I Want It Soo Hard

Chapter 6: The Breaking Point

The silence in the dining room was loud.

Tessy sat at the edge of the table, her fork barely touching the untouched food in front of her. Her husband, Adam, was laughing. Loud, careless laughter that echoed through the room at a joke Ruth had just made.

Tessy glanced at him. His eyes sparkled. Not for her. Not because of her.

Ruth smiled sweetly, placing her hand briefly on Adam’s wrist. He didn’t move it away.

Tessy’s chest tightened.

Esther sat across the table, chewing slowly, watching her. A smile played at the corners of her mouth mocking, knowing.

Tessy stood up without a word.

She walked to the sink and poured her untouched glass of juice into the drain. Her hands trembled as she rinsed the glass, but her face stayed composed.

Behind her, Adam didn’t even look up.

That night, Tessy sat alone on the bed, staring at the closed door. The silence in her room felt heavier now. Her phone buzzed, but she ignored it.

Then came the knock.

A soft, cold tap like it always was.

She knew before she opened the door who it would be.

Esther.

Wearing silk. No shame in her stance.

“excuse me, ma” Esther said rudely blinking her eyes and walking majestically.

“Guest room’s ready,” Esther said flatly. “You know what to do.”

Tessy didn’t move. “Not tonight.”

Esther arched a brow. “Oh? You suddenly grew a backbone?”

Tessy’s voice lowered. “I’m still his wife.”

Esther scoffed. “And I’m the one he sleeps with now. You can either walk out of this room on your feet or I’ll make a scene so loud the neighbors come out.”

Tessy clenched her fists, trying to stop the trembling.

“You enjoy this,” she said quietly. “You enjoy destroying me.”

Esther leaned in. “I don’t enjoy it. I live for it.”

The door slammed in Esther’s face.

But the damage had already been done.

Later that night, Tessy woke to muffled laughter.

She walked slowly down the hallway, barefoot, barely breathing. As she reached the master bedroom, she stopped.

Through the thin door, she heard him.

Adam.

“…She’s so boring now. Always watching, never touching. With you, I feel alive.”

Esther giggled in reply.

Tessy’s eyes burned. She turned away.

She wanted to scream. To break things. To break him.

Instead, she walked to the guest room, collapsed onto the bed, and sobbed into the pillow until the pain numbed into silence.

Morning came with sunlight that felt like a joke.

At breakfast, Adam barely looked up. Ruth handed him eggs. Esther poured his juice. Tessy sat across from them, silent, composed but hollow.

Esther’s smug gaze flicked up. “You’re quiet, Tess. Not feeling well?”

Tessy stared back. “Just tired of pretending.”

Ruth sipped her tea, feigning concern. “You should get some rest. You’ve been so… tense.”

Tessy stood up. “Save your concern for someone who believes you.”

She left the table.

Adam didn’t follow.

later in the night, Esther enter her room with Ruth and started forcing Tessy to go to the guests room but she persist.

“i regret having a sister like you, you are not my sister. since you can't go to the guests room I will f**k you and your husband in your matrimonial bed.” Tessy said feeling very angry.

“sweetheart don't mind her maybe she will join us later” Adam said. kissing Esther back

Esther face was perfect to Adam, and her embroidered gown had fallen deep into the crease between her legs so that he could see the shape of her s*x beneath it. He drew out his sword, with which he had cut back all the vines outside, and gently slipping the blade between her breasts, let it rip easily through the old fabric. Her dress was laid open to the hem, and he folded it back and looked at her. Her n*****s were a rosy pink as were her lips, and the hair between her legs was darkly yellow and curlier than the long straight hair of her head which covered her arms almost down to her hips on either side of her."

Esther groaning and mourning begin to make Tessy feel horny.

As the kisses and s*x went on, Adam tingle between Tessy legs grew to a warm center of pleasure and then to an outright ache of need. “When was the last time I’d actually wanted like this? When was the last time I had let myself want anything like this?” Then Esther was gasping for breath and trying to understand the words that were pouring hotly into her ear. ‘Should I stop?’ No, no, don’t you dare stop, I thought, but she couldn’t let herself say that. ‘You . . . You should . . . but . . .’ she said weakly, regretfully.”

Two fingers worked into her, and her eyes rolled back into her head. He began a steady rhythm as his tongue flickered over her, and she couldn’t prevent her hips from rising to meet his thrusts. Oh God, she was riding his hand, smothering his face with her s*x. That had to be bad. She told herself to stop. She couldn’t. Somehow, she found her hands tangled in his short hair. Her body was coiled tighter, grasping at his fingers, so wet now she could hear the slippery sounds every time he drove back into her. s*x, s*x, s*x, s*x, all the night.

Tessy wake up early feeling soo disgraced, disgusting and full of shame. the more the look at the mirror, the more she cried and said to herself “Tessy, what have you done, you are soo crazy and stupid. can't you leave without s*x. Adam don't need me anymore, imagine having s*x with 3 sisters same night.

I need to divorce and move on with my life.”

she pause for a while and started thinking about the divorce

Tessy opened her laptop.

She typed slowly.

“Divorce lawyers near me.”

Her finger hovered over the mouse.

Click.

A tear slipped down her cheek.

Then her phone buzzed.

An unknown number.

She wiped her face and opened it.

Unknown: “I saw everything. You’re not crazy and stupid. They’re playing you. Let me help.”

Her heart froze.

She typed back, please who is this?

No reply.

Just three dots…

Typing...........

Then nothing.

She stared at the screen, pulse racing.

Someone was watching.

And maybe, just maybe, she wasn’t alone anymore.