Chapter four

Charlotte's POV 

  

  The next morning I woke up more aroused than I'd ever been, but how could I dream about something like that?

My dream was dirty, wrong. But I couldn't shake it, couldn't get it out of my head.

I swear I could feel David's hands touching all over my body, heat emanating from everywhere he'd touched.

Why was this happening to me? I mean I loved a dirty dream as much as the next girl, but to have one about my husband's cousin? Come on, there has to be something wrong with my head. That's all, I'll be able to forget all about it no time.

  But As the day drug on it kept slipping back into my mind, invading my every thought no matter how hard I tried to push it out. The dirty words he had said to me, how he ferociously pounded into me without a care in the world of getting caught by someone.

  

  But I knew this could never happen in real life, I'm  married for Christ sakes.

I love my husband and I would absolutely never betray him in that way. We were extremely happy in life, our perfect little family, in the perfect house.

So I did what any 'sane' women would do, I put all of my attention towards my husband. Giving him everything he needed or could want. Surprise blow jobs? You got it. Dirty sex in the shower? Yes. Anything my husband wanted I did for him, and I loved the attention he was giving me.

Having sex more frequently seemed to make our day to day lives easier too, Alex was always a happy go lucky guy with nothing to complain about. And I was able to shove the dream out of my mind almost completely, the only issue being that whenever I saw David my insides turned to complete goo.

  

  I found myself wondering if what he said in my dream had any truth to it. But it couldn't right? There was no way he had been thinking about me for months? Especially in a sexual way. There's not anything special about me, with my long blonde hair and green eyes. Honestly I had a little more weight than I cared for, so I couldn't fathom why my mind was coming up with these impossible scenarios of David thinking about me. I wasn't anything to write home about. I just had to forget and never tell anyone ever what happened. 

  

  

  side note: you know hope they say nothing is as it seems? Well that's highly accurate, because while I successfully forced the forbidden dream out of my head and my husband and I were insanely happy everything still came crashing down around me. My life imploding in on itself.