He knows he's wrong. He knows the trouble he's getting himself into. Still he climbs into bed with her. His girlfriend doesn't even cross his mind. He wraps his arms around her and kisses her lips. She moans softly knowing that she's won. She had him wrapped not just around her body but her finger.
Clothes are thrown across the room. Now there is nothing that separates the two of them. He feels her tight grip on his back. She feels his exciting touch in her. She moans and groans in passion as he gets heated. Before they know it, its over and they replace their clothes.
She sits up on the bed and smiles evilly at him. "Don't leave. Stay with me…you know you want to." She pulls him down on the bed and kisses his neck.
He pulls away and finishes getting dressed. "I have to go. I have obligations. I'll call you later." He leaves the house and proceeds to his car. He pulls out of the driveway and drives to his house.
He enters the garage and sees his beautiful girlfriend sitting on the couch. He bends down and kisses her cheek. "Where have you been?" she whispers quietly in his ear.
He's afraid his will give it away. He gets up and grabs his guitar turning to the wall. "I was…uh, getting gas for the car. I was afraid I wasn't going to make it home," he lies. He's uses to it by now. But still can't keep a straight face.
She gets up and goes to kiss his lips. She sighs, "I love you, Craig."
He shifts uncomfortably, "Yeah, me too, Ash." He feels bad for doing what he did. But it doesn't stop him from doing it again. He feels guilty and horrible but can't help being with her. No matter, what he keeps going to see her. He can't choose the girlfriend or the mistress. He keeps both. He's just a simple player in a game he can't get enough of.