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A Gentleman’s Code

The Tainted Series

By T.L. Tate

Copyright 2018 by T.L. Tate

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Other stories in The Tainted Series:

A Gentleman’s Curse

A Gentleman’s Folly

A Gentleman’s Pride

The Reluctant Scoundrel

The Reluctant Fool

The Reluctant Hero

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The sound of loud music mixed with the distinct sounds of merriment and an excess of libation. Several of my neighbors came by to see what all the noise was about and why there were so many cars parked on our street, and as a result, most of them stayed. What started as a somewhat small work soirée grew into a full-blown block party. Luckily, my neighbors fired up their own grills so I wasn’t stuck doing all of the cooking. Some of the older couples magically materialized extra fruit salads, casseroles and desert dishes. Some of the younger couples materialized coolers, two kegs, a few milk crates of booze and some side dishes. People came and went. Some faces were familiar from work or other neighborhood gatherings. Some weren’t. Regardless, everyone seemed to be having a good time and I didn’t mind the impromptu party. My only wish was that Rachel was there.

I had a few minutes to myself, so after finding a quiet refuge in the pantry in my kitchen, I pulled out my phone.

I opened a video call and dialed my wife.

She answered after the third ring.

When she came on the line, her face was bright and full of life. It has only been a few days since she left to work out east but the distance seemed to be working well for her. I on the other hand was having a hard time keeping my composure.

“Hey baby!” The sound of her sweet voice washed over me and caused muscles that I didn’t realize were tense to relax.

I smiled into the phone. “Hey honey.”

“What’s up?”

I took a deep breath while staring into the phone. It was pathetic just how much I missed her and how twisted I got from just seeing her on the small screen of a smartphone. “Nothing, I just missed you.”

She tilted her head to the side and smiled so prettily that I fell in love with her all over again. Her long brown locks obscured a part of her face. “Aww! That’s so sweet. I miss you too baby.”

There was a loud noise in the background.

Rachel looked puzzled, “What was that?”

I opened the door and saw a few of my houseguests carrying the empty keg through the kitchen and presumably out the front door.

I came back to the call. “Just a few party guests making noise.”

“Party guests?” She looked confused and then her eyes grew wide. “Holy cow! The pool party! I totally forgot that I suggested that to my sister.”

I nodded, “Yeah. Well trust me, she didn’t forget.”

Rachel laughed, “Did she make a big deal out of it?”

I sighed, “You have no idea. Plus some of the neighbors came over and now we’re basically having a block party.”

She laughed and rolled over onto her back. “It’s like a virus! Oh man! I wish I was there.”

“Want to see the destruction you wrought?”

She sat up excitedly, “Yes! Show me.”

I left the pantry and headed to the screen door. Turning the camera around, I showed her the view of our backyard. There was an impromptu pool volleyball game taking place. Several people were relaxing in the hot tub. All the tables were full of either food, people eating food or people playing cards. There was some people in the middle of the yard playing cornhole. Almost everyone had a drink in their hands. Music blared and people were mingling.

I turned the camera around and headed back into the pantry. “And that’s just our backyard. I have no idea what’s going on elsewhere.”

She sighed, “Aww. It looks like you’re having a good time.”

“It would be better if you were here.”

She looked sad. “I know, babe. I know.”

A couple of weeks ago, I found out that my wife of 7-years, Rachel, had been carrying on an affair with one of her co-workers, Alex. When I found out about the affair I was understandably distraught. Rachel’s little sister, Toni, was the one that broke the news to me. Truthfully, I didn’t know what to do. I devoted my life to my marriage and to know that she felt the need to go outside of our marriage was a knockout blow.

I still don’t know how I didn’t see it. Our relationship had turned sour years ago and that forced me to feel the need to step it up in order to improve things. However, nothing that I did worked. She started an emotional affair 2-years ago, which evolved into a sexual affair 4-months ago.

It’s been just over two weeks since I found out and as you would expect, my life has been irrevocably altered. Just two weeks and I went from being a naïve but devoted husband, to being a broken shell of a man, to delving into bedroom antics with another woman, to getting into a fight, to eventually rekindling the emotions in the marriage, to having my wife suggest a trial separation. It has been a rollercoaster and honestly it feels like it has been way more than just two weeks. It feels like I’ve lived an entire life in that short timeframe.

After learning about the affair, I was determined to murder the old me. He was responsible for my pain. He followed this code that required him to be a gentleman above all else. That blind following of his Gentleman’s Code created a rift in my marriage, thus causing Rachel to search for a the missing pieces outside of our marriage. So I had to kill him.

The perfect coup de grâce presented itself in Toni. After finding out about Rachel, I wasn’t in a good place. After burning my bed sheets, I fell asleep. I was woken by Toni. She offered herself to me. I took advantage of the situation with both eyes open, effectively killing old-Jacob. Unfortunately, old-Jacob was buried in a remarkably shallow grave, because after finding out that she was busted, Rachel came running back to me. I wanted to tell her to piss off! Oh how I wanted to tell her that. The only problem was that damn code was still ingrained in my psyche. It was true that Rachel committed adultery. It was true that she betrayed our marriage—betrayed me. It was true that I both hated and resented her. Unfortunately, it was also true that I slept with her sister. Because of me crossing that sacred boundary, I felt that I had no choice but to give her one final chance.

I didn’t think there was anything that we could do to get back to where we were. Nevertheless, I suggested counseling and she took it as her lifeline and ran with it. We started seeing a marriage counselor, Dr. Amara Jeffries. At some point old-Jacob climbed out of his grave like a zombie and preceded in trying to take over new-Jacob’s heart. I tried to fight it but the love that I felt for Rachel wouldn’t be extinguished. I guess that’s what’s led us here. I blindly loved her and thought her above cheating. I blindly trusted her because of that love. I placed my image of her on a pedestal and ignored the real Rachel. She was a person who was growing and changing in a marriage where I wanted things to remain frozen in time but that’s not the way life is. People grow and change. People grow apart especially when they don’t grow together. That’s what happened to Rachel and I. But there was still love there, despite her infidelity and my revenge infidelity. We were committed to making it work but when I happened upon Rachel and Alex in a hotel together, that commitment took a backseat.

What I thought was a secret tryst was in actuality, Rachel’s attempt at ending things with finality. Of course, I didn’t know that, so upon seeing them, I followed them to their room. I burst open the door and found Rachel pointing a loaded 9mm at his chest. As shocked as I was upon seeing this it was all erased once I realized that he had hit her. The two of us brawled and I might’ve killed him if Rachel hadn’t stopped me.

Unfortunately, that confrontation proved to be too much for Rachel. She felt at fault for me being in that situation and the realization damaged her. After talking to Amara, she decided that a trial separation would be the only way for her to regain a sense of self and work through her trauma.

She’s been gone, taking a promotion out East, for the last few days. She seems to be doing fine, as near as I can tell.

If you ask me if I love my wife, the answer is yes. If you ask me if I miss my wife, the answer is yes. If you ask me if I’m still hurt and mad at my wife, the answer is yes. If you ask me if I trust my wife, the answer is a resounding no. She lied to me for years and only told me the truth and ended things after I found out. That soft-hearted old-Jacob is responsible for me even staying in the marriage. Perhaps it would be better if I had just ended things then. I’m not a child. I know that love alone is not enough to keep a relationship, especially a marriage, in place. But I also know that you can’t just cut and run when things get bad. It would be easy to say, lets end things. But we’re not kids. We’re not dating. We’re married. We made vows and despite how fucked up what we did was, we have to try to make things work. If they don’t work then at least we’ll have the knowledge that we did everything that we could. It’s a small solace.

Turning back to the phone, Rachel was watching me with softness in her eyes. After nearly losing me, it occurred to her just how much I meant to her. Humph! Imagine that. I honestly believed that she didn’t want to lose me and I didn’t want to lose her but now that we’re in this trial separation it was hard not to feel like that was ultimately where things were headed.

“Do you want to see my room?” Her employer set her up in a long stay hotel while she settled into the new position.

I tried to sound enthusiastic. “Sure!”

She took me around the room. It was a bit more comfortable looking than your standard hotel suite. Nevertheless, it was still a hotel. There was only so much that she could do to make things feel like home. As she walked around, I noticed that she had taken several pictures from our house (like our wedding photos and other knick-knacks) and had positioned them around the room.

“That’s it!”

“Well it doesn’t look too bad. How’s the job going?”

“Umm, not bad. I think I’ll have to cut a few people loose though. I’ve only been at it for a few days and I already see reasons why this branch has suffered. There’s this clique of employees who refuse to get with the times. They think they’re above the law and the previous managers have let them run the show and practically get away with murder.”

“Yeah? Do you want my advice?”

She smiled, “Yeah. Is it to fire them?”

I nodded. “Yep.”

“I figured you’d say that. I think this is likely the best time.”

“Why? To make a statement?”

“No, not so much to make a statement. But I haven’t formed any real bonds with anyone. Before I do, it would be best to set boundaries that way that know that I’m not there to play. I’m there to succeed.” There was fire in her eyes and I knew in that moment that she was right where she should be. I had been pushing her to leave her job even before I knew about the affair. She was always against the idea. She liked her job and now that she has been given a chance to showcase her leadership talents, she wants to do her best.

It was nice. A few weeks ago, we didn’t talk about our work at all. Now, I knew what was going on with her and she knew what was going on with me…except for the whole Toni thing. I’m going to take that shit to my grave!

“Where’s Toni? I didn’t see her out there.”

“Oh I’m sure she’s out there somewhere. She dragged my assistant, Sarah, over here early to set up. Since then she’s been the life of the party.”

“Haha! Sounds like her! Well don’t let her get you into any trouble, kay?”

I nodded. “Of course, babe.”

“Well, you’d better go. Thanks for calling me.”

“I guess you’re right and you’re welcome.”

“Umm, Jake?”

“Yeah, babe?”

“I love you.” She looked nervous.

I smiled into the phone. “I love you, too.”

She let out a large sigh of relief and then blew a kiss into the phone. A moment later, my phone went dark. I walked out of the pantry and found Sarah in the kitchen. She was pouring a bag of chips into a large bowl.

She saw me and nearly jumped out of her clothes. “Oh! Jake! I didn’t know you were in there.”

“Sorry. I was on the phone.”

She turned back to the bowl, her pretty face flushed. “That makes sense. It’s probably too loud anywhere else.”

I leaned against the closed door and watched her. “Yeah.” Sarah was an odd one. For one, she puts on this sort of mousy air at work. She dresses in clothes that are slightly too large for her. She never wears make-up. At work she just sort of fades into the background. Upon first glance, she seems like the type of person that colors inside the lines and never strays. Of course, she has her moments.

On one of the last days that Rachel was here, she came to my office in the middle of the day and the two of us got it on in my office. During our escapade, I noticed that my previously locked door had been unlocked and opened, and there was someone watching quietly through the door. I had my suspicions but they weren’t confirmed until earlier this morning when that very same eye was found watching me shower. The only people in my house at that time was Toni, Sarah and I. I knew it wasn’t Toni. Hell, if it were Toni, she would’ve probably kicked open the door and took incriminating photos or something equally as embarrassing. No it was Sarah.

One other thing that became apparent was that underneath those multiple layers, lanky hair, and mousy exterior was a drop-dead babe. When she showed up at my home with Toni, not only was she dressed in practically nothing, her small body was out of this world. She was toned from the bottom to the top, her breasts were deceptively larger than even I would’ve imagined, almost as large as Toni’s. Her straight hair was curled and she was even wearing make-up. Seeing her like that was enough to make me understand how she was engaged. If this was the sight that her fiancé got to see then it was easy to see how he fell for her. She was deceptively, distractingly and dangerously sexy.

Cliché or not, my assistant was a hottie.

That was this morning. Now she stood in my kitchen, her face still made-up and her hair still curled, but she was wearing a super baggy bathing suit cover that did nothing but hide the body underneath. I mean the thing went down below her knees. It was by far the least sexy thing that a person could wear. I mean she would’ve been better off wearing a trash bag. No joke!

I was just getting ready to ask her about it when one of the new faces walked in from the backyard.

“There you are, Sarah. What are you doing?”

Sarah looked up at him, a thin smile on her lips. “Hey Chris. Nothing. We were running low on chips so I came in here for a quick refill.”

With a drink in hand, Chris walked over to her, put his arm around her shoulder, and kissed her cheek. “That’s my girl. Working when you’re supposed to be mingling.” He laughed bawdily. Despite being in front of her boss, he slapped her behind and she jumped as a result. This only made him laugh even harder.

For a sweet girl like Sarah to be engaged to a raging jackass like him was a mystery that could only be explained by several sacrifices to some gods and maybe a deal with the Devil. She deserved better.

He turned to me as Sarah did the same. Her eyes were apologetic and his were watery from too much liquor.

He smiled at me as he had his arm around Sarah’s waist. “Thanks for inviting me to this get together. Man! You people really know how to throw a party!”

Sarah sucked in air so sharply that it would cut you if you got too close.

I cut my eyes at him, “You people?” I didn’t know whether to knock him senseless or drown him in my sink.

He was still smiling, oblivious. “Yeah. You know…Bl…!”

Sarah smashed the bowl of chips into his chest and turned to look up at him. Her face red and a false smile on her face. He fumbled with the bowl but still caught it in his chest. “Why don’t you take this out to the table for me, babe.”

He smiled down at her, (again…oblivious to the danger he faced) and nodded. “No problem, babe.” He slapped her ass once more and then smiled at me. “Thanks again Jake!” Then he was gone.

I watched him go and then leaned back against my pantry door. Sarah did the same but leaned against the counter.

Her face was so red that she looked like a tomato. “I’m so sorry about him!”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “You shouldn’t have to apologize for him.”

Placing the palms of her hands over her eyes, I saw her press down like she was trying to force an image out of her mind. “But I always end up needing to. I hope he didn’t offend you too much.”

“He’s offensive to be sure. Unfortunately, that kind of crap is the type of thing you deal with when you’re Black in America. I hope you don’t mind me saying but your fiancé is kind of a dick.”

She shook her head as if I wasn’t telling her anything she didn’t already know. “Yeah, I’m aware.”

“What’s his deal?”

“Oh, he means well. That’s to say he isn’t hateful in his racisms. We’re just from a small town in Kentucky and people formed these idea about different groups. He seems to think all those stereotypes are accurate. He’s stuck in his ways. I thought moving up here, living close to one of the suburbs and working in Chicago would help him see that the world is not what we were taught growing up but he just sees the crime and the drugs and thinks that that’s all there is in these communities.”

I moved next to her. “You seem to have turned out okay.”

She still wouldn’t look at me. Not that I blamed her. “It was hard at first. Talk about a culture shock. I mean we had one stoplight, 6 police officers, and we all went to the same school from kindergarten to high school. Now we’re so close to Chicago and there’s all this life and all these people. It’s awesome.”

I put my arm on her shoulder and pulled her into me. “Well I’m glad things worked out for you.”

She sighed and relaxed into me. “Thanks, Jake.”

“So why did you invite him?”

She growled, “I wish I hadn’t! But I didn’t have a choice. He knew I was going to a party. Even if it was a work thing he didn’t want me to be there alone. Which translates into him being a controlling, oppressive, closed minded jackass.”

“You could’ve just told him no. Right?”

“See that’s just it. I couldn’t. I never can. I’ve tried but he never listens. I figured it was better to just not fight about it.”

“Well that doesn’t seem healthy.”

She didn’t disagree. “I know but we’ve dated since junior high. He’s the only guy I’ve been with. I just feel like he’s my responsibility now. I can’t abandon him.”

I’ve heard that type of language before. That was the same stuff that old-Jacob used to spew when Rachel would do something bitchy or downright mean. He couldn’t leave her because she was his responsibility. Humph! I guess it’s not just guys that have a code, huh?

There was nothing I could say…rather, there was nothing that I did say. This was her path and if this was how she decided to travel I couldn’t interfere without a written invitation. Nevertheless, to show her that I understood her troubles, I squeezed her shoulder and rubbed her arm. She sighed and buried the back of her head in my chest.

We sat there for a few seconds and then separated. It was a good thing that we did because Toni burst through the door seconds later.

“There you two are!” She bounced towards us. Toni wasn’t hiding anything. It wasn’t her style. Her breasts bounced in her matching black and gold bikini. Her brown curls were wet and clung to her shoulders. Her moist lips were kissable and her smile was wicked. “What are you two up to?” She forced herself in between Sarah and I, placing her arm around Sarah’s waist and her hand on my behind.

Sarah was the first to respond. “I came to get chips but I sent Chris out with them.”

“Ah, Chris.” Toni rolled her eyes and spoke his name with such vehemence that left little doubt of her disdain for the young man. She looked at me, “And you?”

I answered, “I came in to call Rachel.”

“Ah! How is my dear big sis?”

“She’s doing okay.”

Sarah glanced at me. “I don’t see your wife. Is she working or something?”

Shaking my head, my voice was pained. “No. We’ve had some issues so we’re separated for the time being.”

“Oh!” Her face was oddly expressive but she settled for only saying that.

I felt Toni’s hand squeeze down as she nodded. She even twisted her face into a sad expression, which I thought was a nice touch. “Yeah, unfortunately, they’re going through a bit of a rough patch. That’s why you and I need to do all that we can to help this great guy turn his frown upside down!”

Sarah blushed and reached for an unopened bottle of pop. I looked down at Toni. She thought she was so clever. “I’m not frowning.”

“Oh shut it! Now lets get back out there and party. It’s turned into quite the little gathering.”

Before she left, Sarah looked up at me, her expression earnest. “I’m sorry about your wife. She seemed like a nice lady.”

“Thanks, Sarah.”

Sarah left before Toni and I. As she headed through the sliding door, Toni grabbed my arm and held me in place. Once the door closed, she turned to me.

“Did you see that?” Although she was whispering, there was such excitement in her voice that it was hard not to get motivated by it.

“Did I see what?”

She rolled her brown eyes. “Seriously? You didn’t see how excited she was when she found out you were separated? I’m telling you that girl wants you bad.”

Toni still didn’t know that I was already aware of Sarah’s attraction. I didn’t feel it necessary to inform her so I just let her continue thinking what she wanted to. “If you say so.”

“I do! Anyway, can you believe it? It’s like what the hell happened? She went from Top Model, this morning to Grandma Trash-bag for the party. What the fuck?”

On this I had to agree. “Yeah, I know. It’s weird.”

“If you ask me, I think it’s because that fiancé of hers doesn’t want her showing off.”

“Hmm, maybe. I wonder though.”

She looked confused, “What do you mean?”

I shrugged, “It’s hard to explain but I feel like maybe she’s not doing it so much to please him but to keep him at a distance. If you notice she doesn’t seem too taken by her own fiancé.”

“Hmm”, she said as she crossed her arms. “I’ll have to pay more attention. Maybe you’re right.”

“Who knows. So why did you really come in here?”

Now she looked at me conspiratorially, “I wanted to make sure that you weren’t making a move on Sarah without me.”

I laughed, “Toni, really? I’m not going to make a move on her especially now. She’s engaged. I’m separated. I’m her boss. There’s just too much crap going on. I don’t need to add to it.”

“Yeah, I guess I didn’t consider all of that. Oh well. Just because Sarah is off limits doesn’t mean that I’m not going to get dicked-down right?” Her large brown eyes were studying me but the question was so absurd that I could do nothing but laugh.

“Holy hell, Toni! Some times you’re too much.”

Smiling, her small hand cupped my package. “I wasn’t kidding earlier. I’ve wanted this for too long. Now that you gave me a taste don’t think that you’re going to be able to run away from me now. I’ve wanted you since you first started dating my sister. She left and you have a hall pass. I’m definitely going to take advantage.” She stood on her toes and quickly kissed my lips and then turned and headed towards the backyard where the rest of the guests were congregating.

I watched her leave and wondered what the hell I had gotten myself into.

Are you sure I shouldn’t stay and help clean up?” Sarah’s eyes were kind and full of angst. The reason was obvious.

Looking over her shoulder, I saw Chris sitting on the stool by my front door. Although saying that he was “sitting” was giving it too much credit. The only thing keeping him propped up was the wall, Sarah’s bag and few stacked boxes. His pale face was red from way too much alcohol. He was beyond hammered.

I looked down at her and put my hand on her shoulder. “No, it’s fine. Most of the guests are gone anyway. Go ahead and take him home. It looks like you’re going to have your work cut out for you.”

She nodded. “Thanks, Jake.” She stood on her toes and gave me a quick hug, making sure that none of her private areas touched mine. “Sorry again.”

“No, it’s fine. I told you that you shouldn’t have to apologize for him.”

“Yeah, but we all have our crosses to bear. He’s mine.”

Right on cue he slurred, “Such a nice party. You have a nice home. No drugs or nuthin, huh?”

She turned to him, “Shush, Chris!” She turned back to me, “I’d better go before he makes an even bigger ass of himself.” I got one final hug. “Thanks again.”

I watched as she headed towards him. He struggled to stand. Once he did, he perform a patronizing military salute at me and then turned right into my closed door. As he backpedaled, I tried hard not to laugh and Sarah caught him and held him in place as she opened the door and guided him out. I stood at the open door and watched her guide him down the walkway.

I called after her, “Sarah?”

They stopped as she turned back to look at me. “Yes, Jake?”

“Are you still hungry?” My usage of her earlier quip when she was obviously hinting at her attraction to me wasn’t lost on her. Even in the gloom I could see her face darken.

Not being privy to the inside joke, Chris slurred, “How can you be hungry? There was so much food.”

She pushed him even faster towards the passenger seat of her car. “N-nothing. It’s nothing. I ate. I’m not hungry. L-l-lets go, babe. Thanks again, Jake. See you on Monday!”

Once she got him situated in the car she climbed in the driver’s seat and piloted the car down my street and back to their apartment.

Closing the door, I chuckled. But that levity was short lived once I took a look at the mess that was left behind. I blew out a large sigh. “Well, I’d better get to work.”

My house was in disarray. The last of the partygoers walked out of the front door, which just let me to clean up the mess. As I pulled out the trash bags, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand. Someone was watching me.

As you would expect, I turned and saw Toni’s mirthful brown eyes. “Why not leave that till later?”

I sat the bag on the counter. “How much later are you thinking? It’s already past 11 and I really don’t want to wake up to this mess.”

“Really?” Her eyes were dancing. I didn’t know if it was the effect of too much alcohol or if there was something else. She did a leggy catwalk towards me, as she did, she reached behind her back and untied her top. Her breasts were freed and with every other step I could just make out the edges of her small nipples as the material swayed. Once she was before me, she placed her hand on my chest, “Even if I do this?” She slowly sank to her knees.

My heart was thumping in my chest as I watched her eyes grow in excitement. Her fingers deftly untied my shorts and pulled them to the ground. My engorged member was free. She squeezed the base and worked the tip with her tongue. She watched me with so much lust in her eyes that I thought she would burn a hole through my soul.

Her brown curls fell down the length of her back while her head was tilted so that I could see it when my cockhead was sucked inside of her mouth.

I moaned in pleasure, “Oh God!”

I felt her smile as her head started bobbing. Soon her hair was moving in a flowing wave, back and forth. Slurping noises filled the air as she slipped her hand into her bikini bottoms. Soon she was moaning just as fervently as I was.

With my cock in her mouth, she muffled, “Pleaf, biv if oo ee!” I tilted my head at her questioningly. I couldn’t make out what she said. She removed my cock and a long trail of saliva followed. Once she caught her breath, she pleaded, “Please, give it to me!”

Ah! That made more sense. I nodded in agreement and she smiled. Tossing her top to the ground, she stood. I was still wearing my t-shirt but no bottoms. She was wearing her bikini bottoms with no top. She grabbed my hand and lead me towards the stairs. On our way I noticed that Sarah had left her bag when she was rushing her drunk partner out of my door. I figured I’d just take it into the office on Monday.

Toni impatiently pulled at my hand as she launched herself up the stairs. I followed close behind…but not too close. I loved watching her bubble butt bounce as she ran.

Once we were upstairs and in my bedroom, she pushed me down. I sat up long enough to remove my shirt and she stood long enough to remove her bottoms.

Now she was standing before me, naked and panting. Her brown curls fell in front of her face and her brown eyes were glowing. She sneered as she tensed her body to pounce. If I’m being honest, in that moment she looked somewhat mad. Perhaps she was. Hell, perhaps we both were. Related by marriage and we were both desperate to sleep with each other. I guess we were a little mad.

“I’ve been waiting for this.” Her voice was heavy with desire. It seemed to alter the very air in the room.

“Then come and get it.” My swollen cock was facing the sky. She took one final look at it and then licked her lips. She launched herself on top of me and I caught her in my chest and fell back. Her lips were on mine as her stomach pressed my cock against my own.

We rolled on the bed, our lips on each other’s body.

Soon I had her on her back with her arms pinned over her head. Her large breasts and small nipples were staring me in the eye. I glanced at her and the heat almost melted me. She nodded, knowingly. I greedily brought her breasts into my mouth. She tasted of sun, sweat and strawberries. It was a heady mix.

“God yes!” She arched her back off the bed. I released her hands and she wrapped them around my head, holding me tighter.

Her breasts were delicious but I knew that the reason she came back for seconds was partially because she was disappointed in her other partners. I didn’t want to disappoint.

I released her breasts and she sighed in wanting but when I moved down her body she moaned in anticipation. “Yes, eat my box, baby.”

Her pussy was so wet that it was difficult to tell if my mouth was overflowing with saliva or her thick juice. Either way, I was in Nirvana. With my face pressed tightly against her womanhood, I pressed the flat of my tongue against her entrance. I teased her by just barely pressing inside of her. I moved my tongue against her over and over, increasing the pressure until I found just the right amount. Reaching around her thigh, I grabbed a handful of her pubic hair and pulled gently.

She pressed her head back and yelped, “Fuck! That’s so good!”

Soon she was grew impatient with my teasing and wrapped her legs around my neck. Holding my head in her hands, she started humping my face. Sliding her whole pussy up and down my face until I was covered in her excitement. I watched her as she watched me. I saw an animal being released from its cage. She was here to fuck me and get fucked, that much was clear. However, this time she didn’t have the excuse of “trying to heal my wounds”. No, this time she was here for her and that by itself was enough reason for her to drop all of her guard and pretenses and just enjoy it.

The animal in her was beautiful. She took up all of my senses. My vision. My touch. My taste. My hearing. My sense of smell—everything was absorbed in Toni. Realizing that I was right were I wanted to be and didn’t have to put on airs was freeing. I wasn’t worried about anything or anyone except for the beautiful woman dancing on my tongue.

She must’ve noticed the change in me because she smiled salaciously. Then she did something that I didn’t see coming. She squeezed my neck and turned her hips. Soon, I was on my back and she was seated atop me.

Her bush was in my face and from this vantage, I could see the bottoms of her full breasts and her face in the glow of the streetlights. She looked fierce and extremely sexy.

Her voice was filled with smoke and desire. “The last time we were together, you completely wrecked me. You were in control and I loved it. But tonight, I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to be in control and you’re going to love me for it. I’ve had years to build a book of sexy scenarios that I’ve desperately wanted to do with you and this is one.”

Before I could ask more she pressed her pussy on my face. With one hand on my head and the other pulling at her nipple, she rode my face like I was little more than a man-sized toy. She was rough. She was so so rough and I loved it! She tilted her head back and moaned. “Fuck! Eat me, Jacob! Eat my fucking pussy, bitch!”

I did as she ordered. I let her use me and she was right, I loved her for it.

My face was covered in her juice and even my lips were starting to hurt but I didn’t want her to stop. I could feel my cock throbbing and I don’t think I’ve ever been harder in my life.

“I’m cumming! Oh God! I’m cumming on your fucking face!” She moved faster and faster, sitting down harder on me. Soon, I felt her thighs shake. “Oooooooooooo!” Her thighs, stomach, hand and even her head was shaking as tremors ran up her body.

Once her orgasm died down, she fell forward as I slid from underneath her. Grabbing my shirt off the bed, I wiped my face clean. I could still taste her on my lips and she tasted fine as fuck!

She was breathing heavily as she lay on the bed, her ass in the air. She slid on her stomach and I was right behind her.

I stretched out on top of her, my body pressing hers to the bed. I bit her shoulder and whispered, “My turn.”

I slid my legs under hers and she hooked her feet behind my calves. My cock didn’t have any trouble finding her wet entrance. She was still tired from her orgasm but she didn’t ask me to stop. As a matter of fact, she said, “Give it to me, baby. Tear that pussy up.”

I bit her again and then I slowly pressed inside of her. “Fuck!” It felt incredible.

Her pussy squeezed me just right as I buried myself inside of her. “You like that pussy, baby? That’s your pussy. Now fuck me with that big dick!”

I wanted to start off slow and work my way up to fucking her but she had other thoughts in mind. I remembered what she said earlier about being dicked down and smiled. If she wanted me to give it to her hard then that was what she was going to get.

Reaching my left arm around her chest, I grabbed her right breast and squeezed. I also wrapped my right arm around her neck and leaned over her. It was like I was hugging her. When my arms squeezed, I felt her pussy get even slicker.

“That’s it, baby. Take it! Take every inch of me!” She was pressing her butt against me, her body seducing me just as effectively as her words were.

Ask and you shall receive. I plunged inside of her depths until her body stopped me. There was still more of me left so I tensed and squeezed my hips into her. She screamed, “Fuck! More! Give me more!” So I did.

I was fucking her hard. I was fucking her roughly. I was marking her with my cock, making her depths open up and take all of me so that anyone that she is with in the future will know that I was there first.

Soon, I was on my knees and as a result, so was she. She tried to push herself up with her arms but I held her down with my arm. Slapping her ass, I rammed into her again and again. I haven’t fucked anyone this hard in a long time and it felt incredible.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and wrapped it around my hand. Her head tilted back as I used her hair as leverage to fuck her even more beastly.

“Yes! Yes!” Our bodies were slapping against each other as she cried out. “This is what I want. I want that dick in me. Give it to me! Give it to me!”

“Take this dick then! Take it all!”

I moved faster. I sweated more. She yelled and I roared. We were talking dirty and our bodies were doing even more dirty things. I was at my limit. I knew I was going to explode and I wanted nothing more than to do it in her abused cunt.

“Fuck me, baby! I’m so close. I’m so fucking clooooosssssseeeee!” Soon her head started shaking. She looked back at me from over her shoulder. Her eyes were teary. Her face was red. Her lips were covered in saliva as she drooled. In all of this, you would think that she would’ve screamed of her incoming climax but she didn’t. Her eyes met mine and she whispered, “I’m cumming. Oh God, Jacob. I’m cumming for you.” Given the intensity of the moment, her quiet whisper was sexier than anything else that was going on.

It pushed me over the edge. As I blew inside of her, her orgasm hit. She watched me for the first second or two and then her eyelids fluttered shut as she grunted. Her legs started kicking uncontrollably like she was running away. I grabbed her hips and kept her from escaping. She continued to kick and her hands twisted my sheets. Her pussy squeezed and worked around my cock.

We were both spent as we fell on the bed. I was panting. She was panting.

I looked over at her and her eyes were closed and she had this satisfied smile on her lips. Soon she opened her eyes and looked at me.

“Feel good?” I asked.

She nodded, “You have no idea!”

“Good.” That was all I could make out between breaths. Soon I started playing with her hair as she closed her eyes and sighed pleasurably. Minutes ticked by and we didn’t speak. I continued playing with her hair, she continued to smile in satisfaction. I broke the silence with my next question, “So, is there anything else in that book of yours?”

Her eyes flashed open. “You really want to know?”

I smiled, “I asked didn’t I?”

She stood slowly. Once she was fully erect, she wobbled slightly and caught herself on the bed. “Whoops!” She reached towards me, “Follow me.”

I took her hand and let her help me stand. She led me into the bathroom and turned on the shower. As she stepped into the steamy shower, I saw some of my cum running down her thigh. The sight excited me. I followed right behind her.

“Lets start here.” She turned and spread her cheek. “Ready for round two?” She winked at me and I smiled.

That night I had some of the best sex of my life.

The next morning I woke to the sound of someone knocking on my door. I looked at the clock and it read 8:30.


I looked over and saw Toni sleeping soundly. At least I thought it was Toni. Her hair was wild and covered her face, her bare breasts on display. I smiled and climbed out of the bed. I slid on a pair of pajama bottoms and my slippers and then headed downstairs.

There was another knocking sound. “Coming!” I called from the stairs.

I pulled open the door and found a pretty blond in an oversized t-shirt and a pair of shorts. She handed me a cup of coffee while smiling prettily. “Good morning, boss.” Her eyes widened as she took in my topless frame. I’d like to say that I saw a little bit of lust in her eyes but if I’m being honest it just seemed like she was a bit surprised.

I took the proffered coffee and motioned for her to enter. “Good morning, Sarah. What brings you over this morning?”

She was looking around as if she was searching for something, or someone. Her eyes fell on the bench next to the door. She scooped up her purse. “Ah! There is it. I was worried that I had lost it.”

I kicked myself. Of course! She forgot her purse last night. I had completely forgot. Oh well. Now that she was here, I might as well invite her for breakfast. “Have you eaten already?”

She nodded, “Yeah. I ate before church.”

I stopped. “It’s 8:30 in the morning. You’ve already gone to church?”

She nodded, “Yeah. 6AM service.”

“Wow! That’s some dedication.”

She followed me into the kitchen. “You’re not religious?”

I pulled out a carton of eggs. “I used to be when I was a kid but not anymore.”

“Did something happen that made you take back your faith?”

“No. I don’t think my faith has been taken back it’s just hard to follow all of the rituals when I know the truth behind them.”

“Ah.” If she thought more about it then she didn’t say. She looked around the room. The kitchen was by far the messiest of the rooms. She sat her purse on the counter and pushed her sleeves back until they were rolled onto her shoulders. “Wow, we really did some damage.”

I was stirring the eggs and glanced around. “Yeah. But everyone seemed to enjoy themselves.”

“Did you enjoy yourself?” Her hazel eyes were studying me.

I thought to the fun I had at the party and after and nodded with a secret smile on my face. “Yeah, I did. You?”

She nodded, “It could’ve gone better.”

“How so?”

“I just had different expectations for the night that’s all. I didn’t plan on spending it nursing Chris back to health.”

I chuckled, “How did he fair at 6AM church?”

She groaned, “It was horrible.” I laughed and she smirked. Then she pushed herself back and headed towards the pantry and came back with some garbage bags. She started picking up without needing to or me asking her to.

I watched her move and was struck by how good of a person that she is. Sure she did spy on me a couple of times but I think underneath that curiosity is a very decent human being.

I turned to turn the coffee pot on and almost tripped on a piece of cloth. I looked down and found my foot caught in the shorts I discarded last night. I looked up and also saw Toni’s top laying a few feet away.

Shit! I had totally forgot about that. Of course, Sarah took that moment to come see what had almost made me fall face first.

“Shorts? These are yours right, Jake?” She knelt down and picked them up and folded then sat them on the island. She said jokingly, “Getting undressed in the kitchen, huh? You must’ve had a lot of fun.”

She didn’t say anything regarding Toni’s top. Once she moved to the other side of the island, I quickly stepped forward and scooped them off the ground and stuffed them in my pocket.

I turned the pot on and put some bread in the toaster. As the pot filled with coffee, Sarah came over and looked over my shoulder. I felt her surprisingly large bust against my back. “Did I do something bad with the coffee? Do you not like it?”

I sipped the coffee that she brought me. “No, it’s great. Thanks. It’s just a habit I guess.”

“Oh! Okay.”

The smell of dark roasted coffee filled the kitchen. Sarah went back to cleaning, as I was putting the eggs in the pan.

Moments later Toni appeared around the corner. Her hair was a frizzy mess and her eyes were tired but she smiled like she had slept like an angel.

“Mmmm! That smells good. Did you make me some coffee, bro?”

My heart was beating a mile a minute. Luckily, she had put on one of my t-shirts before she came downstairs barefoot. If she had come as naked as she slept there would be no explaining that to my assistant.

When she was fully in the kitchen, she opened her eyes and saw Sarah standing there. Toni’s eyes grew wide and she gasped, “Sarah! W-when did you get here?” Pulling the hem of the shirt down further, Toni looked at me questioningly then back at Sarah.

“Just a little bit ago. I left something here and then I saw the mess so I thought I would help pick up.”

“O-oh, okay.” She shuffled to the island and carefully sat on a chair, making certain the shirt was firmly under her bottom so that Sarah wouldn’t know that she wasn’t wearing panties.

Sarah continued to clean. I continued to cook. Toni continued to look mortified. Soon the coffee was done. I poured Sarah and Toni a cup and then put a plate full of eggs and toast in front of Toni.

“Thanks, Jacob.”


I put some more eggs in the pan for me and more bread in the toaster.

There was an obvious awkwardness in the kitchen that came from two people almost being caught in an illicit act by someone that they had no business being caught by.

Sarah stopped to take a drink of her coffee. Looking at Toni, she asked, “So you stayed the night?”

Toni barely made eye contact. “Y-yeah. He has a guest room. I stay there some times when I’m over.”

“Ah.” Sarah sipped her coffee.

“Yeah.” Toni buttered her toast.

A part of me was amused. At work, it’s normally Toni teasing Sarah. It was fun to see the tables being turned. Although, I didn’t think Sarah was really teasing her. She was asking innocent questions and there was no accusation in her tone whatsoever. She truly didn’t find it strange at all.

Sarah sat down her coffee cup and smiled mischievously. “Guess what, Toni? I know a super juicy secret about Jake.”

Toni looked about ready to run away screaming but she bit her lip and stayed anchored in place. Even I was nervous as Sarah continued smiling. Finally, Toni asked, “What is it?”

Sarah leaned over and put her hand on my shorts, which she had folded. “Apparently, he sleeps completely in the buff!” She giggled.

Toni’s face turned red, which only caused Sarah to laugh louder. I turned to her, “Sarah!” Even I was embarrassed.

Sarah waved her hand in the air. “Okay. Okay. I’m sorry. I just thought it was funny.” She looked back at Toni. “See. I found these on the kitchen floor. You must’ve been sleeping when he stripped down.”

Toni sighed, “Y-yeah. I went to bed pretty early last night.”

I pulled the eggs off the burner, turned and grabbed my shorts off the island. “Okay, enough torturing your boss!” I ran away with the pants in my hand, Toni’s top in my pocket and my face burning.

I heard Sarah giggle. “Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him embarrassed. It’s so cute!”

I turned the corner and ran up the stairs leaving the two of them to interact without me for a minute or two.

On Monday things at the office were back to normal. Other than a overhearing people talking about the great time they had at my place over the weekend, most of the day was about work and our clientele. Despite nearly catching us in the act, Sarah remained blissfully unaware of Toni and my carnal activities. For her part, Toni was back to her confident self. She glowed. She floated. She was the mistress of the universe. Sarah was back to her mousy behaviors but I didn’t mind. She was a smart, quick and capable assistant. Honestly, I’m lucky to have her. Given her abilities, I think she’d be better suited as a higher-level executive assistant instead of the assistant to a junior executive. But I was grateful nonetheless.

When I saw her that morning, she smiled and handed me a coffee. Again, I took the proffered coffee. Perhaps this would be our new thing—her giving me a coffee in the morning. If so, it was a welcome change.

“Good morning, Jake.”

“Good morning, Sarah.” She was wearing an ill-cut off-white suit that did nothing for her figure or skin tone. “Thanks for helping out yesterday. If you hadn’t shown up to help, I think Toni and I would still be cleaning up the mess.”

“You’re very welcome, Jake.” There was an odd tension in the air that I couldn’t place. She looked at me in a way that made me feel ill at ease. Normally, her glances were fleeting. Now, she held my stare and I saw if not lust, something equally dangerous.

I decided to take my coffee and head off into my office. I had a lot to do today and still had to get done early enough to meet Amara at 6 tonight. If I wanted to be done in time, I had to get the ball rolling.

It was a little past 11 when Sarah popped her head in. “Sir?”

I was in the middle of doing a preliminary budget and looked up, “Yeah?”

“Your wife is on line 1.”

“Oh!” I looked at the phone and noticed the blinking light. “Thanks, Sarah.”

She nodded and left.

Once the door closed, I picked up the line. “Good morning, this is Jacob Aspen.”

Her voice was full of mirth, “Hello Mr. Jacob Aspen, this is Mrs. Jacob Aspen.”

I laughed, “Hey, babe. Happy Monday. How’s it going?”

“Not too bad, I was just heading out to lunch and thought I would call to see how the party ended up.”

I looked at the clock. “Lunch? It’s only 11.”

She chuckled, “Out here on the east coast we’re looking at noon not 11.”

“Ah. I forgot about the time difference. Sorry.”

“No need to be sorry babe. So how was the party?”

“It was great. People couldn’t stop talking about it. I think I won some pretty good brownie points with the employees here. The only problem was the mess.”

“Did you have to clean it all up by yourself?”

“No. Sarah and Toni helped.”

“Sarah?” I could see her face right now as she tried to figure out who I was referring to.

“Yeah, you know. My assistant. She came over yesterday and helped straighten up.”

“O-oh. I see. I remember her. D-did, umm…did she come alone or was she like with Toni or something?”

I leaned back in my chair. I didn’t know why we were talking about my assistant. “No. She came over by herself. Toni drank too much so she slept in the guest bedroom.”

“I see. Did she leave before knowing that Toni was staying the night?”

“Umm, yeah. I guess. Her fiancé was there and was pretty hammered so she took him home before things finally wound down.”

“She’s engaged?”

“Yeah. Hence the fiancé”

“Oh! Well, I guess that’s better.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, if she just came over without knowing that Toni was there I would think that maybe she didn’t come to help clean but for something else.”

“Really? No, I don’t think so. She’s a good girl. She was just being nice.”

“A good girl, huh? All I’m saying is that I’m glad Toni was there.”

I laughed, “What’s that mean? You’re worried about my assistant?”

The sarcasm in her voice was thick. “Worried about a young pretty woman visiting my husband in the morning all by her lonesome. No. Why would I be worried about that?”

My voice was strained, “Rachel.”

“I know! I know! She’s a good girl. Well, I sure as hell hope so. I’d hate to have to murder your assistant!”

“Okay. Okay. Just take a breath. Nothing happened. She helped clean and I promised to make her and Toni dinner as a thank you.”

“Like I said, I’m just glad Toni was there.” I could hear the frustration in her voice.

“Rachel, you can’t act like this.”

“Like what?”


“Why the hell not?”

“You know why not. You cheated on me. You went away. Hell, you even suggested the damn party! Don’t go getting all suspicious just because you’re feeling guilty about your own shit.” Wow, maybe I was better at this duplicity stuff than I thought.

She was quiet. When she spoke, there was poison in her voice. “I can’t believe you said that to me. You know how hard of a time I’m having right now. How could you just throw that in my face like that?”

I took a breath to steady my nerves and so that I wouldn’t scream into the phone. It honestly wasn’t until this moment that I truly understood how angry I still was at her. “Throw it in your face? You act like it happened years ago. It’s been just over two weeks since I found out! What? Did you expect me to just miraculously forgive you? It doesn’t work that way. You went away to work on yourself instead of staying to work on us. I love you, Rach. You know I do. But I’m still so freaking mad at you that it’s not even funny. What you did to me was selfish before and after.”

She sniffled, “Jake, I’m sorry. You know why I had to go.”

“Yeah, you went because you were traumatized but how do you expect me to feel? It’s going to take more than a week together for us to be okay. And if this job goes well you could be staying out there indefinitely. How is that even going to help repair what you broke?”

“I don’t know. I don’t…sorry. Hey, listen I’ve got to go. I’ll call you later. Love you. Bye.”

She hung up before I had the chance to tell her good bye. I growled and then slammed the phone into its cradle. Sarah must’ve heard the commotion because she came in a few seconds later to see if everything was okay.

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