hear from him.

A taxi soon showed up for Leslie and her things, but Peter had asked her to come to his house until she could find a place of her own and get on her own feet. Peter then sent the taxi away after giving him a tip for showing up and carried Leslie and her things over to his house next door. Crying and sobbing all the way over while looking back at Carmichael as he walked back into the house closing the door saying goodbye to Leslie.