I had spent the entire day in my room playing games on my phone after the incident that had happened at breakfast earlier. Night had fallen, and I was feeling tired, so I went to sleep. You ever had that feeling where you could feel when someone is in your room? That was exactly what happened, I felt someone’s presence in my room. Opening my eyes wide, I saw a figure in the corner, I had opened my mouth to scream but no words came out because the person’s hand was over my mouth preventing me from making any noise.

“Shh, it’s me, you don’t have to scream,” his voice came out raspy.

Taking his from my mouth, I asked, “what are you doing in my room?”

“I need you, Sarah.”

“Go to your wife you scum.”

“Sarah please don’t close me out,” he pleaded, “I need you.”

“Get the fuck out!” I screamed.

“Shhh,” he said while covering my mouth. “Sarah I know you missed me. I know because I can see your erect nipples through your tank top.” He was right, I was getting excited just by him being so close to me. “Just let me give you what you have been missing,” he said seductively before kissing me on my neck.

My body was heating up; he knew exactly what he was doing, he was seducing me by kissing me at my spot. He knows once he does it, I can’t refuse him. Removing his hand from off my mouth, he lifted my tank top and started sucking on my left nipple while twirling the other with his thumb. He sucked on it some more before he gave the other the same attention.

Letting out a loud moan, he put his hand over my mouth before saying, “you have to be quiet Sarah.” Nodding my head yes, I ran my hand through his hair. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn’t fight it. I was high on lust.

Drawing me to the edge of the bed, he lifted my skirt, removed my panties then dived head in feasting on my pussy. He was sucking on my clit while massaging my breasts slowly with both of his hands. Lifting his head, he kissed me on the lips, I could taste myself on his tongue.

Unbuckling his jeans, he took his dick out of his boxers. Taking up a pillow, he placed it to cover my mouth before he plunged his dick deep within me. Luckily the pillow didn’t cover my nose, so it wasn’t preventing me from breathing. He was pumping hard and fast, and I was moaning beneath the pillow which was absorbing the sound. Rubbing my clit, he continued to fuck me hard, my orgasm was near I could feel it pushing its way downwards ready to be released. Taking his cock, he rubbed it all over my pussy before he plunged it back deep inside me. It had hit my g-spot which had caused my juices to come spurting out.

Letting out a loud growl, he started to go faster, harder and deeper which caused another orgasm to wash over me. That must have set him off because he took out his cock and came all over me.

“Ezra?” his wife called out, “where are you?”

“Shit,” he cursed out before he pulled himself together and walked outside of the room.

“I’m coming,” he shouted to her, “I was in the kitchen.”

“Okay, come back to bed.”

Sighing to myself, I got up and closed my door. I couldn’t blame the lust that I was feeling a while ago, I can only blame myself for bringing this down on me. I knew what I was getting into, I knew it would have made me feel the way I’m feeling now “used” but yet I still allowed him to come in here and take advantage of me. Going inside the bathroom, I stepped inside the tub and turned on the shower to wash his semen off me.

“What is wrong with you Sarah?” I asked myself. “Why do you keep hurting yourself like this having sex with a man who’s married? I can’t continue like this; I need to stop feeling weak under his touch for if I don’t it will cause problems. His wife seems so nice and I’m doing this to her, ruining her marriage. Stepping outside of the shower, I walked to my room where I took out my towel outside of my suitcase and dried off. Taking a white tank top and my black shorts along with my thong, I got dressed and went into bed.

Taking up my phone, I looked at my phone and saw that it was two in the morning. Sitting up in bed, I dialed my dad’s number in hopes that he is awake and could speak to me. The phone rang three times before his groggy voice came over the phone.

“Sarah, what are you doing up at this hour?” He asked.

“I’m so sorry that I woke you up dad, is just that I missed you that’s all.”

“I missed you too, sweetheart, and I will be home soon. Are Ezra and his wife treating you okay and are you behaving yourself?”

“Yes, they are,” I lied. His wife was treating me, okay, cooking me breakfast and making me stay in her home while I was doing wrong by having sex with her husband under her roof, just in the other room from where she was while Ezra was hurting both me and his wife.

“How is your trip dad?”

“It’s okay sweetheart. I was working the entire day and I’m quite sleepy. Could I call you back tomorrow?” he asked while letting out a loud yawn.

Giggling, I said, “I will talk to you tomorrow and I love you, dad.”

“I love you too sweetheart, now get some sleep.”

Hanging up the phone, I lay my head on my pillow. I remember how I had desperately wanted my dad to go away so I could have sex with Ezra, and now here I am desperately wanting him to come back. I guess the saying is true, you always get what you wish for. Sighing, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.