I switched off my phone because putting it on silent didn’t deter Nikki from calling me for the umpteenth time. On so many occasions, I told her that I would call her when I wasn’t with clients. I noticed from the beginning that she was a bit crazy, but the sex was amazing. That was the deciding factor for me to carry on with our shenanigans.
I also liked that she looked geeky in glasses when coding on her computer, making her look sweet and innocent. But then, she would turn into a freak as soon as I’d chuck her onto the bed and climb on top of her. I loved her in doggystyle. I’d rip that small ass apart, and she would scream her lungs out.
She loved when I’d give her ass to mouth. That was so hot. And then, the finishing touch was shooting my load on her face. God, I get hard just thinking about it. Now, I can’t wait to finish my meetings and go to her place.
Even though I stayed at a hotel, I didn’t want anybody coming over. I had taken every precaution to ensure that my wife never found out about my extramarital affair. I knew the chances of that were slim because she was in Florida while I worked on a project in Beijing, but I wasn’t going to take any chances.
At the end of the day, I called Nikki and told her that I was coming over. She sounded exasperated, but I didn’t care. I knew that once I gave the doggy a bone, it would be bouncing up and down like a good little puppy.
She opened the door and looked at me from the corner of her eye. I handed her the roses and kissed her forehead. She closed the door and crossed her arms. I grabbed her tiny waist and nibbled on her neck. She tilted her head to the left and rolled her eyes. Her reaction showed me that she needed angry sex to feel better.
I squeezed her small ass and then lowered my lips to her flat chest. Although she was skinny and didn’t have much to grab onto, I enjoyed her tight pussy. She got wet every time I banged her. Her face completely flushes, and a vein protrudes from her forehead. Her entire face scrunches up as she grits her teeth, trying to suppress the overbubbling orgasm that wants to explode from her chest.
I scooped her into my arms and then flung her onto the bed, as usual. She acted bitchy at first, but her annoyance quickly evolved into pleasure when I stuck my big dick into her tight pussy. Nothing changed her mood faster than giving her a hard pounding.
Every so often, I would record our steamy sessions so I could watch them later and have material to jerk off to. Nikki asked me several times to send the recording to her, but there was no way I would leave evidence around.
After the wild sex, she rested her head on my chest and asked me if I had considered her proposal. I didn’t need to consider leaving my wife to be with a crazy chick because I had the perfect life back home. Why would I leave my wonderful wife and children and take a chance on a lunatic?
I didn’t answer, which irked Nikki. She slapped me on my chest and demanded an answer. I told her that I was tired and would think about it.
She enjoyed the expensive gifts I bought her and probably fantasized about living lavishly in the States. I was definitely not going to be the sponsor of that life. Come to think of it, I don’t even want her coming to the States. Knowing how crazy she is, she’d probably visit me at my home.
The following day, Nikki sent me an email with an attachment. She said that I should download it because it was a sexy picture of her in a position that she would be in the next time I came over.
I was eager to see what she had sent, so I downloaded it. She was bent over the railing on her balcony, holding the phone behind her, and a dildo was in her ass.
Oh, man. We had discussed anal, but she always withheld it from me, wanting to make me wait for a special occasion. My birthday was coming up, so I figured that was the day.
Knowing that Nikki expected a lavish gift for her generosity, I went to a jewellery store and bought her a golden necklace with a diamond pendant. I knew that she would love it. And I was going to love sticking it into her ass.
On Thursday evening, a message came through on my phone. I opened it and saw it was from Olivia. Huh. Wonder what she wants.
‘What the hell is this, Justin?’ was her message below the video of me banging Nikki.
I felt like a whole pear got stuck in my throat and I couldn’t breathe. Images of never being able to see my kids again, losing half of my house, business and the rest of my belongings flashed into my mind. One message threw my mind into complete disarray. I couldn’t believe that my life had turned upside down abruptly.
I breathed rapidly while pacing, feeling sweat beads form along my hairline. My chest had clogged up. I rubbed my temples and told myself to come down. How the hell could this have happened? I was so careful.
Another message came through. ‘I want a divorce, you piece of crap.’
What? Piece of crap? I couldn’t picture Olivia talking like that. Then again, she had just found out that I cheated on her, so I couldn’t blame her for transforming into a completely different person.
Oh, my God. No, this can’t be happening to me. I went to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water, then downed it.
The next message said, ‘Go be with that slut. I don’t want anything to do with you. Stay in Beijing, you bastard.’
I froze on the spot. The reality that I was going to lose everything near and dear to me had dawned on me. It was over for me.
I slowly lowered my bum onto the couch and just sat there, completely empty-minded. I must’ve sat there for an hour, staring into the distance.
My phone rang. I snapped my head in its direction. I figured it must’ve been Olivia, calling to apologise and tell me that she had made a big mistake and wanted us to carry on living together as a happy family. Thank God.
I leapt off the couch and then snatched the phone off the counter. The call ID revealed it was Nikki. What the hell does she want?
“What?” I answered.
“Hi. Are you okay?”
“What do you want, Nikki?”
“I wanted to see how you are. Sorry that I called.”
I blew out a long breath. “No, it’s not you. Something happened now.”
“What?”
“It’s my wife. She found out about us.”
“How?”
“I don’t know. That’s the darndest thing. I have no idea.”
“I’m sorry, baby. I hate to see you down like that. Come over, and I’ll make you feel better.”
My life was in complete ruins. There was no point in wallowing in my misery. I might as well get some nookie while crashing and burning.
At Nikki’s place, she asked me if I wanted something to drink. I told her that I needed a stiff drink. While she was in the kitchen, I picked up the Ferrari model car from the shelf above her desk. It slipped out of my hands and landed on her mouse pad, clearing her screen saver on the monitor.
Her Whatsapp was open. The third message from the top was my name. What the hell? I looked at the kitchen and saw that Nikki was still busy.
I clicked on my name and then saw the messages that I had with Olivia. What the hell? I frowned. It didn’t make sense to me that my messages were on her computer. How was that possible?
She walked to me, holding my drink. I pointed at the computer and said, “What the hell is this?”
“What?”
“The messages. How did you get these messages I had with my wife?”
She placed the glass on the table and bent over to look at the messages. She shook her head and remained silent while staring at the monitor.
“What the hell is going on here, Nikki?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
I peered at her, trying to determine how she could’ve gotten into my phone. The email that she sent to me popped into my mind. The attachment downloaded differently than a normal PDF. I should’ve trusted my gut when it told me that it looked odd.
She straightened her back and looked at me. Her eyes revealed that I had busted her.
“I don’t know,” she said.
“That email you sent me, why did you send a picture as an attachment and not a message?”
She frowned and raised her shoulders. “No reason at all.”
My shoulders lowered as it dawned on me what she had done. “That attachment enabled you to hack into my email account, which is linked to my phone. You downloaded that video and all my contacts and then messaged me from Olivia’s number. I don’t know how you got the last part right, but I guess, coders, or should I say, hackers, have their way.”
“No, that’s not it.”
I smirked and shook my head. “I can’t believe I got involved with a crazy person like you. You really are sick, you know that?”
“I just wanted to be with you. What’s wrong with that?”
I actually didn’t know how to answer her. The only thing I knew was that I had to get away from her as far as possible.
That experience taught me that a few sexy encounters weren’t worth risking my family. It was incredibly stupid of me to do what I did, and I learnt my lesson. Never again would I take my incredible life for granted.
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