The drive home made Sadie cry. She wondered what would happen to her and Martyn. Would he cry, or would he kick her to the curb? She could still feel Joseph deep inside her, fucking her senselessly. She placed her hand on her stomach, where he could still be felt. The thought that he wasn't inside of her and could be felt like he was right there made chills run down her spine. The house was right up the street. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and pulled into the driveway. She opened the door and tried to stay on balance when she walked. She unlocked the door to the house and stepped inside, not hearing the typing on the computer. He was sitting on the couch watching T.V. with a bowl of popcorn on his lap. She walked past him and tried to make as little noise as possible. He looked at her and saw how tired she looked and didn't bother. She went upstairs to the bedroom and closed the door. She fell onto the bed and laid there for a minute. She took her phone out of her pocket and sent the usual barrage of texts to Joseph. She placed her hand on her stomach, wondering if there was going to be a baby there in the future.
"When are you going to tell him?" Joseph asked.
"Soon. Tomorrow morning to be exact." She felt cold. She agreed to marry a man and here she is cheating on him with another man, like Martyn meant nothing to her.
"I won't pester you about this anymore. It's up to you when you want to tell him." She would tell him. She would tell him when she promised, regardless of the possible outcomes, punishments, and everything else. She wondered how she even got into this. What happened? He just felt so good inside of her that she wanted more and more every time and he gave it to her willingly. She loved every second, every minute, every hour that they were together. She continued to wonder, how did all of this happen?
Rain tapped the window of Sadie's office. She didn't have a case, and it made her bored. She stared out of the window, watching the rain fall on the flowers and other plants outside. She thought about what her husband, Martyn, had said. They were three years married and he didn't want children. She cried when she even thought about children. She repeatedly said that Martyn had the mind of a toddler, and he wasn't ready to be a father yet, and that's why he didn't want kids. She bought mountains upon mountains of lingerie to please him. He didn't even want to have sex, when she was dressed that way. She felt like she wasn't needed. He didn't want to have children, he didn't want to have sex - what did he want?! Just some broad he can have just for eye candy? It has been so long since he even said 'I love you'. It had been more than three- three years since that day. It was the most important day of their lives; their wedding day. Suddenly, that day didn't even seem so important any more. She looked at the picture of them on that day that rested on her desk. She picked it up, glanced at it once more, and set it down on it's face. Hot tears poured down her face and down onto her desk. It was at that time when her new partner, Joseph Oda, came into the office, a mug in his hand. She immediately wiped the tears from her face, and composed herself.
"Sadie," he started,"were you crying just now?" He asked, a look of worry on his face. Sadie shook her head in denial, sniffling and wiping the tears off her cheeks. "What's wrong?" He continuously inquired. He pulled up a chair and gave Sadie his undivided attention. She continued to wipe away the still pouring.
"My husband doesn't want to have children with me." She sobbed putting her head in her hands. "And I love him so much, but he doesn't love me.." Joseph brought her close and placed her head on his chest. She listened to his heart beat, a steady pace that calmed her down immensely. They stayed like that for a while before Sadie calmed down completely. She withdrew from his warm and comforting chest.
"Thank you, Joseph, for listening." She said softly, her eyes red and puffy.
"It's no problem, Sadie." She noticed how handsome he was up close. His eyes were chestnut brown and so captivating. His lips were pale rose and the perfect size. His facial features were slightly rounded and yet straight and sharp. She leaned in and locked their lips. Her eyes closed slowly, as she allowed her hands to travel through his hair and over his shoulders. His lips were so soft, and she lost herself in the moment. His taste was so unusual, but it made her head swim. It was almost like a slow poison that would be sure to kill her, but it made her feel as if she could fly. He retreated from the kiss, not wanting to be any more lost than she.
"Is something wrong?" She asked, keeping their lips touching.
"Sadie.. you're married." She closed her eyes and sighed. She took the silver and diamond encrusted ring off of her finger and placed it on the table.
"I don't care, Joseph. I'm yours now.." She said it as lustfully as she could and unbuttoned her shirt. She could see the bulge in his pants rising as she progressed. She unclasped the hooks of her bra and threw the two articles on the floor. She moved the hair from out of her face and off of her shoulders. "Would you like to touch them?" She asked, leaning towards the man in front of her. He lifted his hand, obeying his lust
"Are you sure it's okay?" He hesitated for a moment. Sadie grabbed his wrist and pulled it until his palm was on her nipple. She gasped at the contact. She released her grip on his wrist and allowed his to do what he wanted. Her breasts were so full and they were more than than a handful. He leaned forward and licked her tit. She bit the inside of her cheek, and stroked his hair. He wrapped his arms around her, keeping her right where she was. He ran his finger up and down her spine. She shuddered at the feeling, and she shifted as much as she could in her seat.
"I love you, Joseph." She whispered it, being sure that the people in the other office couldn't hear her say it. Every one knew that she was married. She invited a vast majority of the people in the office to her wedding. News spreads like wildfire in the office nowadays, and if people knew that Sadie was cheating on her husband, the next opportunity they get, Martyn would be in for a surprise. Thirty people would tell him that 'your wife is having an affair with Detective Joseph Oda.' He came off of her with a pop, and reached for the button of her pants. "What are you doing?" She asked, a tone of fear in her voice.
"You said that I could do what I want to you." He went to lock the doors and then walked back to Sadie. He slid off her pants and panties, her sex exposed to the air. Her breathing increased by the second, and he continued to make her wait. She wanted him and more than anything. She hadn't had real, good sex in such a long time, in over three years, again, on her wedding day, and it wasn't good enough for her. It was enough to keep her contained for three days, and before she knew it, she was asking, begging, for Martyn to give her what she wanted. She just wanted attention, love, to feel like she was wanted. Martyn never gave that to her, and this is the fruit of the harvest: Sadie going behind his back, cheating on him with some other man, who he knew through his wife, and trusted him to keep his wife safe under fire. In the end, Sadie knew that it was Martyn's own fault for this. If he had given her the attention that she wanted, she wouldn't have cheated in the first place. Joseph had stripped himself of his clothes. He kneeled to where he had access to her sex. Sadie leaned back in her seat. He licked his lips and pushed her legs far apart. Her breathing started to get faster with anticipation. A sudden wave of heat and pleasure washed over her. She kept her moans contained, only letting small whimpers escape her mouth. He pushed his tongue into her, and hit something deep within. She arched her back and kept her moans in, the small whimpers turning to quiet moans. She gripped the arms of the chair and released her juices onto Joseph's face.
"J-Joseph.." she moaned as he pulled off of her. He stood and ran his hand over his thickness. She knew what he wanted, and she wanted to give it to him. She sat up in her chair and grabbed his thickness. She took him in her mouth, and swallowed his entire length. She felt his cock head twitching in the back of her throat. She ran her hand over his stomach and reached to his pectorals and pinched his nipple. He moaned softly and moved the hair from her face. Sadie could feel his shaft tightening with each movement of her head. He released his load in the back of her throat. She swallowed the heated white cream that was shot down her trachea. He winced, and ran his hand through her.
"I love you, Sadie." She stood and locked their lips, tasting herself along with the unique taste he had. She retreated and reached for the pile of clothes on the floor. She separated her clothes and threw her articles on. He did the same and fixed his hair.
That was almost a year ago, and neither of them had spoken a word about it for that long. The office had no clue, and most importantly, Martyn didn't know. Martyn was the only accessory that shouldn't know about the crime. They had succeeded in this for a while, and that meant that he wouldn't know any time
That time is long gone, and yet she can still relay every event that happened that day. How fast his tongue moved, how much of that cream went down her throat, even the precise temperature of the room and his body. A sudden idea popped into her head.
"Joseph, can you come over tomorrow?" A wicked smile formed on her lips. She had a crazy idea in her head but it would get the point across.
"Around 3 p.m."