by Ink Mistress
Jeremy was helping Rebecca lay the kid's table when he caught sight of Simone being ushered out through the patio doors.
It took him a second to realize that Staci must have invited her. He rubbed his chin. This was a nightmare.
“Hi Jeremy,” Simone called out in greeting.
“Doctor,” He replied, trying to keep his face calm and his tone amicable. He glanced around at the assorted guests. No one was looking at them, “Can I have a word with you?” He hissed through his clenched teeth as took hold of her arm and dragged her round a corner to the side of the house, “You're not allowed to be here,” He growled.
“So what would advise me to do, Jeremy? She invited me,” Simone smirked, “Was I supposed to tell Staci that you took a restraining order out against me?” She seemed to be enjoying this, “She'd ask why. Did you want me to tell her that I've been naked on the bed you share? Or that you undressed and fucked me in your office, that your hands were all over my naked body and that her loving husband’s cum was marinating deep inside of my sweet pussy?”
"Shit." He mumbled.
"Call the police, if you want," Simone offered placidly because she knew he couldn't.
"I just want you to know that you're a fucking bitch," Jeremy hissed.
"A bitch that is going to sit next to your wife at the table. And I won't be wearing any panties. Oh and take this," she said handing him the large envelope, “I strongly advise you not to open until this is over.” She whispered as she flounced back to the garden.
He knew he'd been defeated. She'd invaded their lives and manipulated them every step of the way. She kept coming back and now, he realized, he wasn't sure if he wanted to fight her anymore.
XV
Jeremy glanced over at Simone, idly chatting with his mother-in-law. Her light dress blowing lightly in the breeze. He found himself drifting off into day dreams. A strong gust could blow it right up, exposing her to all the shocked guests, but this little slut would not be mortified, she'd revel in it.
Staci came up to him and introduced him to a friend she'd known since high school. Jeremy smiled and made small talk, but inwardly he was still fixated on the idea of Simon's bare pussy so nearby. Staci gave him a puzzled look and took her friend off to meet someone else.
“What's with you, man?” Josh asked, “You don't seem to be with us.”
Jeremy just told him he was alright and walked away.
Jeremy tried to stay focused at dinner, he really did. He wanted to ensure that Staci had a great day and enjoyed herself. He wanted to make sure that he conversed with her friends and was a good host, but in every lull in the conversation his head filled with hardcore fantasies.
Simone now occupied every sordid position and the man thrusting away into her pussy or asshole was him. His cock was uncomfortably hard against his fly. He was glad the tablecloth covered the bulge in his khakis.
“Jeremy, pass the bread to Karyn!" His mother yelled.
Jeremy looked around and realized Karyn had already asked twice. He mumbled his apologies.
“Me and Jeremy finished the nursery.” Staci said, squeezing his hand and giving him an encouraging smile.
“And I can’t get her out of it.” Jeremy added. "
Simone pushed up against the glass in a steamy shower. Her breast lathered up as Jeremy soaped them up. Their breathing heavy as Jeremy fucked her from behind with is face buried in her wet hair. The hot water over his head, cascading as he looked down, watching his dick glide in and out and the steam swirling as he came inside her.
“What the fuck bruh?” Josh whispered while hitting his brother under the table.
Jeremy jumped in his seat a little as he was brought back to reality.
“Jeremy's been busy at work. He hasn't been able to come to most of the appointments,” Staci said answering the question for him that he didn’t hear.
Jeremy caught a disapproving glance from Diane and his mother. He affected an apologetic face and held his hands up. If only they knew that he'd been trying to avoid the doctor that was at the table. Jeremy tried to stop himself from thinking such thoughts by focusing on the conversation and at least his dick had gone down when he and Staci had to stand up as her dad lead the toast.
He looked over at Simone as dessert was served. She was talking to Josh; who had switched seats with Rebecca, her hand on his arm and she was smiling as his brother had made a joke. His brother straightened his tie, his wedding ring glinting in the sun. She was flirting with Josh. Jeremy saw Simone look at his hand and lick her lips. Jeremy swallowed. His sister-in-law was completely distracted with Staci. Jeremy couldn't help wondering if Josh would cheat on Rebecca if another woman offered herself to him.
“I'm sorry, I think I need to lie down. I'm not feeling well,” He left the table to a chorus of well-meaning sympathy.
He was walking towards the patio doors when Simone pulled him to a small hedged alley that led down to another part of the garden.
XVI
They were soon out of sight.
“You were thinking about me, weren't you?” She asked and Jeremy nodded, “Were you hard all through dinner?”
Jeremy glanced back to the main group. The two families. All of his friends and Staci's. He could hear their distant laughter. Simone reached forward and fondled his crotch, bringing him back to full hardness. Jeremy did nothing to stop her.
“You're so hard,”
He put his hands on her shoulders. Getting the hint, Simone dropped to her knees. She unfastened his belt and, one by one, she popped open the buttons of his fly. Jeremy shifted his feet for balance and his khakis dropped to his knees. Simone was fishing around in his boxers and pushing them down released his throbbing inches.
She gave a long slow lick along its underside.
“Is this what you want?”
He groaned, but it was neither confirmation nor denial. He put his big hands on her head and saw his wedding ring glint in the sun. For a brief moment his conscience flared up. Someone could find him like this, butt exposed and cock before another woman's mouth. He looked back at the house, then back down at Simone.
“Yeah, suck my dick." Like in his daydreams, his lust had swept all loyalty to his wife from him.
Simone smiled, as if she were proud of him. Jeremy guided her open mouth down over his thick member. The lower garden was filled with the sloppy sounds of an enthusiastic blowjob and Jeremy's low moans of pleasure. He felt weak at the knees as she licked and sucked at his muscle. Simone switched to nibbling on his balls and jerking him off with one hand.
"Mmm," She moaned, "You taste so good," She stated as she wiped its tip back and forth over her lower lip smearing Jeremy's pre cum, like lip gloss, “Fuck my mouth, baby,”
Jeremy wrapped some of her hair around his hands and inserted himself into her mouth and began to thrust roughly.
"Ugh." He groaned as he used his hips to push his pelvis into her face, "Shiiiiit,”
He could feel her tongue flicking against his shaft as he filled her mouth with his cock, her lips tight around it.
She was rocking back and forth in an effort to ease the pressure from the force of his penetration. Never before had he treated a woman like this. He had always been a considerate lover, but now he didn't give it a second thought. He was using her unkindly, but she was moaning with enjoyment, her dress pulled up so she could play her clit. Her other hand on the small of his back pulling him closer.
"Fuck," He cried.
"Mmmm" Simone hummed.
"I'm gonna cum. You want my cum?" asked Jeremy.
"MmHmm," Simone moaned, nodding.
With one last thrust, he shot his load down the back of her throat. She kept sucking until every last drop of cum had been emptied from his balls.
He shook his head as he gathered his breath.
“Now tell me…what was in that envelope?” He said as he pulled up his pants.
“Go see.” Simone said as she wiped her mouth and walked off.
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br /> He snuck in through the front door and shot up the stairs. He was now anxious to see what was in it.
XVII
A few days later…
Jeremy joined Simone in a booth of a bar.
“Why'd you choose this place? It's miles out of town," She complained, “Worried that someone might see you here and get the right impression?” She added sarcastically.
“Don't…” He cautioned. “Where did you get these?” he said as he dropped the envelope on the table.
“A good friend of yours though you may have needed those,”
“What friend? For what? You think I didn’t know about this? Well, I did, but once I found out she was already pregnant,”
“That’s where I come in,”
“What do you mean?”
She handed him a sheet of paper. She watched him as he scanned it. Tears filled his eyes, but you could see the hatred with the blank stare.
“I was hired, not to just seduce you, but to make sure you understood who you married and her plans. I was just a treat. Honestly, I enjoyed you more than any of my clients. You’re a good man. I wish I would have had the chance to meet you earlier in life. Don’t be like me. Don’t become bitter, just take the next step with that paper I just gave you and move on. Someone would love to have you…and appreciate you.” Simone said as she stood, gave him a kiss on the cheek and left the bar.
XVIII
Weeks later…
“You've got to call my husband,” Staci cried as she was wheeled the hospital.
The nurse nodded, “We will, Mrs. Martin. Don't worry about anything, we need you need to stay calm,”
“Hello Staci, I'm Dr. Rivers. I'm going to be taking care of your delivery,” A white man in his fifties said introducing himself.
“Ok, can you call Dr. Haynes? She said you all will inform her when it’s time for me to have the baby,”
“Ma’am, we don’t know a doctor by that name. I’m sorry, but the baby is coming a little early, so we have to get started,” Dr. Rivers said.
“No...That can’t be right! Where is my husband?” Staci cried out.
Rivers glanced at the nurse.
“We're trying to reach him,” The nurse lied with a smile.
“Now, let’s get started.” Dr. Rivers said to her.
***
Moments later, Staci’s friend entered the delivery room. She saw her tired looking friend holding her daughter. A pink bundle with little crop of black hair.
“Look, here's your God Mother,” Staci called out, “Oh, Olivia...no one was here," Staci said starting to cry.
"I came as soon as I could." She explained, shooting Staci a scornful look.
"What’s wrong, Olivia? And is Jeremy here yet?"
“No,”
“What do you mean no?”
“Why would he be here by your side for a baby that’s not his?” Olivia asked. Staci starred at Olivia with a black face and never said a word, “Why such a plain face, Staci? You weren’t looking like that while you were fucking my husband!” Olivia shouted walking closer to her, “Aww, I wonder who she will look like,” she said as she stroked Staci’s daughter head, “Kinda bright, don’t you think?”
“Olivia…I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to fall in love with Jeremy. He told me he was going to leave you, but he never did. He took advantage of me sexually, mentally and emotionally. This was the only way for me to get him back,” she said looking down at her daughter.
“Hahaha! You think that’s his baby?” Olivia asked pointing at the baby girl.
“I know this is Jeremy’s baby,” Staci said confidently.
“How you figure? Is it because you gave Simone his sperm that you stole from his condom and saved? Oh yeah… I know all about that. You see, I hired Ms. Simone to play that doctor role. This was all a game lil Staci. So, not only did I get her to fuck your husband on the regular, I got her to swap that little sample you tried to get her to use. That’s not Jeremy’s baby, neither is it Jeremy’s. When you play with fire, you always get burned. Good luck to you and your bastard ass baby,” Olivia said as she was walking away,” Oh, and Jeremy isn’t coming. Let’s just say he has an envelope with a few videos and pictures of you fucking my husband. Most importantly, he has paperwork showing that that child you are holding…isn’t his. That blood sample we took from you, your husband and your baby while you were carrying, wasn’t to run test…it was to get its DNA. Have a blessed life.” Olivia said and left the room leaving Staci completely dumbfounded.
***
Olivia walked out of the hospital with a devilish grin. She located her car and got in. She sat in her seat and laughed to herself for a good five minutes then, reached over to her glove compartment, opened it, and grabbed a manila folder. When she opened the folder, there was a piece of paper with five names on it. She took a pin from her handbag and crossed Staci Martin’s name out.
“I’m going to ruin all of your lives, including my cheating ass husband. And I know just the person to help me and take the fall for it all. My last target…Simone, the hired mistress.”
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