The Affair

Nicolas |E|

Edited

I looked at her like I never have before. My lord, this woman is remarkable! She has curves in all the right places, beautiful facial features! Strong, fierce even. She didn't need the luxury of life that I could give her. She never wants it since she already has it because her well economic status.

What she does love is the warmth and delicate feel of a mans touch.

I can tell the way she whimpers by every touch I stroke against her delicate, fair skin. The way she mumbles soft moans when our lips crash together and the intense intimacy we have when we're together.

She's wild, I like that.

"Nicolas," Her mesmerizing voice sending chills down my spine. The way she calls my name, gesturing for me to crawl into the sheets with her. "Come here, mon amour."

Oh lord, it drives me crazy when she uses that term in endearment in french. It's definitely something my wife has never done.

Instantly, I jump out of my suit and climb into bed. Under the sheets, is a beautifully carved woman. My fingers carrass her body from head to toe, I can already feel her tremble in delight. "Embrasse-moi, mon ange!" She moans once my lips contact her neck and crawl up to her full lips.

I begin to climb my way on top of her but I'm forced to freeze for a quick second while my phone buzzed. "Who is it?" She breathes between kisses.

"Does it matter?" I ask, leaning down to bite her lips for another passionate session of kisses. She pulls away, giving me a firm look. "Alright, mon amour." I stretch my hand out and grab my phone. My eyes nearly pop out as I see the caller ID. I hop off the bed with no ounce of clothing and announce, "Ma femme!"

I slide my thumb across the screen and answer. "Bonjour, mon ange." I whisper, softly.

"Hello, sweetheart!" Ruby sounds cheerful on the other line of the phone. "How is it going?"

I turn to look at my autre femme in the covers with nothing on and bite my lip. I send her a quick glance reassuring her, "Marvelous, mon ange. How are you doing?"

"Wonderful, I just came to Chloe's for a while for some tea." She continues as I cringe at the mention of that wannabe woman. "Why do you whisper?"

"I'm in the middle of a very important meeting, mon amour." I'm forced to lie. I can't have her knowing the truth!

"Oh!" She gasps, "Forgive me, mon amour. I'll call you later, Je t'aime!"

"Je t'aime" I return her statement and hang up, quickly. Facing my autre femme, I release a sigh of relief and jump back on the bed.

"Now, where were we?" I smirk as I lean in for another deep kiss as she wraps her arms around me, giggling.