“Well, you kissed me.” I replied.
She smiled.
“No, Maria, we kissed. You were just as much a part of it as I was.” She responded.
I was appalled.
“I did not kiss you. You kissed me.”
She walked over to where I was sitting and crouched down in front me. It made me feel uncomfortable and slightly turned on at the same time.
“Are you trying to tell me that your tongue didn’t play with mine?”
I didn’t have anything to say to that. I wanted to deny it but my mouth would not let me tell such a lie.
“Maria, there is something between us. I have felt something for a long time and after we kissed, I knew that you felt something as well.”
I stood from the toilet and in the process knocked Selena over. She fell backward and hit her head on the floor. I knelt over her intending to help.
“Selena, I am so sorry.”
I reached and grabbed her hand trying to pull her off the floor. In the process, I slipped on the bathroom rug and fell right beside her.
Before I could move she wrapped her arms around me. I tried to get up but she held me tighter. She rolled over placing herself on top of me.
I looked into her eyes.
She leaned down and kissed me.
I could not help it. I kissed her back letting my tongue play sensually with hers.
I ran my fingers through her blonde hair and never felt more alive in my entire life. Every inch of my body was on fire and ready for whatever came next.
But what would come next?
I did not have to wonder for long as Selena moved her hands under my dress and rubbed my pussy through my panties.
I moaned into her mouth. Her lips never left mine. She began to grind her thigh against my pussy. I felt so much pleasure I could not believe that I was so close to coming.
“Maria, touch me.” She whispered.
I didn’t know what to do. She grabbed my hand brought it to her breast. I gave her breast a squeeze and I felt my orgasm coming closer and closer.
Then there was a jingling of the door knob and I was snapped out of my euphoric trance.
I pushed Selena off me. I pulled myself off the floor and tried to straighten my clothes.
“You need to leave now.”
Selena looked hurt by my tone of voice.
“Maria, don’t act like you didn’t enjoy what just happened.”
“Selena, you trap me in bathroom and practically forced yourself on me. How am I supposed to enjoy that?” I retorted.
She looked horrified.
“I forced myself on you?” She said walking to the door and unlocking it.
“Fine Maria, I am leaving.” She stormed out of the bathroom.
I felt some guilt. I knew that I was being mean to her but I was so angry with her. Why is she trying to ruin my life? I have hidden this part of me for years and she just can’t leave me alone.
I tidied myself and made my way back into the party. Quite a few people had gone. Lorenzo wasn’t there anymore and my in-laws were preparing to leave as well. I was thankful Selena had actually left the house.
I walked my in-laws to the door.
“Buonanotte mamma,” I said kissing my mother-in-law on the cheek.
I watched as my in-laws pulled out of our driveway and I went back into the warmth of the house.
After the guests were gone and returned to their respective homes, I laid in bed alone.
Michael wasn’t here and I was grateful. I needed to be by myself with my thoughts about Selena. I could not stop thinking about what she said and what happened between us in the bathroom. I could not believe that it went that far.
My clit was throbbing and aching from the memory of her touch. I moved my hand slowly down my body and reached for the gushing wetness between my legs. I rubbed my fingers against my clit causing the friction I needed for release.
I thought about Selena touching me and making me feel so good. I worked my clit with my thumb as I pushed two fingers inside of me. I could not help it, a small moan escaped from my lips.
I worked my fingers until I came hard against my hand. After the high from my orgasm subsided, I started to feel rather guilty.
I masturbated using a Selena as my motivation. The guilt started to overwhelm me and I started to cry. I could not stop the tears.
I cried and cried until I fell asleep.
Michael
I sat on the sofa in the finished basement hoping to avoid some of the hustle and bustle of the day. Maria rarely comes down here and I was hoping to avoid everyone for a while.
When we bought this house, the first thing I did was create myself a “man cave”. I made sure I had comfortable dark brown leather couches and a 52” flat screen. I come down here when I wanted to get away and to think.
There were so many people upstairs I knew that I could stay hidden for a while. Maria would be too busy throwing the Thanksgiving party of the century.
Throwing parties is her thing. She enjoyed showing how much money we had and how beautiful our home was instead of enjoying our family and friends. This Thanksgiving is no different. No expense was spared and everything had to be immaculate and elaborate.
I for one could do without all of the people in our home. I would have preferred a nice intimate Thanksgiving with my family and a few of our closest friends.
Too bad Maria has a billion “close” friends.
However, I will endure the festivities tonight if it affords me the chance to see Maxine. Just the thought of her and I immediately begin to relax. My mind floated to the last time I saw her. It was the hottest and most intense sex I have had in a long time.
It’s been a little over three weeks since I laid eyes on her. I am desperate for her touch. After our last encounter, my days are filled with thoughts of her.
That little dark vixen just drives me crazy. I wondered why I get so nervous around her. I’ve come to the conclusion that she intimidates me. I guess black women intimidated me.
Could explain why I never slept with one.
I must admit, our situation is difficult. It will be quite hard to have her here in my home. I mean, whenever I see her I want to hold her, kiss her and just be near her.
Who am I kidding; we will be lucky if I don’t fuck her as soon as she walked through the door. I know, however, I would risk a whole lot if I lose it tonight. Even if my marriage is on the brink of no return, I would never purposely disrespect Maria; after all she is still my wife and the mother of my children.
I still love her.
I sighed.
This is becoming more and more complicated by the second. My emotions are running away with me. The way I feel about Maxine is the way I felt about Maria when we were first married.
A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I focused and stood making my way to the door. My brother Mario pushed it open before I could reach it.
He entered the room sporting a drink in one hand and carrying his cell phone in the other. There were two things he would never be without: a drink and his phone.
He was wearing tan slacks, a dark brown sports coat and a white shirt with a trio of dark brown, light brown and orange on his tie.
“Wow, I can see why you are hiding out. It is nice down here. You’ve added some things haven’t you?”
I smiled.
I hadn’t seen my brother since Mikey’s wedding and since then I made a few more renovations to the basement.
“I just added a few more things to the bar and a pool table.” I said folding my arms across my chest proudly.
“Well as nice as this place is, your wife is requesting your presence upstairs with the rest of the crowd.”
He turned and walked back up the stairs with me behind him closing the door.
When I reached the living room there were quite a few people here already. My mom and dad were hanging out with Mikey and my beautiful daughter-in-law Stacey. My three other brothers
were here as well, all with drinks of course.
My mother spotted me and waved me over.
“Oh, Michael, come stai figlio?” She asked wrapping her small frail arms around me.
“Mamma, I am doing well. Come va? How is your blood pressure?” I asked taking a seat next to her and wrapping one arm around her shoulders.
“I’m doing fine.” She said smiling.
I spent quite a bit of time talking to my parents and half listening to the stories my dad told. My mind continued to wander to Maxine. Time was flying by fast and soon it would be dinner. I was hoping to speak to her before then.
And then the doorbell rang.
I sat up in attention. Mikey jumped up and ran for the door.
Damn!
I stood and slowly made my way over as well.
I leaned against the framing of the entrance between the foyer and the living room. I watched as Mikey opened the door and in walked Lorenzo and Julia.
He stood in the door frame bantering back and forth with Maxine. I could not see her but I could softly hear her voice. I could not make out what they were saying. She entered, and I could not believe how happy I was to see her. When she removed her coat, I almost came on the spot.
She was fucking hot!
She wore a very low cut shirt that clearly showed off her ample cleavage. Her mini skirt accentuated her smooth chocolate legs. She had me rock hard, and I started to get warm all over.
I watched as Michael Jr. took their coats. When he reached and grabbed for Maxine’s, out popped her cell phone and hit the hardwood with a clunk.
I walked over slowly and reached for the phone. At the same time she reached as well. This was the first time she noticed me and the look on her face was priceless.
The heat that radiated from her eyes expressed how I felt at that moment.
I stood up.
“I believe you dropped this.” I said holding out her phone.
She looked incredibly steamy and anxious.
“Dad you remember Maxine don’t you?”
“I remember this beautiful woman.” I said.
She reached for her cell phone but I pulled it back to me and in the process, I grabbed her hand with my other hand and placed a soft kiss on it. I let go of her reluctantly and she grabbed the cell phone from me.
I smiled.
“Let’s go everyone. Dinner is almost ready.” I announced directing everyone into the living room where the rest of the guests were.
Before she could follow everyone else, I grabbed her arm and pulled her back to me.
She still smelled like roses.
When the foyer was empty, I leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her cheek.
“I missed you my darling.” I whispered trying to control the emotion I was feeling at the moment.
I felt her hand move and make contact with my erection. She gently squeezed and I could feel a small amount of pre-cum moisten my underwear. I couldn’t help it, I moaned.
“Of course you did.” She replied and walked away leaving me standing there hard and ready to fuck her brains out.
After I regained my composure and my erection subsided, I finally made my way back to living room. Lorenzo slapped me on the back.
“Where is the food?” He asked in extremely good spirits.
“Geez, give it a minute!” I laughed.
Lorenzo and I took a seat next to my brother Dom and struck up a conversation about houses and flipping.
I couldn’t concentrate, however. I kept looking around for Maxine.
I looked up still not really paying any attention to the conversation with my brother and Lorenzo. I noticed her shaking hands with Maria. A ball of tension formed in my stomach and it was hard to concentrate. I watched their interaction nervously.
When they were done, I suddenly saw Maxine look my way. Our eyes met for a second and in that second I could see she looked extremely uncomfortable. She looked away and I felt an enormous urge to walk over and kiss away her discomfort.
Dinner was announced and Lorenzo and I made our way into the family/dining room and over to the table where Maria was sitting.
I took my place next to her and Lorenzo sat beside me. I looked around and saw Maxine take a seat next to Julia at their table. I couldn’t help but to watch her.
She was magnificent.
After a few minutes, Margaret, Jared and the rest of the staff Maria hired began to serve dinner. The food looked amazing. I could not wait to get started.
Maria had her whole posse with her this evening. I have to admit, I am not very fond of her friends. I have never said that to Maria. I didn’t feel like an argument.
I couldn’t help it; I had to sneak another glance her way. As I turned, I noticed Michael Jr. was staring at me. I immediately turned in my seat and tried to focus on dinner and the conversation at my table.
The conversation centered on what a beautiful job Maria had done with dinner.
“Maria, dinner is so lovely and the settings are beautiful.” Shannon said.
Maria in all her elegance and glory leaned back in her seat.
“Thank you all so much.”
“I helped her pick them out.” Selena chimed in looking rather uncomfortable.
Shannon leaned across the table and looked at me smiling.
“Michael you must be proud to have such a gorgeous and talented wife.”
I think I despised her most of all.
She pretends to be my wife’s friend, but in reality, she has been trying to get in my pants for years now.
I am not saying she isn’t beautiful. Right now she is leaning seductively across the table. Her beautiful breasts were threatening to get me rock hard, but she is my wife’s friend.
I have my limits.
I looked over at ‘Enzo. He couldn’t take his eyes off her breasts either.
“Yes, I am proud of her.” I answered.
Once dinner and dessert were completed, Margaret and the staff began removing dishes from the tables.
Dom, Mario, Lorenzo and I began to discuss our current real estate project: flipping an abandoned house.
“Mike and I think this one will end up being the most lucrative of all the ones that we have lined up this month.”
“Wow,” Mario responded taking a sip of wine. “So how long do you think it will take you guys to get the project done? Nikolas and I think we have a couple houses you guys should look at.”
Though I wanted to be involved in the conversation, it was hard for me to focus. I looked past Lorenzo and watched Maxine as she mingled with Julia, Stacey and my sons.
I was engulfed with Maria’s friends and my family for most of the evening. After a while I lost her. I could not find Maxine anywhere. I checked the kitchen, the bathroom, eventually I found myself in the foyer.
And there she was sitting so relaxed on the soft recliner chair. She looked so beautiful and I knew that I could not let her leave without showing her how I felt.
She looked up as I entered.
“I have been looking all over for you.”
She smiled.
“I see. What can I do for you?’
I walked over. I gently grabbed her and pulled her out of the chair onto her feet.
“For starters, you can follow me.”
Still holding her hand, I led her into my study and onto my brown leather couch. Without hesitation I began to lay gentle kisses on her neck.
Roses.
I had to remember to ask her later where that smell came from.
“Michael, what are you doing?” She giggled.
“I have wanted to do this all night.” I confessed.
I captured her lips with mind and fell in deep as our tongues met. She tasted like cranberry sauce.
So tangy and sweet.
I pushed her back on the couch and she laughed.
I didn’t hesitate. I removed her panties and soon I had a mouth full of her delicious pussy.
After having one of the most i
ntense orgasms I have ever had in my life, we exited the study feeling hot and exhilarated.
I looked up to see Junior sitting in the recliner.
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