Skulls and Roses || BL 18+

31-Lies

Tristan lit up his cigarette, sitting at the corner of the bed.

"Do you have work tomorrow?"

"Nah, but I need to visit a friend".

"I see..."

"By the way, that...felt great. Its so good to see you like this again..."

"What do you mean? I have always been like this"

"I just mean that...These days, you were..."

"Well yeah...But I told you right, I just needed a break".

Jen gets up and moves towards Tristan.

Then wrapping her arms around his back, she says, "I know, honey. But from next time, don't hide it from me okay? If there's anything I can do to help you, I will. Especially, if you need..." Jen pressed her boobs against his back.

Tristan touched her hand and laughed, "Yeah yeah sure"

But Tristan knew that what he needed was not her.

This was the third time.

It was the third time, he saw Sam.

That boy must really be something...

To make him like this...

"I'll go to bed now, Good night honey" Jen says.

"Goodnight, dear" Tristan smiles.

It was so easy. Just make up a story.

He was afterall, a consummate liar.

And his wife, so blindly in love, would believe anything her husband says.

Why would she not?

Outside, Tristan seemed like the perfect husband.

He had a good income, he belonged from a wealthy family, he even had the good looks.

Despite being married for a long time, he had never once cheated and loved and doted on his wife like  the beginning.

But on the inside...

Very few knew of his hobby.

One of them was...

Anthony Smith.

When Jen falls asleep...

Tristan pulls out his phone and walks up to the balcony.

He scrolls down before finding a contact number  saved as, "Anthony".

Calling the number, Tristan took a drag of his cigarette.

"No response".

Tristan looked down at his phone and started counting, "1...2..."

"And 3"

Just then his phone buzzed with a call.

"Hello, Anthony"

"Long time no see"