A NIGHT OF SUSPICION

 I live with my wife Carol in downtown. Its been 2 years since we got married, it was kind of an arrangement but we both found our ways to each other’s hearts in the past 2 years. So far we never broke the trust of each other. We live happily only the two of us, never planned to have kids. Her parents live in another city so as my parents. Everything was just perfect, yes like a normal couple we use to fight but never hurt so bad to each other.

But over the past few months, something doesn’t feel right. We both are into jobs in service sector,

 

She is an HR in a company usually she leaves home around 10am and arrives by 7pm. Her workplace isn’t that far. I am also in the service sector, I work at a bank and in the past year I have been managing the bank in downtown on my own for which I got promoted to assistant manager of that branch. Life seems to be going normal I come by 5pm in the evening, read some books over tea and wait for her to come back at  her normal time around 7pm. When she comes I usually take her bag and purse and give her a glass of water and Green tea. We have dinner at 8pm. Then we both watch some shows on TV and talk about how our day went. We were living happily, at night 10pm she usually makes me coffee before going to bed, and I work till 1am on my laptop creating and managing bank documents.

 

But as I felt there is something not right since a past few months. She doesn’t feel happy seeing me when I open the door to her, When I give her her favourite jasmine flavour green tea she keeps it at the side table and forgets to drink until I remind her that the tea is getting cold. She does drink but she doesn’t feel my presence and forgets her line she used to appreciate me with “Nice Tea Jon as always!” She seems lost now as if there’s been an invisible wall created between her and me.

 

I thought of giving her her own space for a month. We talked but talked less, she now sticks to her phone longer. One day when I was at the dining table on my laptop, I sneaked into the bedroom, she was tilted and texting on and on. At that moment too I ignored asking her.

But one day on a fine evening I was waiting for her when she arrives at 7pm but she didn’t come. I waited on the dining table till 8pm the time we have dinner but she didn’t show up, waiting and waiting…. I try not to call her, and then she arrives at 9pm knocking at the door. I open the door and see her acting weird, without even asking she out of hesitation speak that she was asked to do overtime at the office, she was a bit sweaty and acting weird confused puzzled and lack of confidence in her speech.

 

The most important thing I noticed was she wasn’t wearing her make up. I cant forget that each morning how gracefully she beautifies her face with a blue eye shade, an eyeliner, some rose colour makeup on her cheeks and a subtle pink lipstick. But at that night it was all gone…

 

I let her in, made her her favourite jasmine green tea and we sat on the coffee table, I held her hand and asked “is everything all right ? Why are you sweating and gosh you look beautiful today even without your make up !” I tried to pull the kind of sentence so that she doesn’t feel that I’m pointing her or passing a misjudgment.

 

She keeps her cup of tea down holds my hand stands up. She places her hand on my chest and pressing her palm on my pecs and taking the feel of every inch of my skin. She pulls my hand and take me to the bedroom, she closes the door strongly shutting it and pushes me on the bed. She opens every button of my shirt and goes down to open my pants, she drags her hand from my chest all the way down to my abdomen, with a clicking sound she opens my belt and drags the pants’ zip down. She lays over me licks my lips and held her breasts on my chest grounding them. She place her lips beside my ears and whispers “let me ride you today, stay still honey”.

 

Looking at her condition I’m already puzzled that my wife came home at 9pm panicked and sweating and now as soon as I asked about her make up removed, she is instead seducing me !

 

She pulls down my pants and grabs ‘it’ she gives a soft massage around and within, then she slips down her body to place her mouth on my penis, she directs it with her hands to her mouth and continues for about a few minutes.

 

My eyes were completely shut all I could feel was Satisfaction and goosebumps. She slips off her panties, without touching or opening each other’s clothes, she takes me on from the top pressing me down and giving me the best she can.

 

All the sensational shivers I felt and the goosebumps risen – all ends in a few minutes and she rolls over to her side of the bed. Im in sweat and panic that what the hell is going on with her today !

 

I broke my silence and asked her “Carol, What was all this about ?”

 

All she said was “forgive me and forget this night!”

 

By now I was completely cleared with the fact that arrived at 9pm, wearing no makeup, sweating and panicked, after asking her about all this on the coffee table- all she did was dragged me into my bedroom and seduced me – and after I came she asked for forgiveness!

 

All this clears my head that – she cheated and had sex with another person from the office and in guilt she seduced me and asked to forgive her and forget this night ever happened 

 

Never thought a Guilty sex would be so intense and sensational, though I had no reactions or tantrums to throw on her, for me the night never happened as I’m happy to see through my wife’s transparency and loyalty !

 

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