Chapter 1: Olivia
A little over a week has gone by since Vivek broke things off with me. We haven’t spoken more than a few words to each other since.
The night Landon moved back home he caught me crying, I was so glad he didn’t pry because I wasn’t sure what to tell him. I supposed that was the only time having a husband who struggled with emotional intimacy was a good thing. I’m trying my best to make my marriage work, but I can’t keep my mind off Vivek.
I had sex with Landon for four days in a row attempting to fill the void Vivek had left but every night after the deed was done, I still felt empty. Landon doesn’t fulfill me emotionally or sexually in the ways Vivek does. For one Landon hates giving me oral. The first night he hesitantly did for a few minutes. The second night I hinted at him going down on me, but Landon didn’t take the bait but did finger me for a bit. Finally, on the third and fourth night, we went back to our normal routine of lubing me up and missionary position. Landon has no interest in satisfying my needs though I expressed several times that I need more to get “excited”.
My heart aches as I remember the feeling of sneaking into Vivek’s classroom for kisses. I miss the warmth of his embrace, the way his lips would leave a tingling sensation on mine, making me feel alive. I miss our stolen moments. I miss everything about him, I have to fix this.
After school, I make my way to Vivek’s classroom. He’s hunched over his desk grading papers.
I approach him slowly, my heart racing. “Hey,” I softly say.
He looks up from the stack of papers, our eyes meet but there is no spark. “Oh, hey,” he responds flatly.
I take a breath to steady my nerves. “Can we talk for a minute?”
“Yea sure.” He gets up and closes the door then leans against the wall, the tension radiating off him.
My eyes trace over every feature of his face, thick beard, strong jawline, and warm eyes that used to light up whenever they saw me. “I’m sorry that I hurt you by letting Landon move back in,” I start tentatively. “But you have to understand this is a very difficult situation I’m in.”
Vivek looks away from me, he doesn’t say a word. My heart sinks at his silence.
“I miss you so much Vivek,” I continue. “You have got to forgive me.” I stand on my tiptoes and lean in for a kiss. He tries to resist but he melts into my touch. He kisses me deeply, running his hands over my body. With a sense of urgency, I pull him toward the back of the classroom where he opens the door to the storage room. We stumble inside to continue our reunion behind a closed door.
“Take off your shirt,” he says, his voice firm.
His eyes are fixed on me as I slowly unbutton my pink silk blouse and let it fall off.
“Now the skirt, but keep the heels on,” he commands, his voice now authoritative.
I unzip the black pencil skirt, letting it pool at my feet. I step out, pushing it to the side with my five-inch Christian Louboutins pink leather pumps.
He circles me slowly, his eyes scanning every inch of my body. He stops behind me, his torso grazing my back. I feel my bra loosen as he unclasps it with one hand. He walks around to my front, easing the straps off my shoulders, and pulls the bra off my body.
Without a word, he bends me over a stack of boxes. My heart races as I anticipate his next move.
SLAP. SLAP. He spanks my ass with an open palm. “You know, I hate to punish my Baby Girl.”SLAP. “But you left me no choice.
My eyes fill with tears, I clutch the boxes for dear life as I take my punishment.
SLAP. SLAP
“Get on your knees,” he says, his voice intense and demanding.
I hesitate, still lying over the boxes.
“Knees. Now,” he commands.
I ease myself up, turning away from the boxes to face him. I gasp for a breath of air as I fall to my knees.
He unbuckles his pants, his large dick springs from his boxers like a jack-in-the-box. My mouth mere inches away from the swollen tip.
“Livy, you did a bad thing,” he scolds as he looks down upon me. “You made me very upset. Do you understand that?” he says in an illusorily tender tone.
I nod, “Yes. I’m sorr—”
He places his fingers to my lips, “Shhh, there’s only one way you can make it up to me.”
I stare at him with pleading eyes as he firmly fists my tresses. I grasp his thighs to steady myself and take him deep into my throat. His grip tightens on my hair as I suck him with all my might.
“Ahhh, that’s my good girl,” he moans. The aching desire between my legs grows as his groans fill me. “FUCK,” he chokes out in a deep rasp. “Good girl. That’s a good fucking girl.”
My head steadily bobs for several minutes before Vivek pulls his cock away from me and helps me to my feet.
He bends me back over the boxes, slipping my panties to the side. He bends down to taste me.
“Fuck Livy, you taste so sweet.” He laps up the juices between my legs. He sticks two fingers deep inside me, pulling them in and out several times. “Taste it, Livy.” He pushes his fingers into my mouth. “Do you see how good you taste?”
I nod while sucking his fingers clean. He pulls his fingers from my mouth then grips my hips. When he slides into me, a moan escapes my throat.
“Vivek, you don’t understand how much I need you. Please don’t be mad at me,” I whimper.
“Livy, baby I love you. I could never stay mad at my Baby Girl.” He thrusts, “I’ve missed you so fucking much over the last week.” He gently runs his hand over my waistline. “I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll do whatever makes you happy but this,” he grabs my hips tight and thrusts deeper, ”this is mine.” He thrust roughly, “Promise me, Livy, promise me you won’t give this to him.”
“Yes, yes. I promise.” I moan breathlessly and arch my back deeper.
He fists my hair tightly, “Tell me who this pussy belongs to,” his voice rough and imposing.
“You,” I moan “This belongs to only you.”
“That’s my good girl.” He spanks my ass one more time. “This belongs to me.” He pounds firmly into me a few more times before he cums inside me.
I pack my things and drive home, my underwear wet from my juices and Vivek’s cream. I smile to myself. That was so exhilarating, I think to myself. I know we shouldn’t risk that at school again but the thought of doing it again thrills me. I pull into the driveway and see Landon’s car. I gather my things and head inside.
“Hey,” Landon says from the top of the stairs.
“Hey, you’re home early.” I walk up toward the owner’s suite, evidence of Vivek still in my panties. This was the first time I’d ever had to face Landon after an intimate moment with Vivek. Guilt starts to sink in.
“I just needed to grab something, I’m heading over to my parent’s house to speak with my father. James is in town and we have some things to discuss about the estate. Are you ok?” Landon inquires. “You don’t look well.”
“Yes, just tired after a long day, I’m ready for a shower.”
Landon looks at his Rolex, “I could join you if you’d like. I’ll just tell James I’ll be a little late.” Landon smiles and pulls me close to his body.
Part of me is happy Landon is finally paying me attention but the other part of me feels it's too late. I had promised Vivek I wouldn’t have sex with Landon, and I intend to keep that promise.
I pull away. “I just want to make this quick so I can start dinner.”
“Ok, maybe tonight then?” Landon palms my butt and pulls me into a kiss before heading down the stairs.
