About the Story: Original Story and Characters ? Enjoy!********It's been almost 5 months ever since I've visited the library. The lockdown had made it really difficult. The library opened about two days ago. He must've expected me to be there on the first day itself but I couldn't manage to go out and now the library is about to open at exactly 6 pm.He had once said in the library that he loved white lingerie, so I picked it up for the day. I wore a white top paired with white heels. I left my hair loose and applied the cologne that he always loved to smell.I reached the library at 6.15 pm. I saw him there waiting for me, his eyes lit up as soon as he saw me enter. He watched me walk past him and sit on a seat facing him. There was a queue of people waiting to borrow books and I waited till everyone left and then went to him with an excuse for borrowing a book.The last time we h

I am cate and It had been four weeks since I found my boyfriend in bed with another woman, I was really hurt, I wouldn’t believe that he would ever cheat on me, he was so nice and sweet to me, we had been going out for two years until that drastic moment.“Get up” my best friend and roommate screamed at me. "Leave me alone Stacy,” I said to her heartbroken, I just wanted to curl in my bed and never leave."Oh my God, you should take shower, you stink Cate when was the last time you showered?” she said throwing away the duvet, I was covering myself with."And by the way, Melisa and Joey will be here in one hour, we are going out,” Stacy said.She started going through my clothes until she found something she was looking for, she tossed a red knee-length dress, which she had bought for me one time when we were going clubbing."I don’t want to," I said, covering my face with my pillow."I d

He lets out a quick chuckle as he walks close to her “You have no idea! I'm going to have a hard time focusing today. You do realize that all I'm going to think about at work is, what I want you to do to me and all the dastardly things I'm definitely going to do to you later!” He pauses in the double doorway on his way out of the room, “Oh and I suggest you wear that new red dress I bought you to dinner tonight. I want you to turn the head of every man in the restaurant.”I give him a salute and in my best syrupy voice, “Yes sir, anything you say.”“That's my girl!” He hollers as he heads down the hall.Jumping in the shower I take a quick rinse just to refresh myself after the morning's activities. I throw on a black pair of cropped workout pants with a matching top and stop at the mirror noticing how happy I look today. I suppose if I started every morning with orgasm I would always look

He leans down and with his mouth as he envelops almost my entire breast and starts to suck my nipples at the tip with a bit more force than I prefer, he slams himself in and out of me. I find my head buried further back into the downy pillows, and he continues to plow through my sex with a ferocity I've not experienced in a seriously long time. Marcus and I tend to make love. Where Ryan is forceful and determined to take what he wants. With his hands and mouth exploring me as he continues to pump, I find that despite the pleasure, my mind keeps thinking of my husband and Amelia in the other room. The only thing that brings me back is that my body has its own separate response. Due to Ryan’s manipulations, my core is already heading into my release. As the pressure builds, I sense Ryan is reaching his climax too. With one last plunge, he lets out a primal howl and then pumps himself in me in rapid succession followed by his completely coll

As I put the final touches on packing my bags, I make a valiant effort to shut off the chatter in my head. I keep replaying the conversation we had weeks ago about the now-infamous birthday gift. At times, I honestly cannot imagine how I kept my anger in check. Most women would have come unglued if their husbands confessed that they wanted to sleep with their best friend. I suppose given the unusual circumstances, it is to be expected. I don't have the least bit of interest in getting together with Ryan again, but it wasn’t dreadful either.So given that, I have decided I would put that dialog to rest and stop letting it fester. I cannot afford the mental number it's doing on me, therefore, my marriage. If I were able to share something like this with my mother, she'd tell me to let it go and life is too short, blah, blah, and blah. With my bags packed, I drag them over to the tiny elevator in the broad upper hallway. I love having such a decad