Why does my life have to be so complicated? I work my ass off but I still have to with not knowing what I want in my personal life.
I want to experience a night like the one I did six months ago. But Oliver doesn't like getting tattoos, he doesn't want to stay up all night and entertain me in any way and I'm almost one-hundred percent positive he isn't what I'm into sexual wise.
I grabbed my purse and briefcase before getting out of the car. "I love you so much, Oliver Smith." I took a deep breath, ridding Alessandro of my mind, and walked inside. Oliver was sitting on the sofa already dressed watching TV.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek before going upstairs and showering. I honestly didn't know why we needed to go to a store when I have plenty of dresses here. After showering I changed into black shorts, a rolling stones hoodie and slipped on red Jordan 1's.
"Are you-" Oliver walked in 

Brinda's court date was set to the twenty-fifth, a week from now. We were both grateful and relieved that her case made it to court we even celebrated over a glass of champagne. When I told Oliver the good news, we had celebratory sex. I couldn't help but feel like I was, once again, stepping out on my marriage. I didn't want Oliver to be under me I wanted Alessandro. He was the only person I could think of while having sex with my husband.
I hadn't even spoken to him since that night, although he's been asking to see me. I've been dodging him with the 'I'm busy' excuse each time. I want to see him, so so badly, and that's the exact reason why I won't. I've already crossed a boundary because of what happened last night, and I can't go any further than that. Not again. Stay faithful, I'd tell myself whenever I'd want to call him.
I was getting ready for the lunch with Oliver's mom and to 

Why did you run you fucking idiot? Because you have a husband; a husband you love. That's why you ran because you are a faithful wife.
"Shit." I moaned as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. He kissed up and down my neck, leaving marks I'd have to hide later on.
He kissed down my collarbone to the exposed part of my breast. Alessandro yanked my dress over my hips and palmed my ass while I gripped onto the railing behind me. "W- we're almost at the penthouse." I panted.
He threw my leg over his shoulder, not caring that someone could easily see us. He moved the thin layer of my purple lace underwear over. "Fucking beautiful." His hot breath hitting my clit causing me to suck in a breath. His entire mouth-
A loud honk brought me back to reality and I rolled my eyes at the car behind me. He put his middle finger out of his window, and I did the same. "Fuck you too, asshole!" I drove off and didn't hear whatever else he had to say back.
You are not allowed to be daydreaming about another man while married. I love Oliver and he loves me. I love Oliver and he loves me.
I pulled into the driveway of Serene's home and went to unlock her door. Sometimes I really regret having a spare key to her place. There was a pretty blue haired girl sitting on the kitchen counter... pleasing herself while Serene watched. I wasn't completely shocked, I'd walked in on way worse, so I just said, "Put some clothes on please."
While Serene groaned in annoyance the blue haired girl scrambled to put her panties on. "Why are you here right now?" I rolled my eyes at her.
"I saw him. Alessandro, I mean." Her eyes widened, suddenly interested in why I ruined her sex date.
"I'll go." The blue haired girl said. She was pretty; short figure, forest green eyes with specks of blue in them and pretty lips.
"No, no. Please stay, I'm Athena." I walked over to her in the kitchen and held out my hand.
She smiled and took it in hers. "Rachael."
"Alright now that everyone knows each other can we get back to the topic at hand. Sexy Alessandro." She pushed me into the living room and Rachael followed behind. They sat on the couch while I paced in front of them. "Stop pacing and talk stupid."
After catching Rachael up on my reality show worthy love life, I sat on the table. "Now for the reason I interrupted your orgasm." I sighed deeply. "I haven't seen Alessandro for six months and I kept this tattoo the entire time. I was coming back from a client's home, going through the back because of paparazzi was surrounding the front, and I was on my phone not paying attention. That's when I bumped into some mysterious guy, right?" They nodded.
"And as I was apologizing, I wasn't looking at his face. But at some point, when I did, all the memories from that night came rushing back as I stared at those silver eyes of his. Then he asked if we could talk, and we did. And fuck was there a lot of sexual tension." I bit back a smile thinking about him.
"You fucked him, right?" Racheal asked intrigued.
I grinned and looked at the both of them. "I left."
"You did what?" They said at the same time.
I stood up and ran a hand through my hair. "I know I know. But we have to be realistic here. I'm a famous lawyer married to a co- CEO. We love each other."
"I should slap you right now." Serene shook her head at me.
"Agreed. Look, from what I hear this Oliver guy is a real shithead. He doesn't deserve you at all." Serene hummed in agreement. "I'm not saying cheat on Oliver, but have you guys thought of an open marriage?"
I looked back and forth between them. "While that is a smart idea for most, I wouldn't like seeing Oliver fawning over another woman."
Serene rolled her eyes and Rachael threw her head back onto the couch in defeat. I gave them both a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry."
My phone started ringing and I dug it out of my suit jacket. "Fuck. It's Oliver." Both of their heads shot up to see me in panic.
"Calm down. He's your husband, you can talk to him normally." I nodded and took a deep breath before answering.
"Hi baby!" I said overly excited. They groaned at my stupidity.
I put him on speaker. "Um... hey baby. Did you get my message?"
"I'm with Serene right now so no."
"Serene. I assumed so. Well can you hurry back so I can take you shopping for your dress?" I looked at Serene and Rachael confused.
Realization dawned on Serene, and she mouth 'the yearly gala'. "Oh right! I'll be back as soon as possible." I hung the phone up and set on the table.
"Oliver seems... sweet."
Serene rolled her eyes. "He isn't. Wait until you've known him for as long as I have."
"He can be sweet." I defended him.
"No he cannot." Serene eyed me, silently reminding me of all the times I've called her crying about Oliver. I knew what she was thinking but neither of us spoke aloud about it. She grabbed her laptop. "What's Alessandro last name?"
I shrugged and moved in between them as she started typing. "Never asked." She smiled and went on to trying to find my side piece.
It only took two minutes before she said, "Is this him?" I looked at the picture she pulled up. I could recognize those tattoos, abs, arms, hands, legs anywhere. Just looking at him made me feel something.
"He's with someone?" Rachael asked, my attention moving to the brunette who had her arms wrapped around his waist with a bikini on.
"No, he's just a man-whore." Serene clicked on a link then scrolled.
"Alessandro Sinclair." Sinclair. His name sounded oddly familiar. I've heard it somewhere; I just can't put my finger on it.
"We're pretty close to being more powerful than the Sinclair."
I groaned in aggravation and leaned back onto the couch. "Oliver hates this man with every fiber in him."
Serene laughed at me as she shut her computer. "You're living the life, peach."
"I'm living fucking hell. I need to get my mind off them." I closed my eyes.
They were silent before I felt someone pulling on my arms. "You can help me find a dress for the gala. I have to look my best being a model." Rachael and I stood up and followed behind her as we went upstairs.
Her closet was massive, every shelve and hanger filled with designer clothes. "You make me seem more broke than I actually am." Rachael said in awe.
I laughed and went to grab one of her dresses along with Rachael. It was a black mermaid dress with ruffles at the top and a slit that went to her mid-thigh. "I wore that last year."
"Of course, you did." I rolled my eyes. "How about, you show us your options." She nodded and me and Rachael left the closet. We went over to her bed, and I slipped my suit jacket off. "So, how long have you known Serene?" I asked.
"For about a year. We're on and off fuck buddies." I nodded. A year on and off... Serene's got the hots for her, and I couldn't blame her. "How about you?"
"We've been best friends since eighth grade. So, sixteen years." She nodded. "Do you like her? Serene."
She chuckled and pulled her hair behind her ear nervously. "I-"
"Okay..." Serene walked out in a stunning, sparkling emerald, green dress with a high split. "This?"
"No. Next." Rachael and I said at the same time. She rolled her eyes and began to take off the dress as she walked back inside of the closet.
"So, what were you saying?" I said once she was gone.
"I don't know... She means a lot to me though. She can just be very confusing sometimes."
"I understand. As her best friend I'm just going to say it. If you hurt her, I'll destroy you; even though she's usually the heartbreaker." I gave her a smile and she laughed it off.
Serene walked back out in a black mermaid long dress with a high split. Her cleavage was shown off perfectly and she had on black gloves that went up to her elbows. "How are you changing so fast?" Rachael questioned.
"I'm like flash in this bitch." She flipped her hair behind her neck with a smile.
Racheal and I both laughed. "Pretty but not the one."
"You guys are so fucking complicated." She whined and walked back into the closet, causing Rachael and I to giggle.
We sat in silence and waited for her to come back out. She was taking longer than usual, and I was getting bored laying on her bed. "Serene hurry your fat ass up!" Racheal yelled.
"Please. I'm going to die laying here waiting for you." I sat up and groaned.
"Alright, alright. How about this?" She walked out and twirled. She had on a beautiful velvet royal blue dress with a high spilt. The neck was straight, and she had another pair of matching gloves that reached a bit above her elbows.
Rachael was the first to start clapping then I followed soon behind her. "Absolutely stunning." I spoke.
"Picasso would be honored to draw you." Rachael complimented.
Serene started to blush from Rachael's comment. "Now, all I need is a date." She acted as if Rachael wasn't right in front of her and I could see the disappointment on her face. Serene walked toward her and took her hand. "Wanna be my date sexy?" She wiggled her eyebrows and I grinned.
Rachael rolled her eyes. "Fucking asshole. Of course, I want to go." Serene smiled at her at her before leaning down.
"Oh, wait are you guys..." Their make-out session started to get a bit heated as Rachael laid back. "Okay... I'm going to go now." I ran as fast as possible away from the horny idiots and downstairs to grab my purse. I could already hear loud moans coming from upstairs and I just wanted to puke.
I laughed as I got into my car and set my purse in the passenger seat once more. Thinking about those two got me thinking Alessandro and I's night.
His fingers moved in and out of me at a rapid pace as his tongue lapped up my clit. I bit my lip and arched away from the wall. He used his free hand to pull the top part of my dress down and squeeze my left breast. "You taste so fucking good baby."
I moaned and rode his fingers, my toes curling and my head going back. His fingers still pushing me over the edge he moved up and took one of my breasts in his mouth. He groaned against me, causing me to moan louder. I felt a tightening in my stomach, my walls tightened around his fingers and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he circled my clit, and I came.
The elevator doors opened, and he grabbed my ass picking me up and wrapping my legs around his waist. I tangled my hands in his hair and kissed him deeply as we walked inside of his penthouse. Setting me back down, our breathing heavy, he backed me up against a wall looking me over like a predator would his prey.
At this point Oliver and my marriage was out of my mind. Alessandro started to slowly unbutton his shirt, his eyes never leaving mine. As he went for his belt I stood to my tip toes, grabbed the back of his neck and brought him down for another kiss. His lips were soft yet rough at the same time and he ripped my dress off once his belt was gone.
He moved back from the kiss and looked over my body for the last time. The dress I wore didn't require a bra, so I stood braless and in dark blue lace underwear. "Beautiful." He said with a small smile. He crashed his lips back onto mine and picked me up, pushing me against the wall. His lips moved down to my neck, sucking and biting on the spot. In one swift motion he pushed himself inside of me, my walls tightening around his big size immediately.
I moaned and threw my head back in pure bliss. He thrusted in and out of me at fast pace and I dug my nails into his neck. "F- fuck." I tightened around him as he starts to fuck me harder, spreading his legs a bit. The pain and the pleasure made this moment all so much more memorable.
His body felt warm against mine and it engulfed me. The sexual pleasure I felt was more than any man on this earth had given me; it was intense, overwhelming even. He grabbed my legs, angling them to have more space, and started thrusting into me mercilessly. "Fuck. You feel so fucking good." He groaned at the feeling of me pulling at his hair. I moved his head from the crook of my neck and smashed my lips onto his.
I moaned into the kiss, feeling myself pulse around his cock. He moaned only turning me on even more and I scratched at his back. "Sandro." I moaned as I came. My nails dug so deep into his skin I knew it would leave a mark, but he didn't complain. He looked down at me with hungry, lustful eyes. I looked down between us to see his cock covered in my juices.
"I'm going to fuck you so good until you can't breathe." My legs now back around his waist as he carried me to the living room, and I set my head on his shoulder. Was I terrified that he was going to break me? Absolutely. But I wanted him to ruin me. I want him to turn me into his perfect mess. He set me down and turned me around so I was facing a window. "And I want as many people as possible to see."
He pushed me up against the glass and I could feel his mouth make a path of kisses along my back. This was by far the most harsh, powerful and hedonism intercourse I'd ever indulge in with anyone. The touch of his hands on my body brought me immense pleasure. I felt him rub his tip over my entrance, whining a wiggled my ass and pushed back to feel him inside of me already.
He slapped my ass hard and I moaned pitifully, he raised his eyebrows in amusement. "You like that don't you whore." His hand met my left cheek hard.
"Yes... I like it so-" I was cut off by my own moans when he slammed into me with so much force. My body jerked with every movement and my moans grew louder. He grabbed a hold of one of my breasts and squeezed it while using his other hand to push my ass back on his hips, meeting his thrusts.
He threw his head back his hands now back on my hips. "Fuck." He moaned and squeezed my ass. We looked at each other through the mirror for a split second then I looked away, closing my eyes. "Look at me, Athena." A hard thrust caused my eyes to shoot back open and I moaned as he pushed me further onto the window.
I put a hand behind me and touched his abdomen to get him to slow down but he just pinned it against my lower back. It was becoming too much, and I tightened around his cock, my pussy throbbing around his big dick. "I- I'm gonna c- come." My hands balled into fists tightly.
"Come darling. Come around my dick." I let out a scream, pushed back against him and moved to my tip toes. This orgasm came over me like a tsunami; so much force I thought I'd pass out. Alessandro never stopped thrusting into me, not even as I was riding out my release, until he came inside of me. "You look so pretty when you come. My pretty little whore."

Why does my life have to be so complicated? I work my ass off but I still have to with not knowing what I want in my personal life.
I want to experience a night like the one I did six months ago. But Oliver doesn't like getting tattoos, he doesn't want to stay up all night and entertain me in any way and I'm almost one-hundred percent positive he isn't what I'm into sexual wise.
I grabbed my purse and briefcase before getting out of the car. "I love you so much, Oliver Smith." I took a deep breath, ridding Alessandro of my mind, and walked inside. Oliver was sitting on the sofa already dressed watching TV.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek before going upstairs and showering. I honestly didn't know why we needed to go to a store when I have plenty of dresses here. After showering I changed into black shorts, a rolling stones hoodie and slipped on red Jordan 1's.
"Are you-" Oliver walked in and once he saw what I was wearing he furrowed his brows. "You know that paparazzi will probably be 

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