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I wanted him. I had to make him want me too.
I tried to keep my eyes off his dick. Who knows how many minutes until I get to feel it? He likes to tease me. I removed my thong and threw it at him. Jack caught it and shoved it in his pocket.

Jack
has a locked drawer full of my panties and thongs. They’re in his office at work. He collects them, the one’s he really likes. He’s weird and it’s so sexy.

Fuck! He didn’t move. That’s okay.
I got a trick for your ass. I ran my middle and index finger down my stomach to my wet pussy. I opened my legs wide and pushed both fingers into my warm wet spot.

I closed my eyes. He better get it while it’s hot. I removed my cum covered fingers and held them up for him to see. I bent my fingers egging him to come toward me.

Here he comes. He walked toward me and my dirty little fingers. He quickly grabbed my wrist and held my hand and fingers up to inspect them.

Jack put my dirty lit
tle fingers in his mouth and he licked them. He lovingly sucked them in his mouth and when he eyes closed I felt a thump in my clit. He quickly removed his slacks and boxer briefs. I closed my eyes again and I felt the weight of Jack’s hands pressing my shoulders down on the bed.

Jack spread my legs
wide. He took my right leg and lifted it high. He pushed my left leg down on the mattress. He placed both his legs on either side of my left leg. He was going to enter me from an angle. His angle, the right angle, a 90 degree angle. He had this position down. It was his. I had never done it before him. He could really make me scream with this position and he knew it. He was a manipulative bastard. He was always fucking my head up with some new shit. He had one hundred and one sexual positions and he would pull them out and threw them on me like I was an inexperienced girl. He pushed his dick inside me slow and raised my right leg further toward the ceiling.

“OHHH
HHHH!!!” I yelled out. My eyes shot open and the image of Jack looking down on me made me hotter. He had his teeth pressed into his bottom lip. He bites his lip when he is really getting it in and sure enough he was getting it in.

He was hitting places I didn’t even know I had. It was a slow rhythm that had you paralyzed. It was like he was fucking me to R&B music that was only playing in his head. I could swear his dick was singing Marvin Gaye’s greatest hits.
Let’s Get It On
,
Sexual Healing
and
Mercy
,
Mercy
Me
. I was panting as Jack started jacking me up. He was holding my leg like it was his prized guitar. He was playing my pussy like he was Slash from Gun and Roses. Jack was in it to win it and it was clear to me that he wouldn’t go down without a fight. His balls were rubbing the inside of my thigh and smashing against my pussy lips. Oh that feels good.

“Ohhhhhhhh
!!!”  I screamed and Jack closed his eyes.

My eyes fluttered as I
gazed up at him. He was bleeding. He had bit his lip. His lip was really bleeding. When he felt the blood he opened his eyes and licked it away. In seconds the blood was back but he didn’t stop hitting my pussy like a tennis pro hits tennis balls at Wimbledon. He went faster and deeper. He is getting the best of me. Is this a battle? Why do I feel like I’m always losing?

Jack came down hard and pressed his body on me. I grabbed his hair and threaded it through my fingers. I directed his face to mine and licked his lips. He pressed his tongue pass my lips and the metallic taste of his blood invaded my mouth.
He was giving me his blood like I was a vampire.

Jack amped up his
speed changed his rhythm and position. He was kissing me and rocking me to orgasm.

“Ohhhhhhhh!!!” I was so close. “Ahhhhhhhh
!!!!” Oh my. Lions, tigers and bears. Oh my.

Jack
was so quiet. He didn’t make sounds, no moaning and groaning for Mr. Unger. Maybe I was just too loud to hear him.

He hit slow and that was it. “O
hhhhhhhh!!! I found my orgasm and I released it to the world.

Jack came inside me and then he whispered in my ear. “I want you to have my baby.”

What? At that moment he removed his dick and hopped off the bed. He was out of the room before I could get a get a good ‘
what you talkin’ ‘bout Willis
” out my mouth. Well damn? I heard the bath water running and after a few minutes he was back.

Jack picked me up off the bed and put me in the tub. He stepped in and joined me. We sat in silence submerged in warm water. I
like it quiet. Jack does too.

*****

Three days later I was summoned by the King of the North. I rushed to see Mason. It was like I had no control over my body. I don’t understand why we fit so well together. We made love in the room attached to his office. It was passionate and loving. I cried while he was inside me. Were the tears from my stress back at home or were they something much deeper.

My mind drifted back to the past. Was I the kind of woman that wished
Mason would have left his wife and three kids for me? I mean am I really that selfish cow that only cares about my own happiness? I’m not her. Was I her?

I laid
down on the bed next to Mason. He was behind me and I was wrapped in his arms. We were spooning. He loved rubbing his dick against my ass.

We needed to discuss a few things.
This talk was long over do. It sprung from a place that I hoped I had buried, a place of pure love.

“What are we doing?”
My opening question.

“I don’t know.”

“Us together like this. Is this easy for you?”

“No, it’s hard but…it’s
doubly hard seeing you with someone else. I know my actions put us in this situation. I fucked up.”

“
Everything happened the way it was supposed to.”

“I don’t believe that. I could have done so many things differently.”
He rubbed his face into the back of my hair. I loved when he did that.

“You like to disagree with me.”

“I like to think things could have worked in my favor.”

“
I want to feel this good forever but this is a fairytale. It’s not real.”

“
What’s real is it’s hard being in a house with someone who isn’t your first choice.”

“I’m your first choice?” No matter what I thought it was still nice to hear.

“Of course. My options are limited. When I’m around you I can be myself. I don’t feel the pressure to be more than who am I. I can be just me and for that reason and so many others you will always be the first and only choice.”

“Why is this so complicated?
Why are we so complicated?”

“Because we love each other.”
He gave a truly simple answer.

He was right. If it was just great sex then we could get off and part ways. Our connection was more than two bodies rubbing together. We were magnets. Staying away from each other seemed to go against our nature.

“I have a confession to make.” I was feeling an enthusiastic need to share.

“Let’s hear it.”

“Don’t be mad at me.” I put out a disclaimer just in case. I needed a moment to word it right.

“Kari baby, s
pit it out.”

“I
wish I could stop.”

“Stop what?”

“Loving you.” There I said it.

Mason quickly climbed over my body so that he was now facing me. It happened so fast it startled me. Now we were face to face, eye to eye, soul to soul.
Back to life, back to reality.

“We can’t pretend that we don’t have these feelings. Well I can’t pretend.
” Mason’s sincerity seeped all over my body and wet me up.

“I can’t either.”
I agreed.

“
I don’t know how to forget about you. I don’t want to.”

“I want to ask you something?
” I was full of questions.

“You can ask me anything.”
He smirked. He is so F-ing sexy.

“When we were together before how did you deal with the guilt? Didn’t you feel bad about cheating?”

Mason leaned in toward me like he had a secret to tell. “I felt bad but the more I did it the less guilty I felt. I might sound like an asshole but being with you was like putting a Band-Aid on my guilt. It was like the good outweighed the bad. Kari baby, you are so fucking good. You are a princess amongst frogs.” He touched my lips and rubbed his fingers over them. I smiled when he pulled his fingers away.

“I think the opposite is happening to me. I think I’m feeling guiltier. I have never cheated on anyone ever. Not even the complete assholes.
Loyalty and trust have always meant so much to me.”

“The question you need to ask yourself is, are you cheating on him or are you cheating on me?”

What? I don’t know. That’s deep. I mean he had a point. Was all this introspection about the promises I initially made to Mason or the assumed promises made to Jack. Fidelity is expected in a relationship between a man and woman unless otherwise stipulated.

*****

Early the next morning I decided to go to Lemington Park. It was frosty outside in March but I had put on some weight and I needed to clear my head and try to get back into shape before I got out of control. I loved Hostess chocolate cupcakes. It was pretty obvious with the extra movement of my ass and the extra pudge on my stomach.

I was on a zone.
I was running on the track when Nina Simone’s
Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood
was interrupted by the ringing of my iPhone. My armband was clear so I could see who was calling, the best invention ever as far as I was concerned. I pressed the button on the ear-bud wire to receive the call. It was Karen, Mason’s sister. As soon as I saw her name I realized I had completely neglected to call her and give her a progress report on her brother. I can’t remember everything. I answered the phone.

“Hello, Karen.”
I was trying to catch my breathe.

“Miss Kari.”

“I was going to call you. I had a lot of things going on.”

“Did you go
see Mason?”

“Yes I did.
I can’t talk right this minute.”

“Okay met me for a late lun
ch today so we can talk.”

“Sure. Where?”

“Home Run Inn in Bolingcreek.”

“Let’s meet at the one on 75
th
Street. I have to go to work today, it’s near my job.”

“Okay, what time?”

“I can be there at two.”

“See you later, at two.”

“Okay bye.” I ended the call.

I was so glad she called instead of showing up at my door. I was tired of people showing up unannounced. I couldn’t believe I forgot to call her. I was so wrapped up in Mason’s world.

My legs were itching and burning. I decided not to overdo it. I hadn’t done any exercise other than sex in months. I think I was over-exercising my pussy. The more sex I had the more I wanted. I was turning into a real hooker. I’m still tripping on the fact that I went from no sex to an overabundance of sexual activities.

I went home and showered. I got dressed for work. I went in but I was
n’t going to stay the whole eight hours. It’s so nice to have that extra income Jack provided. Being a single mother is a hard knock life.

Now if I could
just be completely loyal to Jack. He deserves that from me. He is a wonderful man and hurting him is not and never will be on my to do list. While at work I tried to get my little script together for what I was going to say to Karen when I saw her.

I arrived at Home Run Inn P
izza on 75
th
Street. It was pretty dead in this pizza place. The lunch crowd had already returned to work.

I
was escorted to the table where Karen was waiting for me. There were two glasses of water at the table. I took a seat across from Karen. She was wearing a fashionable blouse with a blazer over it. I couldn’t see her pants but I’m sure they’re jazzy.

“Hello, lady.” Karen smiled like she was happy to see me.

“Karen.”

“Miss Kari y
ou look nice.”

“Thanks.”
Why does she call me Miss Kari?

“I ordered already, half cheese half pepperoni.
So tell me, what happened?”

“I’m sorry I forgot to call you.” I felt the need to apologize. I know she was genuinely concerned a
bout her brother. I was lollygagging and pussyfooting around.

When I saw Mason
he kind of made me forget what the purpose of my initial visit was all about. Mason could make me forget to breathe.

“
Forget about it. It’s okay. So you went to see him. What he look like?”