Guilty Pleasure

Hot Secrets

"I... uh... I have a headache." 

"Have you been drinking?"

"No, I just lost some sleep."

"Hmmm. You know what, Jalissa? I feel like you're hiding something from me."

"I should be the one to say that."

"I don't understand."

I pass mom her phonr. "Who's Boss?"

Her expression remains calm. "That shouldn't concern you."

"Is he your boss? Your supervisor? Because that's kind of messed up. He's using his power to take advantage of you." 

To my shock, she laughs. "Jalissa, you are taking this too far. It's your dad." 

"What?!" 

"We met at the conference and one thing led to another..."

"Don't tell me you..."

"It's not a big deal, Jalissa."

"But you cheated on Damon!"

"It doesn't feel like cheating. Frank was my husband, and it was very casual. It didn't mean anything." 

She smiles and shrugs. 

She doesn't seem to care about hurting Damon. She doesn't take him seriously. Maybe she's only dating him for the food and s*x. Nothing more. I know it shouldn't justify what I did or what I will. But now, I feel less guilty about seducing Damon.

And speaking of Damon, he finally walks in the house. I notice he put on a shirt, but he still looks dreamy. His mood too seems to have improved, but I wonder if it's an act. "Sorry I'm late, ladies. So, what would you like for lunch?"

*** The next day: Damon should show up soon. Ah, there he is! He walks in all confident and strong and it only makes me want to throw myself on him. I take a deep breath and greet him as he approaches. "I heard people talking about the sexiest trainer in this gym. I think they talked about you."

"Really?"

"That's just my assumption. But I won't mind doing some tests to check if that's true." 

He leans on the counter, smirking. "And how would you do that?"

"I can show you. When are you available? It's for research purposes." 

I wink at him, giggling. He looks at me suspiciously. "Jalissa..."

"Don't tell me that you don't want it. I still remember how wild you were that night on the couch."

"Jalissa, that's enough."

"There's really no need for us to feel bad about... Whatever." This is not the place to tell him that my mom is cheating/ 

"Anyway, my first client is here." 

He steps away and greets a man who just walked in. Just about then, Cody walks in from the other direction of the locker room. "Hey, Jalissa! Oh, wow. You look  so hot today. I think I'm burning calories without even working out."

My outfit works! "Thanks, Cody. You know that there are other things we can do to burn those calories, right?"

"Yeah, I have many things in my mind."

Our voices carry through the reception area, enough to draw Damon's attention. "Okay, Cody, that's enough. You came here to work out, not flirt."

"That's exactly what I plan to do. I'm just asking Jalissa if she wants to join me sometimes. You know s*x burns calories, don't you?" 

Damon's reaction is funny. He's trying to keep his cool but failing. "Leave her alone, Cody. You're harassing her at her workplace."

"Oh, I'd never do that! Do you think I'm harassing you, Jalissa?"

"No, not at all. You're just being straightforward. Going after what you want. And I like men like that." Cody smirks. 

"Awesome!"

Damon does not look amused. "Leave now, Cody, or I'll report you."

"Wow. So, you're threatening me now? Not cool, man. Not cool at all." Cody scowls and walks out. 

"I..."

"My client is waiting for me."

To my annoyance, Damon leaves. But at least I'm knowing I made him jealous! 

*** After a long afternoon at work, I return home. Damon is already there, preparing dinner. He's lucky. Works half a day with full pay. "Hi."

"Jalissa." He gives me undivided attention as soon as I walk in. "So, what's the deal with you and Cody?"

"It's all just a joke. Don't take it seriously."

"Cody might take it seriously." 

"And why is that a problem? He's kinda cute anyways."

"He's average. Plus, he can be an asshole." 

"If he's annoying, why's he still your friend?"

"I'm just trying to be nice."

"You can be honest. Are you jealous of him?"

"No. Why would I?"

I smile. "You look sexy when you're mad." I place my hand on Damon's face and he looks confused. 

"What if... what if Kara sees you like this? I'm aiming for a proper breakup, not a severe one."

"Oh, she won't see. We just have to be careful." I lean in and smile. "Come on. Show me why I should be doing this with you, not Cody."

After hesitating, he kisses me back. His hands pull me closer to him until I feel his heartbeat on his chest. He starts to explore my body until I stop him when he reaches for my underwear. "I heard something." 

We step away from each other and just in time: "Is dinner ready?"

"No! We just got started. It probably take us about an hour." 

Damon looks at me and I can barely keep a straight face. "Can you hurry up?"

"I'll try. Jalissa will help me. You just turn on the TV and get comfortable. The food will be done before you know it."

"Okay." 

She walks away and closes the door. "See? She won't find out."

"Yeah, thanks to you. And now, we have one hour to ourselves. How do you want to spend it?"

"You know how." I pull him in for a kiss. He kisses me back, tugging at my clothes looking for a way to undress me just enough to make way for him. 

"Bend over." 

I'd do anything for this man. He runs his hand along my back, slowly working their way under my clothes. "You feel ready." He whispered. 

"You're so bad."

"So are you." he whispers in my ear, covering my hands with his. I feel him push deeper and I struggle to moan his name. He moves harder and faster, claiming me. It's over, but as I adjust my clothes, I'm still dazed from the intensity. Damon kisses me again. 

"Naughty girl... I adore you. Now let's cook that dinner." 

** Later that night: I need to tell Damon what I know. He won't feel the need to be so mindful about staying with mom. But first, maybe I should text dad and hear his side. 

Jalissa: How are you, dad?

Frank: I'm doing great, Jalissa. 

Frank: How about you? 

Jalissa: Not bad. 

Jalissa: Have you talked to mom?

Frank: A couple. That's it.

Jalissa: Really? Are you sure you're not doing anything else?

Frank: What are you getting at? 

Jalissa: I saw your texts. Why did you cheat on her if you're still into her? You're making your life complicated. Mom is cheating on her boyfriend, and you're cheating on your girlfriend. 

Frank: Mind your business, Jalissa. You have nothing to do with this. 

Jalissa: But I have the right to ask. What is going on?!

Frank: That was a mistake, okay? I fought with my girlfriend and your mother was having a bad day. I was close by, so we talked and spent time together.

Frank: You know the rest

Jalissa: Will you meet her again?

Frank: Probably not. My relationship is on thin ice. If I make another mistake, it's over. 

Jalissa: Ig that's all I need to know. Night. 

Frank: Goodnight. 

This is so weird

*** The next day, after another day at work... Another late shift, another chance to bring Damon closer. He said he'll give me a ride after he finished his workout. I look for him among the gym equipment.

And finally, I see him. "Hey."

"Hey, Jalissa. Done with work?"

"Yeah, so I thought I'd watch." 

Damon chuckles. "Smooth."

"I'm not a smooth talker, but I can use my mouth for better things." I lick my lips and Damon looks shocked.

"Jalissa! What if the customers hear you? Or Rita?"

"There's no one here anymore. We have this place all to ourselves."

"I see our little kitchen event left you eager." He runs his hand through his hair smiling but still hesitant. "Damon... you should know something. There's a reason why I don't feel guilty about being with you. I think mom was hooking up with my dad."

"What?"

"I saw her texts. I talked to her and dad. They both said they met during her trip."

"That doesn't make sense. She told me she hated your dad."

"Maybe that changed... or it was a mistake." 

His laugh is bitter, but he shakes his head. "I can't believe she cheated on me. Maybe I should've left her a long time ago. Maybe... I should just leave today." 

"No! You need to stay! At least... until the end of the summer?"

"The end of the summer? I'll consider it. Now, I gotta go shower." 

I wait for a bit, but can't resist going after him. "Damon?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you done? I got worried."

"Relax. I'm just trying to think." 

"Are you okay?"

I have problems keeping eye contact. "Honestly, no. I tried heard to get it together, to change into a better person. I thought dating someone would help... but look at how that worked. No matter what I do, I fee like I can't do anything right. I don't want to be a bad guy, Jalissa." 

"You're not a bad guy. In fact, there's one thing you can do right in your life right now."

"What is it?"

Without delay, I undress. "Let me make you feel better and you can do the same to me."

"That would be great." 

I step closer and kiss him. He smells so damn good. I kiss his collarbone before holding him. "You know... You're not the only one who feels like a mess. I've lived my whole life trying to fulfill her expectations. But I failed. And now, I failed her big time."

"But you didn't mean to do this, right? You didn't plan to be in this situation." Damon speaks softly as he slowly kisses my neck. 

"I didn't. Like you, I don't want to be a bad person. I never wanted to hurt her. I..." I stop when Damon's lips move to my chest. 

"Go on, I'm listening."

"I know she has her flaws, but I don't want to be a villain in her life. But I've become one."

Damon stops kissing me and looks at me. I see both sadness and frustration in his eyes. "That's how I've been feeling. Glad to know I'm not alone."

"Oh trust me, you're not alone. I made my fair share of mistakes."

"What we have is not a mistake." Damon kisses my forehead. 

"Yes, but I still wonder if I screwed up and there's no point of turning back now." 

Damon kisses me and presses his body against mine. "Since we've both screwed up, why don't we do it more? Come here." 

He sits on one of the benches and pulls me on his lap. I pull at his towel until his erection is exposed. His fingers trail my body and my hand reaches for him. He takes off my bra, kissing my breasts. His fingers hover my underwear and in a moment, rips the fabric. 

He kisses me as he slid inside me, straddling me on his lap. It feel so amazing and I kiss his neck, not even caring if  I leave a hickey and he lowers his head to reach my breasts. He lifts me off of  him. "Go to the mirror." 

I nod and lean against the counter. Damon comes up behind me, picking up the pace and I look at our reflection. I can see him, completely lost in desire. Damon switches positions and lifts me up. His arms hold me as he finishes. We lose ourselves and can barely breathe. Finally, we slip in the shower and get ready to go home. 

"Feeling better?"

"A lot. You did a good job cheering me up. Thanks."

"What can I get as a thank you?"

"Well, I have a plan." He pulls me into another kiss, leaving me happy. So complete.

When we get back home, our moods are quickly changed. Mom is sitting on the couch crying. The moment we enter, she stands up, her hands clench into fists. 

"Kara?"

"Damon..."

"What's going on?"

"I know. I know everything!"