Chapter 6 Christopher and Lucia, his mistress!

It has been three days since the last time I talked to my husband's lover, I don't understand anything, Christopher is getting more and more affectionate, I imagine that his lover already told him about my plans, and he is plotting something worse for me, I must not let my guard down at any time, I have never been a woman who has needed to be "cunning" in any sense, but this time I had to get the smart thing from anywhere. It was clear that this woman would not agree to my proposal, so I must look for evidence to prove my husband's infidelity, the conversations on his phone were not enough, I needed something more telling, some photo or something like that... it's Monday, the week begins, he is getting dressed up more than usual, he is wearing a dark suit quite elegant, with a white shirt, he applied a cologne on his chin, the weekend he was at the hairdresser fixing his nails and massaging his body, my husband was too desirable, he was attractive, for his age, he was too flashy, I liked him, but it hurt me that he was not mine. "But how well dressed you are today for work Cris," I tell her with a touch of sarcasm, I can't help it no matter how much I want to, my eyes are filled with fury when I see how she dresses up for her, it's logical. "Dear, today we have a very important meeting," he tells me as he finishes adjusting him tie. "Important meeting, yes of course of course", actually I could be a masochist, but I don't want him to be seen with that woman and much less to be intimate with him , I must do something to avoid it, I think I will seduce him and I will be the one who will enjoy how well-groomed he is, before he leaves for work, like in the old days; fortunately I just took a shower, While he finishes grooming himself, I leave my skin bare, I am thankful I still have a good body, now that his mistress is pregnant it is an advantage for me. I stand in front of him, and let my silk robe fall to the floor, my body is exposed, and my breasts are erect, Cristopher opens his eyes to my surprise. "Hum dear, but I'm all dressed up, I'm going to the office". I put my hand directly on his crotch and I corroborate that it's having the expected effect, and it's true, his manhood is ready for a fuck, but it won't be with his lover! "Remember when we first got married how we had nights of intense passion, we didn't even sleep because we loved each other, until a few years ago we made love every day. What happened my love?" I start kissing his neck, I stand on my tiptoes to reach him, while my hands brush his body, I can feel how he gets excited and his breath hitches. "Darling, you're making me crave for your body, and I have very little time to get to the meeting," he starts kissing me hard, "delicious! " It's been a long time since I felt such pleasant kisses, fortunately I have no feelings included now, but, just as he has used me in his moments, I can do it too, after all he is my husband. "I won't take much of your time," I bring out my bi*** side, I get on my knees leaving my ass in his sight, with one stroke I unzip his pants, I notice he's wearing new underwear, "damn," I pull out his dick and with the pleasure any wife would have for tasting her husband I take it to my mouth, I can feel how his hands caress my back, while I simply with my head I make movements to make him feel pleasure, I know Cristopher won't resist, he lifts me from the floor, he throws me to the bed, he opens my legs and in three seconds he's on top of me, I know Christopher is not going to resist, he lifts me off the floor, throws me on the bed, spreads my legs and in three seconds he is on top of me, he doesn't even undress, only from his waist down, I am surprised by the desire he feels, I am on the edge and although the intention was only to empty him, I started to enjoy it too. His thrusts were too strong, I felt how my hips were leaning towards him involuntarily, in my mind was only the idea of wanting revenge, oh, but I was failing, he bends down and takes my breasts into his mouth while he keeps wiggling on top of me, I think I'm going to cum, ok oh, I will! --fail! I succumb to his charms and enjoy it. Christopher does the same, he emits a loud hoarse moan, he was filling me with pleasure. "Darling, you are delicious," Cristopher tells me while he recovers his breath. "Go on!!, leave, it's going to be late. Cristopher comes out of the charm and looks at his watch, it was indeed getting late. He quickly fixes his clothes and goes to the bathroom, he made a half attempt to bathe his intimate part, he combs his hair again, applies his best perfume and runs out. "Darling, I have to go," he approaches me and gives me a wet kiss, I can't hold my doubts, I put on a sweatshirt I have on hand quickly, I put my hair in a high bun, I can't manage to comb it, a pair of tennis shoes and I go out to chase him, although I know it's toxic what I do, the uncertainty and the desire to meet the pregnant woman are killing me, it was obvious that I wasn't going to his office. I let him take his car and leave the house, I immediately take a cab that was already waiting for me, my car could easily recognize him, we are chasing him, and the route is not that of the company, I knew it! "Carlos, please stop, let's hope he gets a bit of a head start, don't let him out of your sight". "Yes ma'am, that's what I'm trying to do" Carlos smiles at me through the rearview mirror, he's quite a handsome dark-haired man. Carlos is a 28-year-old young man, a friend recommended him to me, she was also chasing her husband, she was the one who gave me the idea, there I was taking unnecessary advice, I should just ask for a divorce and that's it, but my masochism is stronger than my pride. Cristopher parks his car in front of a house in a middle-class neighborhood, although it is a beautiful little house, it is white with balconies and a beautiful garden. He honks the car horn and immediately out comes a little boy about two years old and a pregnant woman. Holy shit! Cristopher was not only expecting a child, but he had a complete family outside the home, the child throws himself into his arms and I can hear him shouting "daddy", he hugs him tightly, he never had that facet of a loving father with my children. The woman gives him a kiss and they hug, but not with such intensity, I feel how my heart breaks with the scene and the tears inevitably begin to fall, I take a handkerchief out of my bag and dry them, I feel how Carlos' eyes look at me through the rearview mirror. "Have you never seen a woman cry in your chases or what?" I tell him quite ironically, I was annoyed "Yes ma'am, in fact, I've seen a lot, it's the most common thing, I just ask myself the everyday question: Why don't they get divorced?" He makes a suggestive grimace, I want to murder him, who asked him his opinion? I go back to the scene, everyone enters the house, they were already leaving my sight, I really still didn't understand the reasons why Christopher was doing everything, he was a fake, he was showing real love, I felt it, I was at a crossroads. "Take me home Carlos, please!" I say to the cab driver with my voice cracking. "Miss. Amanda, there are still three hours left of my service, I don't make refunds because I am a contractor through a third party, if you have something else to do, I will transport you, I say so you don't lose the payment for your services". I look at the nosy cab driver out of the corner of my eye, with that he understands that I wanted to be in my house, all the way I did nothing but cry, it was proven that he was the true proof of stupidity and lack of self-respect. Carlos can only sigh and see me in the rearview mirror, while I cry, I realize that he is too handsome, it is a pity that he is driving a cab, he should be in a magazine for models, something like that, I do not even coordinate my thoughts, after crying, I end up smiling unconsciously. Good thing at that moment Carlos is looking straight ahead. ;;Meanwhile at Lucia's house;;. Christopher narrates. I can't help the feeling Amanda gives me, lately with Lucia we haven't been able to be together, facing the lack of attention for my crotch, Amanda is the quickest and easiest option, I can't complain either, she is much younger than my lover, but she is still very simple for everything, I am happy when I return to my second home. After how easy it was to unburden my desire this morning with Amanda, I go back to Lucia's house, there is my beautiful son Julien, and my dear Lucia, she is a beautiful woman of 39 years old, economics graduate, she is quite intelligent, besides independent, when I met her she was only Samantha's mother and she did not hesitate for a second to give me a son, and then without being expecting it, in less than two years we will have a little daughter, I will adjust my divorce with Amanda to my convenience and go with them far away from the country. "My loves! How are you, don't you know how much I miss you?" "I must talk to you Cris, something terrible has happened." "What happened Lucia?" I ask her intrigued, although I'm starving, I smell a delicious breakfast and I approach the kitchen, she's making waffles, my favorite. "Give me something to eat first woman, you tell me about it". Lucia serves the table, I help her with Julien's breakfast and we share as a family, I pass by what she wants to tell me for now, I have to take Julien to the kindergarten and go to the office, I don't have much time to be alone with my beloved, although she is not of my interest either, because of her condition we have not been able to be intimate. "Cris, we have to talk," Lucia approaches me, I imagine it's the same as always, when am I going to get divorced? blah blah, the topic is already quite tedious, I better go, if I leave my wife, it's because of her negative things and I don't want to have them with my new family. "Love, I have a meeting, I love you," I approach her and give her a kiss, I take my little one and leave immediately. Lucia's eyes filled with anger, Christopher acted like a selfish man, he didn't even bother to listen to her, he had always behaved self-centered, even though the first months of romance were incomparable, since he asked her for a child he has done nothing but treat her as if she were his real wife, he only keeps her at home, taking care of Julien and her pregnancy. After meeting that man her life changed, she was no longer that independent woman, who worked for herself and her only daughter, she let herself be clouded by the mirage of a married man, who, although he had money, did not offer her any kind of security, as crazy as he was, his wife Amanda was basically right.