The beginning of it all...
A week passed since Devon was admitted to the hospital and he was finally taken home on a private contract he signed to recover, be taken care of at his home and have a personal nurse and doctor. This contract was secluded to the private patients in the hospital.
Devon was taken to his home. The ambulance was directed to his home, they arrived to a two story mansion, that had a big fountain outside. The ambulance entered the magnificent mansion and they were met by maids and butlers. A sleeping Devon was taken upstairs to his his room with an elevator. They layed Devon on his bed, hooked him to the machines and called in the doctor and nurse.
What his mansion looks like.
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After some time, Devon was finally good-to-go and they assigned Evanly to be his private nurse and caretaker.
Later that night at around midnight, Evanly had dozed off. Devon finally woke up and found himself in his bed, hooked up to machines but that didn't surprise him, what surprised him more was seeing Evanly sleeping beside him on a couch. He staired at her, unknowingly admiring her. As he staired at her, he saw bits of tears pouring down her face, she was crying?
What his bedroom looks like.
He saw her sleeping face sadden and it made him feel worried for some reason. All he could do was watch her, eventually she woke up and saw Devon staring at her with those seductive blue eyes. She staired back at him, they both staired at each other for a while, not saying a single word.
"Hey...", Evanly said, breaking the silence.
"Hey...", Devon said, as a faint smile appeared on his face.
"What's up? Are you okay?", she asked with a low, soft voice.
"I need some painkillers, my head is killing me.", he replied.
Evanly stood up from the couch, walked to her bag that was laying on a table and grabbed a box of pills from it. She poured Devon a glass of water from his mini-fridge. He took the pills and layed his head on the pillow for a bit.
"Hey, sugar-plumb. I couldn't help but notice that you were crying, why?", Devon asked.
"Oh, was I...? Um...my apologies, I just had a nightmare.", Evanly replied in a low voice.
"Really? Well, do you want to talk about it, sugar-plumb?", he asked sweetly.
Evanly was so overwhelmed with her emotions about Justin that she decided to tell Devon about her and Justin.
"Do you want to sit on my bed? And don't get the wrong idea", Devon patted the bed beside him.
"Sure.", Evanly climbed into Devon's bed and layed next to him, resting her head on the pillow.
"So, what's bothering you?", he asked.
"You supposedly know my husband, right. Remember the day we met?", Evanly asked.
"Yes? What about it?", he raised his eyebrow.
"That's the day everything began to change...he began spending a lot of time with Lunna, he began acting really strange and when we got back home, he became really distant.", Evanly said, breathing a deep sigh.
"Oh...okay...so you're trying to say he's cheating on you?", he asked. I felt happy that she trusted me enough to tell me about her problems.
"Uh-no...well, I don't know but j don't think he's cheating on me, right?", Evanly looked worried.
"You said he was spending a lot of time with Lunna. Who's Lunna?", he asked.
"She's my big sister.", Evanly replied.
"So, you're trying to say he's cheating on you with your sister!?", he turned to her, confused.
"What!? No, why would he do that? That would break my heart into a million pieces...if he ever did that, I don't even know what I'd do.", she clenched her hands, putting them on her chest.
"What do you actually want from him right now?", Devon asked.
"I need his love and affection.", she replied.
"Oh, sugar-plumb... I'm always available, you know that. And I can give you all the love and affection you need.", Devon teased Evanly.
"No way, Devon!?", Evanly laughed. "You probably have a girlfriend and even if you didn't, still 'no'.
"Well, why not?", He asked.
"Because you deserve a better women.", she replied, awkwardly.
Devon looked at Evanly, confused.
"What do you mean by that?", he asked.
"Don't worry about that, it's not important.", she replied quickly.
I stayed at his place for a few days and during those days him and I got closer,we began to form a weird friendship.
And so began a strange sexual tension between us. On the second night, he had to take a bath and so I helped him get out of bed, which by itself was hard, considering our different height, weight and size but then everything suddenly took a turn.
I walked up to him and I saw his eyes lit up like bright stars. I raised my eyebrow and chuckled at his childish behavior. I slightly knelt beside him, put his arm over my shoulder and helped him lift himself up. I could his weight exerting onto me like a huge rock, I felt my muscles tense up, Gosh was he heavy but he looked so fit.
"Ouch!, that hurts like a bitch!", he grunted in pain. I felt so sorry for him, considering how fresh his wounds were and in both legs. It must have been excruciating.
"I'm sorry, I know, i know it hurts but just keep enduring it for just a little bit. Just hold onto me, okay?", I gently guided him to the bathroom. I had prepared a warm bath for him with a little stool to put his casted leg.
I helped him gently take off his clothes. This felt so strange and sexual. My gosh, his abs, his chest, and muscles were all bulging and toned so well, as if he were a bodybuilder. I felt my body tense up. The feeling of temptation biting, nudging me, beckoning me to touch him feel his body. His manly cent hit my nostrils, it smelled so good. As I took a closer look, I saw many healed cuts on his wrist and I mean like a lot. What in the world. I decided to ignore it and mind my own business.
"Evanly? Hey? Evenly?", Devon snapped me back to reality.
"Oh shit... I'm so sorry, I just...um...", i cleared my throat and proceeded to undress him.
My heart was thumping so intensely. What was I thinking? No, Evanly! You're fucking married, Gosh! Control yourself! I know I'm horny but I won't do something I'll regret.
I helped him get into the water, I lifted his casted leg and gently put it on the stool, I had unbandaged his other leg. I could see the agonising pain in his eyes. He kept his underwear on for obvious reasons I mean why would he take it off, so that I can see...his...his...um...di- Stop!
I took a cloth, drenched it with the warm water and began wetting Devon's body. I poured the water onto his hair, it was so silky, shiny and smooth. He looked so...hot. His blue eyes stared back at me, it felt so hipnotizing. As I was washing his hair he suddenly looked up at me with soft eyes.
"Your hands feel amazing I'm even falling asleep. You're gentle with me, thank you.", he smiled warmly.
"My pleasure, Devon. My job is to take care of you and shall do my very best."
I continued to his hair then moved on to his body. I could feel my chest tighten and the aur get thinner. I began gently scrubbing him with a cloth full of soap. His muscles where so hard and bulging. I couldn't help but run my bare hands on his chest, dazed. I realised what I was doing and quickly removed my hand. I saw Devon slightly smirk. He looked unbothered about it and just kept quiet.
"Okay, we're done, let's get you out.
I began lifting his up while holding a towel in my hand. Right as he slightly stood, I wrapped a towel around his waist. He groaned in pain as he stepped out of the water, a bit of blood trickled down his injured leg and arm.
"You're doing great okay, come let's go over to your bed and get you dressed. I know it hurts but just stay strong for me for a little longer, okay.", I looked up at him.
"Okay, I can do that.", I helped get over to his bed and he gently helped him sit down. He let out a sigh and groaned once more in pain.
"You're okay, it's okay."
I began properly drying him, then I applied some lotion, after doing so, I left the room to give him some privacy so that he could put oh his underwear, not that I wouldn't mind doing it for him but my loyalty to my husband is much stronger than my desires.
After a few minutes, I heard his voice call me. His voice was just the sweetest thing to hear, it was a melody to my ears. I went back inside and shut the door behind me. As soon as he saw me his eyes lit up. He must like men huh?
I walked over to his walk in colest. I was struck with aw as I admired the size of his closet and the number of fancy, expensive clothes, shoes, watches and everything. How rich is this man?
I saw some knee length, grey shorts and a black t-shirt I grabbed them and walked out. He set on the bed, half naked, patiently waiting for me.
"Are these fine or should I change them?", I lifted the clothes so he could see them.
"I'll wear anything you pick for me, Evanly.", he spoke so softly it melted my heart. He smiled so warmly at me that it made my stomach flip. Was he flirting with me?
"R-right, okay.", I cleared my throat and proceeded to walk over to him. I helped him get dressed then began dressing his wounds. I helped him get into his blanket. I set down beside him.
"Would you like me to moisturize your face and hair? It's like a face care thing...", I asked him.
"Sure, I would love that.", he nodded with a warm smile on his face. I quickly grabbed my skin care products. I set beside him and began applying the products and massaging his face, after finishing. He opened his eyes and smiled at me.
"Your hands were truly crafted by the heavens themselves. That felt amazing. Thank you sugar-plumb."n his eyes were just so majesticn, they were too beautiful, so pure yet tired. His eyelashes were even better than mine. This man was truly beautiful.
"Are you hungry?", he asked.
"No but I am tired. Won't you mind sitting beside me and keeping me company?", he asked while leaning back into his pillow.
The thought of sitting next to him, on his bed just made me uncomfortable but I wanted to, the guy was suffering, I mean that's the least I can do, right. This isn't my desires talking me into this. I can control myself no matter what.
"W-why not. I quickly cleaned, then I climbed onto his bed and set beside him. We set in silence then when I looked beside me, I saw that he was fast asleep. He looked so peaceful despite the bruises on his face. I too closed my eyes and drifted into sleep.
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During those days I called Justin day and night, sometimes he didn't answer, other times he cut the calls short telling me he's busy or tired.
On the fifth day I finally went back home. When I arrived into the house something was not right. Our furniture was moved around, there was a distinct smell lingering around the house, it smelled like perfume. I went upstairs carrying my bags and went to my room. I put the bags down on my bed and began changing my clothes. I quickly unpacked and cleaned around the room. As I was cleaning I went down and began cleaning under the bed, whilst cleaning I saw something laying at the corner of the bed, I pulled it and saw that it was that they were...PANTIES!?!?
Who's panties were these for, I certainly didn't have panties like that, so who were they for? Right at that moment Justin walked into the bedroom and as soon as he saw what I was holding his became pale. He stood at the door, looking at the panties I was holding.
"Who's fucken panties are these for?!", I angrily asked.
He stayed quiet.
"ANSWER ME!"
~TO BE CONTINUED...~