A/N: Hi all! I'll be uploading about three more fics within the next few weeks so stay tuned for those, but here's the first out of the bunch. This story will be completely in Stefan's POV unless I feel like I need to switch it up here and there for certain things, but mainly it's going to be Stefan's story. I hope you all enjoy this scandalous one!

Stefan's POV

I typically always wake up before my alarm much like today and instead of getting an early start, I decide to bring an arm around my wife. My beautiful wife. She was everything that I wanted and needed. Was. Five years of marriage to this woman hasn't been too bad, but it wasn't good either. The spark had faded like, I guess how it does in most marriages, and I've tried to bring it back, I've taken her on trips, bought her things so maybe she'll sleep with me, started going on hikes with her every weekend, but she did nothing in return. I would hint things to her saying stuff along the lines of: "It'll be great if you tag along", "It's been awhile, baby" (typically said as I kiss her neck), "You should try *insert activity here* sometime with me" , but nothing. The bi— she gave me nothing. But I have remained a faithful husband as I'm supposed to and I'll hang on for as long as I can.

My alarm goes off the next minute and she stirs because of it. I kiss her cheek greeting her then get up to start my day. Hot shower, brush teeth, wash face and most importantly: the hair. I walk out the bathroom with the towel riding low on my waist but it was pointless since she was no longer in the room. I get dressed quickly then head downstairs finding her in the kitchen humming a tune. Breakfast is already on a plate for myself so I sit and start eating. I have a busy day at the office and I can't afford to be late.

"Do you need lunch?" She spoke her first words of the day.

"No, I'll buy something from across the street."

She nods and turns her back to me. I eat most of what's on my plate then kiss her goodbye. When I step out the house I feel like I just escaped jail, but I distract my mind from that thought by listening to the radio and twenty minutes later, I'm sitting in my office chair prepping for a meeting this afternoon.

Mornings are always slow but fast moving at the same time. No one wants to be here, they rather be at home in bed as they scratch their balls. Women have balls too, don't let them fool you.

I lift my head as the door opens and my mouth slightly drops seeing her reach for the knob locking the door.

"Babe, what—"

"I missed you." She pouts walking up to me.

I can't find the words to say having me stutter like an idiot as she straddles my lap and bites down on her lip. She reached for the hem of her shirt but I stop her.

"I can't right now."

"Then let me do all the work." She grins lifting the shirt up from her skin.

I know what I said, but I take her breast in my mouth not being able to resist. She lifts my head up to unbutton my shirt but my brain is fogged by how she's riding my over my slacks. My hands move to her ass pulling her skirt up and I start to sweat by how she went commando.

I have no idea when my pants came off but they were now bundled at my ankles along with my boxers and I'm balls deep inside her and she's riding me with such force that I can barely breathe. Damn, I love it when she fucks me.

"I need to hear you say it."

"I love you. I love you so much." I move in to kiss her and tell her again against her lips then kiss her rougher.

My dick is sad when she pulls out after we came. I wanted her again and this time I'd lay her ass on the floor and fuck her for a good hour, but I don't have the time. I back her against the wall kissing her then lift her legs around my waist since she's a little shorter.

"Why haven't you called me?"

I kissed her again missing her lips. "I've just been busy, you know that." I kiss her again. "I'll call you tonight and we'll set up a date night."

"You promise?"

"I promise, now you have to go. I don't want you to, but I have a meeting." She sighs looking into my eyes so I kiss her again. "I love you."

"I love you too." She kisses my chin then lets her legs free returning them to the floor.

"Turn for me,"

"Need something to get you through the day?" She says amused turning.

She shakes and rounds her hips as her back is faced me knowing that my eyes were glued on her ass. Damn, she has a fine ass.

"Your perfect. I'll call you."

"You fucking better." Those were her parting words.

I let out a breath shaking my head then sit back at my desk.

Okay, so let's rewind shall we? So maybe I lied. I haven't been the most faithful husband, but can you blame me? Bonnie motherhotfucking gotdamn Bennett. I wouldn't call her my mistress, although technically that's what she is, but I like to think of her as my girlfriend. Now stop that eye roll, I really do love her and she's great for other things than just sex, but when I'm around her all I can do is touch her.

We met two years ago and been together about that same amount of time. It was all accidental but my heart and dick wanted her so I went for it and gladly she was willing.

She's a little young, but she knows what she wants and hands down, has the biggest balls out of all the girls I've had the luxury of being with. No past girlfriend or my wife would've ever drop by for sex announced or not, they would come for lunch or just for a 'hello' but it never went further than a makeout. Bonnie was different and that's what I love about her. She doesn't care and that's so dangerously sexy that I'm scared of what she'll do next. I'm a very important man in my company (well it's not technically mine) and I can't risk us being exposed which was why I was backing off but she sucked me right back in and now I have to call her tonight or she'll give me blue balls then leave me high and throbbing… Like she's done before when I pissed her off when I didn't show up at a party that I promised her I'd be at. She said that she forgave me but obviously she didn't and I had to beg. Bonnie makes me beg, makes me plead because she knows. She knows just how much I want her, she knows just how much I need her, and she knows that I won't be going anywhere anytime soon and she couldn't be more right.

After the meeting, I go down the street for a late lunch where Bonnie just so happens to take a few shifts at. It's late in the afternoon so more than likely she'll be there and let the angels sing because she is.

I raise my eyebrows at her eyeing her in her uniform making her blush and turn away. I chuckle and soon it's my turn to order and she pushed the other girl aside making me shake my head.

"What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you. You know how cute I think you look in this outfit."

She rolls her eyes. "What can I get you, sir?"

"Did you have your lunch break yet?"

She nods. "Sorry,"

"Damn. Alright then, I'll take a number—"

"You'll take a salad."

"Are you calling me chubby?"

She laughs at this bringing a smile to my face. "No, but you need something light, I'm sure you'll be eating dinner within the next hour."

"Fine. A salad it is."

She smiles and types in the order. I hand her my card and watch her swipe it before handing it back with my receipt. She follows me over to the end of the counter and unbuttons a few buttons leaning in.

"I want to kiss you."

"Kiss me then."

"I can't, I'll get in trouble."

"By who?"

"My boss isn't a fan of PDA… probably because she hasn't got any since high school." I shake my head and watch her walk back grab my food. "Oh shit, did you want a drink?"

"Will you make me get a water?"

"I'll give you a soda of you drink a glass of water tonight."

"Deal."

She hands me a medium sized cup. "Do you know where the drinks are or would you like me to show you?"

"The latter,"

She smiles and quickly walks away meeting me on the other side of the counter. "Follow me,"

I do immediately and stand close behind her with my left around her as I use my right hand to get a Sprite with ice. Once I'm done, I turn her in my arms and button up her shirt before she forgets to do so. The last thing I want is some creep looking down her shirt and seeing things that only I should be.

"Fuck your boss," my lips meet hers but not as long as I would've liked because I didn't want her fired because of me. "I love you."

"I love you too."

We kiss again then I have to go. I stayed longer than planned, but Bonnie has a way of making me do just that.

After two more hours in the office, I head home feeling drained. Bonnie's surprise visit had me drained. I was on a high when she was near but started to crash the longer she was away.

"Honey?" I call out setting the keys in the bowl.

"In the kitchen"

I head there and see her cooking away, being the perfect, typical wife she is. "Smells delicious."

"Spaghetti, your favorite."

I kiss her cheek then head upstairs to change. I decide to call Bonnie now since I'm alone and it'll be late by the time I finish dinner and clean.

"Hello?

"Hey, baby. Where are you?"

"I just got home from work. I think I'm going to workout a little before I eat."

"It's kind of late for the gym don't you think?"

"Not really, but I made one of my rooms a workout space so I won't have to go to the gym."

"I still haven't been in your new place. You like it there?"

"Yeah, it's really great. You should come over and lick my kitty."

I surpassed a groan. "You know I want to, but I can't tonight. When are you free?"

"I think it'll be better if you answer that since you're the busiest."

"The best I can do is Saturday. This Saturday."

There was a pause and I'm guessing she's checking her calendar. "That should work. We can spend the whole—"

"Bon, I—"

"Fine, part of the day together in my house." She sounded a little annoyed.

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine, I just— Bon?" I hear her name being called from a distance.

"Who is that?" Her name was called again.

"I- it's just my brother."

"Your brother?"

"Yeah. Hey, I should go."

"Bon—" I moved the phone from my ear when she hung up on me and suddenly my anger spiked.

I know it's hypocritical of me for to say that I don't want her to be with anyone else, but that's exactly how I feel. She should only be with me. I needed to go over there.

"Stef, dinner's ready."

I look up from the bed seeing my wife stand in the doorway. "Actually, I have to delay dinner just for an hour."

"But I was thinking that after we eat, we can snuggle in bed and watch a movie." She was walking up to me shaking her hips and I was wondering if I was imagining this whole thing, as if this was all a lucid dream.

My hands were placed on her hips as she straddled my lap and I wasn't sure what to think. My eyes closed softly when she kissed me and it felt like I had just gotten my first kiss again.

"I'm sorry I've been a distant wife. I love you, Stefan, it's just hard."

"Why?"

"I don't know. It's mostly in my head, I guess."

I move my hand to the side of her face and kiss her moving her to her back. "Stop thinking. Just feel."

It seems like it's been years since we've kissed like this and I must admit that I miss this. I remove my shirt and go for hers when the house phone rings and she moved to answer it, but I hold her back.

"Just let it ring."

Her shirt is off the next second and I cup her breast in my hand while nibbling on the other one. The phone keeps ringing so she pushed me away to answer it. I sigh but move my lips to her back trying to keep the mood going moving my hand along her body.

"Stefan, stop."

I let out a sigh falling on my back. "There it goes," I say under my breath.

"Is everything alright, do you need me to come over?"

"Babe,"

"Give me five minutes." She hangs up the phone.

"What about us?"

She looks over at me like she's forgotten that I was even there. "Tomorrow,"

"I have that conference tomorrow, remember? You said that you would come."

She closed her eyes letting out a breath. "That's really tomorrow?"

"You forgot?"

"I did and I made plans I can't get out of."

"You were just planning our sex for tomorrow,"

"But then I remembered after I said it. I'm sorry."

"Babe, I already RSVP'd, I'll look like a idiot showing up alone. I'm giving a speech, I can't arrive solo."

"Then just bring someone else." She shrugged like it was simple.

"Like who?"

"I don't know, your mother?"

"My mother? You're joking, right?"

"I'm sure you'll think of someone."

She gets up and pulls her shirt down her skin then heads to the closet finding her shoes.

"Where are you going?"

"My dad needs me, I'll just be an hour."

All I could do was shake my head but it didn't matter what I said or did because she wouldn't listen. Her father hated me (for a reason I'm unaware of) and she always took his side over things when it came to us, so I had no chance in hell to get her to stay.

Both of my women drove me insane today, but the second she left, I headed over to Bonnie's place. She gave me her address and a key to which I never used because I never had the time to come over until now.

The house was a nice size and I'm surprised that she could afford it, but then again she's never reveled to me what she truly does for a living.

"Baby? It's me,"

I take the time to look around fairly impressed about how nice it's decorated. The fridge is stocked with mostly vegetables since she's trying to go vegan. She watched one of those anti-meat eating videos and never touched it again. She tried forcing me to watch it, but I'm not giving up my right to eating a damn good beefy meal.

"Stefan, you're here." She smiles walking up to me hugging me.

"Give me a tour?"

"Sure," she grabs my hand and leads me in room after room talking about them then takes me upstairs showing me her room. I look in her closet and pull out a cherry red dress.

"This is perfect."

"For what exactly?"

"I have a work conference tomorrow and I want you to come as my date."

Her eyes widen, "Really?"

"Absolutely."

"O-Okay. Um, what time?"

"I'll pick you up at seven. There's food there but I'll grab you something on the way just in case they don't have veggies."

She smiled and walks the short distance to kiss me. "I can't wait."

"Neither can I. I'll see you tomorrow."

I start to regret picking the red dress since she was now like a black bird in a blizzard. She stood out over all, but I couldn't help but feel a sense of proudness having her as my date. The men envied, but since most knew that I was married, it didn't last long at all. They were brave enough to talk to her and I couldn't do shit or else an eyebrow would be raised at me. Bonnie was polite and gave them the time of day, but I really wished that she wouldn't. Seeing her with other men made me jealous and now I wish that I really did bring my mother.

"We should take our seats."

"It was nice talking to you," she told William who had the audacity to kiss the back of her hand as I dragged her along to the table.

"I wish you would stop." I told her in her ear.

"Stop what?"

"Flirting with other men while I'm inches away. You're making my blood boil."

I saw her smile then quickly wipe it away. "I'm sorry," she turned to me and it took everything I had to not kiss her cherry lips.

I pulled out her chair and moved mines in closer to hers sitting down wrapping my arm lowly around her. She scooted back some getting closer as the lights dimmed and we shared a kiss. It was stupid, but we did it anyway.

I could barely focus on anything but the woman in my arm. How she would chuckle at a stupid joke or smile whenever something nice was said about anyone. How she would clap softly after every speaker and occasionally stick a fork full of salad in her mouth and softly chew.

She looked over at me surprised when it was announced that I was speaking next and smiled clapping louder than she had the whole evening. I watched her eyes search my face and when she didn't tell me to fix anything, I got up and walked over to the podium. I found her through the crowd and kept my eyes locked there mostly throughout it all. She was proud of me, I could tell she was just by how closely she was paying attention to me with a smile on her face though she probably had no idea as to what I was talking about half the time. It made me proud, confident and if she wasn't here, I know that this speech wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

I'm the last of them all so when I return back to my seat it was close to the time were supposed to leave. It took us about an hour to actually do so because I was stopped by several others before we made it out the door. As soon as we were inside the car, Bonnie kissed me several times.

"You looked so sexy up there. I'm so proud of you."

We kiss again then pull away and I drive her home. I check the time seeing that I could be home an hour later and go inside with her for a little R&R although we didn't really rest much.

"Are you still getting that divorce?"

The question struck me in the heart then punched me in the face at the unexpectedness of it. We were resting on her bed with her head on my chest playing with the hair on it with her finger. She still is. "Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Why?"

"I just want to know what I'm dealing with, is all."

"There's someone else."

"I just don't want to put all my eggs in one basket."

"Was he the guy that I heard on the phone?"

"…Yes."

"Has he fucked you?"

She let out a breath. "You could've said that a little more delicately, but, no. We're nothing serious, we're just talking."

"What's his name?"

"It doesn't matter, you don't know him anyway."

"I can't know a first name?"

"No, because you'll use him against me. Let's say his name is Peter, I piss you off, you tell me to run off to Peter, I tell you that I love you, you'll wonder if I tell Peter the same thing."

"I can still do that without a name."

"It'll be harder on the both of us if you actually knew it though. I do love you, Stefan, it's just that men are all talk most of the time."

"I'm serious."

"Then prove it. Sleep over tonight without calling her."

I looked into her eyes then nodded. "Okay, fine."

I could tell that she was surprised at my answer and how quickly I agreed. We took a shower together and I put on some sweats of mine that I left in her old building that she moved here.

"Are you going to be here when I wake up?" She asks moving under my arm.

"It depends. I have work at seven."

She nods then rests her head on my chest after she kisses me there. I let out a breath closing my eyes. "I love you."

"I love you too."

It wasn't long after that that we both were asleep.

•••

I can't get the morning out of my head. It's still morning but I'm at work and not at home with Bonnie. Funny how I call her place my home.

When I woke up she was still asleep and I didn't want to wake her, so I made as little noise as possible and went outside. I always keep an extra suit in the trunk of my car just in case of any accidents and now for occasions like these. When I return back, she's still asleep and I catch myself just staring at her before I take my shower. All her products smell feminine, but I guess that really isn't a bad thing. She's awake and gone when I step out the shower and once I'm dressed, I find her downstairs watching the news pouring a smoothie into a glass not really looking at what she was doing.

"You watch the news?"

She turns to me and smiles. "Yes, I may be young, but I'm not… whatever," she dismissed it with the wave of her hand. I chuckle and shake my head. "Breakfast, protein smoothie?"

"Why not,"

She hands me the glass, but before I move it up to my lips, she sticks a straw inside. It was one of the bendy straws with loops forming a design and I look up at her only for her to raise her eyebrows at me and drink from her purple one.

"Come here,"

She does and I wrap her in my arms as hers circle around my neck. I just stare at her making her smile and stare right back. I catch myself wondering why all my mornings can't be like this, I'm used to the quiet but back there it's always uncomfortable while here it's just peaceful and normal. She doesn't need to say a word, her presence is more than enough for me.

"Marry me."

Her smile grew. "No."

"Are you planning to marry Peter?"

She laughed. "No, not right now."

"Keep it that way, please."

"I'll hold out for as long as I can."

I pull her closer hugging her for as long as I can before reluctantly pulling away. "I should get to work."

She nods then takes my hand leading me out the door where we kiss for fifteen seconds and in another fifteen seconds, I'm driving off. What plays over and over in my mind is the way she looks as I do so. I check my rear view mirror and see the sadness ridden all over her face. We'll see each other again, she knows this, but the thing that she doesn't know, or myself either is that how long would it be until then.

The phone ringing made me jump in my seat and I answered it quickly in hope.

"Where were you last night?"

I sigh on accident but it was also called for this situation. "I got a little drunk last night so I slept over at a friend's. I was just about to call you, I'm sorry."

"I guess it's OK. I was thinking about coming by for lunch, will you be busy?"

"I shouldn't but just call before you leave just in case."

"Okay, well, I'll see you."

"Bye."

I reach down opening my drawer then take out the picture I have of Bonnie. On my desk are everyone's typical photos, one of my wife and one of us on our wedding day and since we have no children (thank you, God), I have another one of us on our second year anniversary. But back to my precious Bonnie.

She tried out modeling for a year but ended up not liking it like she wanted but I still have a photo from one of her first photoshoots. She had on more makeup than she wears on a daily basis but it did nothing but enhance her face making her look even more phenomenal. Her hair was curled and she was looking straight at me with those eyes of hers almost making me shiver because of her beauty. Her arms are stretched down with her palms are rested on the table in front of her, giving you the perfect preview of her amazing rack.

"Easy, buddy." I pat myself over my slacks then decide to put the picture away before I have to provide pleasure onto myself right here and now.

Three knocks then the door opens and in walks one of my good friends, Alaric. "Guys night tonight. The Bar at eight."

He didn't give me a chance to reject as he walked away so I guess I'm going. It'll be good to get out of the house anyway and plus its been awhile since I've had a night out with the guys. The phone rings as my mind is made up and my assistant tells me that a Robert Jones is on the line. Who the hell is Robert Jones?

"Hello?"

"Hey, baby."

"Mr. Jones, I think it's a little too soon for pet names since I have no idea who you are." I know she's smiling. "But since you sound sexy as hell, I'll allow it."

She laughed slightly. "In all seriousness, I have something to tell you."

"Which is?"

"I'm going on a vacation for two weeks to—"

"Wait, so this is already decided? You didn't think to ask me first?"

"I need your permission to go on vacation?"

"Hell yes you do. Without me going with you, you do."

She made a noise telling me that she was irritated. "Well I'm going so,"

It was my turn to make the irritated noise. "Where are you going?"

"For Caroline's birthday week, we're going to France."

"Who is 'we'?"

"Me, Care, Victoria, Elena and Vince."

"Who the fuck is Vince?!"

"Jesus Stefan, calm down. He's Vick's boyfriend, we figured that it would be good to have a male with us just in case."

"I want to meet him."

"Well unless you can meet him tonight then you'll just gonna have to deal with it."

"You're so fucking annoying."

"Like I give a shit."

I slammed the phone in the receiver when she hung up on me, it's my worst pet peeve. Leave it to Bonnie to make a good day bad and I know that I'll be pissed all day. My wife noticed when she payed me a visit for lunch. I don't know why I told her that I was free in the first place, she did nothing but make my mood worse and she barely spoke. She asked me what was wrong and I told her nothing was wrong and went back to brooding. That's probably why she didn't talk to me as much as she would of if I didn't have a fight with Bonnie. I decided to leave early with her and now I'm just watching the television's black screen.

I need a drink.

"I'm going out with the guys tonight." I tell her as I walk in the kitchen ready to reach for a beer only to realize that they're all gone. What the? "Babe, what happened to all the beer?"

"What do you need to drink now for, you'll be doing enough of that tonight."

"You threw them out, didn't you."

"You drink too much, Stefan, you couldn't even come home last night because of it. I feel like I'm sleeping with a borderline alcoholic."

I had plenty to say, but the last thing I needed was to get into another argument. "I'm going for a run."

"Good," I heard her faintly say as I walked up the stairs.

I drank more than I should've and spilled the beans of my double life to my older brother. He reacted like I thought he would—he didn't care but was surprised and a little proud but mainly surprised.

"So you're banging a twenty-two year old who is acting like a twenty-two year old as she goes on vacation with her friends."

"I don't care that she's going on vacation, I care that she didn't even ask me."

"She's not your wife, she doesn't have to tell you shit, especially since she's your mistress." Damon downed his shot.

"Fuck that, I don't care what the hell she is, she could've at least gave me a warning."

"Why, so you could fuck her all day?"

"It just would've been nice to feel like she respects me a little. I swear, sometimes I think I'm the mistress, or whatever the male version is, to her and not the other way around."

"What is the male version of a mistress?" I roll my eyes. "Listen, brother, women are complicated creatures. No man can or ever will be able to figure them out so I say instead of being a little bitch and complain to me, you go over there, apologize, and get your dick sucked because you and I both know that Stacie isn't going to do it."

I chuckle and shake my head but I know that he's right. About all of it. I take a piss, drink some water then leave. I'll make it up to the boys later, but now I needed to see my girl. It takes her two minutes to answer the door and seeing her dressed in pajamas, I take note of how late it is.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry, baby. I love you, I was just angry that you didn't tell me, but I'm sorry and I love you… Even though you piss me off."

"Are you drunk?"

"Bonnie, come on,"

"Alright," she turned and walked inside and I follow after her and sit next to her on the couch. "I told the girls that I couldn't go."

"Why?"

"You were so mad at me earlier and the whole argument was dumb so I'm not going."

I sigh and move my hands to her face. "I don't want you to go, but I want you to go. Have fun, but it would be nice of you to talk to me about things first, that's all I ask. You don't have to listen to me, but at least you know where I stand on certain things."

"You're right. I'm sorry."

"Come here,"

Slowly, she leans in and kisses me just once but that's not enough for either of us as we both come back again and I lay her down flatly and she brings her leg around my waist. "What time is your flight?"

"Five thirty."

"I'll be there to see you off."

"Can you get me off right now?"

Challenge accepted.

I wake up next to my wife with a thought in my mind. I am whipped. It actually came to me yesterday as my head was between those caramel legs that I am Bonnie's bitch. I was supposed to be the one sitting back and relaxing watching her head bob, but instead I was doing all the work, and I'm the one who apologized first! What the hell?

I get up quietly getting ready to go to the airport. I don't bother much with my outfit, it's four thirty in the damn morning but I make sure to brush my teeth and do a gargle of mouthwash. I get at the airport at five and introduce myself to Vince. Not a threat at all, I don't care if he's seeing Vicky or whatever her name is, men are men.

I hug Caroline and I know she rolled her eyes as I did so, but I make sure to at least stay on her good list even though I know that part of my name is on it while the tail end is on the bad side. She knows about my marriage.

"Your hair looks sexy." My girl whispered in my ear as she sits on my lap.

"Does it?" She nods and bites down on her lower lip. "You're so sexy."

She stands and takes my hand leading us away from the others and in one of the corners. I would much rather makeout with her with Vince around, but since we're already here, I get in my love. Two weeks without her will be torture, I hope she'll be up for phone sex or at least a couple pics because my body will shut down. She moans in my mouth as I grab her ass and turn my head to the side kissing her longer. Why? Why must she go? Damn, I would do anything to keep her, but distance will do us good and when she returns home she'll do me good.

The lady on the speaker announcing her flight breaks us apart, but I stay close to her and carry her bags as far as I could go until I needed to leave her.

"I love you and I'll miss you." I kiss her once.

"Ditto."

"Call me when you get there."

"I will."

We kiss again and break away thanks to Caroline. "Okay, guys, break it up or else we'll miss our flight."

I still kiss her again then pull away watching her grab her bags.

"Take care of my girl." I tell them all but especially Vince. I swear if she comes back with one thing out of place, I will kick his ass.

A/N: So there's chapter one! Tell me your thoughts and I'll update soon!