Fighting Temptations

HE COMMETH I'm sitting on the porch and suddenly his car pulls up. Oblivious to his stare, I stand up and enter the bar where I work.. When he comes in I notice him and my heart jumps as our eyes make contact. He is staring at me with so much love and passion. We start making small talk and I feel engulfed in his every word. I take a sip of the juice I'm drinking in my cup, and he exclaims "How I wish that cup were my lips!" I find myself whipped by this man who is so damn hot.. I stare at his lips, I'm in a daze.. What is this feeling taking over me? I can barely think straight.. He buys a beer and I open it for him. Our conversation is getting heated by the minute. He looks so handsome and I just can't help myself but stare at his beauty. He asks how my day has been and I struggle to get words out as I am intoxicated with his scent that fills the air and the aura he gives of is so delicate yet demands to be noticed. I answered him with a slightly low key tone, " Tis been one of those dreaded days but I'm cool," how bout yours?? He answers in a sweet, soft, sensual and sexy voice "It's even better now that I've seen you." My heart melts and I feel hot flushes all over my body. This guy has a way of making me fell week at the knees.. He insists we play a game of pool, since it was not so busy i had no objection to his request.. I take the cue and shoot the white ball against the set of coloured ones and they scatter across the table. We chat some more and he out of the blue tells me that he really likes me and would like to get to know me better.. He has come round a few times and I was starting to notice him since he has shown so much interest in me. I tell him that it's all good and he starts off by telling me that his name is Cyprian. That name sounds so ancient I giggle yet it screams power I chuckled. He grins and says "Yeah, I'm an electrical engineer and am very good at what I do." I would like to take you out sometime. I've heard people call your name but would like a proper introduction from the lady herself and I feel my cheeks heat up. Well I say " My name is Andy and as you can see I don't hold a fancy job title but I do hold a Bachelor's degree in Humanities." He looks me in shock and says "Wow that's great but why are u here then?" he asks. "Well as you know it's a bit tough out there and finding a job is not that easy" I tell him. I have applied to multiple firms with no luck. You can give me your resume and will work something out and I'm surprised at his proposition. "Thank you" I say with a flirtatious smile. He finished his beer and the pool game we had been playing had also come to an end. My mind runs away with me and I can already picture us together in a room engulfed in each other's arms, rolling in each other's naked warmth but reality hits me like a motherf***er, YOU ARE MARRIED. How did you forget this I ask myself and it just makes sense how I would...I am married to a beast of a man whom I thought was my soulmate. I shared absolutely everything with him that was intimate about me cause I loved him that much. Although he was never a man of many words, his actions towards me were always loving. Where did it all go wrong? My husband was working for one of the biggest banks in our town and we had been together since I was in High School. We got married a year after I was done with High School and had our first child. Things started changing and it was a mission to make him happy. He became this cold person who was a stranger to me. I kept on asking myself what have I done wrong but would then would answer myself "Nothing dear" the person in the wrong is the beast you married. I would think of many ways to make him happy and elevate our love life but nothing I did seemed to help. At this point he was treating me like I'm a piece of property and this angered me beyond understanding. He would order me around and thought that no one would want me because I'm a mother now. Little did he know that other males had also set their eyes on me with the intention of being in a commitment. My mind is on Cyp and how he made me feel today. Was I wrong to be feeling all this emotions for a man other than my husband.?? Was I wrong to have flirted with him??? My mind is at war with my heart and I'm not sure how to address the issue at hand. It's time to go home and as I'm about to lock up his car pulls up and I feel a constant skip of my heart beat. Goosebumps all over my body, butterflies in my tummy. I think to myself " Goodness, when was the last time you felt this elevated because of the other gender. I calmy compose myself and walk upto his car. He tells me to get in, he will drop me off at home. I look at him and say "It's all good, it's not that far and he tells me he won't take no for an answer. I smile and get in the car, and immediately am feeling a sense of regret because my husband may misinterpret Cyprian's kindness but then again, this guy has a thing for me and I found myself falling for him too. We drive off and I'm taken by the scent in the car. My body screaming "EAT ME NOW" but I compose myself and my thoughts.. I feel his hand on mine and find him looking at me. "You're beautiful, and I found myself falling for you" he says. Well I'm flattered I respond and twll him you not bad yourself. I feel my stomach tighten and my body is still screaming to be eaten by this man, but the war between my and heart is becoming more intense. I start breathing slower and ask him some more questions pertaining to him. He smirks and answers with a soft and sensual tone. I'm in awe that thia guy is opening up to me like a book and we arrive infront of my house. I get out and thank him for the ride and there he goes.. BUT wait I never told him where I live so how does he know. It completely slipped my mind to give him directions yet he dropped me at home. I'm stunned and shake my head in disbelief. He has been scouting me, that's how all of this makes sense.. I put my hand over my face and start to laugh foolishly. Baby Boy I dreaded going home in the evening because at this point there was much more arguments than peace and happiness. However there was something or rather someone I was looking forward to seeing. My baby boy, I had been away the whole day and now it's time for a little bonding session. I enter the house and the mood is tense. Seeing as fighting has become a norm in this house I do everything to refrain from situations that will be toxic to my child's mental development. I inhale a deep breath and exhale. I smile and greet everyone with love, but not everyone has the same reciprocation. I take off my boots and slip into my slippers. I bathe my son and start to make dinner. Dinner is ready and I dish up for everyone. We say a prayer and start eating and I ask hubby dearest about his day and he just says fine. I'm not phased about his reply and continue making conversation. We are done eating and I round up the dishes and put them in the sink. I wash them and dry them, then I'm up to my room. Kisses Everywhere When I enter the bathroom I brush my teeth and start to think of the day's events. I grin at the thought and unaware the toothpaste had dripped on my shirt. I wiped it off and notice a stare from the corner of my eye. It's hubby dearest, looking at me with lustful eyes. I go into the room and he grabs me and starts kissing me on the neck. I feel myself letting go and enjoying every kiss. He then goes down kissing my neck and I feel my toes curl. What a lovely feeling from a man who can be so cold and heartless at times. He rips off my shirt and takes my bra off. He starts sucking my n*****s and I can feel my stomach tighten and the tingling sensation rushing from my head to my v**ina and it feels amazing. Honestly speaking s*x with him had always been satisfactory though I find myself thinking about Cyp now, what the hell is going on with me. With two rounds gone he kisses my forehead and turns to the wall and I do the same. I'm now deep in thought, thinking of a man I barely know yet he has taken over my thoughts, over my life or is it my existence. What is happening to me. Eventually I fall asleep and wake up early the following morning. As I prepare breakfast and get everything ready for my son going to daycare I nibble on some bacon. I set the table and get freshly squeezed orange juice and set it on the table and also brew a fresh pot of coffee. A lovely breakfast is essential when you want to have a productive day. I'm on my way out and notice a chilly breeze. I turn around and alas hubby dearest is standing in the doorway with my coat. "I knew you'd come back for it, I know you too well." I smile at him and say " I guess you do." He looks at me with a smirk on his face and tells me to enjoy my day at work and I nod. Is this the same cold man I've come to know over the past 5 years? As I leave I look around and find him still staring, I smile and wave. Personal Drug I get to the bar and open up. I begin with the inventory and then filling up whatever was empty. As the day progresses I find that I'd actually been busy for the day and just as my mind slipped to think about him, he shows up. I feel butterflies in my tummy and I start feeling sweaty palms. I try and regulate my body but to no avail. He comes in and greets me with a pleasant look on his face. Mmhh his scent travels across the room and it is like my own personal drug that makes me feel like I'm in a world of my own. He asks me how my day has been so far and I respond in a sensual tone "Good and even better now that I see you. " Wait what did I just say, was it even appropriate? I blush at the thought but maybe my heart is reaching out to be treated better. He asks me if I would like to have lunch and I tell him I'm married. "I know he responds in a naughty tone. Wait you know but how? I had a few questions for him because i needed some answers. "How did you know I'm married and how did you know where I lived?" He comes closer and I feel my body getting weaker as his scent, my own personal drug is getting the best of me. "We live in a small town my dear and although many keep to themselves, I've had my eye on you for the longest time. I believe you were not married yet when I noticed you." I look at him and think wow that was a long time ago and he still feels some type of way towards me. His face was literally in my face and as he turned his head to kiss me, he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. I couldn't help but wrap my arms around him. He starts kissing me and his lips are so soft and inviting. He puts his tongue against my lips, as if asking for access to slide in and I grant him that access. This kiss is on another level as I find myself wanting more of him. When we done he tells me he will pick me up during my lunch break and asks when it is. I tell him and off he goes. Now I'm in a trans and I am at war with what I'm feeling. Could this actually be a good thing or should I just actually try working harder on my relationship with my husband. I feel very conflicted and I feel my cheeks heat up, my eyes start to burn and tears start rolling. "What have I done to deserve this life I'm living?" One minute it's up the next it's down. Confusion looms all around me. Lunch Cyp has come and picked me up for our lunch date. He pulls up to this fancy restaurant and I feel a little shy. He opens the door and we go inside. I have a huge appetite and have never been one to shy away from a good meal. We order our starters and I ask for a glass of wine with it as I ordered spicy wings and he seems to want what I'm having as goes for the main. This is so awkward yet so interesting. He did not have desert though. We were done so we left and he asked to get files from his house. I told him we could and when we pulled up I could not believe my eyes. It looks like it was cut from a magazine and pasted on that plot. I knew I wanted to explore because if it looked so lovely outside I want to see the inside. He showed me around after grabbing the files and we got to his bedroom. The master bedroom was so elegant yet so simple. The ensuite bathroom was to die for and his walk in closet took me on a high because of his scent that lingered in the room. The carpet on the floor was so soft and fluffy. The lighting in the room was perfect to cheer ones mood up. Body Heat I felt this strong figure standing behind me as I turn around, he grabs my waist and pulls me in. We start kissing and the next thing we are on the bed. We are naked and the body heat is so inviting as we start exploring each inch of each other. I caress his manhood and he stands up, "wow it's huge!" I exclaimed and he assures me he will be gentle. I feel my skin tingling as he finally inserts it and the feeling is so good. He goes in and out and he is so gentle. This method if called that, is so damn good. The passion that is radiating from both of us is breath taking if I can put it that way. He then whispers in my ear "I love you." I didn't expect this so in a daze and feeling the same way I tell him "I love you too!" He enters deeper and starts picking up the pace and we both come. That felt lovely. Tangled up in the sheets we have a very interesting conversation about ourselves and our lives. In his arms I feel safe, I feel loved, I feel appreciated. I then think to myself how long will this last?? Is it my marriage that has posed a threat for future relationships? He gives me a kiss on the forehead as if he knows what I'm thinking and gives me a tight hug. We've been in bed whole day and it's time for me to go home now since I can't go back to work now. We get up and he checks the time. I get into the shower and he joins me. It's steamy and feels like I'm in movie setting. I laugh and tell him my silly thought. He laughs with me and comes closer. We start kissing the he lifts me up against the tiled walls as he inserts himself inside of me. I wish this would not end he murmured softly and I reciprocated the feeling. After a lovely, steamy shower we got dressed and we left his palasial home. He opened the door and I got in. He drove out the driveway and we were on our way. Super Cyp dropped me at home and I smiled and got out. I had mixed emotions and it was all so overwhelming. I wave at him and he blows a kiss and off he goes with his Lumina SS. I get in the house and nobody is back yet so I decided to start making supper. I decide to make grilled chicken with mac and cheese with a green salad since it's my son's favourite. What is this feeling of guilt that I suddenly want to pamper my son. My emotions run away with me and I try compose myself.