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Secret Lovers
Chapter 1
Wendy's POV
"I'm really sorry Mr. and Mrs. Marsh." Our doctor says after she gives us our unfortunate news…
"So there's no way we can conceive naturally?" I ask her.
She shakes her head. "There's always a chance. But with Mr. Marsh's condition, it's slim to none. I'm really sorry."
"Thank you Doctor." I tell her as Stan and I head out of the room. Stan and I have been married for 5 years and have been trying to have a baby for the past 3 with no luck. Now we know there's no chance in hell it's going to happen. It's really disappointing.
"Are you mad at me?" Stan asks me when we approach the car.
"No…" I reply without making eye contact.
"Are you sure? I know you really want a baby. I do too. I feel like it's my fault."
I shrug. "It happens Stan." I honestly don't want to go home with him right now. "I need to get some air. I'll see you at home."
"Are you sure you're not mad at me?"
"For the last time, no!" I snap at him.
"Okay, sorry. I'll see you later." We go our separate ways.
I decided to go to the bar. I can't have a baby so I might as well go ahead and drown my sorrows with liquor. "Vodka on the rocks!" I tell the bartender as I sit down. I grab a menu to see if I want to order food as well. I don't think I can eat anything.
"Wendy?" I look up and see Kyle bartending. "Rough day?" He asks.
I roll my eyes. I briefly forgot he works here part time. "Ugh, you would be working here today! Why is this the only bar in South Park?"
"Are you okay?"
I shake my head. "Can you just get my drink please? I really don't want to talk!"
"Sure." He fixes my drink and hands it to me. "You're my best friend's wife. If I can help in anyway, please let me know."
I take a sip of my drink. "I really want to be a mother…"
Kyle nods. "I know and Stan really wants to be a father."
I glare at him. "I just found out that our odds of conceiving naturally are slim to none. Thanks to Stan!"
He raises his eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"He has a low sperm count thanks to all the weed he smoked! I guess I should blame his dad too for having that stupid farm!"
"Well-"
I cut him off before he has a chance to make excuses for Stan. "We've been doing it every night in the boring missionary position for three years for nothing! What a waste!"
Kyle chuckles nervously. "I don't think I should be hearing this, Stan is my best friend after all."
"I try to get him to do different positions or even foreplay, but he's too damn boring and lazy to do so! He won't even talk dirty to me! It's just bang, bang, done. He comes in about 30 seconds." I down the rest of my drink. "Maybe our marriage just wasn't meant to be!"
He looks at me in shock. "You're going to divorce him?"
I shrug. "Well now that I know a baby isn't in our future, I would like to. He'll be crushed though."
"Yes he would. Have you guys considered other options like adoption or surrogacy?"
"Adoption could take years and I don't want to pay some crazy lady to carry my kid for me."
"Well damn! I'm really sorry Wendy."
"It's not your fault. It's Stan's."
"He's a good person, I'm sure it wasn't intentional."
"It doesn't matter, he ruined our marriage! Another round please!"
"I'm off in five minutes. How about I have that second round with you?" Kyle offers.
"Fine." I agree since I would prefer to not drink alone. Once he clocks out he orders shots for the two of us and sits down next to me.
"I know how much you love Stan, is this really worth ending your marriage over?"
I nod. "I can't deny that I love Stan with all my heart, but no kids is a deal breaker. I'm only 33, so I still have time to find someone and have a baby."
"There are other ways like I said before."
I shake my head. I guess he wasn't listening the first time. "I said I'm not interested!" I down my shot. "He's not good in bed. I don't want to continue to have a mediocre sex life. It's boring! He won't even go down on me because he thinks it's gross!"
Kyle seems shocked to hear that. "Really? He doesn't know what he's missing!"
Now I'm intrigued. "You do that?"
He smiles and nods. "Yes and I enjoy it. I also love having the favor returned."
"Of course he doesn't mind me going down on him. God, he's so selfish!" I roll my eyes. Why am I still married to this man?
"You just have to train him."
"So now he's a puppy?"
Kyle shakes his head and laughs. "No, but if you really want to work with him, you have to let him know what you expect from him and give him the opportunity to change."
I shake my head. "We've been together too long for him to not know what I want or what's required in this marriage!"
"Stan's kind of slow. You have to tell him point blank for him to get it."
"You seem to have a lot of knowledge about relationships. Why are you still single?"
Kyle shrugs. "I just haven't found the right one yet."
"That's a shame, you're going to make some woman very happy one day!"
"Why do you think that?"
Is he serious? "Not only are you smart, but you're tall and handsome. You have the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen! Not to mention you're a great listener. I could talk to you for hours."
He chuckles. "Well I AM a counselor so I listen to people talk all day. Plus I bartend part time, so again, I'm listening to people."
He sounds so confident it himself, it's really turning me on! "You really are amazing. Any woman would be lucky to have you."
I notice he's blushing. "Umm…I think you've had one too many. Maybe I should take you home."
"Yeah, I guess so…" That's the last place I want to go.
"Don't worry about the tab, it's on me." He asks the bartender for the bill and pulls out his credit card. He doesn't realize he's further turning me on.
"You're such a gentleman! Stan would never!"
"Stan does his best."
I laugh. "If that's his best, that's really sad!"
"Be nice! Let's go!" We head out.
"Are you sure you want to take me home?" I ask him once we get in the car.
"Of course. Where else would I take you?"
"You can take me back to your place." I put my hand on his thigh.
"Why?"
"You said you like to go down. I want to test out your skills." I wink at him.
"Don't tempt me…"
"I'm not, I'm challenging you! I want to go down on me!" I unzip his pants and start rubbing his dick. I notice he swallows nervously.
"Fuck it, let's head to my house!" I swear we make it there in no time. As soon as we get there, we head up to his room. We sit down on the edge of his bed. "Are you sure you want this? What about Stan?"
I nod. "Stan won't do this, so I'm absolutely sure!"
"You know it's technically cheating, right?"
"Let me worry about that."
"All right then!" I pull him into a passionate kiss. His hands were all over and we ended up stripping each other down. He smiled at me just before he dropped in between my legs and made good on his promise. I've never had anyone go down on me before and I can say Kyle has made my first time memorable. I came really quickly due to the excitement.
"You like that, bitch?" I nod with excitement. "You've been a bad girl! It's time for your punishment!" He then got on top of me and inserted himself in me. From the moment he was inside me, I felt something that I never felt with Stan. There was excitement, and passion! He's even talking dirty to me. I love it! He's paying attention to what I want and need!
"Wow, that was amazing!" I tell him once we cum for the final time. "I don't think Stan and I ever had sex back to back like that before! I didn't even know some of these positions existed!"
He wraps his arms around me. "Can we not talk about Stan? You're here with me."
"Sorry. I hate to say this, but I don't want this to be a one time thing."
"I don't either…"
"Stan can't find out about this…"
"He won't hear about it from me."
"Good!" I look at him and smile. "Can we go another round before I go? I need you inside of me again!"
"I thought you would never ask? You two timing tramp!" He throws me down and on the bed and gets behind him. I love the aggression and the dirty talk! Stan could never be like this. Maybe I should end things…
