Chapter 4
Jaxon
Coming home was painfully anticlimactic. Alyssa was not home and there was a note on the kitchen table saying she was spending the night on a yacht with some playboy she met at a bar somewhere.
Alyssa
Hell yes, I am all for this idea. I have never been on a yacht before and certainly never screwed on one. Brad forgot to mention that his twin brothers were on board. He didn’t mention that they would be expecting some pussy too.
Both of his brothers were just wearing swim trunks when Brad and I boarded the yacht. They were eye fucking me immediately as soon as I was on the boat. “I promised my little brothers a special present for their 21st birthday,” Brad announced as if that would make everything okay.
So I am just a party favor to you?” I groused with my hackles up. Sure, I fuck a lot of men. But they are always my choice. I feel like I have no choice in this. “We could pay you a lot of money,” Brad offered. SLAP-SLAP… I slapped Brad across the face twice before he caught my hand to stop me.
“OKAY-OKAY, some women are into that,” Brad said as he backed away from me. “Take me home right now,” I growled burning my eyes into his. “Oh come on now. This could be a lot of fun having three guys to worship that stunning body of yours,” Brad suggests softly.
I pulled out my cell phone and dialed 911. “Hello, I am being held against my will on a 70 foot yacht in bell harbor called Lady Desire,” I told the operator.
“OKAY-OKAY, I’ll take you home Brad hollers as he yanks the phone out of my hand. “This was just a misunderstanding. I am going to take her home right now,” he told the operator and then hung up.
It is 3:30 in the morning when I come into our home in Shoreline.
Jaxon is dead asleep. His clothes are piled on the floor along with a damp shower towel from the bathroom.
For the first time in months I feel some guilt bubble up from everything that has transpired over the past six and a half months.
Jaxon really is a one of a kind man. So sweet and so forgiving. I wonder how forgiving he will be if he ever finds out that I have been fucking Tony regularly over all these months.
And yes, I am feeling an emotional bond with Tony now. In the past six months I have had sex with Tony more times than I have with Jaxon. As I gaze at Jaxon, I feel sort of sorry for him. For the most part Jaxon has been at home alone while I have been fucking dozens of men I don’t even know.
There have been days lately that I wonder if Tony would have me if I left Jaxon. But that is unlikely. Yes, I am very sexy in my own way but I could never hold a candle to his wife Danielle. Why would he ever leave her for me?
I spoon up against Jaxon’s back when I crawl into bed.
For the moment I feel safe with him cuddled against me.
Jaxon was the first man that I ever truly loved.
I meant my vows when we were married. I just never imagined that I would become bored and feel like I needed more in my life than my marriage to him.
As I lay here deep in thought, my breathing synchronizes with his and I have a feeling of being safe and at home. But as I fall asleep, I dream of Brad fucking me silly in that bathroom earlier and how fucking arousing that was. In my sleep my pussy is dripping wet.
When I awake Sunday morning Jaxon is awake and on his side staring at me. “See anything you like?” I teased him. “I am trying to remember when you were my wife. Trying to remember when I was the most important thing in your life,” Jaxon told me softly.
“It has become obvious over the past six months that I am no longer the number one man in your life anymore. Hell, I don’t even know if I make it in the top fifty these days,” Jaxon tells me.
Tears spring from my eyes. “Oooooooh Jaxon, I never meant to make you feel that way,” I blubbered. “Yeah wanting and doing are two different things hugh?” Jaxon growled.
Before I could reach out to touch him, Jaxon rolled out of bed and grabbed some clothes from the closet.
“I am going to the coffee shop to be with my friends, I have no idea how long I’ll be gone. You can go hook up with Tony like you usually do,” Jaxon said.
My stomach does a flip flop as it sinks in the Jaxon has been aware of my hook ups with Tony. Jaxon chuckles when he sees the shock on my face. “I have known all along. Ever since that first Sunday when you thought that Danielle was out of town,” Jaxon told me.
“What you didn’t know was that Danielle came back early that day and saw you fucking Tony in her bed. She snuck out quietly and spent that day at her lover’s house. A man who is quite rich and quite connected,” Jaxon informed me.
“After that, I followed you several times until it became obvious that this was a weekly thing for you. I never wanted to call you on it in case I might have wanted an affair with Danielle someday,” he told me.
“Eventually it became plain to see that Danielle was heavily invested in the rich fella so she had no qualms about you fucking Tony every Sunday.” He confided.
Jaxon said nothing more once he was dressed. I heard his footsteps going down the stairs. I heard the front open and close. Then I heard his tires squeal as he pulled out of the driveway.