Miss-Fortunate Reality (5 page)

 
CHAPTER
SIX

I was up early the following
morning calling the caterers and ordering what we needed for the party on
Friday. I extended the invitation to 75 people, including about 20 of Robert’s
friends. He was very particular when it came to whom I invited to our home. His
partners, work staff or colleagues were out of the question. He was a very
private person and he hated that anyone from his payroll saw how he lived and what
he did in his off time. For me it was a little different, many of my staff were
friends, people that I had worked with for many years and I didn’t care if they
knew I smoked a little weed on the side or had a little too much to drink
sometimes.
I had just hung up the phone with the catering company when I get a text from
Victor:
“Sorry baby girl, big meeting today with CEO, can’t make it for lunch, will
text you later!”
“Good luck!” I wrote.
I looked at my watch, it was 9:30 am and I hadn’t checked out of the hotel yet,
something I was going to do before I saw Victor today. Didn’t want to give the
Holiday Inn the impression I was renting the hotel by the hour under my
corporate account so I figured I would stroll in today and give them the access
card back.
“Good morning Holiday Inn, how may I help you”
“Room 227, what time is check out today?”
‘Corporate clients have a 2 o’clock check out time ma’am”
“Thank you” I hung up.
I sat there for a few seconds starring at my phone trying to work up the courage
and then I dialed his number.
“Hey” he said, he knew it was me. His voice was gentle and sweet.
“Are my on speaker? Are you with someone”
“No and no”
“I need you to fuck me senseless”
I heard him clear his throat. 
“Meet me at Holiday Inn at 11am, take a long lunch, make something up, and tell
them you’ll be back by one this afternoon. Same room” I said.
“Christ I have to meet a client in 10 minutes and I’m so fucking hard right
now” he whispered.
“Don’t you dare masturbate, save it all for me” “I’ll see you at 11” and I hung
up.

I
left shortly after 10:30. It was a little cool today so I managed to pull off
what I wanted to wear.
Truth was I had just purchased a pair of patent leather
Louboutin
open toe stilettos and that led to rest of the outfit which was a lace bustier
with matching thongs and a black overcoat tied at the waist. I wore my hair
down and went heavy on the eye makeup, wore my big black sunglasses and I was
ready.

When
I got to the room I took off the coat but left the shoes on. Like clockwork,
there was a soft knock on the door at 11am. It turned me on to realize how
eager he was, that he left his work five minutes earlier so he could get here
on time.

I
unlocked the door, stood back and sat on a chair I had placed strategically. I
opened my legs and put one over the arm rest, my arms on my sides and my head
resting back slightly turned to the side. He was wearing a grey suit today, I’d
never seen him dressed for the office so this was a big treat and a huge turn
on. The suit itself was cheap but he made it look good. He closed the door
behind him and leaned against the door staring at me loosening his tie. I
watched him undress in front of me, and he never took his eyes off me.
“I didn’t think I was going to see you before Friday” he said.
“Things change”
He was down to his underwear and he was hard. I stood up, held his hand and
walked him towards the bed. I leaned over the bed with my ass to him “Spank me”
“I can’t do that, I don’t hit women”
“Spank me” I ordered.
He lightly slapped my ass.
“Spank me!” I yelled
He slapped harder this time, I felt the burn and I moaned.
“You like this?” he asked leaning over me, I could feel his cock in the back of
my ass, he was still hard which indicated to me he too enjoyed it.
“Yeah, do it again, this time harder” I breathed.
He slapped me much harder this time and came back to slap the other cheek. I
moaned louder and grabbed his cock through his underwear, he was throbbing.
I turned around and sat on the bed, pulled down his underwear and grabbed his
heavy throbbing penis in my hands, stroking it while I played with his balls
stroking his prostate and watched his face overcome with ecstasy. I put my
mouth around the head and he hissed, I licked all around it, then slid him
inside my mouth. He was extremely aroused, I could feel his veins with my
tongue as I stroked him gently with my mouth, using my hand to stroke the rest
of his penis.
“Alex” he was on the verge of orgasm, I could feel him engorging in my mouth.
He grabbed the back of my head and bobbed it in and out furiously, he was
desperate to come and I was about to choke on it but kept it together, I let
him take advantage, I wanted him to use me for his pleasure.
He came in my mouth without warning this time, which put a smile on my face, I
had him, and he knew what he had with me. When he pulled out he got down to his
knees and looked at me.
“Are you ok?” he asked ‘I didn’t hurt you did I?”
“No” I said, I was shivering still trying to swallow his cum. “I’m fine” I
smiled wiping my mouth.
He gave me a hug and held me until I stopped shivering.
“You’re driving me absolutely insane, is this what sex is like with you all the
time?’ he asked.
“Not all the time, but I do like to play” I replied.
“You do this with him?”
“Don’t ask me those questions” I replied.
He closed his eyes and rested his head on my lap and put his arms around me.
“I’d leave her for you” he said softly.
“No you won’t, I won’t allow it”
“All I think about is you, I want to be with you” he said rubbing my hips.
“Don’t confuse this for something else, it is what it is Marc, and we’re done
after today” I said coldly and it was. It had to be, Robert was coming home and
it would be impossible to keep this going.
“What are you saying, we have till Thursday” he said looking up at me. He
seemed so innocent and desperate when he said that.
I shook my head “He’s on his way home, he arrives tonight”
He sighed, got up and sat beside me.
“Lunch should be arriving shortly, maybe you should put your pants back on, I
can‘t answer the door dressed like this” I said.
I grabbed my wallet and took out twenty dollars and handed it to him “Give them
this for a tip”
“You spring this on me and you want me to eat” he remarked.
“Well we still have an hour and half” I smiled looking into his eyes.
“Leave him”
I laughed “Why would I do that?”
“Because I know this is more than just sex to you Alex”
“You are sadly mistaken, I love Robert, and I live for him. There’s no one like
him. This thing you and I have is nothing more than sexual infatuation, it will
eventually fizzle and it leave us with nothing” I began.
“You will lose your wife and your kids and I will lose my husband and my best
friend, and I’m sorry but you’re not worth the sacrifice” I said regretting my
cold words but he needed to hear it.
He looked at me dejected, searching my eyes for a hint of lies but I was
unreadable.
Just then there was a knock on the door. He got up and quickly put his pants
on, took out his wallet and grabbed a twenty dollar bill out of it and gave it
to the delivery man, leaving my twenty on the bed. 
He took the bags and put them on the little dining table in the suite. Opened
them and took out the contents. I had ordered a la carte fillet mignon with
salad and chocolate covered strawberries for dessert. There was a bottle of my
favorite wine in the there too. He placed the food trays side by side, too
close to sit on separate chairs. He poured some wine in the Dixie cups provided
by the room and set the strawberries aside. When he was done he looked at me
“Take it all off, but leave the shoes” he ordered. I looked at him puzzled but
he was determined that’s what he wanted, so I undressed in front of him.
He sat down on the chair and called me over to come to him. When I was close,
he reached out for me and sat me on his lap, putting one of my legs over the
arm rest and the other between his legs, leaving me wide open. I licked my lips
at how erotic this was becoming. He reached over and began to cut the steak
into smaller pieces, my breasts were nearly on his face which made me giggle a
bit. He took a piece of steak and fed it to me, then he took one for himself.
“This is weird” I muttered. He raised his eyebrows and took some salad this
time and fed it to me. “On the contrary Alexandra, you like a man that
dominates you, a man that makes every decision for you, a man that’s a tyrant
and treats you like you’re his personal property.” he said mockingly trying to
sound like Robert. He was about to fed me a piece of steak but I stopped him,
swapping the fork away from his hand. I was livid.
I tried to get up but he held me down putting his arms around my back holding
me in place.
“Fuck you Marc”
He closed his eyes and put his head on my chest “I’m sorry” he whispered.
I exhaled composing myself from the verge of losing my shit.
“Fucked up thing is, I know he loves you, probably more than you love him, I
see it in his eyes, when he’s around you, you made him the way he is, he’d be
lost without you and now I understand why” he spoke softly.
I was silent, I couldn’t think of anything to say. All I had was the tears that
began rolling down my face.
He picked me up in his arms and carried me to bed where he gently laid me down,
he laid beside me and put the covers on us. He passionately kissed me,
caressing my face and my hair, embracing me, touching me, loving me. We did
nothing but kissed for a long time, holding my hands, leaving the sexual
gratification out of it. “Let me make love to you” he whispered looking into my
eyes. I caressed his hair and his face and kissed him again pulling him on top
of me. He entered me slowly and gently, kissing me, keeping a gentle rhythm
between us. There was nothing dirty or wrong about it, we were making love for
the first and last time. We came together while he had his lips locked with
mine which made the experience very personal and emotional for us. I knew he
cared for me but he wasn’t going to say it. Saying it would sever everything we
had in our outside lives and we both knew it.
At around ten minutes to one, we left the room together. We had to walk a long
hallway, he was going to take the stairs and I the elevator, we were making our
way when I heard my name called out and I froze.
“Fuck” I muttered.
“Hey sis, I know it’s you, I recognize that long black hair and that birth mark
on the back of your leg anywhere” said my brother Nathan in behind me.
“Holy shit, is that you Marc, Marc Collins?” he said with a hint of mockery in
his voice.
I turned around and smiled. My brother was there with a woman at least ten
years younger than him which would make her a teenager. She was tall blond,
voluptuous, and wore a lot of makeup.
“Hi Nathan, long time no see” I said.
“Long time indeed Alex, what
are you two
doing here?”
he asked looking at both of us.
“Business meeting Nathan” I retorted.
“Oh? How’s Rob?” he asked smiling smug.
“He’s fine, we’re good” I replied.
Nathan kept his gaze on me, he knew I was lying. He was one of the only people
in my life that could read me like a book, but since our personalities clashed
so much, he often used it against me.
“You and Pam still together Marc?” he asked shifting his gaze toward Marc.
Marc nodded “Yeah, we just had a baby”
“Oh isn’t that wonderful, congratulations” he began and shifted his gaze back
to me “I guess you’re too busy for those. You’re making some huge headlines out
there” he said.
“Actually Nathan, I can’t have kids, it’s impossible”
“Oh that’s too bad, I guess you can’t have everything after all” he said
coldly.
“What the fuck Nathan” said Marc stepping forward.
Nathan laughed “Relax Rambo, this is the way we communicate, right sis?”
“Marc you have that meeting at one, you should go” I said.
“Yeah Marc, and say hello to Pam for me” said Nathan “Actually we have to get
going as well, but sis it’s been unreal seeing you like this. How about I come
by your office next week to discuss things” he said.
“Alright, speak to my assistant” I replied.
“See you soon” he said and left taking the elevator down.
I began to hyperventilate and I lost my balance. Marc held on to me just before
I was about to fall.
“Why the fuck does he want to meet you?” he asked.
“He wants money, he knows about us, and he will tell Rob if I don’t give it to
him”

CHAPTER
SEVEN

When I got home I took another shower
and tossed everything I was wearing in the wash. Washed all the towels and the
sheets, I didn’t want a hint of smell other than mine in the house.
I took a long bath, removed all my makeup, cleaned the kitchen tidied up and
went to bed.
He’d be home around midnight and he was driving himself home form the airport.
While I was in bed I checked my messages. There was one from Victor and another
from Pam.
Victor: “Guess who the new head designer of men’s wear is!!”
Me: “Congrats!!! I knew you could do it!”
Victor: “Can’t wait to see you this Friday!!”
Me: “
J
”

Pam:
“I bet you can’t wait till Rob gets home tonight”
Me: “Yes I miss him so much”
Pam: “Well at least one of us is getting fucked
tonight :/
”
Me: “Wear something sexy, perfume, nothing to bed”
Pam: “Tried, tried and tried. He’s already asleep and its 10 o’clock!”
Me: “Wake him! Get on top of him, give him a blow job!”
Pam: “eww!”
Me:”??”
Pam: “Blow jobs are for hookers and desperate women”
Me: “I’m neither one of those my dear Pam”
Pam: “Oh
lol
…the other day he asked me to and I did,
then he wanted me to swallow, I told him to fuck off”
Christ!
I rolled my eyes.
Me: “Ok good night Pam”
Pam: “Eww I never knew that about you!”
Me: “I never knew you were such a prude”
Pam: “Fuck you! I love you, good night”
I cleared all my messages and turned off my phone. I knew I wouldn’t use it
until Friday morning. That put a smile on my face.