All Chapters of After Five Years Of Marriage: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Jessica entered the bedroom still holding the divorce papers in her hands. She saw her husband stripping off his suit as he stood nàked in the middle of the bedroom, wanting to take his bath. She gulped hard as her blue eyes came in contact with her husband's unclad body. He might look like he wasn't aging at all, but he had matured and was no longer the same young man she had married five years ago. Jessica remembered how her father had rejected Dylan because her family had a personal hatred for poor people. She had begged her family on his behalf and acted annoyed with her parents just so they would approve of Dylan and accept him as her husband. She had supported his business to grow, and now that he was already made and a billionaire—as they were blessed with two beautiful kids—Dylan was speaking to her about divorce and beginning to have second thoughts about their five years of marriage. Jessica knew that marriage wasn't a "do or die" affair. But she had tried to be the best

Dylan loved Jessica very much, but Rosie was already back in his life. Rosie was very beautiful and, most importantly, slim and simple—the way he would have preferred Jessica to be. It would have been easy for Dylan to carry Jessica up to his chest and make love to her while standing in their bedroom, whenever he was intimate with her. But Jessica was too heavy for him to carry now, and he could no longer do all those crazy lovemaking styles he used to enjoy with her because of her chubby body. Their sèxual affairs as husband and wife had reduced and become dull. Dylan couldn't do all those fun things he liked with Jessica anymore. Jessica was also mostly preoccupied with housework and taking care of their two kids, and Dylan didn't like how their fun moments had died down. Dylan found himself bullying Jessica every day about her chubby body, but she smiled through it, not knowing he was serious. No matter what Dylan did to annoy Jessica, she would only smile and never get angr

Dylan arrived at his company—a mobile production firm in their city, known globally with foreign partners as well. He parked his Honda Jeep in the company parking lot and made his way into the five-story building. He went up to the third floor, where his office was. Settling into his office seat, Dylan resumed his work, finishing the day's tasks and meeting with some top partners and clients who wanted his brand and new product models. Finally, Dylan relaxed in his executive black office chair and received a phone call from Rosie Andrew. She was excited to know if Jessica had signed the divorce papers. "Hello, babe. Good morning," Rosie spoke first, excitedly, into Dylan's ear over the phone. Dylan stared at his phone screen and replied to Rosie, "Good morning, sweetheart. How was your night?" "Not good without having you here with me," Rosie replied shamelessly in a more seductive voice. Dylan swallowed hard as he slowly loosened his necktie a bit to free up his neck. He apo

Dylan left the phone company earlier and drove to Rosie's house, where she lived alone in her rented apartment. He couldn't wait to get down in bed with her. He had already collected the food he ordered online and drove speedily to Rosie's house, eager to make mad love to her. **** Rosie was in the living room of her rented apartment—only four tenants lived in the one-story building. She paced about in the living room, thinking of how she would tell Dylan she needed money from him, waiting for him to arrive at her home. Rosie had already called Dylan to know exactly where he was, and he told her he was on his way to her house. Soon, Rosie heard the sound of a car honking behind her house gate. The security man guarding the gate was already familiar with Dylan's face, even though he didn't really know who Dylan was. The security man pulled the gate open for Dylan. Dylan drove his car into the compound and parked. Dylan stepped down from his car and walked up to Rosie's house door

Rosie sat silently beside Dylan on the couch and slowly caressed his chest as she rested her head back on it. After a while of silence between them—as the television continued speaking in the living room—Rosie asked Dylan, "So what are you saying about the money, babe? Please, I really need it to help my brother." Dylan was silent; the money Rosie was requesting was too big. But as he didn't want to have any issues with Rosie, he kissed her forehead as she looked up at his face. He told her, "I will give it to you tomorrow morning and send it to your account. Are you happy now?" "Yes, Dylan! I love you so much!" Rosie squealed as she quickly sealed her lips on Dylan's lips and kissed him hungrily. Her left hand slid downward into the white towel and to his shaft, caressing him there too. Rosie brought out Dylan's shaft, bent down, and pleasured it with her mouth, sucking him while Dylan was in cloud nine as they made sweet love in the living room. **** Meanwhile, Jessica paced ab