One Night Stand With A Jerk

POV: Zoey It was our wedding night, and just as I promised, I was ready to transfer all my assets to his name as my husband. "Sign the documents my love, show how much you love and trust me." he coerced me, backing me up against the wall and kissing me passionately. "I trust you my love, and I will do whatever it takes to make you happy." I confessed, giggling excitedly as he flicked his tongue on my earlobe. He handed me the papers as we drove to our hotel for our honeymoon. Damn, it's going to be a great night, so f*****g perfect, just like I planned. I signed the paper's without second thought and he smiled proudly, kissing me so passionately. We met with our friends at our wedding party and we had so much fun, partying and celebrating the beginning of our happily ever after. I knew getting married would make him treat me better, I could tell by the way he is always putting his hand on me tonight that he is more into me than before, I could see that he loves me more now that we are married. "Let's get started on our honeymoon, my love. I want babies, lots of them." I let out excitedly, trying to stand up to my feet but failing miserably. I'm drunk! So f*****g wasted! "I could feel myself struggling to stay awake, I couldn't sit straight so I laid my head on the table to take a nap. "I want to go home, Dom. Take me home and make me yours forever." I let out in my drunken state, not minding the people seated around me. "Stay right here, my love, I'll be right back." he told me, kissing me passionately, making me moan delightfully. That kiss, that is the last thing I remember. The next morning I woke up in a strange room, feeling so sore between my legs. there were stains on the bed, proof that my innocence has been taken by my husband. I smiled in satisfaction as I got up and ran to the bathroom to meet Don. I feel a bit sore, but I still desire to be ravished by my husband. Last night I was a bit drunk, so I don't recall the details. This morning, I'll take the lead in Seducing my husband and riding him to orgasm. i did not bother with my nightie that looks to have been ripped off my body last night. "babe, where are you?" I called out to him in a singsong tone, giggling excited as I opened the bathroom door and came face to face with a stranger. "Who the hell are you?" I yelled in shock as I grabbed a robe that's hanging on the wall, trying to hide my body from him. "There's no need for that sweetheart, I got a good view from all angles last night," he let out coyly, smiling in satisfaction. "Oh No! Oh my God! Oh No! What have I done? No, it's you! What have you done, What did you do to me, how did I get I here, how did I get into your bed?" I asked in shock, my eyes fixed on the charming but cocky guy that's staring at me lustfully. He looks vaguely familiar, but that is not my problem right now! "Where is my husband, how did this happen to me?” I yelled in anger, trying so hard to hold back my tears. "Husband? You’re married? How did you get chosen as my surrogate, did your husband agree to this, is this a thing between you two? I mean, does happen often in your marriage?" the man asked, approaching me with a seductive grin on his face. I took a step back, feeling a rush of panic and confusion wash over me. This wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to wake up in a stranger's bed, feeling filthy and guilty as hell. Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to make sense of the situation. "I don't understand. What did you do to me?" I demanded, my voice trembling with fear and anger. The man chuckled softly, reaching out to touch my face with a gentle caress. I recoiled at his touch, feeling a surge of revulsion and disgust. Nah... That’s a lie. I don’t feel repulsed by him, I think I’m even attracted to him and that is the most annoying thing. I don’t know this guy, I have never met him before. Then why the hell so I feel so drawn to him, why am I attracted to this sexy stranger? "Don't worry, sweetheart. You were just a little tipsy last night. But, trust me, we had fun, dear. So much fun." he said nonchalantly, his eyes wandering over my body hungrily. My heart pounded in my chest as I struggled to process his words. Fun? Was that what he called it? My mind raced with doubts and questions, my body trembling with a mix of fear, guilt and shame. "No, this can't be happening. I didn't want this. I didn't consent to this," I whispered, my voice breaking with emotion. The man's smile faltered slightly, his expression turning cold and indifferent. "Come on, sweetheart. Don't be like that. Of course you consented to this, you even begged for more. You enjoyed it, trust me," he insisted, moving closer to me with that same predatory glint in his eyes, wanting to seduce me and hopefully get me back to bed again. I backed away instinctively, my mind reeling with a sense of betrayal and violation. This wasn't how my wedding night was supposed to be. This wasn't the happy ending I had dreamed of. It’s so funny how all the love and trust I had felt for my husband evaporated like a wisp of smoke. In his absence, I was left vulnerable and exposed. And this stranger, this predator is making me feel loved and desire, something i have never felt in the two year that I’d dated Donald. The fat that he is being cocky about it is getting my last nerve. I still can’t believe that I’d freely given my innocence to a stranger and I f*****g enjoyed it. I clenched my fists, my eyes blazing with a newfound resolve. I may have been naive and trusting, but I refused to let this man take away my dignity and self-respect. With a steely glint in my eyes, I mustered up all the strength and courage within me and I stared at him furiously, glaring daggers at him. "Get out. Get out of my sight, you disgusting excuse for a human being," I spat, my voice dripping with contempt and anger. He chuckled at my outburst, pulling me into his arms and crashing his lips on mine, kissing me fiercely. “I love the fire in you, tiger. You are turning me on with this attitude and I f*****g love it!” he groaned, bucking his hips to mine, groaning at the contact. Am involuntary moan escaped my lips and I brought my hand to cover my mouth, ashamed of my reaction. “You won’t get away with this, I promise you! You have no idea who I am and what I can do, you don’t know my husband Donald Cooper. He will come back for you, and he will make you pay for this!” I threaten him in anger as I ran out off the bathroom before my desires betray me in his presence. I could hear his laughter as I left and I felt humiliated and stupid over and over again. I practically ran out without checking my outfits to be sure that I look okay. I ran to our room to tell my husband that I have cheated on him with a stranger. I know he will forgive me for this mistake, he will understand because he knows I’m not a slut. I’d kept my virginity up till this moment. Why would I want to give it to a stranger and not my husband? As I tried to locate the our room, I realized that I’d left everything in that room. My purse, my phone and everything I had on me last night is still in his room, including my keycard. I can’t go back to that jerk, I can’t get back my things and I can’t get into my room. I had to go to Jane’s room for now until I get everything sorted out.