Betrayed My Billionaire Husband

The Trouble

I smile at him, who is looking at me so... alluringly. His wet hair, thick eyebrows, sharp nose, and red lips - he is truly the definition of the sexiest creature ever to have lived on this earth.

I can't even stand to just sit and not touch the most tantalizing part of his body.

"Ouh," his eyes close as I grip his manhood. It is large and very hard. I have already imagined how it would feel to have him enter me.

And it seems he feels the same way. He guides my body to swim to the edge of the pool. Diego's strong arms then lift me to sit on the poolside.

"Ah, yeah, I like that," I ramble as he sucks and licks my v****a. His tongue is truly skilled at playing there. My body writhes, weak and unable to bear it until I feel like I'll float away from his sucking and licking.

"Ouh, this is crazy!"

And soon, he lowers me back into the water. He then guides his now hardened p***s to enter mine.

"Akh!"

We both moan. In a single motion, his manhood delves so deep into my v****a. Full and tight. And as he moves, oh how pleasurable it feels.

The pool water creates waves and splashes, along with the quickening tempo of his movements. My two breasts are kneaded and squeezed.

"Ouh, this... feels so good," I ramble.

I open and close my eyes. All of this feels so captivating. The beautiful night, the bright starlight, making love with him in this pool - it is truly extraordinary.

Note: I miss that feeling so much. And I... I miss him too...

Brakk.

"Oh, s**t!"

But the reality is not as enchanting as in the erotic novel of my past with Diego. This might be the end for me. Morgan has just finished reading what I had typed earlier this morning.

"Morgan, t-that," I can't say more than that with a stutter. Morgan's eyes are too angry, and I can only stand still, dumbfounded.

"What the f*****g you're!"

He curses with his sharp, angry eyes directed at me.

My tongue is tied. I can't even come up with a lie about the crazy thing I had done this morning. I have resigned myself to whatever he will do. I am ready to accept his wrath.

My body stiffens further as he approaches me.

But, to my great surprise, after his hands roughly grip my face, he hungrily kisses me this morning.

"Eumh!!"

I moan in shock amidst our kiss, just as Morgan's hands rip open my pajamas, tearing them off until my body is bare.

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes."

Without hesitation, I answer. The passion and heat of making love is what I need with him right now. Morgan resumes kissing me. His hands start reaching for my v****a. He makes me kneel, braced against the kitchen table.

"Argh!!"

In one thrust, I felt his p***s plunge into me. He immediately started pumping his shaft, moving it at a fairly fast and deep pace.

"Camille, is this what you wanted, huh? You... are MINE! Remember that!"

He thrust his p***s deep inside, reminding me of that fact. I could feel his emotions. And this was the first time. He had never been like this before. And it was certainly because of my stupidity.

"Ah! AH!" I moaned loudly. I couldn't deny it, this is what I wanted.

Morgan's hands pressed against my back. He continued pumping wildly. Until the sound of Emily's crying was heard from her room. His movements gradually slowed down and were about to be finished.

"No! Please, continue. I don't want to stop."

Morgan fell silent, until I made a move on my own. The sound of his daughter's crying must have been very disturbing to him, but he still obeyed my desire. He resumed pumping his p***s. Faster and faster, and I could feel how his p***s was swelling and making my v****a feel full.

"Akh!"

Morgan and I moaned together. He reached his climax, and so I did.

Slowly, still in the same position, we both tried to catch our breath.

After this emotional, jealous, and foolish morning s*x, I found a shadow of myself in the mirror with a bruise on my right cheek. It was certainly from my face being pressed hard against the table during our lovemaking with Morgan.

Morgan appeared from behind my body. "Oh," he realized what had happened to my face and only said that. He even averted his gaze as if he wanted to avoid me.

"I have to go to the company now, I'm late," he said. And he immediately turned and left. He really left me, without a kiss or hug he usually gave.

This is a mess.

I feel distraught. And I can't take it anymore.

"Hello, Dorothy, I know you might be busy today, but can't you babysit the children for me today? I have something I need to take care of."

Fortunately, Dorothy, the aunt of my children, agreed to lend her time to take care of Emily and Theo.

And here I am now. At a station with my chaotic feelings and emotions that really feel like they could explode. I am very aware of the mistake I made, which could have fatal consequences for my relationship with Morgan. My panicked steps led me to an apartment building.

I pressed the bell right in front of apartment 102.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Cammy, let me in, Aby"

And soon the door was opened. The slightly surprised expression on her face at my presence this morning was clearly visible. I ignored it. I just immediately entered her apartment. I sat down for a moment in the chair.

"What's wrong?" She asked, confused.

"Wait, let me catch my breath. Ah, no. I need a drink."

I immediately got up and grabbed some liquor, gulping it down like a thirsty person.

"Listen, I feel really messed up right now. I don't know what I should do. My heart..." I wasn't sure if Abygail would understand what was happening to me, but I tried to explain my very chaotic situation.

"Cammy, you-"

"Hey, I-"

I turned towards the source of the familiar male voice. And due to the effect of the alcohol I just downed, his figure wasn't clear to me. My eyes were blurred. Until it gradually became clearer, and I found his figure. Yes, him, that man. Diego. He was now walking towards me, wearing only a towel.

He seemed surprised by my presence. As was I.

I couldn't hold back the feeling in my chest that was about to explode. How could this be?? I mean, Abygail, she slept with my ex-boyfriend?

I couldn't linger in my chaotic state in front of him.

"I, I need to go home," I said, quickly heading towards the door and disappearing behind it.

On my way home, I didn't understand. How could my best friend spend a steamy night with the ex-boyfriend I just couldn't forget, and have been longing for recently??

"Oh, s**t. What kind of situation is this?? Why has my life turned into this???"