Sinful Lust

Chapter 4 Fiery Vengeance

“I’m fine, I’m great,” I replied indignantly and continued, “Jezelle, my… my wife cheated on me!”

The flames of vengeance raged within me and I related all that had happened to Jezelle.

Jezelle was heartbroken as she hugged me and whispered tenderly, “I’m so sorry that you had to go through that.”

We hugged tightly as two victims who were deeply hurt by our marriage and love.

It could be said that what happened in the car was the physical manifestation of our carnal desires but now our hearts were intertwined by our common grief.

“My husband gave me an ultimatum. Either I be a dutiful wife and accept all his womanizing or he’ll file for divorce. He threatened that I will not receive a single dime from his wealth after the divorce.” Jezelle hugged me as she sobbed, “I do not wish to be his kept woman. I just want what is rightfully mine. Jordan, are you willing to help me?”

I kissed Jezelle’s tear-soaked cheeks and said with determination, “I’ll help you!”

I knew that Jezelle’s husband was wealthy.

Also, that motherfucker who flaunted his hotel and wealth at me! I swore that I would take away everything that he had and squash him like a bug.

Jezelle was the only woman who could help me achieve these things.

“I’ll help you attain your husband’s wealth and then you’ll help me deal with that adulterous trash, deal?”

Jezelle’s beautiful eyes blinked as she nodded and then pressed her sexy lips onto mine. “I agree and from today onward, you’re my one and only man.”

Suddenly Jezelle’s phone buzzed with a message: “Dress up beautifully and head to the Four Seasons Hotel to meet a customer with me.”

The message was from Jezelle’s husband and it was like an order to her.

Jezelle scoffed, “Do you know why he wants me to go? Because that customer likes me and would touch me all over during dinner. To think that he would let another man touch me just to secure his business deals.”

“Bloody scumbag!” I cursed.

“I don’t want to go anywhere today. I just want to be by your side.” Jezelle placed her phone down and kissed my lips. Her tender tongue stroked mine and we started to kiss each other passionately.

It was a single bed patient’s room and we could kiss each other without a care in the world. Jezelle’s hand reached under my patient gown and grabbed my p***s. I knew that Jezelle wanted to make love to me as the flames of desire raged uncontrollably between us.

I lifted Jezelle’s dress and grabbed her firm ass. I wanted to f**k Jezelle as soon as I saw the eagerness in her eyes.

Footsteps could be heard approaching the room and we quickly let go of each other.

The doctor walked in, looked at us, and chuckled. “Looks like you’ve recovered well. You don’t have to remain here for observation anymore. You may be discharged.”

It was after the doctor had left that I noticed that Jezelle’s skirt was still partially lifted, exposing her panties.

Jezelle’s face blushed red as a beetroot and quickly pulled down her skirt and said, “I’ll go and settle the hospital bill.”

Jezelle completed the payment and we were soon in her car. Jezelle’s husband continued to call her.

Jezelle looked at me, gently held my hand, and then answered the call.

“Why aren’t you here? You should know where you stand. Everything that you have has been given by me. Your food, clothes, the luxury car, your jewelry were all given by me. You have 20 minutes to get to the Four Seasons Hotel or face the consequences of your decision!”

Jezelle scoffed after he hung up and said, “Heard that? That’s my marriage. I’m not even comparable to a vase.”

Jezelle’s eyes were red but there were no tears. She had shed all her tears.

“I need to go. Before the divorce, I still need to pretend to be a dutiful wife,” Jezelle lamented.

I held her hand tightly and did not want her to go.

Jezelle could sense my worry and smiled, “Rest assured that I won’t let that customer take advantage of me.”

Thereafter, Jezelle kissed my hand gently and then placed my hand between her tender inner thighs and whispered, “I’m all yours.”

Jezelle started the car and drove in the direction of the Four Seasons Hotel.

I slid my hand further up her thigh and fingered her juicy cunt. Jezelle bit her lips as she drove and started to moan.

I would have f****d Jezelle in the car had she not been in a hurry to go to the Four Seasons Hotel.

Jezelle’s husband called again and Jezelle activated the speaker and a voice hollered, “Get over here now! The customer is getting restless!”

Jezelle’s thighs gripped my hand and looked at me with intense pleasure as she said softly, “I’m almost there.”

“What’s wrong with your voice?” Jezelle’s husband grew suspicious.

“What? Don’t you recognize your wife’s voice?”

The traffic lights turned red and the car stopped. Jezelle lunged toward me, bit my lips and suckled them seductively. I pushed my finger deeper into her juicy cunt as her juices flowed.

“Stop with the nonsense and get the hell over here now!”

The call ended and Jezelle released my lips and laughed heartily. “He would lose his mind if he knew that we were kissing during his call!”

This was the feeling of sweet revenge. I had the same feeling. All the guilt I felt now turned into the satisfaction of revenge.

The car stopped as we reached the Four Seasons Hotel. Jezelle had climaxed with my skillful fingering. She slumped back on the seat, exhausted by the intense orgasm. I could see a man pacing impatiently at the entrance of the Four Seasons Hotel.

“See that? He’s my husband.” Jezelle straightened her dress and said, “I have to put on an act now.”

Jezelle’s cheeks were beautifully rosy after her orgasms. She got out of the car and sashayed sexily toward that husband who would not touch her for more than a year.

Jezelle’s husband did not notice any difference about her and harshly yanked her into the hotel.

Before Jezelle entered the hotel, she turned and looked in my direction.

I took a paper napkin and wiped my fingers. I felt disgusted at the thought of Jezelle being fondled by another man, but I had to endure for the sake of our plans.

Jezelle sent me a message and asked me to check into a room at the Four Seasons Hotel. She even instructed me to get a luxurious suite that had a large bathtub. She wanted to have a bath with me and would not be going home that night.

I exited the car and entered the Four Seasons Hotel to check-in. Thereafter I did not go to the room but waited in the lobby.

After a couple of hours, I saw Jezelle walk out with her husband. I could see that she noticed me as well.