Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Ava’s POV

Jogging with my headphones on was fun on the lonely road. I finished with my morning routine and tried to catch my breath while drinking water from my bottle thinking about the conversation I had with my husband last night. He wants me to have fun with other men,who does that to their wife?

I expected him to plead with me and not stop me from leaving with those silly options.

So what am I supposed to do now with this? Jump on any man I find attractive and let them bang me?

There is no way I’m doing that, no damn well.

“Jesus!Ava, why were you running so fast, I thought this was just us jogging..” Trisha was breathing heavily trying to get a grip of herself but she fell to the ground like she was out of breath.

The matter on ground clouded my mind so badly that I forgot I went out jogging with my friend.

“Drink some water, you won’t die.” I teased.

“I’m not doing this with you anymore.” She cried out and I smiled at her.

“But we are not even done, we still have five kilometers to cover up.” I lied just to tease her again.

“Hell no, I’m booking a taxi.” She got on her feet after drinking water.

“But how are you supposed to make payment when your bag is in my car?”

“I hate you Ava.”

“And I love you.” I hugged her.

“Get off me, you reek of sweat.”

“Coming from someone who is sweating profusely.”

*

At work I decided to confide in Trisha, wanting to know what her perspective will be if she is in my shoes.

“OMG!!! You both haven’t had sex for a whole two years and rumors about him being a flirt are real now he wants you to balance the whole thing by agreeing to an open marriage?” She screamed that out, I had to cover her mouth scanning the whole place to make sure no one was eavesdropping.

“I knew it was a terrible idea telling you this, you know what it’s my problem just forget about it okay.. I never asked.” I said feeling down to earth.

“I’m sorry I reacted that way like I was shocked but honey you know you can talk to me, I’m your best friend." She held my hands and I took in my tears, “Thank you Trisha.”

“I know this is hard for you but since he is offering that then grab the opportunity, you deserve happiness Ava.”

“But what if no man finds me attractive? Maybe I have lost my touch as a woman, that's why he doesn’t even see me.”

“Then prove him wrong Ava..”

“How?”

“You are beautiful, hardworking and sexy,any man will kill to have you so damn him, with your permission I can get a call boy for you to make you feel good, you deserve to be laid, now I know why you have been sluggish at work lately.”

“You praised me so well, not until your last words.” I hit her jokingly. We laughed about it but on a second thought, I just passed, I don’t think I can let a random man bang me.

On my way home Trisha said to me, “In case you change your mind, the offer still stands.”

“Goodnight Trisha..”

I drove home to find Pharrell's car, he came home early today. Walking past the car, I saw a lady riding him in the car and they were so loud that I got pissed, he barely noticed my presence, I turned around and left angrily. I was glad I had some cash in my bag enough to get drunk to clear off this pain I was feeling in my heart.

I arrived at a bar and I noticed the way all eyes were on me like I was an idol that came to perform here.

I walked straight to the bartender and had my seat resting my hands on the cabinet, “Get me something strong.” I requested.

“Sure.”

It wasn’t even up to twenty minutes, I was already tipsy but never stopped ordering for more strong gin.

I blame my mother for this miserable life I have to live. If she didn’t hurt dad, I wouldn't be paying for her sins by being forced into a loveless marriage. I deserve better than this.

Why can’t I have a happy marriage like others? Why can’t I feel that I am a woman? I thought getting drunk will help me out but turns out it just made me horny and yet no man to kill the crave from me with their touch, this is torture.

Out of the blue, a tall handsome dude sat close to me, he kind of looked Asian, his physique mind blowing…his lips so tempting that I wanted to kiss them ... ..his oceanic blue eyes pierced deep into my soul immediately we exchanged glances…..damn it!!! His brief flirty smirk made my nipples damn hard.. Who is this handsome stranger?

“You know staring this way comes with a f*e.” His voice sent a shiver down my spine.

“What if I’m willing to pay, will you let me keep staring?" I purred.

Did he just smile with his eyes? Gosh,everything he does turns me on easily… He pulled my seat closer and I didn’t know when I gasped.

“What do you think you are doing?”

“I hate my client stressing their eyes so I wanted you to stare closely.” He bit his lips, losing a few buttons making his chest quite visible from the white sleeve he had on.

“I’m impressed.”

“Thank you!” He gently took my left hand to f*el his chest, “Touching is a bonus for you but it seems you like grabbing, the f*e might be different.”

“HUH!!!” I was dumbfunded for a moment.

He moved closer whispering, “You’ve rubbed the glass cup as though it was my dick,that’s wild you know.” His hot breath tickled my skin sending in a rush of adrenaline.

I swallowed hard not knowing what to say next and my body was already in heat, a man has never been this close to me in two years, I’m already melting.

“I see you are a callboy ….”

“Really?”

“Well, I’m in a good mood today, please me and I will pay you, how about that?” Gosh what the hell I’m saying?

“Follow me!” He said in a whisper and I obeyed like a dog.

What if he is a killer? Why am I following a stranger to the hotel room? Am I so hungry of sex that I will do anything?

As soon as we got in, he grabbed my waist pulling me closer and our lips crashed, gosh it was paradise as I exploded in his arms.