Artie nervously took a small sip of his red wine at the local restaurant as he stared back at Olivia, knowing very well why she invited him to dinner. Marge was out of town for a few days on an art teacher conference in Capitol City. He was alone for a few days, and Olivia was taking advantage of it. Artie was very unsure about being there, so far it had been two and a half months without giving into temptation now that Olivia worked just a few offices down. Tonight looked promising though, at least in Olivia's mind. For the past few weeks, she had been hounding him to go out to dinner with her and when he mentioned that Marge was out of town for a few days, she made sure to take note of that when she asked. It finally worked,Artie picked her up and drove her to a nice fancy restaurant for the evening.
As he sat there, Artie stared at Olivia's dark green dress with concern. All that held it up were two very thin spaghetti straps, and even though she barely had any bosoms, this dress made sure to show that they were there and willing to let him go to second base. What surprised Artie most though, was the fact that the dress was actually long and going down to her ankles, not at all like the short skirts she had been wearing off and on every time she came down to visit him. It was split at the side though, so of course when she crossed her legs she made sure you could see them.
This was definitely not good, Artie knew he should have said no, but how could he when she pestered him on and on about going to dinner together. Finally Artie decided that since Marge was away, he could at least play for a little while. So far he had only kissed her a few times, rarely did he get any further before he remembered that he was married. He didn't want to cheat on her too much, that would be too much of a guilt trip. Though it was sort of fun sneaking around and meeting for a little while secretly. His nervousness usually subsided, though right now he felt that all eyes were on him in that room and wasn't sure if he should bolt or stay put and enjoy the grilled trout with fries. As long as no one knew him, he would be fine, Marge would never know.
Nervously he took another sip of the wine and looked and flipped through the dessert menu wondering if he would be hungry enough to want any of the cakes or pies afterward. While he did so, Olivia watched with a smile on her face as if it was a funny thing to watch as he tried his best to act disinterested in her. Olivia knew though that he had always shown interest in her and had tried numerous times to leave that boring wife of his and settle down with her. Of course that just wouldn't happen and now she had to try foreplay with him whenever possible. Of course she thought this was more fun than if he was single, but still, one day things would work out for her and life would be perfect.
"I heard the chocolate mousse is delicious here," Olivia said nonchalantly.
"Huh...?" Artie replied before realizing what she said. "Oh yeah I heard that too." He tried to keep his head down, hoping he would not get too tempted. Of all the places to be nervous at, it had to be here. Even though he kissed and started a little bit of foreplay in his office, he did not feel as bad being there with her as he was right now here in this room filled with other people. Many of his coworkers could have walked right on in and seen him engaged with Olivia, but so far, it had not happened.
"Artie, you know Marge is a day away from here, no one in this room knows you, and really, if you think about it, it's just a business dinner," Olivia said with a giggle.
"Either way I keep sensing her," Artie said as he pushed the dessert menu away as his meal arrived.
"That's only because she is a nagging wife who you are now stuck with. Think of this night as an advantage, you finally get to be away from her for a while, enjoying new company and not having to hear about what part of the house you need to clean," Olivia said with a smirk.
"She doesn't nag," Artie said as he shoved a piece of fish into his mouth.
"You only think that because you are so used to it now," Olivia said as she took a piece of chicken and ate it happily.
Artie thought about this for a minute, and unfortunately realized that Olivia was right. Marge did ask him to do a lot around the house. Well it was the husbands job to help, but now he remembered how weekends were usually spent cleaning the kitchen or washing the cars. This weekend though, he would be alone, Marge would not return until Sunday night. He could do whatever he wanted and Marge would never know. A spark seemed to suddenly light up in him as he thought about that and his nervousness quickly disappeared as he looked up at Olivia with new excitement. She was not his wife, she was just a friend from work who would not nag him and make him happy. She did not look like a housewife at all in fact, she looked radiant, more beautiful than Marge at that moment. A happy feeling soon came over him and he gave Olivia a sly smile.
"You're right, she's not here right now, I need to enjoy my weekend," Artie said as he took a big gulp and began to eat his fish hungrily.
Olivia let out a soft chuckle knowing full well that she now had the upper hand. "Soon enough Artie Ziff, you will be in my grasp."
It was still an early evening by the time Artie and Olivia finished their meal and neither one of them was ready to go home. Beside the restaurant was the riverfront where they could walk alongside the water or walk through the nearby park enjoying the evening air. Now that Olivia had convinced him that there was nothing to worry about, Artie no longer looked around nervously for any signs of people he might know or might tell on him. Instead he walked silently with Olivia for a little while as they stared down at the river that slowly wound around structures and rocks. After a few minutes, Olivia made her way down to a nearby path and took her shoes off in the water and sat down. Artie watched from above wondering if he should be down there with her.
"Come on, Artie, the water feels nice," Olivia said as she waved him over.
Artie grinned and made his way down before taking off his shoes and sat beside Olivia watching the river. For a moment, both just stayed silent enjoying the evening air until Olivia suddenly leaned over and put her head on Artie's shoulder. Artie did not move, instead he stayed put and put his arm around her. There was no use letting go, she wanted him and it was best to let her win this time around. After all, he didn't need to be home tonight, Marge was not home and his bed would be empty. Why hurry to something that was empty? No, he liked this company.
"Oh Artie, do you ever dream of anything else?" Olivia asked.
Artie sat there thinking for a moment about Olivia's question, not sure what she was asking. "What do you mean?"
"I mean do you dream of a different future, a different life, something like that?" Olivia asked.
"Well I always wished I was still I Capitol City, I probably would have a better job and be happy with it," Artie replied.
"Why aren't you any way?" Olivia asked.
"Because of Marge, her father is sick and she wants to be closer to family, especially if anything happens. But she did admit that one day she would not mind moving back there when the time was right," Artie replied.
"What if I told you I would rather live there?" Olivia asked.
"I would ask you the same question," Artie said with a small chuckle.
Olivia laughed a little before responding back. "I needed to try a new internship before graduating. I found this one and thought it would be interesting to work in another city. I remember you got hired there too so I thought maybe we could meet up and...well the rest is history."
"...Makes sense," Artie said with a sigh. That's when a thought occurred to him. Did he make a mistake by marrying Marge? Why was he suddenly enjoying this night with Olivia? Was it because he hadn't done anything like this with Marge in years? Or was it just because his testosterone was acting up? Ever since he saw Olivia he had a small crush on her and apparently the feeling was mutual. But how long could they keep it up? Marge was bound to find out one day and things would most likely get very messy and he really needed to sort things out and find out what he really wanted in life, or things would end badly.
"Do you want to keep walking?" Olivia asked as she lifted her head and then gave Artie a soft kiss on the cheek. Artie's eyes widened before he turned to her with a smile.
"Sure, let's move on," Artie replied as he helped Olivia stand up and make her way back up the embankment.
It wasn't long before both walked side by side down the park lane, staring up at the stars and wondering about the future. Artie of course thought about how long he could keep it up like this. He knew it couldn't last forever. Perhaps after this night he could call it off, give her the silent treatment and hopefully she would go away. Hopefully anyway, it was hard to get her away from him."
"Olivia, you don't mind if I ask you a personal question," Artie began.
"I am on the pill if that is what you are about to ask," Olivia said.
"Oh no not that. I was just wondering why you have chosen me out of all the men you've been around? What do you see in me that you don't see in others?" Artie asked.
"Well, you have this innocent look about you but deep down I know you can drop that innocence and show who you really are. I really discovered it after the first night that we made love those years ago. Your hands were so firm and you were willing to go the extra mile and keep making love. It was just so passionate that I've longed for it ever since."
"Hmmm...that was a long time ago though, I seriously doubt I can do just as good as that last time. I was younger then, and not married."
"You were still in a relationship and you had no regrets, I saw that look on your face, I remember it. You were so proud of yourself."
Artie shrugged, Olivia really wanted him to remember that night. How they made sweet love in her dorm room for few hours before Artie finally realized how late it was and needed to go back to Marge. He remembered how Olivia wanted him to stay but he knew Marge would wonder where he went and he had to go home before things got crazier.
"Yeah that was an interesting night," Artie said.
"We should do it again!" Olivia exclaimed.
"What's that?" asked Artie.
"Take me home Artie and together we can dance the night away with our love. And you don't have to worry about going home to Marge for this one. I'm yours tonight, no one else's and it's the perfect night for it," Olivia said.
Artie thought about it for a minute. Have another one night stand with Olivia? How could he say no to it really? Especially with the way she was acting right now, dangerous and seductive. Ready to go in for the kill. He could do it, Marge wouldn't know and once it was all over he would do his best to avoid her once and for all. Yes one last time with Olivia would work, just one last time.
"Alright, let's go then," Artie said as he let her hold his arm while he led the way back to his car.
Artie parked his car in front of Olivia's apartment and sat there for a minute staring up at the long stairs that led to the door where Olivia planned on inviting him in to. Olivia had told him not to be nervous and for a long time, it worked. But now that he was where he needed to be, he could feel his stomach churn and the need to bolt from where he was was going grew stronger every second. That was until Olivia brought him out of his trance.
"Aren't you going to open the door for me Artie?" Olivia asked.
"Huh?" Artie replied first before looking straight at Olivia. She looked just as lovely as she did in the restaurant, and the more he saw her, the more his nervousness subsided. It wasn't long before he quickly got out of his car and made his way around to let Olivia out. Finally both made their way up the stairs and into the great unknown.
It was a very simple apartment, spacious and delicate. The main colors were red and white especially in the living room where the couch was a lovely ivory accented with red velvet pillows. Along the wall hung pictures with a red border and a bookshelf with a nice sized television set. It was very different from the dorm room that Artie had visited years before. Definitely not as messy and more welcoming.
Go ahead and have a seat, I'll just be a minute, I need to put on something more comfortable," Olivia giggled before disappearing behind a door, no doubt where her room was located.
Artie sat there twiddling his thumbs and wondering how long this was going to last. Would she just be happy with some simple love making and that would be it, or would she never want him to leave and they would keep going at it for hours. Whatever it was going to be, Artie began to imagine how amazing it would be. When he first made love to Olivia, it didn't last long thanks to the worry about Marge. Of course he was worried about Marge now, but he was not going home to her and he would not be seeing her for two more days. It was just perfect timing and things would work out in the end. He would be back with Marge and hopefully Olivia would leave him alone afterward.
"Well Artie..." Olivia said as she walked out of her room. She was wearing a lacy piece of lingerie that barely went below her private area. It was held up by spaghetti straps and was made of a silky fabric. If she was not screaming for sex before, she was now.
Before Artie could even say anything, she sat down beside him and let her hair fall down on her bare back. Artie stared for the longest time, unsure of what to do next. Her entire being was like that of a foul temptress that lured him in ever closer to the most horrible of crimes. She was beautiful, she was amazing, and she was intelligent. She knew how to get him closer to her and he was moments away from being able to do that.
Olivia knew he was thinking about what to do next, without hesitation, she moved forward and sat beside him before putting her hand on his thigh. Artie flinched a little, but didn't back away, instead he moved forward too and and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Moments later, their lips locked together and both held each other in a magical embrace. While doing so, Artie was able to manipulate around her lacy dress, undo her bra and began to caress her. Olivia only had her arms around his neck massaging his shoulders as things became more intimate before Artie began kissing her. First on the cheek, then on the mouth, the chin, the neck, the bosoms, the stomach and then even further down sending chills down Olivia's spine. Artie was now doing the unspeakable, he had gone against everything that was important in a marriage, he was betraying Marge with no remorse whatsoever, and what was even worse was that he was expecting a child from her.
Artie didn't care though, it wouldn't happen again, as soon as it was over, he was going to avoid Olivia whenever possible. He knew she wanted one more night like this together and she finally got her wish. Now it was time to let go and move on, it was time for Artie to stay faithful to his wife and prepare for the new arrival that was to come. Little Artie Junior, his new pride and joy. Of course though, he just had to get out of Olivia's grasp and that was unfortunately not happening any time soon.
When Artie awoke the next morning, he found himself in Olivia's bed, her hand resting on his chest while she slept soundly beside him. He had not planned on staying out this long, but every moment he spent around her, the more she wanted him with her and he had no choice but to follow her into the bedroom where they made sweet love for hours. Now Artie knew it was time to go home and prepare for Marge's return but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to leave Olivia, not yet any way.
Instead he lay there staring up at the ceiling wondering what to do now. Marge was coming home tomorrow, he had time, but he did wonder if she had been trying to call him while he was away. He hoped she hadn't because then she would be extremely upset. He would have to call her when he got home. For now though, he could only think about what had gone on the night before. This was more than what he had done to Olivia the first time and this second time was much more intimate. Quite a few times he had found himself breathing heavily, sweat pouring off of him as he lay down to rest after making love. Olivia would only smile and give him a minute to compose himself before urging him on. Finally, he was just too tired to continue and before Olivia could ask for more, he was sound asleep beside her and there he stayed until morning.
Artie had never made love to Marge like that, usually it was quick and enjoyable. Worthy enough to say "yeah we did it, and look we have a bundle of joy on the way to prove it." This time though, he wondered what made this night so much better than the ones with Marge. Was it just because of the thrill of doing the unthinkable with someone he wasn't married to? That had to be it, he was enjoying a thrill ride and he wasn't getting caught because of it. The first time was just a practice run, this second time was the real game and he had made it to home plate without even trying too hard. Artie couldn't help but smile at the fact, Marge would be so ignorant of the fact that he could do it again if he wanted to. But no, he couldn't, if he did it again, then Olivia would ask for more. But then again, the thrill of doing something behind Marge's back was kind of fun. How long could he do it without her knowledge? Would she become suspicious? How often could he do this? He didn't realize there would be so many questions behind the idea of cheating.
"Good morning sleepyhead," Olivia said quietly.
Artie turned to face Olivia who was smiling at him. Her eyes half shut and her hair very mussed up from last nights shenanigans. Yet she still looked just as lovely as she did when he picked her up for dinner and he couldn't help but smile back.
"Hey," he said with a sigh.
"Last night was amazing, just so you know," Olivia said.
"Well I was told by someone once that I had busy hands," Artie grinned.
"It shows, the way you caressed me, I haven't had a massage like that in years," Olivia said.
"Well I'm glad you liked it," Artie said as he sat up to stretch.
"You're not leaving me now are you?" Olivia asked as she sat up too but in a more worried tone.
"I have to, I wasn't supposed to be out this late, Marge might have called me," Artie said.
"Why can't you just forget about Marge and run away with me," Olivia replied while she watched Artie change.
"Because she is my wife and I love her. I'm not going to abandon her, not when she has a baby coming," Artie said while putting on his pants and nearly falling on the floor when he tried to fit one of his legs through it.
"If you loved her so much, would you really have done those things you did to me last night?" Olivia asked.
Artie stopped what he was doing and stared back at Olivia. She had a point there, if he really did love her, would he go that far as to cheat on her? He suddenly had a conundrum on his hands.
"Well you are a foul temptress," Artie said.
Olivia laughed. "And you are Odysseus caught between many obstacles. Though I do believe you really don't love her as much as you think, otherwise you would have stayed away from me. After all, when I do see you at work, you are not afraid to make love for a brief moment. It's almost like you married the wrong girl," Olivia said.
Artie stared at Olivia for the longest time. She really was a foul temptress and one that seemed to be trying to get him to leave Marge. It probably would have worked if he wasn't married or was expecting a child, but at the moment he wanted to stay with her, and this time he had to make an important decision.
"Then I don't ever want to see you again, Marge is mine and I would like to keep it that way thank you very much," Artie said as he made his way toward the door.
"Just keep thinking that Artie Ziff, I know you'll change your mind eventually. I can see it in your eyes. You love me, you just don't want to admit it," Olivia said as Artie opened the door.
Artie had no idea what to say to that, he could only stare back for the longest time. He stared back at the woman he cheated on so many times and wished he never met her at all. She was so tempting and dangerous, he had to get away from her. There was no use arguing, she would keep trying to win the fight. Finally without any more hesitation, he walked out the door and closed it behind him leaving Olivia standing in her living room alone wondering if any of her message would ever change his mind.
A/N: And there we go with another exciting sex chapter. Yes I know those parts weren't very descriptive but like I said before, I really don't want to give this an M rating. But yeah looks like Artie is in deep water. Will Olivia leave him alone? Well I you will have to find out now won't you. So please review, I know I still have readers and I know I only get a few reviewers now. But I would not mind a little more, I just want to read what some of you think of what is going on. I just like seeing how you guys see things and leave you guessing.
Well that's all I have for now. I hope to update again very soon, so have a nice week everyone.