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Reflections

Reflections

POV Lauren

"I need to do this on my own David. Okay?"

"I will be here if you need me Lauren."

I walked up the pathway to the front door and rang the doorbell. I waited nervously. I didn't quite know what I was going to say to her when I saw her, but I thought she had the right to know the type of man she married and the things that he was doing outside their marriage bed. I would want to know if it was happening to me.

I heard a click as the door knob turned to open. There before me stood a woman in her mid forties, short dark hair, brown eyes, ivory skin, slim build and fine features. This was Mr. Randal's wife, this was the woman he cheated on and lied about existing to bed me. What was wrong with her, why was she not good enough.

Immediately I felt guilty for the assumption that something was wrong with her, and not him. This was all his fault, he was the one stepping out on the marriage, he was the one lying and cheating. He was the one with the problems, not her. She wasn't guilty here, he was.

"Can I help you?"

"I am so sorry to bother you, but I am looking for Mrs. Randal."

"You're speaking to her. What can I help you with?"

"Could I come in and speak with you privately? I'm afraid the matter is sensitive."

"Okay." She stepped aside and allowed me to enter. Then she shut the door and led me into the living room. "Can I get you anything?"

"I'm alright, but thank you." I took a seat on the chair situated next to the love seat I noticed Mrs. Randal approaching.

"Now what is it that you needed to speak with me about?" Her face was muted, lips pressed in a fine line, chin tipped up, eyes looking bored and irritated before I even started to speak.

"It's about your husband." I nervously spoke the words, hoping she would allow me to finish.

"Go on."

It came out like word vomit, I couldn't stop the rolling of information that started with, "I didn't know you existed when he asked me out." and ended with "He fired me when he found out I was carrying his baby! My parents cast me out and I was left to fend for myself!" I'm not sure when I started to cry, but at some point Mrs. Randle retrieved a box of tissues and handed them to me. We sat there for a couple of minutes in silence while I calmed myself down. I was terrified to tell her about the affair, but now that I had, I felt a weight had been lifted. 

"I can't believe it." She looked shocked and really angry.

"I am so very sorry. If I had known about you, I never would've allowed it to happen." I dried the last of my tears.

Mrs. Randall stood up and positioned herself between me and the coffee table. Then sitting down on the table so that she was eye to eye with me, she spoke with venom.

"Dear girl, I knew about you. I knew about all of his whores. The nerve you have of coming to my home and speaking ill of my husband while you open your legs to any Tom, d**k or Harry!" I sat numb to her words. I could barely believe what she was saying. "How dare you!" The slap of her hand against my face was enough to have me on my feet and heading towards the door. She wasn't' done with me yet. She chased behind me as I tried to escape her home.

"You piece of trash." She grabbed my hair as I reached the door and pulled me to the floor. "I should've made sure your parents were fired too! They raised such a worthless, no good slut!" I felt the solid kicks to my side Mrs. Randal delivered over and over as she continued to belittle and degrade me.

I couldn't stay like this, I needed to get free, I felt her foot against my side and I grabbed at it. Feeling her ankle I pulled and rolled away at the same time, taking her to the ground with me. Then I stood up as quickly as I could, but my sides were on fire. I reached the front door and stumbled out, I made it a few steps before falling down onto my knees.

David was there in an instant. He scooped me up and took me to the car.

"What happened?" He pulled open my blouse to view the bright red splotches covering my abdomen, I tried to pull it closed but he wouldn't let me. "WHAT HAPPENED!" The concern in his voice was overpowering me and I fell into his arms sobbing. I was so stupid, of course she knew, she was just like him. She was guilty too.

I took a few shallow breaths, trying to calm myself. I wanted something deep down, and I was terrified to ask for it.

"David?" I stared at his beautiful brown eyes as he wiped the tears from my cheeks and tucked the damp hair behind my ear. "Do you love me?"  

"With every fiber of my being." He never broke eye contact.

"Would you kill for me?" I couldn't believe I would ask this from him, but she was guilty, she needed to pay just as much as he did. I wanted them both to die. I wanted her to hurt the way she hurt me, and I couldn't do it alone.

"I would take down armies if you asked." He smiled.

I laughed, "how about one hell of an evil b***h who likes to call your wife horrible names and kick her while she is down?"

"It would be my pleasure. If you're sure, because once we cross this path we can't come back from it. You have never seen this side of me Lauren." David looked excited, but spoke cautiously.

"I'm sure. I want to be there with you. Together." I smiled and he buttoned my blouse trailing kisses up my neck to my lips. I kissed him back. My husband, who would do anything for me.

Hand in hand we approached the front door, David knocked.

Again, Mrs. Randal opened the front door, however she was far from polite this time.

"What?"

"It seems you and my wife may have had some sort of disagreement." David was his normal calm, polite self.

"Your wife? You married a w***e?" She laughed and even managed a snort. "My husband is going to die when he hears this!"

"I have no doubt that is true." David said nonchalantly and I laughed. "I do believe you owe my wife an apology."

"I owe her nothing." Mrs. Randal went to slam the door, but David had his foot prepared to stop the progress of the door closing and proceeded to push the door open. "You can't come in! I called my husband and he is on his way home."

"I'm glad to hear that." David proceeded to grab Mrs. Randal by the throat and press her against the closest wall. I walked behind him, closing the front door. "Now, about that apology to my wife."

"Go to hell!" She spat.

David proceeded to lift her off her feet, by her neck, her arms and legs flailing wildly. I watched as her face turned paler and paler. I approached David and placed my hand on his shoulder.

"David, Drop her." He released her immediately then stepped back.

"Control your dog!" She coughed holding her throat.

I bent down to her level, "That man is my husband and you will not call him names." I proceeded to slap her as hard as I possibly could. She released her throat and grabbed her cheek.

"How dare you hit me! You worthless whore."

"It's people like you that made me feel like I was a w***e, when I was just a girl being taken advantage of by monsters like your husband."

"No one took advantage of you! My husband said you were giving it away like candy on Halloween. Slutty woman, I hope your husband sees you for what you truly are, a w***e!" She stared me down and spit in my face.

I stood up and wiped the spit off my face, I had enough of this.

"David?" He stood watching everything that just occurred between Mrs. Randall and I. He placed a hand on my shoulder and waited for my command. "What was it that you did to your previous victims?"

"I took advantage of them and then I killed them." He said solemnly.

"Do it. I want her to feel the pain I felt before she dies." I knew there was no turning back once I asked David to unleash this side of himself for me, but I needed him. He didn't hesitate, he pulled his belt from his pants and tied Mrs. Randal's wrists together, then he dragged her towards the bedroom.

I followed behind. I wanted to watch my husband in action. He forced her to walk in front of him though the bedroom door, then lifted her onto the bed and ripped her clothes off. I had never seen him so aggressive, I was turned on to see the control he took pushing Mrs. Randal around until she was exposed and nude. I locked eyes with her.

"Make him stop!'

"No. This is what happened to me when your husband forced my parents to kick me out. Except it happened over and over and OVER to me!"

David kept her face on mine while he proceeded to r**e her over and over, until she stopped fighting and just excepted the s****l intercourse. I grabbed her chin and made her look at me.

"See, now you are a w***e too. The moment you stop fighting you become just like I did. Except you won't survive to become stronger."

I nodded and David stopped. He removed the belt that tied her wrist, then looped it around her neck and pulled. She moaned and wheezed but the fight was over, her body went limp. David didn't even bother to look interested, and I was confused, I thought this is what he did before me, what excited him and drove him to kill. I made a mental note to ask him about it later, but not now. Now, I wanted him to know how much I appreciated him.

David removed the belt and stood up. I noticed his nude body and solid erection immediately. He went to turn away, but I quickly went to intercept him. I had to climb up over the body and across the bed to grab his arm and turn him towards me.

"Thank you." David still refused to look me in the eyes.

I reached up and pulled his face to meet mine.

"Thank you." I leaned forward and kissed him. I wanted him, I was so turned on right now, that I needed him inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his naked torso and pulled him towards me. He pulled my dress up and reached his hands to shift my panties aside to slide his erection into me. I moaned when I felt him start to fill me, my body tensed and tightened around him. He proceeded to push me down onto the bed.  He never stopped fondling and kissing my body, making me feel Like I was on fire! I turned my head to give him better access to my neck, only to come face to face with Mrs. Randle's blank stare. I lifted my hand up and shoved her head away from me, she doesn't get to watch me enjoy my husband.

I wined and moaned as David slowly tortured every inch of me. I wanted so much more. I couldn't be patient any longer, I rolled myself on top of him and began to ride each inch of him to my liking. No more waiting for permission. I pressed my palms into his chest as I grinded my hips harder and faster, I could feel my release building.

"Please don't stop." David took that moment to grab my hips and thrust himself into me. Euphoria engulfed my body and I could no longer tell up from down as I climaxed and my world went dark.