"My Mother's Wife"
So, now you're on board! That's awesome! This story has some real twists and turns. And I'm so glad it's holding your interest!
Rated M for Mature Content.
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"Well, Emily, let me know when you'd like to start," she says and I'm sure I saw the tip of her tongue slip out between her teeth. Dayum!
"She'll start right away," Angel answers for me. "I have meetings all day tomorrow and a lunch engagement the day after so why don't you two take advantage of that."
"I'll definitely take advantage," Maya smiles devilishly.
Oh, what kind of advantage do you have in mind, Maya, and will I let you take that kind of advantage…
Chapter 5: Flirting with Temptation
Emily POV
It's ten in the morning and I've been showered and dressed for a while. But now it's time to put on my makeup and fix my hair so I can meet Maya. I smile in the mirror because I feel excited and renewed! But I'm all giddy inside mostly because I'll be spending a lot of time with Maya over the next few days. I rotate the lipstick tube in my hand being careful to add just a touch of color to my lips. I press them together and voila! Perfection! I grab my bag walking towards the door but stop, walking backwards a few steps to look in the mirror one last time. I purse my lips and lift my hair adding some more volume. I'm ready…
I ride the elevator to Maya's. I step out walking down the hallway to her suite. I pause before knocking making sure my floral print dress is smooth against my torso accentuating my breasts while flowing naturally past my waist, my heels elongate my legs, and I carry a satchel filled with ideas and my laptop. I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. I knock…
"Just a minute," I hear. "Emily is that you?"
"Yes, it's me."
She opens the door in just a bra and panties and I think I might've just died and gone to heaven!
"Come in, come in."
I look away afraid I might not stop looking if I keep my eyes on her almost nakedness.
"Sorry, I woke up late. I just took a shower and as you can see I'm still getting dressed," she eye sexes me. And I know that's what she's doing, it's crystal clear.
"No, not at all take your time," my eyes widen as she stands in front of me longer than she needs to with her hands on her hips. Baby blue cheeky panties with a navy lace trim around the waist and leg with, of course, the signature Victoria's Secret tiny front bow. Her bra is baby blue with navy lace over it and navy satin bra straps. I know I said I wasn't going to look but who am I kidding! Her stomach is so feminine yet strong. I can imagine my tongue pressed against…and she walks away.
She goes into her bedroom leaving me in search of some air! But I can't resist watching her walk. It's a beautiful site! Her panties hug her ass in such a way as to allow her cheeks to breathe. She's smooth and firm and I think I just licked my lips! And I have a feeling she knows I'm watching…
I step out onto the balcony desperately needing that air. The slider leading into her bedroom is open as I can see the curtains flowing from the breeze. I'm tempted to sneak a peek but I concentrate on the waves in the ocean instead. Her cell phone rings and I can hear her talking to someone. It must be that girl who interrupted my swim. I panicked so I didn't get a good look at her and now I'm wishing I had…
Maya POV
"Hello?"
"Maya, its Alison."
"Hey. It's a bit early for you to be checking in isn't it?" I look out my window watching Emily.
"I just wanted to make sure we're still on for tonight."
"Yeah, why wouldn't we be?"
"You're a popular gal so I wanted to be sure," she teases.
I turn away from her so I can concentrate on the call, "You'll have my full and undivided attention. My bed has fresh linens every day, the beauty of living at a hotel."
"Mmm, I want to come over right now," she says and it sounds like she's rolling around in her sheets.
"I'd like that too but you can't. I'm planning a charity event for the next few days so my afternoons and early evenings are pretty much booked."
"I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too but I've really got to go."
"See ya tonight."
"Tonight, bye Alison."
Oh Emily you're looking amazing but until I know for certain that you're willing to walk away from Angel, I need what I need. And Alison is giving me what I need...
We ride the elevator to one of the conference rooms practically in silence until I bring up the other night.
"So, Em, I have to say, I really liked your choice in bikini wear," I scan her from top to bottom in an attempt to measure her level of nervousness.
"I'm pretty sure I realized that," she looks away timidly.
"I'm not quite sure what you were telling me with your performance," I raise a sculpted eyebrow.
She's still looking away but I can tell she's smiling, "I needed a release. It was a rough night. And when I saw you and saw that you were paying attention," she looks up at me, "I liked it."
It's at this moment she confirms that there is so much more to us.
But before I can pursue the conversation the elevator doors open, people come in and we get out. We walk to the conference room again mostly in silence. When we get there, we lay out our things and immediately get to work. We need to figure out how to make this charity event/birthday party work for everyone, but mostly we need to figure out how to impress Angel…
Emily POV
Hours go by and surprisingly we're getting a lot of work done. Yes, there's flirting here and there but nothing that would make me uncomfortable. We gather our ideas and she types them into the computer. We look at different layouts of the ballroom and make, what I think are some really great decisions. We are proving to be an effective team.
"I like how you arranged the tables in that one," I point to the screen.
"I think you're right. Moving the birthday party to the beach and having an auction in the ballroom makes a lot more sense," Maya agrees while keeping her eyes on the screen.
"Now all we need are donations," I say sitting back in my chair.
"That shouldn't be too hard. The hotel can offer up some rooms or something like that," she turns her chair slightly to face me.
"Maybe a weekend package," I suggest.
"Oh! Or how about a wedding package!" she says more excitedly than I would expect.
"Maya, I love that idea!" I say just as enthusiastically!
My hand squeezes her forearm and we react to one another's touch. It isn't planned. It just happens. Her eyes move from my hand to my eyes and we're still for several seconds. I want to kiss her and I'm sure she wants to kiss me. I close and open my eyes. She's still there. But her mouth has moved closer to mine. I know I'm going to kiss her. I know she's going to kiss me. Closer. My chest is heaving. I shouldn't do this. I'm married in the eyes of Nevada but not in the eyes of Florida but that shouldn't matter. I shouldn't want this! But I want it so much! Our lips are a breath away…
"Hey! How are my girls doing?"
It's Angel! We look away and clear our throats fumbling through paperwork and tapping away at the computer keys.
"Angel. I thought you had meetings all day," I say like she didn't almost catch us doing something we weren't supposed to be doing.
"I just came to check on the two of you and you're so serious. That's good. I'm glad you both understand the amount of responsibility involved in pulling off an event such as this."
"We have some really great ideas," Maya says.
"Such as?"
"Well, we think Lily's party should be on the beach so then we can have the ballroom set up to auction off donations from area businesses," Maya explains further.
"I like it. What kinds of donations were you thinking of?"
"Well, I thought we could offer a weekend package getaway, maybe a spa package as well, but we're mostly hoping you would be alright with a wedding package."
"A wedding package?"
"Have the wedding somewhere in the hotel or on the beach and allow for a certain number of rooms to be blocked out for the wedding party. Maybe throw in a limo as well," Maya hopes Angel will bite.
"That sounds costly but I think we can figure something out. You two have done a tremendous job and I really appreciate it. I guess I don't have to worry so much about my girls. You're doing just fine."
She kisses me on the lips and kisses Maya on the cheek. And I'm flooded with guilt.
"Well I have meetings to get to. Keep up the excellent work and we'll talk again when you get closer to your goals for the event."
She leaves and I finally breathe.
"Wow, I didn't expect Angel to be so agreeable," Maya says.
"It felt good didn't it?"
"Yeah, it did. I've waited patiently to do something meaningful for the hotel and I've wanted her respect for a long time now and maybe I'm finally earning it."
"I'm really happy for you Maya."
"Thanks Em."
Hmmm, she called me Em.
Maya and I continue with the planning, making and receiving phone calls throughout the rest of the day and into the night…
Alison POV
Max is on his way out for a meeting and he's being very difficult about me going out too. He looks me up and down in my black sleeveless evening pantsuit cinched at the waist with a wide belt and my hair looking a bit disheveled.
"Sweetie, baby, if I didn't know any better I would think you were fucking the gardener." He starts to walk away but stops and as he's turning to look at me one more time before he leaves, he says, "Since when do you get your hair done at night."
"It was the only time he had left," I say with my arms crossed in front of my chest. "You wanna call him?" I pretty much dare him to.
He looks at me so seriously that he gives me the chills. He slowly walks towards me not breaking eye contact. He stops a few inches away from me.
"When you and I went snorkeling in the French Riviera, how long did you say you could hold your breath?"
"Why?"
"A number, please."
I keep my composure, "Three and a half minutes."
"Not long enough. You really don't know me at all do you?" He walks away leaving me scared and unmoving. I'm trapped and I'm beginning to wonder if there's no way out. "Have a nice night in, sweetie."
And he's gone…
Maya POV
It's late. She should've been here by now. But my worry is interrupted by my ringing phone.
"Hello?"
"I can't make it," she says with disappointment in her voice.
"Are you okay? Are you alright?"
Is it disappointment I hear?
"Yes, I'm fine. It's just…it's not a good time. I'm sorry," she says softly.
"Yeah, me too."
She sighs, "Soon, tomorrow maybe, okay?"
"Sure." I'm tired anyway.
She sighs again, "Maya, you deleted those photos, right?"
"Alison, what's going on?"
She sounds nervous.
"Just tell me you deleted them."
"Yeah," I lie.
"Okay, I'll see you soon."
When she hangs up I click on my photo gallery. Why is she so desperate for me to delete these photos? I close my app and decide if she wants them deleted so badly then they could prove to be my insurance policy in case the shark she's married to tries anything, anything at all…
Emily POV
Before I go to bed, I wonder where Angel is. I put on my robe and walk through our suite. There's a brightness coming from the balcony. I open the slider and there she lies on a cushioned lounge chair with a bucket next to her chilling a bottle of wine. There are candles lit and staying lit as there's barely a breeze even though it's a cool night. She's sipping from her glass and there's a full glass next to the other lounge chair.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"I thought you might like to enjoy this beautiful night with me and a bottle of wine," she smiles sweetly.
"What's the occasion?" I ask as I sit back in the chair picking up the wine glass.
"You."
"Me?"
What is going on? I've been an afterthought for a while now.
"You impressed me today. I hadn't realized how much more you had to offer and I apologize for that. You really are the complete package," she smiles as she sips.
I feel really guilty as I hold up my glass to her and sip.
"Angel…"
"Please, Emily, I'm sorry I've been distant. You deserve so much better."
And all that flashes through my mind is, you're right, I do, I deserve better…I deserve Maya.
"I plan on giving you better. I plan on making this last. I hope it's not too late," she says with love and sincerity.
I hear her words and I nod. I have to put my marriage first, even though I have these overwhelming feelings of desire for Maya. What am I doing? You love Angel. This thing with Maya is just that…a thing. Isn't it?
No, it isn't…
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To Be Continued…