Giving into the Red

For the first time, being with Emma made me sad.

As we sat in the car in silence outside of our home, I felt so far away from her even though we were only inches apart. I slowly turned my head to look at her, with her hands on her lap; Emma's sad eyes gazed mindlessly at her fingers. What was she thinking about that gave her such a heartbroken look?

Did she do something that would hurt me? She was with Ray, but why? How did they come together without any form of communication- I had selfishly blocked him from her phone months ago and I was so sure they hadn't talked since their big break up. Did they really break up- or is she going to break up with me instead?

I exhaled heavily, turning away just to look down anxiously.

We seemed to sit in silence forever, I was afraid to speak; right now… Emma and I are still husband and wife, just one conversation could change that; I just want to stay together. But the silence was killing me, I looked at Emma who seemed frozen in time; I love her. Putting my hand on hers, Emma seemed to wake up from her trance; pulling her free hand to cover her face as she began to cry.

I squeezed the hand on her lap, feeling myself become upset because she was upset- why was she so upset? Turning my body towards her, I pulled her hand to my lips as I bent down to kiss it. "I love you, Emma." I cried emotionally. I felt myself sink as she pulled her hand away, covering her face as she sobbed. The silence was painful, but the two of us crying was so much worse. The silence felt like forever, but the crying really was.

But after an eternity, the tears ran out and we were back to an even more painful silence. I knew neither of us would feel any better until we talked things out; but where to start? I took a deep breath, facing Emma as I leaned my weight against the car seat. My eyes softened, even as she sniffled with swollen red eye; Emma was the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid my eyes on.

Norman: "Let's go upstairs, so we can talk,"

Emma: *Shakes head* "… I don't want to; I know I'll cry. And I don't want the kids to hear," *Wipes eyes*

Norman: "… Yeah, ok."

Norman: "…" *Grabs Emma's hand*

Emma: *Squeezes Norman's hand*

Norman: *Smiles, begins to stroke her hand* "I love you Emma,"

Emma: "I love you too,"

Norman: *Smiles wider* "Can we talk now then? Or I could take you somewhere nice"-

Emma: *Wipes eyes* "No, right here is fine…"

Norman: "… Ok, well." *Sighs as he strokes Emma's fingers* "Why were you… Why Ray today? I thought you were going out to get medicine and when you didn't come back, I was so worried- I… Never thought that you'd be with him."

Emma: *Sways shyly* "I wasn't sneaking off to see Ray, I really was just going to get ingredients from the store. But I ended up walking into him, and… I haven't seen him or talked to him in so long; I just wanted to catch up for a while. To see where he was living and if he was eating ok,"

Norman: "Emma, that's not your reasonability, he's a grown man and he can take care of himself,"

Emma: "But he can't! He doesn't take good care of himself at all! A-And his fridge is only full of beer and his apartment was a mess and"-

Norman: "Emma, it's not your responsibility. He needs to be alone and get himself together,"

Emma: "That's not easy to do without any support!"

Norman: "He's had support before, and he took advantage of it. We've already done everything we possibly could, he needs to be alone and learn to prioritize what's important. You coddling him and enabling him will only make it worst, and I won't have your heart under so much stress because of Ray's selfishness,"

Emma: *Looks down* "Is that why you blocked him from my phone,"

Norman: "… Emma, I"-

Emma: "You can't do that Norman! No matter how you feel, whether I communicate with Ray or not isn't your decision to make!"

Norman: *Wipes faces stressful*

Emma: "I thought he hated me, I couldn't understand why he wouldn't answer my calls or check on me when I was in the hospital and it put me under so much stress!"

Norman: "It would have been worse if you'd have keep talking to him, Ray doesn't care about anyone then himself,"

Emma: *Shakes head* "That's not true,"

Norman: *Exhales heavily* "Emma, do you hear yourself? You sound delusional, this is why I didn't want you two talking. I knew he'd get into your head and us fighting like this is exactly what he wants!"

Emma: *Sniffles* "I'm sorry, I don't want to fight with you."

Norman: "I don't want to fight with you either, I love you; Emma. Everything I do is because I love you and I don't want you to get hurt,"

Emma's eyes became watery again as I held her cheek, her eyes closed as I leaned over to kiss her. And just like that, all of our frustration melted away, I smiled as her eyes opened and met mine. Loving Emma is so easy, being happy with Emma was so easy; it was Ray who made our relationship difficult. I bend down to kiss her again, I want Emma to forget about Ray.

Was this enough to keep her mind on me?

Her soft fingers slid softly under my shirt to feel up my back, even the soft graze of Emma's finger tips made my body shiver. So, I've really become this desperate… It was only a few years ago I scolded Emma and Ray for having sex in his car, but now; I'm no better. Right now, I'm selfish. I want all of Emma's attention, with the seat pushed back; Emma laid down with me on top of her. Passionately kissing as I pulled her dress up, it was easy to tell Emma was all worked up.

Her kissing was sloppy, more wet, more hungry than they normally are. Sweet sounds slipped and pushed out lips as her hands traveled lower to pug my pants down. She was impatient, overexcited, her body was more sensitive than normal. Was this because of you, Ray? I pulled my face away from hers and began to peppered her neck with kisses, her skin was damp- as if she had been sweating. Did nothing really happen when she was with you? Was she tempted? Teased? Touched? The very thought made me insanely jealous.

I bit her neck as she pulled her out of my briefs, making her let out a sharp gasp. I've come to realize Emma enjoys sex that's not gentle, I'm sure that's because of Ray too. I kissed her shoulder, roughly ripping her underwear off as he panted. "Emma, you're so wet," I whispered feeling even more excited, with my fingers stroking her opening; it was obvious she had been wet for a long time. So much of her juices had collected, peeking down I could she her inner thighs were soaked and my mouth became just as wet thinking about tasting her,

I kissed her breath over the cloth of her dress as she began to stroke my cock with her hand, I hummed feeling myself drip with excitement. Her voice was so cute, my tongue massaged her nipple over her bra as I entered two fingers inside of her. They went in so easily and her hips swayed as her breathing sped up, even after last night- the medication still affected me.

How many rounds could I go before I burned out? Two? Maybe three- but would that be enough to satisfy her? I'm still nauseous from the side effects, but I want to prove to Emma that I'm more than enough for her. I sat up, shifted slightly as I became light headed. Looking down as Emma, she really is a goddess. I flinched feeling myself get closer to cumming with each stroke of her hands, no- not yet. "Emma," I blushed seeing her hungry eyes on my cock. "I want you, in my mouth," she purred.

My face flushed every brighter.

Not this again. I panicked as she sat up as well. "W-Wait!" I objected as she pulled me down on the seat, switching our positions. There wasn't enough space to fight her off, not without brushing against her ankle; where was badly swollen. "E-Emma, you have to be careful or you'll hurt yourself!" I scolded as she bent down. I gasped as she kissed my stomach, running her tongue lower and lower. "W-Wait," groaned grabbing her by the hair, making her even more excited,

We've never done this before, I never wanted her to- but every kiss on my shaft was felt on every other inch of my body. She looked up at me with heavy eyes, "Please," she begged rubbing my cock against her cheek. My eyes softened, the idea of making Emma degrade herself was something I promised myself It'd never to. My body relaxed, something about Emma's sweet eyes made me want to give it to me. If I want to be Emma's everything, to have her want no one but me; there's nothing else I can do- but give in. With an embarrassed face, I nodded my head, "J-Just this one time, Emma"