Intense Chemistry Part 3

Payback is a bitch. Here I am thinking that I can handle the sexual side of an affair. Walking around accessing my inner allure. Thinking that I'm in control of this situation. Ha, Hunter knew all to well how to take back control. Hunter sucked and licked my pussy until I screamed, begging literally begging him to stop. Wrapping his arms around my tights so that I couldn't move away, he wouldn't stop pleasuring me. All night was about having his face buried between my legs. No intercourse was exchange that night. Not even a kiss. The only thing that was inside me was Hunter's tongue. When Hunter wanted to taste my pussy he did, no questions asked. I would wake up in the middle of the night feeling Hunter's tongue gliding across my inner tight making it way to my pleasure point. We didn't do much talking that night. He said everything with his tongue.

Best of both worlds

“So who's your husband?” Maya asked laughing. I hadn't seen Maya in a while. With our crazy schedules and dates we haven't had our standard girl's night. I missed our talks. Our lives is filled with drama. We often call her living the drama room. Good drama, bad drama, nonetheless drama.  When one of us is having a life issue we meet in the "drama room".

“You remember my friend Tim? I'm using him as a inspiration for my husband.” I smiled. Inspiration in terms of looks, background, and education.

Shaking her head, “Didn't you just go out with him?”

“Yup and had a ball.” Flipping through the current issue of Koutour Magazine my mind drifted to Tim.

Tim hadn't changed since the last time I saw him. He was still personable and fun. He made me laugh throughout the night, as always, but he was different. Mature. When I met Tim a couple of years ago, he was the crazy college boy that everyone knew and would do bonehead things in order to get attention. But the Tim that I went out with yesterday was different. Easy going, but he hadn't lost his sense of humor. Not only was his personality different, he shaved his head, grew facial hair and added nothing but muscle to his arms and chest. He was pleasing to the eye. After the concert we went to an all night restaurant to catch up and talk about the concert. I had to stay late for work so I had to meet him at the stadium. Tasha was watching everyone (by everyone I mean me) like a hawk. I had to perform nothing but excellence everyday. Tasha was out for blood. My blood.

At the end of the night Tim walked me to my door. Standing there I felt like a teenager waiting for her first kiss because I didn't know if he was going to kiss me. “You look great, I've been meaning to tell you all night.”  Throughout the night I notice Tim checking out my ass and boobs.  A huge smile came across my face. I've been working out hard over the last few weeks. There was definitely a change in my body. Tim gave me a strong and close hug and kissed me on my cheek. “I will call you tomorrow.” he said with a sexy and confident smile. Not feeling disappointed I knew that I would see him again, soon. This was a great date.

The sound of my phone buzzing brought me back to the drama room.

Hunter: I miss u. Wish I could lay next to you tonight.

My date with Hunter was tomorrow night. We're spending the night and all the following day together. Since it was a weekday he said that he took the day off. I was working from home that day.

“You know what I'm trying to figure out?” I asked Maya. “Hunter told me that he puts his son on the bus every morning to go to school cause his wife has to go to work early. We've had 3 all night dates and they all have been during the week. Who puts his son on the bus?”

“ooooooo good question! Do they have a nanny?”

“I don't think so. He's never mentioned one. And also, what wife would be okay with her husband being gone all the time. I understand for work but come on.  He's been on several business trips and spends nights with me. Then he tells me he gets off work at 6pm goes to the gym for 2 ½ hours and is in bed by 10pm.”

“So when does he spend time with his son?” Maya asked the exact same question I've been thinking. “Well he's a liar bottom line. He's a cheater. He can be lying to you about everything.”

“Why would he lie!!!!!. There's no need to lie.”

“Why are you lying to him that your married.” Maya questioned

She was right. I had my reasons for lying and probably so did he. It was hard to think of Hunter as a liar but he was and so was I. This relationship was finding out about me. I couldn't do that hiding behind a fake marriage. I decided to end my fake marriage. I came up with a plan that would give me the best of both worlds. Hunter couldn't have me 100% emotionally but I would still have my freedom to do what I want in his eyes. I would start executing my plan tomorrow.

Karma's Job

I love my job. I really do. Not only do I love it, I'm extremely good at it. I've been in advertising for over 10 years. Going out, meeting people and helping them get their ads inside our roster of glossy lifestyle magazines is exciting. I meet some interesting entrepreneurs and get to try all types of new products and services. It was by accident that I ended up in this career. My aspirations was to be a elementary school teacher, but spending a summer as a camp counselor was proof that I didn't have the patience to work with children daily. Three weeks into the camping session I called home and told my parents that I was leaving. Not proud of my decision but I couldn't take it no longer.  As a true Spartan of Michigan State University I would read the State News every weekday. In the back of the classified section was a small ad that read the State News was hiring advertising representatives. I applied and got the job. I was a natural. The next semester I changed my major to marketing.

But there are days like today that make me want to change careers or better yet change company's. Recently the company hired Tasha Logan as an account executive. Basically she is my boss. From day one Tasha was a true bitch to me. Loafing herself over me, creating unnecessary protocols in the department just to prove that she is the boss. Today three of my clients called the office and wanted to expand the number of ads they would put in the magazine. I was out signing up other accounts so I couldn't take the call. Tasha took it upon herself to direct them to another representative not only did lose the I commission, I have to share the upcoming commission with the other representative.

When I heard the news I was completely upset. Pissed was more like it. Hunter's timing couldn't have been perfect he called at the same time I heard the news. I explained the situation to him. Being super sensitive he asked if I wanted to meet him for an impromptu dinner in New Jersey. Of course the answer was yes. As I gathered my belongings to leave the office for the day Tasha asked me to come into her office. Smiling to myself I'm thinking she's going to apologize for her mistake today. “Victoria, you are one of our best representatives. But I have to say, I'm disappointed in how you handled yourself with your clients today.” I went blank. What did she just say?  The only thoughts in my head were “WHAT THE HELL!!!” She continued by saying that I should have been in the office when my accounts called but since I was out “entertaining” I lost the accounts and made the company look unprofessional. Bullshit! Looking Tasha straight in the eye. Woman to Woman. “You know this isn't about my accounts. I'm good at what I do and you want me gone. So since you can't find fault in my work you're making up excuses to make me look unprofessional. But it's not going to work.” Standing up I grab my things and begin walking to the door. “Victoria?” Glancing over my shoulder “Please begin to prepare you quota for next month. Everyone must meet their quota” She winked.

Leaving the wicked witch of the East to her own finger to fuck herself. I grabbed the train to New Jersey where Hunter was waiting for me. As we drove to the restaurant he listen to me moan and groan about Tasha. Every now and then he would give me his opinion or advice. Throughout the ride we held hands and at stop lights we would share in a passionate kiss. Inside the restaurant I took a break from my madness and drama and asked about his day. He explained that since he spends most of his time in Morristown (which is 1 hour away from the city) his company is offering him a company apartment to stay in while he's working. Our own little love nest he called it. I hadn't decided if I was going to dissolve my fake marriage but this new information had my scales tipping to one side.

Driving back into the city I asked Hunter to drop me off at my work building. I wanted to send out an email to all my accounts having them call me directly for further assistance. Tasha's last words wasn't a helpful gesture it was a threat. Kissing Hunter he whispered in my ear and told me everything would be okay and he couldn't wait to see me later this week.

Walking into my building I figured how ironic that my professional life is becoming uncertain. Is this karma's way of getting me back for having an affair?