My Pleasures

My Pleasures

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

I've been happily married for ten years. Will I stay happily married now that my master is back?

Summary

I've been happily married for ten years. Will I stay happily married now that my master is back?

Chapter3 (v.1) - The Conversations

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 01, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 01, 2016

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(This is Kevin in my head)

Once more, I wake up to Kevin’s message. He’s taunting me; he knows that he affects me. I can’t lie to myself and say he doesn’t. He has managed to awaken my interests once more. Interests I thought had become dormant.

I’m in my office, staring at the phone on my desk, wondering what I’m going to say. I know I need to talk to him, I just decided this morning that I’d rather call him than see him. Seeing him is probably a very bad idea.

I suck in a breath, pick up my phone and dial his number. He picked up on two rings but didn’t say anything. He definitely knows it’s me. He’s waiting for my move, for me to say that I want him. I guess he’s in for a shocker.

“Kevin, you need to stop…” Honestly, I know my voice lacks conviction. It’s not that I’m not sure I don’t want to get involved with him but how do you talk to a man that only knows how to listen when he’s in charge, when he’s dominating.

“Looks like you’ve lost your manners, Ray bee. Since when do you tell me what to do?” ten years and he still calls me that, ten years and he hasn’t changed a bit. His voice still as stern as ever, still holding authority, still demanding, still sexy… uuuurrgghhh! This isn’t working.

“I’m married now,” I tell him though I’m pretty sure he already knows that.

“He doesn’t know what to do with you, my little slave,” he chuckles a little. ‘I’m right, aren’t I?”

“Kevin, please…stop” maybe I’ll be able to reach out to him begging.

“Like I said, you’ve lost your manners,” he snaps.

“Please…master…” the word nearly chokes in my throat but it brings back a series of emotions, rushing through me at the mention of that one word. The thrill of being his slave, begging him to touch me, to rule me, to dominate me.

“You were always an obedient one, my best yet,” he says and I’m sure he’s doing something like relaxing back on his chair as he says that. “I’ll see you soon, ray bee and when I do, you’re mine,” He hangs up. Did I ever mention whatever Kevin wants he gets?

 

 

 

 

I’m clueless as to what I’m doing in my own kitchen. My mind is a million miles away from here. I am standing; in fact I have been standing in here for the past twenty minutes thinking of what to make for dinner and coming up with nothing because I’m not even thinking about the dinner.

I make a fast call to Mark to get dinner on his way back home and that anything will do for me. He agrees asks if I’m okay and that he’ll be home soon.

I go into the bedroom to wait for my husband but my mind only drifts back to what Kevin said. “I’ll see you soon Ray bee”. What did that even mean? Why is this even happening to me? Why won’t he just leave me alone? I don’t want anything to do with him anymore. I don’t want anything to do with that life anymore.

I try to pull on memories of things he had done to hurt me to help me stand my ground. If I am being honest to myself, Kevin had done nothing to me. In fact I left him, just because all we had binding us together was a piece of paper which had written on it a contract of our relationship. I wanted more; I wanted a husband, a family, kids, and stability. All Kevin offered was amazing sex, a lot of money and a life of wealth. I never got bored with him, I only moved on from him.

I got a husband, a family, stability but no children yet. We’ve been trying. The doctors say we are perfectly fit to have kids. Why it won’t happen is beyond me? I know Mark wants kids; I see the way he looks at his friends’ children. It hurts me, yes but it hurts more when he dismisses the topic of kids whenever I’m around just so I won’t feel bad.

I hear the front door open and close followed by “baby, I’m home!!!”

“I’m in here!” I shout back and quickly try to plaster a plastic smile on my face. If not, he’s going to pick up on my feelings and I’ll only keep lying to him as I don’t see how I can tell him the truth.

“Babe, you’re not going to believe what happened today…” he’s saying as he enters into the living room. I can feel the excitement rolling off him.

“A hotshot walked into the firm today asking for just me. Says he wanted a lawyer from our firm, a very good one and that I was recommended. He wants just me and no one else to represent him. The director almost died of shock when he saw him.” He is smiling from ear to ear. I’m sure all he’s seeing at the moment are the exotic places he’ll take me to once the money starts rolling him. But with the conversation I had with Kevin today, I can’t help but ask.

“Does this Hotshot have a name?” I know the answer. Anything Kevin wants, he gets… ‘I’ll see you soon, Ray bee and when I do, you’re mine’…

“Kevin Raymond,”

Did I ever mention anything Kevin wants, he gets?

 

 

 

 

I tried; I honestly tried to be happy for my husband. He hasn’t stopped talking about his new client since the beginning of the weekend. Kevin’s coming for me and God help me, when he finally reaches me; I know I’m not strong enough to fight him. He’s capable of getting me to my knees and that’s why I’m about to speak with him again.

I haven’t heard from him since I spoke with him and I don’t think I will hear from him until he finally gets to me. He’s strategizing, planning, taking his time. I can’t wait for him to find me. It’s like I’m waiting for my doom.

I couldn’t get any private time throughout the weekend to call him. Mark was busy trying to wear me out. I don’t know if it was cause I suggested for us to spice up our sex life, I’m suspecting it is. It felt like he’s trying to prove a point. Sex with Mark is amazing, beautiful, and gentle and that is enough.

The phone rings for a bit more this time before Kevin picks up. As soon as he does, I rush out everything I want to say before I can lose the confidence I spent the last few hours gathering. “What the hell are you trying to pull, Kevin? Leave my husband the hell out of this! I don’t want to do it anymore! Why can’t you understand that? Leave us alone!”

There is silence on the other side of the phone for a moment and I’m afraid he isn’t the one who picked the call.

“When I find you, Slave…” his voice is menacing, threatening and angry. What have I done? “I’m going to spank that ass until it bleeds for this little disrespect,”

I gasp. Don’t get me wrong, I am not afraid just excited at the thought. I’m sure he hears me because he chuckles slightly and hangs up.

 

 

 

 

When I get back home, Mark is home already. I find him on the couch watching a soccer match. That’s probably the reason he’s home early. He doesn’t take his eyes off the TV but only opens his arm so I can hug him. I flop down beside him and he pulls me close to him sniffing my hair.

“How did work go?” he asks and kisses my forehead.

“It was okay. Nothing much to do,” lie! I couldn’t get anything done. I was too distracted. I knew I wouldn’t get anything done when I used the wrong foundation color on one of the models I was making up for. So I asked someone else to step in for me.

“I was thinking we should get away for some time,” he says.

“Like a vacation?” I look up at him. He still has his eyes glued to the TV as he speaks with me. What’s it with men and soccer? I’ll never understand them, honestly.

“Yeah. You’ve been stressed lately and maybe some time off will help you,” he looks at me this time and my heart melts. He gives me a small smile before turning back to the TV.

I can definitely use a vacation.

 


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