James comes home very eager.
I cook dinner and we eat.
I don't know why, but he is restless. I had to force him before he ate the food.
Now,
We are in the living room watching thetelevision, perched on the floor just beside the sofa.
He slowly sneaks his hand beneath my robe.
Gently moving his lips closer to mine.
I see it coming, yet I remain stagnant, I effortlessly wait for him to get closer and grab my lips.
He keeps his stare fix on me.
His lips are very closer to mine.
I slightly quiver as,
He grabs my lips with his.
Instantly, <Bell ringing...>
James falls back, very disappointed.
"Why now!."
I cry.
I wearily move to the door.
She falls on me as soon as I open the door.
"Can I sleep over?!."
She cries out, with her face crammed with tears.
”OMG, you stink, alcohol.”
I yell at her.
She can't even stand straight.
"For sure!.”
I accept her request.
And I pull her to my room and lay her in bed.
”James, you have to leave!.”
I whisper to James, on my way to the room.
He has to leave since Izzy is around.
”Needless, Grace. We chat tomorrow morning. I'm damn tired, my headaches."
She replied to my whisper.
Damn!. I thought she couldn't hear me.
I place her in bed and she immediately falls asleep.
While James is still seated in my parlor with no intention to leave, though I made it clear to him that he has to leave.
Yet, he keeps on insisting.
This pisses me off!. I hate such situations.
"Anyway, someone around won't kill me or wake Izzy up."
I try to get calm.
I stand at the door slot,
He looks at me with a sorrowful face.
I smile back at him. He immediately understands, and we walk towards each other, with heavy smiles on.
He grabs me and yanks me on the sofa.
"Don't be too hard James, Izzy is sleeping next door. I don't want us to get her up."
I whisper into his ears and suck it.
"I will do just that baby."
Jame unzips his trouser, carries me, and places me on top of him.
I gently, shake my hips.
I'm putting on an empty nightgown with no underwear on.
He is damn delicate, he quietly rides me till we but cum. However, we didn't last for long, nor got deeper knowing that Izzy is the room.
Yet we weren't both satisfied and his facial expression clearly showed it.
I was exhausted, not because of the small ride James and I had but because of my busy, stressful, day at work. And I slept on the sofa.
The next morning,
We got up very early.
And Izzy decides to speak up.
I'm still very worried about her.
"What made you drink that much last night?. How is your son?!."
I wonder.
She takes a deep breath.
This scares me more.
"He is fine.”
She sadly replies
This cold my heart.
”What's the issue then?.”
She is still dreadful.
”The problem is Joe!. Our relationship has changed, it's so boring. We barely discuss or have something together. The worse part of it, it's sex. Damn boring. Any time we try to make love, I feel the boredom in his eyes, body, and soul. Like I am not good enough.”
She cries
I don't know what to say, I grab her in my arms, and I cuddle her.
”I love him, Grace!. I am afraid our relationship is dying."
Izzy keeps crying and this breaks my heart.
I wish I could do something about it.
"Oh sorry, my baby. How can I help?."
I'm so sorry for her.
She sniffs wiping away her tears.
”You ones spoke of a club. A sex club?. How does it work there?. Think Joe and I need orientation or something like that club!."
She is nervous, she speaks so fast and she is restless.
"That club has nothing to do with a sex orientation club. It's a perverted club. I don't think it can be helpful for you and your husband. But you can try it out with your husband!.”
I suggest.
"No!. No!. Grace... I can't go there. OMG, that so awful."
She screams.
"Don't be too judgemental. You might find your sexual passion there. Give it a try. Go and discuss it with your husband.”
I insist.
”I have to get ready for work."
I get up from my seat.
"Thanks for the night. It's time leaving!. Bye!."
She pecks me and leaves.
I get ready for work and leave the house.
As usual, work at the office is stressful.
My boss always has an eye on me. This freaks me out.
While,
Izzy goes home somehow disturbed and thoughtful about what I told her.
Her husband was worried about her all night. He had no idea about where she was. He even thought of the worst.
As soon as Izzy steps feet home.
"Baby, where were you last night?."
Joe runs and hugs her.
”I just made breakfast!.”
He adds.
She remains stagnant, staring at him. Then she takes a breath.
"Joe, I discovered your liaison!.”
He steps back dumbfound, without saying a word.
”So, you have been cheating on. Why?!. I'm aware we have some crises. But cheating?. No, no, Joe!. I gave you all my life and this is how you thank me?!."
Izzy yells breaking into tears and hitting Joe with her class clenched fists.
Tears rush down Joe's cheeks.
"I am sorry, baby. I'm so sorry. I love you, baby. Please, forgive me. It was just sex!. Nothing serious!"
He cries and he says the truth, which is hurting.
"That's the issue with us. Sex!. Sex! and only Sex!. I'm sick and tired of this!.”
She yells.
She fights to keep herself calm,
”We have to solve this because I don't think I will be able to take this again."
She shouts.
”It won't repeat itself, baby. I promise you!."
Joe keeps on beginning his wife.
"I don't think that I will be able to forget this any time soon. But, I see our main problem is sex. I met Grace, and she told me about a club. I'm septic about it but I think we have to give it a try."
Izzy suggest
"Which club?. Anything to please you!. When are we going?!."
Joe wonders
”No!. Anyway to please you, not me!.”
She retorts with a very bitter glance.
”Okay...”
Joe pull his words
"I think by Friday evening. Time for me to get our pass cards etc... through the website link she sent."
Izzy briefly explains.
"Okay. Keep me informed. I am late for work, I gat to go!".
He picks her and leaves.
He takes his car and drives off to work.
While,
Izzy remains home. She browsing the website, pays, and finally got their temporary digital pass. Then the card pass is going to be delivered to her after two days or more. Time for them to verify the information and to delete.
She calls me, I'm at work, she announces about her successful subscription.
I'm glad for her.
.
.
A few days later,
I take them to the club. They are both shocked and anxious.
"OMG!. Male stripper?!. Wow!."
Izzy screams and we both chuckle.
"I think I am never gonna leave this place."
Joe whispers.
"Baby I was told you have to fill a form. I already filled mine online."
Izzy explains.
"That's true. hey! Joe, don't be shy to fill the form put all your fantasy in. It helps them to know what you want."
I whisper into his ears.
With that, he leaves, to go fill the forms.
As for me,
”I am looking for my match tonight. Guess what Izzy?!."
I happily ask her
"What?. I am not good at guessing. Say it!."
Izzy is impatient.
”Hahaha!.”
I tease her.
”Just say it!.”
"I have two dudes tonight."
I shout and dance
"O...M...G...!. you are a bitch, baby. And a crazy one. I hope you will have to stop this someday. It's not a life!. As for me, I'm planning to quit ASAP!. I don't feel comfortable here, though it's damn addictive!."
Izzy dances with me.
"I'm not thinking about this for now. Now, I want to have fun!. I'm off baby!."
She pecks me and leaves.
I go in search of my fascinating dudes.
I can't wait to find them.