Page 122 of Chosen Road

He studied me for a moment. “What else?”

“What do you mean?” I bit out.

“What else do you want to call her?”

He prodded me again. “Viper. Whorecunt. What else?”

“Cottage cheese pussy,” I whispered.

His eyes bugged out, and he howled with laughter.

It started with a light feeling in my stomach and built into a tickle, then a chuckle and then I shook with laughter right along with him.

He shifted to the side and cradled me in his arms. He squeezed me to his chest, kissed the top of my head, then bent his neck to smile at me. “I never thought I’d say this, but I’m going to miss this place.”

In the past couple of weeks, we turned my condo into a sex getaway. My belly shook with laughter and his shoulders quaked as he curved his body further around mine.

We’d been to hell, but we’d come out the other side.

Chapter 40: Honey, I’m Coming

Gus

Re-claiming Amber marked the final stage of our reunion. Things had been easy between us for the past several days. Almost back to what we were before Amber’s suspicions and new job did a number on her.

I didn’t fool myself into believing that we had no work to do, or that everything would be smooth sailing from here on out, but I would no longer allow the guilt of my betrayal to affect my marriage and the manner in which I loved my wife.

Thursday morning, Amber left early for a seven o’clock meeting. As I drifted in and out of sleep, the dreaded memory came back to plague me. This time I didn’t push it away or run from it. Instead, I let it play out in my head, knowing it would be over in a flash. It was past time to let it go.

Instead of the usual flash of memory, this time it unfolded like a movie.

I walked into the house, lookingfor Jacqueline. It was a listing she was staging. “Jacqueline? I’m here.”

“Back here, Gus,” she called. “Master bedroom.”

I growled with impatience. She should know how to stage a house by now without my input. These one-floor plans were the easiest of all of them. I had enough shit to deal with right now without adding her bullshit to it. I guess I didn’t have to worry about her little crush any longer.

My wife no longer wanted me, that was the fact. All I had to do was decide whether a healthy sex life was worth ripping my family apart. I winced, the memory of Amber recoiling in that moment before my lips touched hers painfully raw.

She was gone before I woke up this morning. Just as well.

Do I move into the guest room?

What are we going to tell Alex?

I guess I was going to become really fucking intimate with my hand.

I pushed open the door to the master bedroom and came to a shocked halt.

Jacqueline stood before me clad only in heels and the tiniest pair of underwear I’d ever seen. She truly was exquisite. Not what I wanted, but my dick apparently didn’t know that as he sprang to half mast and began making his case.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I growled, but I didn’t move back, frozen in place by temptation and indecision.

She stepped towards me, her heavy breasts jiggling, and my mouth filled with saliva.

“Gus, I have deep feelings for you.” She lay her hand on my chest and it involuntarily expanded under her touch. It would be so easy with her.

I dipped my head down and looked into her eyes. Wrong color. My mind and heart warred with my body, then she pressed her soft mouth against mine, and licked her way inside.

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