I was unable to go back to sleep because what I heard was weighing heavily on my mind. Ezra was having sex with someone else when I was just in the other room within earshot. How could he have done this to me? Wasn’t I good enough for him? I asked myself. Tears started pouring outside of me. I felt used and betrayed. I cried the entire night until my eyes eventually closed down, and I drifted off to sleep.

Knock! Knock! Came a sharp thud at the door. Getting out of bed, I wiped my eyes and went to answer it to see who was at the door. Opening the door, I saw a pretty blond, whose legs were long and tanned. She looked like a supermodel. How could I compete with her? I asked myself.

“Hello, good morning,” she greeted cheerfully with her angelic voice.

“Good morning, what’s your name?”

“Sarah,” I replied.

“Nice to meet you Sarah I am Mrs. Rodriquez, Ezra’s wife”

“Did you just say, wife?”

“Yes, I am Maria his wife; he didn’t tell you about me?” I was about to answer when we heard him coming from outside of his room. “Ezra why didn’t you tell Sarah that you had a wife?” she asked with a hurt expression on her face.

“We don’t speak much, so it never came up.” Was he serious? Disowning me like that even if he didn’t want to tell her the truth about what we were and what we didn’t he didn’t have to lie about our communication. Tears were threatening to fall, but I refused to let them. There’s no way I was going to cry for a man who lies about something so simple as talking to me.

“You guys work together; don’t you talk to her every day?”

“Err- that’s different. We are at work; I don’t see where it was important to mention my wife.”

Ignoring his comment, she turned to me and said while smiling before walking away, “It was nice meeting you Sarah; I’m going to make breakfast, I will see you in a bit.” Looking at Ezra, I rolled my eyes at him before I pushed the door to close it in his face, but before I could he ran up and put his foot in the way blocking me from closing it.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean for it to come out this way.”

“Then when were you hoping for it come out Ezra? How come you weren’t wearing a ring the entire time I saw you, not even the tan line was there.” I asked him, but I didn’t get any reply, “I hate you and I can’t wait for my dad to come home so I can leave here.”

“Sarah please-” using all my strength, I closed the door in his face, cutting off his words. Walking back to the bed, I jumped on it and started crying my eyes out. Of course, he would have a wife, I was so stupid to think that he would be single, he is so handsome and sweet.

Who wouldn’t want to be a part of his life?

“Sarah, are you okay?” Mrs. Rodriquez’s voice called out a few minutes later. I guess she could hear my loud sobs from all the way downstairs.

“Yeah I am fine,” I lied. It wasn’t like I had no other choice. Was I supposed to tell her that I have fallen for a married man, he had taken my virginity and I love him, oh and that the man turns out to be her husband.

I hate Ezra so much right now. He had completely led me on and he knew that he was married, but yet still he fucked me, wasn’t that considered cheating? He was a cheater, he cheated on his totally hotwife. I do wish I could be in her position, though, to be next to him every night cuddled up under the covers or we just having sex. I can’t deny that he wasn’t good at pleasing me, I guess that’s what had made me fall in love with him.

“Can you come get something to eat please?” She asked, “I don’t like the idea of you being in the room all day without eating something.”

“I’ll be there soon; I just need to freshen up.”

“Okay,” she replied before walking away, her heels echoing on the tiled floor.

Opening my suitcase, I took out my clothes and my bathroom essentials that I would need to take a shower and brush my teeth. Walking inside the bathroom, I stepped inside the tub and turned on the shower where I allowed the water to cascade down my body. Putting my head under the shower, I started to cry again, for the second time within less than an hour. “I’m so stupid,” I repeated over and over again while beating my fist against the wall. After a few minutes, I could feel the warm water turning cold, so I turned off the shower and stepped out. Wrapping my towel around my naked frame, I went to the bathroom sink to brush my teeth.

After I was finished, I exited the bathroom with my things. Packing them back inside my suitcase, I took out one of my skirts, a red one that I had picked out to wear for Ezra. What use does it have now? What use does all these clothes have now? I asked myself while looking at them in disgust. Getting dressed in the red skirt and a tank top with no bra, I walked downstairs. I was relieved that Ezra was nowhere around. Taking a seat at the kitchen table, Mrs. Rodriquez put a hot steaming plate of eggs, bacon, and waffles in front of me and told me to dig in and that was exactly what I did. I was midway through my meal when I saw Ezra coming down the stairs, we had made eye contact for a brief moment before I looked away. Kissing his wife, I almost gagged at the sight, it was a romantic gesture, but I was still salty over what he did to me.

Taking the plate of food that she handed him, he came and sat right next to me, I was debating to move, but it would have looked suspicious so I stayed where I was. Coming to sit opposite us, she started talking to her husband while eating. I didn’t hear a word that they exchanged for I had zoned them out completely. I didn’t need to hear them discussing their marital life. I was minding my own business and eating in silence when I felt his hand running up my thigh. I had desperately wanted to flash his hand off my body, but his touch was causing my body to tingle and making my vagina respond in a way that I didn’t want it to.

His hand was nearing my crotch, and I knew he could feel the heat that was emitting off between my legs. Pushing his hand up my skirt, he shifted my panties and started to rub my clit. It felt like Deja–Vu all over again. What the hell was I doing leading this on? He has a wife for Christ’s sake. Putting my hand under the table, I tried to remove his hand, but before I could his fingers latching onto my clit pinching it. Taking up the napkin off the table, I screamed into it. What the hell was he trying to do? His wife was opposite us for goodness sake.

“Are you okay Sarah?” Mrs. Rodriquez asked in a concerned tone.

Nodding my head, I told her I was okay and if I could be excused before I pinched Ezra’s hand and fixed my clothes under the table. Running up the stairs in my room, I closed the door behind me and started panting for air.