Craving Them

Sweet Escape

I spend time in the shop, looking through the dresses. My eyes, however, constantly look back to Wayne. I have no idea what he is doing or his plan. I look at the dress the assistant is holding up, and it does look beautiful, but it feels wrong. The price, the fact it is Wayne buying it for me, the fact I am here with him when it should be Elsie.

“If you like it, get it. Stop worrying, Melinda. I promise I will spend tomorrow with Elsie, all day! Just let me give you today.” His mouth brushes against my neck. Nodding, I agree.

I don’t want to argue. Today will be the last day. After today, we’re nothing. He is my boss, and I am a simple worker. So I will get Ruth to take over me as his assistant, which means even less time with him.

Going through, I try the dress on, and it looks great. I stand looking in the mirror, debating if I should try and find a cheaper dress. Maybe lie and say none are what I like and find a smaller, cheaper store.

“Your partner is waiting for you. He said if you like it, to take it off, he doesn’t want to see it yet.” I turn and look at the woman.

“He isn’t my partner.” I can’t pretend that he is.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I just assumed.” She smiles at me, waiting.

“I will take this one.” I will. I can’t keep avoiding it. Walking back through, I remove the dress and my clothes on. Carrying it out, Wayne is waiting.

“Shoes and a bag, just trust me.”

I don’t bother arguing; instead, I do as I am told. Grabbing shoes and a bag, I watch as he pays, and we leave. We walk down the street, and I turn to look at him.

“What are you doing, Wayne?” I need to know.

“I’m just proving something, hair next.” I watch as he pushes open the door.

“Wayne.” His hand once again stops me from talking.

“Just do as you’re told for a change. I will explain later. I just need to do this, so let me do it!” His words are insistent, so nodding, I agree. I find myself being pampered, hair, nails and makeup done. At one point, Wayne disappears from the shop, soon after reappearing. I want to ask where he went, but he seems to be keeping everything quiet.

After they finish, I stand up and look at Wayne. He simply smiles and guides me outside. I want to ask, actually, more like begging to be told what the hell he is planning, but I won’t. Today is the end, so if this makes him feel better, then I will agree.

We get back to the hotel, and he points to the bags. “Put on the dress, shoes and get ready.” I watch as he walks out of the small bedroom. Walking to the bags, I open them and get changed. So standing, I look in the mirror, and I have to be honest; I look fabulous. Nothing like how I usually would. I look like someone who fits into his world until I speak, then it is clear as anything, I don’t belong there.

“You’re ready. Let’s go.” He holds out his hang, placing mine in his we walk out together. He guides me to a car that is waiting. I feel nervous, but I won’t. I will try to just let tonight happen. Soon after, the car stops, and he helps me out. Walking into the building, we are shown to a table.

“So, a meal?” Is this his plan, take me out, spoil me and feed me? I want to laugh, mainly because all this isn’t needed.

“For now, we eat, then we have plans for after.” Sitting we eat, he explains how the business started, how he met Elsie and how things changed. His story matches hers, and I can see the pure love and fascination he has for her as he talks. Yet, I can also see the pain and hate for what he has done with me.

I explain a tiny bit about my family, and he listens, genuinely interested. Yet, my story, compared to his sounds somewhat of a disaster, his is a fairy tale. I relax, though, and find myself laughing and forgetting that this ends tonight. I need to forget it does, then just walk away.

After the meal, he again guides me outside to the car, but the journey this time is so much shorter before the car stops and guides me out.

“Opera, then a sort of after-party.” He smiles at me as his arm wraps around my waist. Walking through, we are shown to our seats and given drinks. I have never been to the Opera before, I have no idea what to expect, but if the building is anything to go by, this will be just as amazing as the rest of today.

I find myself mesmerised by it. My head leaning against Wayne’s shoulder as I watch and listen and fall in love, in love with something I thought I would hate. The night went well. After it ended, he was right. There was an after-party. We walked around and spoke to people. No one knew us, which helped.

As we sit in the car and return to the hotel, I look at him, confused. “Wayne, why are you doing this?”

“For a few reasons, Melinda. The first to say sorry for how I have ever treated you. To apologise for my words, that I should never have said.” I look at him, wanting to say he has nothing to say sorry for. “To show you that you weren’t just a random woman, I wouldn’t have risked my marriage for just anyone. I do like you, Melinda. Another reason is to show you that you do deserve all this, everything. So don’t settle.” His eyes look away from me as the car stops. Once again, we get out, and he guides me upstairs to the hotel room.

Stepping inside, I glance around. Now what? He actually likes me; it wasn’t just him f*****g me.

“Mel.”

Turning, I look at him, watching as he stops before me. His hand stroking along my cheek.

“Can I kiss you?”

Fuck! Why is that so f*****g hot, yet it makes me want to cry at the same time? I stare at him, shocked.

“You’re walking away, so I won’t if you don’t want to.” I feel my head nodding, watching as he steps closer, his lips against mine, causing a small cry to escape my mouth. His hands slide along my body. “I want to f**k you, Mel, one last time. If you will let me.” His lips brush against my ear.

Nodding, I feel the heat blood through me. How the hell did he make consent so f*****g hot, yet at the same time, make it feel like I want to cry? His mouth pushes harder against mine as his tongue pushes inside my mouth. Fighting against mine to win, as I feel his hands lift my dress from my body. His hand throws the dress across the room as his fingers linger on my skin, his mouth moving down my neck.

Each kiss teasing me and pushing me closer to the edge, while I feel like crying and saying I have changed my mind, and this isn’t ending. His hands continue removing all my clothing and underwear until I am stood before him naked. His eyes stay fixed on mine as his fingers stroke across my body. Teasing me perfectly.

My body falls backwards, landing on the bed. I watch as Wayne removes his clothes before his body towers over mine. His lips find mine once more, and we kiss, his mouth quickly descending down my body.

Stopping at my core, his tongue teases slowly, my hips pushing up higher, trying to gain more from him. His tongue begins to move faster, swirling around my lips, pushing inside me as he groans. His hands grasp my hips, forcing his face into my cunt more. His tongue moving deeper and faster as I feel my body explode in pleasure. My hands grasping his shoulders as my body shudders with the feelings.

His mouth once again trails kiss up my body until he reaches my mouth. I wiggle slightly, feeling his c**k against my entrance. My body trying to push down onto it, his hips thrust once, a small scream escaping my mouth as I feel my p***y stretch around his length. His hips begin to move at a slow and steady pace.

His eyes staying fixed on mine as his hands grasp my body. My hands grasp his arms as I dig my heels into his back, urging him to move faster and harder. Finally, we roll over, so I am above him, straddling his body.

“I want to see all of you if this is the last time I watch to see every part of your body, your pleasure. I want to document the way you look within my mind, so I can never forget.” His hand moves and wraps around my neck, his hips moving.

Slowly, I begin moving my hips in rhythm with his. His other hand grasping my hip as my hands rest against his chest. The pleasure building within me already, my moans of pleasure becoming louder as his hips thrust faster and more profound. I feel his seed flood within me as cums, my teeth biting against my lip as the feeling pushes me over the edge. My body shakes as I keep moving my hips, slowly stopping.

I open my eyes to see him staring at me. His hands pulling me down to him, wrapping his body around me, he holds me as I feel myself falling asleep.

Waking, I have no idea what time it is. Wayne is asleep next to me, and I know it is awful, but I need to leave. Climbing out of bed carefully, I get dressed. Grabbing both of my bags, I walk out and leave. As I reach the foyer, I ask the woman to order me a taxi, which makes her give me a shocked look. I get it. Most people here drive in with their expensive cars, hire a big fancy car to drive them around. A taxi isn’t something they get requested to order often.

Standing outside, I watch as the morning gloom of the sun rising begins. Finally, the taxi stops in front of me. I get in and sit in the back, ignoring everything. Every time the guy tries talking to me, I block him out.

I am going home; I will work from home this week. Then take time out and maybe find a new job. I can’t keep working for Wayne. Not anymore. A clean break, if I can find another job, I will be fine. I know Wayne won’t complain if I work from home this week. Then a couple of weeks visiting family.

I walk into my place and take out my phone. Opening the messages, I message Ruth with a quick update. Asking her to let Wayne know I would be working from home and asking if she would take my place as his assistant. But, it is nearly six, and I don’t want to tell her that I am leaving the job entirely yet, so that can wait for later.

Waking, I pick up my phone to see the screen flooded with messages and missed calls.

Clicking on Ruth’s name, I hit the call button.

“Mel! What the hell is going on?” She sounds worried.

“Call by later. I will explain. Look, I won’t be working there anymore. I can’t do it, Ruth. Just make sure everyone knows after this break, I will have a job somewhere else.” I hang up, not wanting to get into it on the phone.

Walking to the kitchen, I have breakfast, then sit down to do work. Hours later, I pick up my phone. I should read his messages.

Clicking on the messages, I scroll through.

You just left, not even saying goodbye?

Let me know you’re okay, Mel, please.

I’m sorry for making you feel like you need to run.

I continue scrolling, soon, his messages changing.

Ruth has said you’re leaving fully. Mel, will you talk to me.

I’m sorry, okay, please don’t quit. You can work the position before. You can start after everyone else and leave before them, so you’re not alone with me.

I thought you knew I cared.

I feel awful, but a clean break is better. Opening the message, I begin typing one last message then that is it. The knocking has me walk to the door. No doubt it is Ruth. Work has finished. Opening it, I stare at Wayne, shocked.

“We need to talk.” He steps inside and watches as I close the door. “You can’t quit. You need the job, Melinda.” He looks at me, waiting.

“Wayne, you have a wife. You should be putting this much effort into that, not this!” He has his priorities wrong.

“I would be if you weren’t f*****g running! I accepted this is over Melinda, but quitting your job, people will ask why, then what?” He stands looking at me, waiting. “You come into my office, I send everyone home, disappear for the day, then you quit. Please, just don’t quit, Melinda. I won’t make any move towards you. I promise.”

I don’t know, I know I want to stay working there, but I know if I do, I will want more, which isn’t good.

“Listen, take the few weeks break. Then, come back and see how it goes. If you still want to quit, then fine but give yourself time. Give me time.” He looks at me, waiting.

“Wayne, how will this work? In your mind, how is this going to work?” I look at him, waiting.

“I don’t know. All I know is I need you to stay, don’t quit. Promise me, Melinda.” He steps closer, his hand grasping my chin.

I nod slightly. “Okay, I don’t want to stay as your assistant, though, Wayne, it is too much.”

I watch as he smiles, his body against mine. “Kiss me.” His words shock me. “You leave this week; I accept that once you have this ends. But, for now, just kiss me.”

Nodding, I lean forward, his lips meeting mine. His hands lift me up so that my legs wrap around his body. His mouth continues to kiss down my neck, teasing me slowly.

“I know you’re working from home this week, but can I at least see you?” He stands waiting. That will make it harder, yet part of me is screaming yes. Because after this week, I am gone, and it won’t happen again. I nod slowly in agreement.

“Then it ends, everything Wayne.” He nods in agreement as well, leaning down his lips press against mine.

“I need to get home; I will see you tomorrow.” He steps back and releases me before walking out. My body falls back into the wall. Why am I so damn weak? I should have said no. I should be pushing him out, not saying yes and pulling him in.

It’s nothing. It is all in my mind, that is all. I can get over this, leave, give us space, and focus on myself, focus on forgetting Wayne! And Elsie, I need to forget her as well, and I know when I text her saying I can’t see her again, it will hurt her. I have too, though.