Prohibited 2:Illicit Affairs(4)

By: Donnee Patrese


My hand began to stroke harder and faster as my thoughts went crazy. I thought about the last time I buried my head between her legs and that was all it took before I exploded and my juices dripped down my fingers.

I just laid there breathing heavily feeling my cum, drip down my balls.

“Shit!” I thought.

I had to get her back in my bed.





Chapter Two


Maxine




“Shit!” I said looking through the cushions on the couch tossing throw pillows over my shoulder.

I couldn’t find my cell phone and I was hoping I hadn’t left it at my last location. I had just gotten home from dinner with Julia. It was a dinner date I was looking forward to.

Julia and I have been slowly rebuilding our friendship, a friendship I desperately needed at the moment. I was very much looking forward to going out with her at our favorite restaurant and then heading uptown to our favorite night club to party until all hours of the night.

Yet dinner didn’t go exactly as I had expected. First, she showed up a half hour late, which wasn’t unusual for her, but to my surprise and dismay she brought Mikey’s wife Stacey along.

Seeing Stacey made me physically sick to my stomach. Stacey and I barely knew each other and now I’m sleeping with her husband.

I tried to sit through dinner and engage with Stacey and Julia as she discussed her breakup with her boyfriend of over a year and her budding new love affair with a new man.

“Apparently this guy has swept her off her feet.” Stacey added taking a bite of her salad.

Unable to look her in the eye, I focused my attention solely on Julia.

“But I thought you were in love with Justin?”

She and Justin had been together since they met at Mikey and Stacey’s wedding and it had been all about him for at least 8 months. It was so strange to hear there was a new man in the picture.

“I know,” she said shrugging her shoulder. “But the relationship started to fizzle out.”

I could feel Stacey staring at me, so I slowly looked over. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head at Julia.

I looked away.

“Okay, so who is this new guy?” I asked taking a sip of wine.

She smiled and her face lit up.

“I’m not ready to talk about him just yet.”

What the hell does that mean? I thought.

Maybe she and I weren’t completely back to normal. I mean, usually by now I would know his first, middle and last name, his height, weight, his performance in bed and whether or not he was a bed wetter when he was a child.

I just let it go while Stacey continued to ask questions only to have Julia respond with no comment.

I was able to keep my cool and it wasn’t turning out to be such a bad dinner date despite the fact Stacey was there. Then it went downhill when Stacey began to express concerns about her marriage.

“He is distant. We haven’t been having sex and he comes in at all hours of the night.”

I felt a huge lump in my throat.

Julia was quick to jump in and defend her friend.

“There has to be a reasonable explanation. It’s probably just stress. I know this house they have been trying to flip lately is just bleeding money.”

Stacey sighed.

“I know he has been working hard, I just…”

She stopped and I could see tears build up in her eyes.

“I think he’s cheating on me.”

When those words left her mouth and hit my ears I felt a wave of nausea. She looked so heartbroken and I knew I was responsible for her pain. I knew I couldn’t sit there anymore. I made up some lame excuse about having to leave early, paid my check and was gone like the wind.

The drive home was terrible for me. I could not stop sobbing. I ran into the house and to the bathroom to vomit up some of my guilt.

After sitting in the bathroom trying to pull myself together and call Mikey. I would call him and tell him we were done. I just couldn’t do this anymore.

That is when I noticed my cell phone was missing.

I finally decided I may have left it in my car.

Without thinking, I yanked open my door and almost jumped out of my skin. I stumbled backwards and he grabbed my arm pulling me forward. My body was now pressed against his.

“Seems like you’re always falling into my arms.” He chuckled.

I wrestled myself from his grasp and took a few steps into my apartment. I watched as he walked inside, closed the door behind him and made sure to lock it.

He took a step toward me.

Finally finding my voice, I addressed him clearly expressing to him that I was not in the mood to see him today.

“Michael, what are you doing here?”

He smiled and walked past me to the couch and took a seat.

“I was going to call you but, I knew you would just hang up on me. So, I decided to drop by.”