terested in me made me feel delightful. I wanted him to do more. I wanted him to show me how much he cared for me. "Dorothy" He called softly and I stared at him. "What are you thin

e out. "Then don't be. I have a room upstairs, would you like to come? I can say your name many times, and we don't have to be apart" he offered as he kissed my neck and I smiled in return. "Tempting" I joked. "Right, so?" 'If I follow him up, it does mean I signing up to have sex with him. And I will be cheating on my husband, is this right?' I thought. 'Yes, I don't have to care about what Elijah will do if he finds out, who will be disappointed in me, I just for once want to enjoy my life and make my own decision.' "Yes, I will go upstairs with you" I answered. 'It's high time I made my own decision.' I pondered, my resolve hardening. ********** Elijah's POV Lilly's moans were so loud as I thrust into her. It was obvious she was enjoying herself, but I felt nothing. It had always been blank, no matter who I fuck. "It isn't enjoyable, not until my wife catches me or sees me fucking one of her people. It has become a bad habit for me." I thought And Lilly was the most simple person of them all. She didn't think about it twice when I approached her, almost like she was waiting for me to. And fucking my wife's best friend has been quite a ride. The excitement of her finding out was something I always looked forward to, even though nothing had happened yet. I wanted to see her break down into pieces as I picked her up from scratch. It had been my favorite since we married, and she deserved every single thing I did for her. She is an arrogant bitch who thinks she can have everything just by being smart. I had always hated every piece of her. 'And this is just the beginning of the hell I have in store for her,' I thought, as I held Lilly's neck and sprouted my semen into her. I watched her breathing so heavily and even the sight of it wasn't pleasing. She looked messed up and I knew it was partially my fault. I still felt irritated looking at her, but I had to pretend to be in love with her. I buckled up my pants and adjusted my suit, I helped her up and used my handkerchief to wipe her body. She smiled at my gesture and pulled down her gown, arranged her hair, and took her lipstick and powder from her red purse. "Did you think anyone saw us?" She asked as she applied her lipstick while I cleared my throat. We were away from the party, but still in the house. "No one would go this far, but not