Own me,Father-in-law

EMILY’S POV. Looking at my reflection in the mirror one last time, I smiled as I fondled my necklace, my mind drifting off to my husband. I was excited, happy that we made it through all of the hardship and now, Alex and I will be celebrating our five years marriage anniversary. I’d married young, sure that Alex Xavier was my forever. Not only was he charming but he was also successful, he was everything I could have ever wanted and I just couldn’t help but feel lucky and blessed that I’d gotten married to the man of my dreams. Five years of marriage and it has been nothing short of perfection. The sound of my phone ringing jolted me out of my thoughts and my heart leapt. It's been five years but the thought of him still makes my heart flutter. My cheeks felt hot, it burned so much that I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me just how hard I was blushing because I could see it, I could see the redness of my ears too as my heart thumped in my chest. Picking my phone up, my heart sang with delight as butterflies happily flapped their wings in my stomach and my heart fluttered as I answered the call. “Hey baby!” I said, my excitement showing in my voice and in my eyes too, my world was full of colors, “how are you? Are you on your way back already?” I enquired. I needed to know how long it was going to take him to make it home so that I could start planning the surprise but the other end of the phone was unsettlingly quiet. “Y— Yes,” he stuttered, his words drawn out and followed by that was a long breathy sigh, “I’m back in the country but something came up at the office and—” His voice trailed off again. What’s going on? It’s almost as though he was distracted and with the sound he was making, a tiny bit of me was sure that it wasn’t work that had him so distracted but something else. “Oh, that’s not a problem, take your time,” I said seductively but it was painfully obvious that my husband hadn’t noticed the seduction, “I need to go grocery shopping.” I added, my heart sinking as I waited for him to say the words. Did Alex forget about our anniversary? No. No, there’s no way that’s it because he had never forgotten about our anniversary. Maybe work is just taking its toll on him and……. “Happy Anniversary, baby.” Those words resounded in my mind and I felt a rush of happiness flood my veins as my chest swelled with soft sparks and sunshine. He didn’t forget. My cheeks were hotter than when his call had come in, my skin lit up with heat and I ducked my head as if he could see me as I turned redder than a ripe tomato. Those words just like his actions before and after we got married was enough to cause a wave of warmth to engulf me. “Happy Anniversary!” I responded happily, blushing even harder than I ever had before, “okay! I have to go now, I really want us to have the perfect anniversary and if that’s going to happen, I need to start preparing.” I quickly added. Alex was barely home, he was always hard at work and as much as that hurts both as a woman and as a wife, I knew that he was working really hard to give us a better future. The least I could do as his wife was to support him and let him know that he would always have me to fall back on. “f**k….” My husband groaned just before I could hang up the call. I knew that sound but at the same time, I felt like I was overthinking it. We’ve had our own fair share of bad times, the arguments and confrontations because of how hard Alex tends to work that sometimes he forgets he has a family but it wasn’t anything that a kiss couldn’t fix. “I have to go now, call me when you’re on your way back home.” Alex said, his voice was gruff, breathy and I just couldn’t wait to throw him the best romantic dinner when he gets home. He must be tired. “I promise I will.” I responded and with that Alex hung up before I could get the chance to tell him that I loved him. Smiling to myself, I bolted downstairs to start putting things in order. The downside of being alone in a mansion was that I had to handle things by myself and I’d asked my best friend, Olivia, for help but she couldn’t make it since she was out of town. Grabbing a car key, I drove out of the house and made my way directly to the shopping mall where I got everything I needed for a romantic evening with my husband. I even saw a necktie he would like and immediately got it for him. Alex is going to be so elated. It didn’t take long for me to finish shopping and when I was done, I drove back to the house and it wasn’t until I’d gotten inside the house that I remembered that I hadn’t kept my promise. I was going to call him but I changed my mind because I wanted his mind to be blown when he gets home and with that thought, I decided to start getting things ready. “Hmmm.” The sound seeped into my ears and I stopped in my tracks, holding onto the stair rails for support as I looked behind me and listened again for the sound but there was nothing. Resuming my walk, I was almost at the door when the sound came again but this time it was louder and even more vulgar, so vulgar that I felt my entire being freeze in place. “f**k yes, harder, daddy! Harder!” The voice resonated all through the hallway and I felt my heart immediately sink into my stomach at the sound that followed. “Oh yes, your p***y is so f*****g tight.” My eyes widened, my hands shook and I only stood impaled to the spot as the colors that had once filled my world suddenly disappeared. What? No. There’s no way. It’s not possible. “Whose p***y is this?” The voice I would recognize even if I was in a coma came again and I felt my heart shattering into smithereens at the lecherous sounds. “Yours, daddy. You own my pussy.” Another voice I recognized too well responded and I staggered, unable to process what I was hearing. The creaking sound of the bed, their groans and moans left very little to my imagination but I was sure….. I was so sure that there was no way in hell that this was happening. There is no way that the two people I love the most in the world were having s*x in my matrimonial bedroom. My heart caught in my throat alongside a very huge lump that lodged at the back of my throat and I didn’t know why but it seemed as though my legs had a mind of their own as they took me forward. “Oh yes! Yes! Yes! f**k me harder.” The voice came again, twisting in my chest like a sharp blade and with shaky hands, I touched the doorknob, opening it with my entire being filled with denial. There’s no way this is happening. I mean, I’m probably just overthinking it. My husband couldn’t possibly be f*****g someone else on the very day that is supposed to be the happiest day of our life. I quivered from my head to my toe and my whole body spasmed with shudders as I turned the knob, pushing the door open a bit and right there and then, I saw my world crash down to my feet. Tears welled up in my eyes and my chest heaved, I opened my mouth to scream but I couldn’t even let out the tiniest sound. I was numb as I stood rooted to the spot, my mind was completely blank and all I could do was watch my husband of five years f**k my best friend who I’ve known all my f*****g life. Alex and Olivia were both going at it like an animal in heat on my matrimonial bed. I felt like I’d been punched in the gut as I watched Olivia pounce on Alex’s c**k like her life depended on it, her boobs lingered over his face and he took both boobs in his hands, squeezing them before sucking on the n*****s. What am I doing? I should break them off! I should scream. I wanted to do all those things but I was in too much shock to move a finger, too stunned to speak and too out of touch with reality to do anything. My chest tightened and my mind shattered as I watched my husband change positions, pulling out of Olivia and laying her on her back before trailing his tongue down her body. I felt like I was going to vomit, my stomach was still clenched tight and as I watched, I could swear that I was Olivia smile at me, the side of her lips tilted in an evil smile before she closed her eyes, pretending not to see me as she enjoyed my husband’s mouth on her p***y. Is that the same girl I’d spent my life with? The same girl I thought would never hurt me in a million years? Olivia’s hands fisted into the sheets as wanton moans fell out of her parted lips while my husband ate her out. I couldn’t believe it. Alex had never gone down on me before. It was as though I was watching porn but in real life this time. My husband hadn’t even noticed that I was in the room and watching but my best friend had and she didn’t even have the decency to respect me and stop things. He kissed his way back up until their lips were entwined as if at a f*****g tug of war and I just knew that I was not only going to be heart broken if I kept watching, I was going to be even more traumatized. “What are you going to do if your wife finds us like this?” Olivia moaned as Alex drilled into her. I’m not a fool, I knew exactly what she was doing. “Who cares about that fool?” Alex responded as he kissed her, his words hitting me like a wrecking ball, “she’s useless and only belongs as a decoration in the kitchen.” He finished. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I can’t even believe that I was going out of my way to ensure that I was the perfect wife for him, I’d gone so out of my way because of him that I lost myself in the process. That bastard! Intentionally, I dropped my bag to announce my presence and Alex stopped, his head turning in my direction. His pupils dilated with shock that disappeared as quickly as it appeared. “What is going on here?” I asked, swallowing the sobs that threatened to shatter my calm and the bile in my lungs that made it hard for me to breathe. “What does it look like?” Alex retorted as he got out of the bed, there wasn’t an iota of remorse in his voice or his eyes and Olivia, my best friend, just laid on the bed. “Did I not ask you to call me?” He added, his eyes completely dark. He looked like a monster and not the man I’d fallen in love with and married. “This is what happens when you don’t follow instructions.” He added and I felt an anger like never before knot in my stomach as I glared at him. “YOU WERE f*****g MY BEST FRIEND ON OUR MATRIMONIAL BED!” I yelled at the top of my lungs but he only laughed as if I’d just said something funny. “AND SO f*****g WHAT?” Alex yelled back at me, “You’re useless in every way, I mean, YOU CAN’T EVEN KEEP A f*****g CHILD!” He spat, hitting me with his words as if it was my fault I couldn’t get pregnant. “You’re as hollow as an eggshell, why are you surprised I searched for what you lack elsewhere?” He bellowed and right there and then, I knew what I needed to do. Going back and forth or crying about it right now isn’t going to help at all. The betrayal of my husband and best friend wrapped around me like a tight chain, it gnawed through me, slow, painful and merciless and I felt hollowed out, I felt like a complete fool. ‘Don’t cry. Don’t cry. You can’t show weakness.’ I repeated those words like it was some sort of mantra and laughed out loud even though I was breaking down inside. “I see,” I swallowed as I took off my ring, “you know, you’re right. I deserve better than you.” I said calmly as I threw the ring on his face, my eyes stung with the tears I was blinking back but I didn’t care. “THIS MARRIAGE IS OVER!” I said as firmly and calmly as I could before picking up my bag and heading out but I stopped just before I could make it out and turned to face Olivia. “As always, Olivia, you can have my leftovers.”