"I can't explain why is this happening, Margaret, but you started it first. You know i will like you that's why you are doing this!" I said
I was gonna expect 2 things :
1. Another tight slap
2. An embrace or a short kiss followed by her saying "i'm sorry"
Nope, it didn't happen, instead the 2 security guards came over instead and told us to go to a hotel to settle our business... Not here as the surveillance camera is right above us.
Our faces were really red from the shaming and she suggested we go elsewhere. I messaged my boss and told him that my car broke down and she applied for sick leave. Seemingly synchronised in the mind.
We scurried over to her Mini Cooper and she looked really grumpy. It was a silent ride and I don't know where is she heading. Driving at 140kmph on the expressway with Thai music blasting from her stereo and windows open at 3pm (you read correctly) was kind of attention seeking.
So i held her hand and tears just started streaming down her cheeks. I do not know was it me who was too violent or was there something inside her heart that needs some soothing.
At this instance, my wife messaged me "Where you? Can you fetch me?"
Shit happens. So i had to call her right? But not when there's a mad woman on the wheels with Thai techno pumping out from the speakers. My wife will surely be thinking i'm with a Thai hussy or at a hang flower joint. I replied her I'm in a meeting.
"OK.
" She replied
"....what's wrong with you, hubby?" came the next line
Then comes a whatsapp voice message saying "Then what time you can come fetch me?"
So... Margaret heard the voice message and she smiled. "She's got a sweet voice. Let go of me, asshole!"
My mind is all confused now. In the beginning, she seems to be the person leading me on and now, she wants to call me names and assume I'm the bad guy?
I told her to stop somewhere. This asshole (yours truly) needs to reply my WIFE. She stopped her car at side road as we looked for a shade to park under. She stepped out of her car and tears were still flowing down her cheeks as she reaches for something in the passenger seat
Margaret stopped crying and took out a whisky flask from her handbag, unscrewed the cap frantically and took a long swig. Man, she really loves drinking!
So i told my wife I'm outside now at the job site and will be home rather late as I'm in my colleagues car.. because her car looks more presentable (this is the beauty of chinese language, in written form, the look different, but the word 'His' and 'Hers' sounds exactly the same... )
She said she will be home late as she will be going to her Mom's place. I sense she knows something is weird about me. The usually 24/7 available hubby is not able to fetch her. As i tried to explain, my wife hung up. I redialed but she did not pick up.
Margaret laughed and said "I had that before.... my hubby will tell me all these things, but you, at least you redial.. .you are not beyond salvation"
I was quiet. I felt awkward and guilty. I kissed a heart broken lady to give her more heartache and now i'm cheating on my wife to break Margaret's heart even more.
"I'm broken anyway... " Margaret said as stormed to my side of her car and pressed her body against mine. I looked at her in shock as she kissed my lips, moving to my chin and neck. I did not resist. As she moved her lips on top of mine again, I can taste the lingering whisky in her mouth. I wanted more of her.
Cars were zooming by as we amorously kissed as i leaned on the hot frame of her Mini. She was perspiring too but somehow, it was a real turn on to see it. I never knew that there are woman that knows what they really want...and I've never kissed like this before.
As she slithers her tongue into my lips and twirls around my tongue, I'm thinking she must be a snake. I never recalled any of my ex being able to do more than an simple but wet version of CPR, which i would have naively called it "french kiss"
We stopped and she leaned her head on my shoulders. I was still stoned but I was really turned on and was really hard down there. I'm sure she can feel it as her thighs were rubbing up and down my groin while we snogged.
"Margaret... we barely knew each other!" i yelled at her in defense. Maybe i want to re-instate my 'Good hubby' reputation with this statement. But she was rubbing my hard on with her hand as she smiled
"This doesn't look like you don't want me...." she scoffed.
"It's really too fast my dear... " i retorted "I need to go home... why don't we pretend nothing happened?"
I was frantic. I am torn between a beautiful woman I'd have risked everything for and my wife who will be so upset if she knows what I've done.
At the same time, i was worried what will be the end of this affair like.
Just then, Margaret holds my groin with a tighter grip and use her right thumb to swirl around the head of my dick.
"Wanna fuck me?" Margaret whispered