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Cassy’s Chronicles: The Affair – TheWill Downtown
Cassy’s Chronicles: The Affair – TheWill Downtown
I moaned loudly as he thrust into me from behind. He knew exactly how to pleasure me. The way he pulled me closer, the way his hands moved over my body, the way he kissed me like he had been waiting all day to do it, made it difficult to remember that I was supposed to have some sense. I came hard with my insides squeezing him while he kept going. He didn’t stop until he filled me up, breathing heavy on my back.
I was breathless, my hair was a mess, and I could barely get myself together. He lay beside me, smiling, while I tried to catch my breath.
I laughed quietly to myself.
Who would have thought?
Me? Sleeping with a married man? If someone had told me this two years ago, I would have probably insulted the person. I had always been the girl who said she would never share a man with another woman. In fact, I used to wonder what women saw in men who were already married.
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Well, look at me now.
The funny thing was that I didn’t know he was married the first time we slept together.
We met at a friend’s birthday dinner. He was charming, funny and very easy to talk to. He asked for my number, called the next day, and before I knew it, we were seeing each other.
Our first night together was amazing. I liked him, and I thought the feeling was mutual. It wasn’t until later that night, after we had just finished having sex, when his phone rang and I saw the name saved as My Wife, that everything changed.
I remember staring at the screen for a few seconds.
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That night, when I asked why he had lied to me and what exactly he thought he was doing. He apologised, then started explaining to me. Something about his marriage not being what people thought, how things had been difficult for a long time, and how he wasn’t happy.
Honestly, I stopped listening halfway through.
They were the usual excuses, and I didn’t even remember most of them.
I was supposed to leave his place and never cross paths with him again because I was really angry with him, but I couldn’t.
I wish I could say I stayed because I was in love with him, but that would be a lie. I liked his company, but the sex was a different story. He was big, just the way I liked it. He knew how to move, how to hit the right spots, how to make me forget everything else.
I kept coming back after that. Every time he called, I went. Every time he shagged me, I stayed longer. I knew it was wrong. I knew he had a wife and children. But his dick felt too good to give up. He was exactly what I wanted in bed, and that was enough to keep me going back for more.
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