I arrived home around 9:30pm. The lights were out, and Lenny still wasn’t back yet. He had told me he would be working a lot later than planned due to some big project that he had to do by the end of the month. I stopped listening when he started talking statics and just stared at the beautiful little girl in my lap. If I had a daughter, I wonder if she’d look like her, is what I thought as Lenny went on and on about his amazing project that could set us for life.
Ryan was great company and a lot more down to earth than I first thought. From our initial meeting I knew he was rich or at least had expensive taste. He was also extremely sexy making my husband look like a frog in comparison. Women were fawning over him in the theater and at the diner, but he ignored them. Or at least it seemed like he did I tried not to stare too much at the gorgeous young man in front of me.
I wonder if they will come see me again. I thought as I opened the refrigerator door and grabbed a bottle of wine. I then grabbed a glass out the cabinet and poured myself a glass of wine. Then I walked into the living room, sat on my new comfy black couch and turned on the TV. I wasn’t looking for anything, just channel surfing trying to find something good on, then settled for some talk show before zoning out a few minutes in.
At midnight I was woken out of my sleep by a knock at the door. I opened it and it was Ryan staring back at me, looking just as sexy as he had when I last saw him.
“What are you doing here?” Was all I managed to say before his tongue found mine and he had me up against the wall.
“Wait,” I said, trying to force myself back, but it was no use, he was aggressive, and I was in need. I had no idea where Lenny was, and, in that moment, I didn’t care, because Ryan’s kisses were giving me life as his hands explored my body. I had changed out of the skirt I was wearing earlier and only had on a long sleeve nightgown and some cotton panties underneath. Not ideal for my current situation, but it didn’t stop him from reaching between my legs and ripping them off like they were paper. The sensation of the rip lit a fire in my body, as my hands moved towards his pants unzipping them as he allowed them to fall to the floor.
In one move his hands moved down to my ass and he lifted me onto him and I wrapped my legs around his waist, sucking in every drop of him. The sex was so intense, and he was so deep inside of me that speaking became impossible. I had given up trying to stop him and all I could do was moan as I dug my nails into his back.
Then I heard the door open again. I wasn’t even sure that it closed because of how fast he moved but I knew it could only be one person. My fears were realized the moment I heard my husband say, “What the fuck is going on here?”
I opened my eyes and popped up. I was still sitting in the living room in that same spot. With a half empty bottle of wine, and the TV on some news program with Lenny looking back at me with a smile on his face.
“Sorry baby. I was trying to get you to come upstairs,” He said, sweetly.
“Okay,” I said, out of it. What the fuck was that? I thought to myself as I followed my husband up to our room, leaving the bottle and glass for later.
I couldn’t go back to sleep. It was tempting, but the fact that I had dream cheated on my husband was bothering me. Lenny was sleep the moment his head hit the pillow while I laid awake for the rest of the night trying to get rid of those thoughts. After five hours of restless sleep, I got up and put on some jogging clothes. It was five in the morning and a little cooler than the night before, but I knew the fresh air would do me some good.
I had made this a routine. Jog around the whole neighborhood than go home and cook breakfast before getting ready for work. Today was different because I didn’t have work which gave me the opportunity to be out later, so instead of jogging around the neighborhood I took my husband’s old car and drove to forest park. I had heard it was a great place to clear your head and I needed it.
“Why am I here at 5 in the morning?” I heard a lady say the moment I pulled up. Her voice was young and a mixture of anger and sleepiness.
“Because you said, you wanted to go jogging with me,” another lady standing next to her said. She sounded more awake, like she normally got up at this hour.
“Well if you would have told me that I had to get up at 4 I would have said no,” the first lady said, as I got out my car with my phone in one hand and my water bottle in the other. I had my playlist already set and all I had to do was press play.
“Duly noted,” The second lady teased.
“Excuse me,” I said, after accidentally bumping into the taller of the two ladies. She was beautiful, with cat shaped green eyes full lips and the body that most women want. Big breast, big ass and a flat stomach. Kind of like me minus the thicker thighs.
“It’s okay,” She said, sweetly.
I then smiled and continued on my way towards the track after catching a glimpse of her friend. She was shorter than me with the same frame as her friend and just as beautiful. I assumed she was mixed, then pushed them both from my mind, turned on my playlist and started my jog around the largest park I had ever seen in my life.
I tried pushing Ryan and that dream out of my mind, but my mind kept recycling back and the faster I ran, the more I thought of him. The touch of his lips on mine. The way his hands felt between my thighs. It felt so real in my sleep that I couldn’t shake it. Finally, I stopped and started to walk. My legs were cramping, and I was out of breath. The sun had already started to creep up into the sky and I had ran into the women from earlier.
“Finally slowed down,” the shorter lady said. They were walking around the track.
I chuckled, “For now,” I said, as I took a long drink of my water, allowing the coolness to soothe the burning sensation in my lungs.
“Who are you running from?” The taller lady asked.
“Life,” I said, jokingly.
They laughed, then the shorter one said, “I think you’re losing.
“Me too,” I admitted a little out of breath. “This track is huge,” I said, then took another drink.
“Yeah, that’s why we pace ourselves,” The taller one said.
“That’s why she paces herself. I just don’t want to be here,” The shorter woman said, correcting her friend.
“Well Cece, next time don’t come,” The taller one shot back.
I laughed, then said, “You two are funny. Let me guess best friends since birth?” I asked knowingly.
“Is it that obvious? Cece asked.
I shrugged, “Either that or sisters, I just went with friends,”
“I guess you can say we are both, since we married two brothers,” the taller one informed me.
At this point we had made it back to the cars, “So I am new here. Just moved here last week and I was wondering,”
“If we could be your friends?” Cece asked, rolling her eyes, “No thanks,”
“First this isn’t grade school, I’m not trying to steal your best friend or ask permission. Second, I was wondering if there was a yoga class or a martial arts class I could take, but never mind, I’ll figure it out myself,” I said, about to walk away feeling infuriated.
“Wait, don’t listen to Cece, she’s an asshole. What’s your name?” The taller woman asked.
“Laura,” I said, turning back around to face them. They were both laughing at some joke I wasn’t prune to.
“Well Laura, I’m Paula and this is Cece. If you aren’t busy today we’d be happy to show you where we do yoga.”
I looked at her cross eyed then cocked my head to the side, “Why?”
“Because you’re spunky and have no idea who we are,” Cece said, amused.
I didn’t know how to respond so I just said, “Okay. I’m free all day today.”
“Great,” Cece said, taking my phone then dialing a number. “That’s my number, I’ll call you in an hour, for breakfast,” she said, as she and Paula got in the car.
“I’ll give you my number later. See you later Laura,” Paula said. And with that, she and Cece drove off, leaving me standing there lost and confused.
After about a minute, I walked to my car, got in and drove home, wondering what I had just gotten myself into.