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"Hun, I'm going out. Hospital emergency." I tell Jessica from her office's door frame.
It takes her a moment before she meets my eyes. My entire body is shaking as she studies my face. I am certain she can detect the guilt that is radiating off of me.
"Okay, sweetie. Be safe and if you're hungry when you get home, don't hesitate to wake me." She leaves her chair to give me a kiss on the lips.
Something tells me I won't be coming home until tomorrow afternoon….
FUCK! I basically just admitted to myself that I'd be l sleeping with this woman tonight…
With a light nod, I attempt to break away from her embrace, but she only pulls me closer.
"I know things haven't been great between us, Edward." She whispers in my ear and my skin tingles. "But I'm willing to try. I WANT to try." She captures my bottom lip in her mouth to inthasize her point.
"I better go then."
I'm a bastard.
My wife of more than two decades is showering me with affection, a thing I've wanted to happen for years, and now I'M the one pulling away. Life is horribly ironic.
Jessica might not send sparks down my systems anymore, but I don't want to hurt her. I laugh at the thought. No matter what happens tonight, I have ALREADY hurt her. Simply by thinking of even seeing Bella, I've betrayed her.
The whole journey to Volturi, I contemplate perhaps turning back and making love to my wife for the first time in a year. However, my traitorous hands refuse to let go of the wheel and I continue on into the night.
As I come closer to my destination, a different set of nerves hit. Was I dressed okay? I had no idea what was considered in style these days. I had opted for a dark blue button down with black slacks. Hopefully, that was decent enough.
What was appropriate conduct inside of the said club? Back in my twenties, a club was a place to kick back and have a couple beers. I had the eerie feeling things had changed since then. I'd never been a party animal anyways. With two little girls at home, time to myself was a privilege.
Then there was the Bella aspect. What are her expectations?
I wasn't a fool. Based on her behavior, I could conclude she was expecting a form of fornication to ensue tonight.
The word nervous doesn't cover the feelings bubbling at bay. The only woman I have ever partaken in any sexual contact with is my wife. Well, that's not totally accurate. When Jessica and I were on one of our breaks, I did sleep with Lauren, but it was only once….AND 20 YEARS AGO.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Damn it, my calming techniques are failing me!
Arg…the thing that baffles me the most is perhaps being a bit rusty in this area of expertise. She's probably had lots of experience; her confidence alerts that to me.
Ugh…I'm a pig. I'm assuming this lady I met for two seconds is a whore and that she's planning to sleep with me. How do I know if she's even ATTRACTED to me? She's probably taking advantage of me as some pawn to make an ex jealous. Girls do that twisted shit all the time, right?
Wonderful! Now, I'm assuming she's the kind of person who uses others.
What is WRONG with me?
I remove my hand from the wheel to rub my temples. I should be arriving at Volturi any moment now. This is incredibly stupid. I don't even know how to find Bella. When I asked for an identifier, she simply giggled and advised me not to "sweat the details".
The velocity of the situation is finally weighing in on me. I think about Tanya and Irina. They would be crushed if Jessica and I were to close the chapter on our union. And when it's disclosed that the cause was my philandering eye then…they would hate me. DESPISE me.
What is it about Bella that draws me into her? She's sinfully intriguing and I cannot deny my urges when it comes to her…
Suddenly, I'm aware that I am parked directly outside of the club. I'm astounded at the lack of a line and that there's no loud music pumping from the stereo inside. The sign does read "Volturi" though…
I've come all this way, there's no point in not checking it out, I reason.
I step inside the entrance and begin to skype the place for Bella. It's not at all like I had envisioned. There's no sweaty people grinding together and drunks brawling.
Instead, it's tame. Soft piano music is playing and couples are dancing slowly in a distant section. There are various tables scattered across the area.
"Edward!" I hear Bella squeal before she wraps me into another large embrace.
"Hi." I have no idea what to say to her.
"I've already reserved a table for us." She must see my hesitation because she quickly adds, "Don't worry. It's in a secluded spot."
She grasps my quivering hand and leads me to a dark location, a table set for two. I join her as she plops down on the chair. They're uncharacteristically created for comfort. The sides are even padded with cushions.
"This place, it's nice…" I offer, desperate to break the silence.
"I know, right? It's awesome. I'm not really into the bland, overly sexual charged places that are normal clubs. This is nice and relaxed." She replies back enthusiastically.
Bella intimidates me so much I cannot even respond to her. I'm captivated by her. She's young; everything in life is new and exciting to her. She hasn't lived yet, hasn't been exposed to the hardships that come with the years. I discover that it's refreshing to be engaged in simple (if slightly awkward) conversation with such an exquisite young woman.
She resumes her chatter, divulging what she thinks looks good on the menu. I take the opportunity to scope her out. Not in a perverted-imagining-her-naked way, simply a curious admiration of a beautiful female.
"Tell me, how do you find work as a doctor?", She inspects sweetly. I'm flattered at the genuine tone in her voice. I find it repulsive when people ask questions with limited interest in discovering the answer. It's a waste of one's voice.
"Good…I suppose." I sigh, before opting to speak the truth, "Honestly, I loathe it. Of course it's amazing to be able to help people, but I don't feel it's my calling."
"I get it." She nods. "It's not what you were put on this Earth to do."
"Exactly. Everyone else in my family doesn't understand that. Yes, I am good at what I do, but my mom's an amazing cook. That doesn't necessarily imply she was meant to be a chef."
"Does your family pressure you to resume this career path?"
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. But that makes them seem so shallow- which they're not. My father's also a doctor; therefore, it's kind of transformed into a family business. "
"What's your alternative?"
"In high school, I use to be the quarterback for the football team.-"
"Ugh. You were a jock?" She mocks disgust.
"Indeed." I smile.
"Well, what happened? Did you break something?"
"No…Jessica got pregnant." There is slight tension at my words; mostly on my side. Bella looks down for a couple of agonizing seconds then shoots me a radiating grin.
"Oh. Is that what you would like to pursue? A career as a sports newscaster or the likes?"
"No! That chapter is DEFINITELY behind me. Music, that's my passion now." Bella's eyes light up at my confession.
"Really? What do you play?" She leans her head onto her palm, giving me her undivided attention.
"Piano and guitar." Her eyes shine and I cannot help but grin.
"I LOVE music. Especially piano. It's so relaxing, particularly when I'm cramming for an exam. Perhaps…you can play for me sometime? I've never had the pleasure of hearing a live performance." She blushes while she asks this. It's impossible to overlook that she strung the word "pleasure" into her dialogue.
"I'd love that." I answer truthfully.
I'm happier than I've been in a while, chatting with Bella. The conversation flows so easily. We discover that our musical interests are identical. This comes to a complete surprise to me as I thought people her age were supposed to prefer rap to classical. She actually cringes when I tell her this.
Bella listens intently as I share more about my dreams with her. This is a gesture I am not accustomed to. Whenever I attempt to share my desires with Jessica, she rolls her eyes and encourages me to be practical.
"You're a grown man, Edward. It's time you do what you want." Bella squeezes my thigh.
The waiter assigned to us introduces himself and ask for our drink orders. I order my usual Bud Light.
"I'll take a coke. Limited ice, please." Bella politely requests.
I stare at her in wonder as the waiter leaves to fill our orders.
"What?" Bella giggles.
"A coke, ah? I thought twenty somethings were enamored with alcohol. " I smile.
"I'm full of surprises, Edward. I don't drink. And I'm not in my twenties." My jaw drops at her revelation.
"How old are you exactly…" I hope it doesn't come out too rudely, but I need to know.
"Eighteen. I'll be nineteen in a couple months." I admire how confident she is when informing me of her age. Furthermore, I respect and appreciate her honesty. But SHIT! She's younger than my DAUGHTER!
I start choking on the air and Bella smacks my back lightly, concern plastered on her lovely features.
"Sweetie, is everything okay?" Her voice is soothing and I'm immediately relaxed.
"Yes. Thank you."
The rest of the evening passes MUCH more smoothly. We become fast friends and quickly shred any informality there was at the prologue of the night. I gain knowledge about various pieces of Bella's history. I learn she's an aspiring journalist who is a sophomore in college. When I inquire how her age allows this, she explains a lot of hard work and dedication helped her reach so high.
She leads me to believe that she doesn't partake in much of a social life, save for a couple friends, since her goals in life have preoccupied her time.
Things progress naturally and comfortably, but as the night wares on the inevitable question arises.
"Edward?" Bella asks sheepishly.
"Yes, Bella?" I delve.
"I've NEVER done this before, but I really like you. I want you to know I wouldn't have invited you tonight if I didn't enjoy your company. Though I suppose that sounds odd since we had only met for a matter of moments…" Bella rambles nervously. I hug her to me, hoping to calm her.
"Anyways," She finds the strength to continue, "I was thinking it's such a shame to end our night here since we're seemingly enjoying ourselves. However, I seem to be acquiring a minor headache and was wondering if you'd be a gentleman and drive me home."
I gawk at her proclamation. A piece of me wants to deny her, but then the other half, a very dominant half, simply can't refuse this goddess In front of me.
"I'd be honored. Did you take a cab here then…"
"Yes. Gas is crazy expensive and I actually calculated taking a cab would save me a couple bucks. Oh how sad the world is today."
Secretly, I wonder if this is the truth or if Bella had planned this all along.
Regardless, I walk her to my car. She's wearing a red mini dress, not very appropriate for the cold weather outside. Hence, I drape my bulky black coat around her shoulders. She looks at me with an expression of pure relief and gratefulness.
When we're seated safely in my Volvo, Bella stuns me by capturing my lips in a kiss. After a few pecks, our lips urn for more intimacy and her tongue eagerly asks for approval which I grant readily. Soon, Bella climbs unto my lap and our mouths fight for dominance. My hands form a brain of their own and they begin to linger up Bella's legs before they tug her dress up slightly.
Bella begins rubbing her covered sex on my lower stomach and my dick awakes in more excitement than it has in years. Hungrily, I part her legs more for better access and lay her bottom directly over my throbbing cock.
"What are we doing?" Bella moans out, rubbing against me in her desperation to create friction.
"I have absolutely no educated answer to give." I reply truthfully, panting uncontrollably.
Our need is wild, untamable. We're acting like two animals versus two adults. Though Bella is only an adult by law. In reality, she's a baby completely oblivious to the world. However, her maturity is astounding to me, it's easy to dismiss her age…
"Baby, I really don't want to break this up. But do you mind if we continue this at my place? I'm not too keen on this transpiring in your car."
I grant her wish without hesitation. Recently, I have converted to a sleazy cheater, but I'm still a gentleman. There was absolutely no way I would force Bella into anything she wasn't one hundred percent comfortable with. I would be satisfied if she simply wanted to share a few more heated kisses. Okay, I'll admit, I might not be satisfied completely, but I will respect her boundaries thoroughly.
Bella directs me to her place. It's a cute little apartment with five nicely spaced rooms. I assume she must have a comfortable amount of money to afford such a spacious place.
After she takes off her stilettos and removes my jacket from her small frame, she jumps back into my arms. We move together in rhythm, exposing our flesh to one another as we dance in sync to her bedroom. We fall back on her fluffy bed, both stark naked. Bella switches on a lap, revealing herself to me entirely.
"I've never done this before." She admits.
"You're a virgin…?" Bella doesn't strike me as a slut, but I cannot help but assume she's had a couple lovers in her lifetime.
"Not exactly. In the technical sense, I'm not. But this is the first time I'll be having sex on my own terms."
It's not difficult to guess what exactly she's implying, but I am able to sense this is not a topic she wants to insinuate on. Hate consumes me for whoever caused Bella any type of hurt. She's such a sweet girl, only a heartless human could have dared to corrupt her in any way. I place light kisses on her neck to display my affection for her.
However, am I going to hurt her just as much? By entering into a physical relationship with her, I am forcing her into a very messy situation. A situation where EVERYONE involved is bound to get hurt one way or the other. And it's all going to be because of ME. Hearts will be broken, lives will be ruined because of ME.
I'm too far gone.
I trace Bella's thighs with my fingertips, earning small moans. I touch her pussy, and I am shocked to feel the pool of arousal forming there. She's DEFINITELY prepared for me.
"Are you sure?" I look into her eyes. If I sense any fear in them, I shall refuse to go any further. I don't wish to dig up any negative memories for Bella. When she decides to have sex again, I want it to be on HER terms. She deserves everything the world as to offer and that includes the privilege of controlling her own love life.
"Positive."
That one word changes my world forever. It's the decider in a fragile factor. All thoughts of turning back are gone now.
I cover my mouth with hers, kissing her passionately. I grasp her hand as I enter her slowly. I gaze into her warm, brown eyes, gauging her reaction to my intrusion. She's panting heavily, and manages to offer me a small, but genuine, smile.
I slowly pull out of her, only to thrust back into her tightness again. My dick acts as if her pussy is a magnet, it can't get enough. It's been deprived so much and it hasn't been spoiled with a tight pussy for years…not that I ever complained. I wasn't THAT shallow.
I literally begin to pound into Bella, allowing my urges to take control.
"Oh, Edward, yes…" She wraps her arms around my neck. I move her legs securely around my hips, and she locks them in place with her ankles.
My pleasure increases exponentially as Bella's hips begin to meet my thrusts.
I raise her leg to my shoulder. She whimpers a bit at the stretch, but slowly relaxes into the change of position.
As much as I'd like to be rough, I contain myself to an extent. Bella has obviously endured sexual exploitation in the past and I wish for this to be an enjoyable experience for her- not a tragic one.
"Edward, it feels so good, I think, I…oh…" Bella moans and I conclude that she's close to her orgasm. To create an even more intimate and enjoyable first climax for her, I bring my hand down and trace light circles on her throbbing clitoris.
That does it.
Bella reaches her peak, screaming my name in chants.
"God, Bella..."I groan as I release my seed inside of her.
I remain inside of her body and she holds me to her chest, peppering my hair with kisses. Finally, I remove myself when I become completely limp. I roll onto my back and stroke my grimy hair.
"Edward, that was amazing…and wonderful…and beautiful…just everything." She pants as she cuddles up to my side. To gain more access to me, she throws her leg over my waist, securing me to her side.
I don't want to be here. I don't want to be near her. I have to fight the urge to push her off me and I inform her I never want to have any form of communication with her again, that this was all a mistake. She's given so much of herself to me tonight and if I have any good in me left, I'll stay with her and be the loving partner she deserves.
My feelings for her, for Jessica, for my family- they're all blurry now.
I have been a loyal husband to Jessica for more than half of my life. I love our daughters more than anything on Earth. The line should be simple, my plan of action definite. I should forget Bella. Forget that I ever slipped and fucked her.
But that's where the problem lies.
I didn't fuck her. I made love to her.
Bella's not a random girl I picked up in a period of self-destruction. She's an enthralling woman who has me under her spell. I want to get to know her, want to pursue a relationship with her. I can't turn back and pretend she doesn't exist. That would be rendering on the impossible.
I wouldn't say that I love her; however, I KNOW that I'm falling for her, it's undeniable. The passion shared between us is too powerful to be classified as a passing façade. And I now understand that Bella feels the same, that's why she risked being with me. Why she was bold enough to even think about capturing my attention.
When we're around each other, we act out of character. Do things that we wouldn't normally do.
It's dangerous, but I can't pull away.
And I'm not sure if I ever will be able to.
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