All Chapters of Poppy's Secret Confession {Wild Steamy Diary}: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

After that night, my thoughts started to revolve around Asher.Every morning, I woke up beside my husband; it was Asher’s voice that echoed in my head. The way he said my name, not sweetly, the way he looked at me. god! It drives me crazy, but I told myself it was a phase. Yea, it's just my curiosity. But the more I tried to silence it, the louder it became, and I can swear to it… it wasn’t love, no instead, it was a feeling far more dangerous than love. That feeling of restlessness and being alive all at once, lust.Yeah, that was exactly what I felt towards him.Sometimes I caught myself smiling at my phone, rereading an old message he’d sent about work, pretending it was nothing. Sometimes I found excuses to walk by his office, even when I didn’t need to. It was a slow kind of madness… I practically turned into stalking him.The days became harder to separate. Tuesday and Thursday work didn’t feel like work anymore. It felt like waiting… waiting for him to arrive, to say something

Suddenly, my stomach growled, and my husband chuckled lightly."You should first fill your stomach with food before you stuff a cock up your pussy, we both probably need to take a break. At least I know I did and being we hadn't had anything to eat, we needed to eat something. How about we watch some movie while at it"My husband said as he dragged me to the kitchen and handed me a plate, we both grabbed our food and then hurried back out to the living room.It tasted great and after gobbling it down, we ended up back watching a movie with a bottle of wine. I really enjoy being with my husband.Not saying anything for a couple seconds, David asked, “Are you okay?”I looked at him and smiled, “Yea.”My husband looked at me as I gulped down bottle after bottle of alcohol. Just to forget about what happened in the office, which I couldn't tell my husband.Reaching over, I held his hand and remarked, “I’ve thought a lot about you,” and then asked, “Do you remember our first date?”Looking

Saturday,"Honey, have you ever thought about having an affair?"When David dropped that question on me in the kitchen, I thought I would die. I mean I thought my heart would jump out of my chest and my lifeless body would collapse on the floor. It was like being hit in the gut with a shotgun blast.My mind didn't just freeze… it raced off in 30 different directions at once. Why is he asking this? Does he know about me and Asher? Does he suspect? How can he have found out when it had not begun? Is he guilty about something himself? What should I say to act natural? Is it already too late to act natural? Should I confess about the little, little contact and romance I had with Asher? Perhaps I could just fake a heart attack?I could feel the blood rushing to my face, and I was sure David was staring at me. I couldn't tell how long it had been since he asked the question… 10 seconds, a minute?I grabbed some groceries and turned away from him towards the cabinet."Of course not, David,"

“Sweetheart, Asher is inviting us to dinner at his house this evening. It’s his birthday.”Immediately I heard Asher’s name my hand unconsciously stopped on the grocery bag… because what the fuck!? I don’t want to see that man not after what happened on Thursday…When David first mentioned the birthday, I hesitated. “Do we really have to go?” I asked, trying to sound casual.David shrugged, a wide grin spreading across his face. “Come on, Poppy. It’ll be fun. Just a few friends, some drinks and food… it won’t be a big deal.”I swallowed hard, already feeling the weight of my reluctance. ‘Fun,’ I thought bitterly. I’m supposed to have fun while seeing him there, looking perfect, like he hasn’t haunted my thoughts for a long time. “I guess…”I slipped the red dress David picked over my head and felt the silky fabric slide down my skin. It settled cool and soft against me, such a contrast to the lacy black bra and panties I had on underneath. I looked at myself in the mirror and groane

I excused myself to the bathroom; my legs wobbling on the cool tiled hallway, the doors clicking a temporary seal on the chaos.The mirror showed a stranger, my lips bee-stung from biting them and my cheeks were flushed like I'd run a marathon… god my eyes were dilated and wild. I splashed water on my face, the cold shock doing nothing for the fire flowing in my belly.I heard people’s voices outside and then, with a click, the door creaked opened. I looked towards the sound and saw him.Asher!Without a word, he locked the door with a decisive snick, his chest heaving like he'd just run a marathon.For a heartbeat, we stared at each other like a predator and prey, or maybe both the same.Guilt surged within me: ‘Run, Poppy. End this.’ But the wild one overrode: ‘End what exactly? It hasn’t even begun. He followed you here without thinking about what people would say… He wants your mouth on him and your legs wrapped tightly around him. Feel how empty you are feeling right now? David's