Chapter Fourteen

"Why could you not ask them to leave? Why could you not tell them that your son was having a programme in his school and you had to be there, Michael? Why could you not tell them that you were to meet your wife somewhere and she would be waiting for your Michael?"

She screamed at him pounding his chest with her tiny fists, yelling at him to let go, grabbing her hand he put them above her head against the wall, his mouth landed on hers to shut her up.

As his kiss became more passionate, Sophia struggling, a moan escaped her mouth, and once he released her hand she put them around his neck, Michael thought that he had won.

Pulling away from her lip, he looked down, they were both breathing heavily, and with little effort rip open her blouse to expose her breast, he caressed them with his mouth through the flimsy material of her bra.

In a haste to feel his chest Sophia tore open his shirt, button popping and hitting the floor, hands on his chest, she moved down to his pants, undoing them