I own none of the WWE superstars (but I'd love to own Mark for a night).

Note: Uh oh! Trouble's on the horizon...

In The Woods

"Are you sure you know where you're leading us?" Mark asked me as I held his hand and led him deep into the woods that began on the edge of our backyard.

"Of course I know," I replied. "But," I said mischievously, "Would you mind being lost in the woods with me?"

"Of course I wouldn't mind," he replied. "In fact, I'd make it my ultimate goal to get lost in here with you, somewhere where we can't be found."

"Interesting," I said, and kept walking. I was headed for my favorite place in the woods, a place I hadn't even shown Glen. I hadn't been ready to share my special place with anyone because it meant so much to me. I'd promised myself that I'd share it with Glen when the time was right. And now, I felt the time was right... Only, I wanted to share it with Mark instead.

"Are you sure?" he asked again, breaking into my thoughts. "Because we're just going deeper and deeper."

"True, but I thought you liked going deep," I commented.

He smirked. "Yeah, and you love it when I'm thrusting deep inside you, you little nymph."

"Sex demon," I shot back.

"Cock-rider."

"Peach-licker."

He couldn't think of anything else to say. Finally, he settled on the usual. "...Tart!"

"Is that all you can think of?" I teased. "Tart?"

"It's what you are," he said innocently. "I can't control it."

"I can't control it either," I said, but I was talking about something else entirely different. I leaned up and kissed him hungrily. "See?" I asked as I kissed his chest through his shirt. "You make me get so out of control."

"I knew you couldn't resist me, even all those years ago when you first married Glen," he said, placing a sweet kiss right near my lips. "There's always been this sort of animal attraction between us."

"True, but it was never this strong," I pointed out, while returning a teasing kiss near the corner of his waiting mouth. I looked into his eyes, and I could see the fire in them. Fiery desire. I shuddered, looked away, and grabbed his hand again. "Come on, let's get going. You want to see my secret spot, right?"

"Darlin, I've seen and tasted every secret spot on your body more than once," he said.

"Not that secret spot. My favorite place here in the woods," I told him.

He smiled. "Sure, I want to see it," he said. "Lead the way."

We walked for 10 more minutes, heading deeper and deeper into the woods. We held hands as we walked in silent content, enjoying the silence and the closeness. Finally, I stopped.

"Look. This is it," I said in a whisper.

Before us was a small waterfall in a clearing. The waterfall flowed into a stream that led off to some unknown body of water. The clearing had plush, beautiful green grass that felt like soft green carpet. But the weird thing was that no sunlight could make it through the tops of the trees, so it was pitch black, like night time. And yet, the grass thrived.

"This place has to be magical," he said in awe.

"Exactly what I said when I found it," I said.

"This must be complete serenity."

"It is. You're the only person I've showed this place to," I said to him softly. "I'm selfish, huh?"

He gave me a surprised look. "You haven't shown Glen?"

"No. I always told myself that when the right time came, I'd show it to him. Now the right time is here, and I only want to share it with you..."

"I have something I want to share with you, too," he said, putting his arm around my waist.

"And what might that be?" I asked with a smile.

"My heart... My body... I want to give them to you." He grinned and leaned down for a kiss.

This kiss had to be the most intense one we'd ever shared. It left my legs feeling like Jello... So it made lots of sense when he lowered me gently to the grass and started kissing my neck. I couldn't stand up anyway, so this was only logical, right? At least, that's what I told myself, but I knew that even if my legs hadn't gone weak, I would've still ended up on my back in the grass with Mark's hot body covering mine.

"Mark... In the grass?" I asked as he quickly tried to unbuckle his belt.

"Definitely," he said, unbuckling his belt and leaning back down to kiss me. "Right here, in the grass. Right now."

He didn't have to tell me twice. He wanted me and I wanted him, and that was all that mattered. It didn't matter where we were or what time it was or anything, just as long as Glen was nowhere around. I felt so lucky that I had discovered this secret spot...

But then my luck ran out.

"What the fuck is going on?" Glen exclaimed all of a sudden.

Mark rolled off of me quickly and we both stood up with guilt written all over our faces. I wondered how the hell Glen had managed to find my little secret spot. He must've followed us.

"It's not what you think," Mark said quickly, pulling his pants up and buckling his belt. "It's really not."

"It's not? Because I'm under the impression that you were about to FUCK MY WIFE!" Glen's voice was loud. He was turning red and trembling at the same time.

"He wasn't... I..." I couldn't think of anything to say to calm him down.

"Don't you even begin to talk, Jade. It's obvious you were about to let him fuck you!" Glen yelled. He started walking towards me, and before I could move he was in front of me. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me to him. "You want someone to fuck you in the grass, huh?" He pushed me down on the grass. "Allow me."

"What the fuck is your problem?" Mark demanded as he gave Glen a light shove. "Don't do that to her."

"You were about to. What's so wrong with me fucking my own wife?" Glen asked, turning around and glaring at him angrily.

"If you must know, I wasn't about to fuck her. I don't fuck. I make love," Mark said, looking down at me with an affectionate look on his face.

"Well thanks for clarifying that for me, you big fucking jackass!" Glen said quietly. "I guess I'm taking this all the wrong way."

"That's right. You are," Mark said, surprised that he was agreeing with him. "Just sit down, calm down, and let us explain."

"There's nothing to explain. She's my wife, Mark," Glen said. "What the hell were you thinking?"

"I wasn't. But I can't resist her," Mark replied honestly. "I think I love her."

This was obviously not the reply that Glen had wanted to hear. Before we knew what was going on, he was advancing towards Mark slowly with his hands clenched into fists.

"Calm down, Glen. I'm not going to fight you," Mark said, backing up towards the trees in the direction from where we had entered. "You're my best friend. We can settle this some other way."

"You're gonna pay!" Glen roared, then charged at him full speed. He tackled him and started punching him.

"Get off him, Glen! Get off him!" I yelled as Glen pounded Mark's body with hard punches. He hit him particularly hard right between the eyes. I heard the sound of his fist connecting with his skull from where I was standing. "Stop it, Glen! You're going to kill him!"

"You know what? You're right," Glen said. I was surprised at his sudden change of opinion. He stood up and started to grin evilly at me. "I shouldn't be taking out my frustrations on him... I should be taking them out on you!"

"No," I said to him, backing up. "You shouldn't."

"Yes, I should. He's been right all these years, and I never believed it," he said. He started walking towards me, stalking me as I backed up in the opposite direction of where we'd entered.

"You can't run from me, Jade," he spat. "I'm your husband. You don't really want to run away from me."

"Glen... You're scaring me," I whispered. I glanced over at Mark who was just starting to sit up. He was clutching his head in his hands and wincing at the contact. "Mark, are you ok?" I called. I was worried about him, even more worried about him than I was about Glen's sanity as he slowly kept walking towards me.

"I'm... My head really hurts," Mark answered with a groan, then laid back in the grass. "I just need a minute...to close my eyes."

"Don't close your eyes!" I cried. I feared that if he closed his eyes then maybe they wouldn't ever open again.

"Jade, my dear, my lovely wife," Glen said. "You really should be scared." Then he lunged at me.

I quickly moved out of the path he was taking towards me. That was one advantage of being small and thin.

"You can't evade me forever!" he exclaimed as I started running further into the woods, past the waterfall.

I had never been that far into the woods before. I kept running and running until my legs were tired. And then he caught up to me. Smiling, he stopped to look at me for a minute. And then he lunged at me again.

I moved out of the way and he ran right past me, then screamed.

"What the fuck? A cliff! Nooooo..."

I turned around and quickly went over to where he had ran. Looking over the side, I saw that he was right. Indeed, there was a cliff. A very steep, high, and rocky cliff. And he was nowhere in sight.

"Glen!" I called.

"I'm right here! Grab my hand!" he yelled frantically. I could see his hand hanging on to the edge of the cliff. I grabbed it, knowing he was well over 300 pounds and I wouldn't be able to pull him up. But he was my husband, and even if he had tried to destroy Mark and me, I had to at least attempt to save him.

"I have you," I said to him, struggling to hold on to him and not fall over as well. "Try to get up here."

"Why would I do that?" he asked, pulling my hand so that I came a little closer to the edge. He started grinning. "Dear, we're both going down!"

"No!" I exclaimed. "I don't want to die... And Mark, he's back there... We can't leave him alone."

"I knew you would betray me one day. You were just too good to be true..."

And then he let my hand go.