"Why are you calling me, Dana?"
He asked, his voice booming into the other end of the phone. He sounded anxious, and mad, all at the same time. I've always loved the way his voice sounded when he was in two states of emotion. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed. "Well...I have a free time, I'm bored, and I'm guessing Maria was only one of your toys to play with. Am I right?" I could hear him chuckle. I laughed and twirled my hair, the way a 6 year old girl does when she's been struck by puppy love. "Are you trying to set something up? You know, you shouldn't try something you cant handle," He said, causing me to smirk. "I can handle it. You didn't move did you?" I said. I scolded myself for asking such a dumb question.
He laughed. "Do you think I moved?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Don't be a smart ass. Your lucky just to be seeing me again," I hung up and sighed. Why was I doing all of this. 2 years into my marriage and I wasn't happy. Married to an attractive man with the body of a Greek god, he doesn't yell or abuse me, my parents approve of him, and I have the cutest 5 year old daughter with him, and I still wasn't happy. I looked over at a picture hanging above our bed, I smiled a little. The memory was so fond, like it just happened yesterday. September 26, 2008, my birthday, the day Randy proposed.
I sighed and left him a note telling him I would be home later, making up some lie about having a lunch date with Melina, before grabbing the keys and driving downtown to John's house.
I sat in the car and looked over at his house. I smiled a little. His house was more than fancy, more than extravagant. A fountain in the center of the yard, a gold gate, with his initials in fancy cursive on it. I was so wrapped up in my gaze of his house, I didn't notice he came and stood by the gate, shirtless. I smiled and took in the sexy sight of all his abs and muscles. He looked at me and winked.
'What are you doing?' I mouthed to him. He motioned for me to come over and I happily obeyed. He took a look at me and licked his lips. I put my hands in his and kissed his cheek. "I've missed you," He whispered in my ears, before sucking on my earlobe. That was an extreme turn on. My knees began to buckle and they felt like they were about to give out. He must have noticed because he picked me up and smirked. "Watch yourself," He said as he walked me into his house and took me up to his bedroom, and threw me on the bed.
He stripped me out of my clothes, and climbed on top of me, pulling my hair to bring me closer to him, before giving me a deep, passionate kiss. I saw him raise his hand and before I knew it, I felt him fondling my breasts. I let out a small gasp and he seized the opportunity to sneak his tongue in my mouth. I moaned into his mouth and began to let my tongue flicker against his. He pulled away and let his tongue move from my mouth, to my neck, to both of my breasts, past my stomach and onto my most sensitive area. I arched my back and let a moan escape my throat. He got into pleasing me, and decided to throw my legs over his shoulder as let his tongue move over me. I grabbed the sheets for support and let a louder moan escape my mouth. We met eyes for a second, before he went on with his licking and sucking. He moved his tongue faster and I almost screamed. If I had the chance, I would let him come home with me so we could have this session again, but, that wouldn't sit well with Randy. I was to wrapped up in my thoughts to realize he was still going and he started to runs his fingertips over my legs. I moaned even louder.
He brought me to one of the biggest orgasms I've ever had.
He came up to me and gave me a kiss, before grabbing my wrists and growling a command in my ear. "Get on your knees," I looked at him and smirk, before doing what he told me. I pulled his belt off and lowered his jeans and boxers before taking a look at him. "God, I missed you," I whispered to him. He looked at me and smiled. I started to wrap my mouth around the 10 glorious inches he possessed. I bobbed my head up and down and started to lick all around the shaft, until I started sucking on the head. Because John and I haven't been with each other for the past 3 weeks, I almost forgot the way he liked for my to give him a blow-job. I thought my head game was a little off, but I guess they were OK due to all of his moaning and whispering my name. 2 minutes sure he shot his load in my mouth and I swallowed, before licking my lips and getting off my knees to place hickeys all over his neck.
"Alright...enough of this," He growled in my ear as he threw me on the bed, grabbed my wrist and started thrusting himself into me. I moaned louder as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He lent down and placed kisses on my neck while he continued thrusting. That earned him a moan of pleasure from me. He stopped and looked up slowly and then looked down at the floor. Still catching my breath, I stammered, "W-What? Why..did you..stop?" I brushed some of my hair behind my ear and heard my cellphone ringing. "Hello?" I answered.
"Baby...where are you? I got home and found your note and I only left like 30 minutes ago. You left that fast?" Randy asked me. I could hear him try to remain in a calm tone, but, I could hear some of the anger ooze out his voice. Shit! Your screwed now Dana, I thought in my head. I got up to retrieve my clothes off the floor, then I felt John pull me back on his lap, still rocking a hard on, before he kissed my neck. I pushed him off and got dressed. "Baby, just give me 20 minutes, I promise I'll be home, alright? Love you," I said trying to end the conversation. He sighed. "Alright, see you in a few. I love you too," He said. I hung up to see John, laid back in his bed, having the black, silk sheets, cover his lower half.
"You know what they say," He began as he placed his hands behind his head. "Guilty sex is the best kind of sex," He said, flashing me his trademark grin and a wink. I rolled my eyes and kissed his cheeck. He frowned. "That's all your getting. I have to go, I'll see you tomorrow," I yelled over my shoulder as I rushed downstairs and ran out his house.
"Randy, please dont be upset with me,"
I mumbled to him as we lay in our king sized bed. Me sitting up in the bed, Indian style, while Randy lay on his side, facing the opposite direction of me. "Dana, I'm not upset," He mumbled to me. He shifted over so he could look at me. If looks could kill. His beautiful sapphire colored eyes, were fading, giving me an icy color. "Can we please talk," I asked him while grabbing his hand. "You wanna talk?"
"Yes Randy, yes I do,"
He sat up in the bed and turned the light on. "Alright. What do you need to talk about?" I bit my lip and sighed. This is it, I thought in my head. You can finally tell him the truth. "Baby, why are you upset with me? All I did was go to lunch with my friend. And your mad at me," I looked down and shook my head, playing the innocent role. He wasn't buying it, because he kept a stern tone in his voice. "I'm not mad that you went out with Melina. I'm mad that every time I see you, your never here. Your always out, I mean how many times are you gonna see here in one day?"
"Randy, it's not like that. I-" I started before he cut me off. I saw him turn the light off and turn back on his side. Instead of us working this problem out, he mumbled one last thing to me.
"Whatever. Go to sleep."
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